After filling the flower wine, Chen Ping did not forget to taste it first. It was sweet and beautiful. It was a good wine. It also went down the throat and there was a heat all over his body. The spiritual energy contained in this flower wine was even more intense than Chen Ping imagined.

It’s not that Chen Ping is jealous, but that Chen Ping himself knows very well that as his cultivation level becomes stronger and stronger, the cultivation resources he needs will be a terrible amount.

The ancient martial arts technique of the Ancient Dragon and Elephant Art is really resource-consuming.

Just like now, after crossing the threshold of the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, Chen Ping clearly felt that he needed too much power to fill the dantian Qihai.

As the saying goes, eating people with a weak mouth, but taking people with a short hand!

After getting a jade bottle of spiritual wine, Chen Ping did not pick Zhao Shishi's thorns, but followed her, the saint of Baihua Sect who was familiar with Wujiandong, and walked into the depths.

After passing through the flower shop, you enter a field of medicine!

When Chen Ping saw this large medicine field, he was even more excited than when he saw Lingjiu just now.

Chen Ping is an alchemist, and spiritual medicine is too tempting for him!

There is no end to see the medicine field, and I don’t know how many spiritual medicines have been cultivated. Baihua Sect has fully utilized the time rules of Wujian Cave. Ten years have passed here, and only one year outside has been outside.

No wonder Baihua Sect has always wanted to attack the position of first-class sects. If it weren't for the lack of powerful people gathering gods, Baihua Sect would have long been ranked among the first-class sects.

Just as Chen Ping was about to squat down to look at the elixir, Zhao Shishi said nervously: "Don't move!"

Chen Ping looked over in confusion. This girl was not a stingy person. She wouldn't let her touch these or two spiritual medicines?

Zhao Shishi walked up, pointed to a pavilion in the distance, and whispered: "The spiritual medicines here are all taken care of by the uncle. Even the ancestors need the spiritual medicines, she has to agree."

Chen Ping looked over and there was indeed a figure in the pavilion in the distance.

Everyone knew about other people in this Wujian Cave, but I didn’t expect that the simple first person was a crazy person.

Zhao Shishi whispered: "Uncle Master entered Wujian Cave when he was seventeen years old. Now she is over 200 years old!"

Yan Weiwei smiled and said, "She is a medicine fool!"

The Baihua Sect Medicine Madness!

This is the first time Chen Ping has heard of this title. From this point of view, this person named Xiaowei knows much more than himself.

Zhao Shishi nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle Yaobi has been cultivating spiritual medicine all his life, and she has dedicated herself to the spiritual medicine."

How obsessed with a monk must be intoxicated with spiritual medicine to waste his entire life on spiritual medicine.

Chen Ping respected the figure in the pavilion in the distance!

No wonder the spiritual medicines here are so evenly distributed. This fully takes into account the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that each spiritual medicine can absorb. There should be spiritual veins underground in this medicine field.

Zhao Shishi took several people to the pavilion. After approaching, she found that the female cultivator, who was called by Zhao Shishi, had white hair.

The time she wasted here really exists, that is, the fast flow of time here does not mean that her life is the same as the time that has passed outside.

According to Zhao Shishi, she has been in Wujian Cave for more than two hundred years, and the outside world has only been over twenty years.

In other words, Zhao Shishi's uncle is only forty years old.

At the age of forty, her life is like it is coming to an end, and this is the price she needs to pay.

"Uncle Master!"
Chapter completed!