In the end, they jointly came to the conclusion: "Changming Sect is a poor place."

Chu Ling, who happened to hear this sentence: "..."

Penglai Immortal Grass has the most. As long as the level of alchemy cultivation is sufficient and their foundation is solid, the elixir can also improve their cultivation level, and even ensure that the monks can easily break through the bottleneck period.

Chu Ling knew the purpose of their trip, so she didn't give anyone a good look during the whole process. The only person who interested her was the person in the light blue dress.

Her vague gaze could not escape the alchemists who were naturally sensitive to spiritual consciousness.

Xue Yu noticed that Chu Ling's eyes always glanced in Song Hansheng's direction intentionally or unintentionally.

Places like Penglai and Nanhai are famous for being mysterious and even have a repulsive attitude towards outsiders. Suddenly seeing the weird attitude of this Penglai descendant, Xue Yu felt lucky and poked the person next to him: "Song Hansheng, I found that she seems to be interested in

You look interested."

Song Han said: "?"

"Why don't you make a trick? Ask where there are more spiritual plants in Penglai?" Ye Qiao also paid attention, but she was naturally slow to this kind of thing. After Xue Yu's prodding, she suddenly realized that Song Hansheng was particularly enthusiastic when approaching her.

"We will provide you with manpower to make alchemy for free."

It can be seen from Chu Ling's lukewarm attitude that Penglai's personal successor did not like them very much, but his attitude towards Song Hansheng was different.

"Don't bother me." Song Han said and turned his head.

Ye Qiao, who was rejected, touched the tip of his nose and said, "Okay."

"Does it have to be Song Hansheng? Can't Mingxuan do it?" Xue Yu dragged his unattractive second senior brother over, pushed him forward, and looked at the two people.

After her analysis, Mingxuan's face was the most eye-catching, with a beautiful appearance and affectionate expression whether he was smiling or not.

A little more likable than Song Hansheng's cold look.

"Hey, hey, there's a saying, every flower comes to his own eyes." Mingxuan raised his eyebrows at Song Hansheng and smiled, "Maybe the person who is the direct descendant of Penglai Island likes tsundere?"

Song Hansheng: "..."

"Ye Qiao, Xue Yu, Ming Xuan." He pursed his lips and suddenly called out to the senior brothers and sisters who were walking in front of them and were noisy.

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Chapter completed!