Ling Xiao’s family knows his own affairs.

Although he had taken the "purple clay body quenching formula" once, his strength is now not enough to reach 55 kilograms, while the basic line of martial arts last year was 175 kilograms.

There is at least 120 kilograms in the middle.

Moreover, Zhao Yangqiu said that this year's martial arts assessment is much more severe than last year. Even if it reaches 175 kilograms, it may not be able to cross the line.

"It's a headache."

Ling Xiao was also helpless. Even if he took 120 kilograms, even if he took the "Purple Clay Body Tempering Prescription", he could add 5 kilograms of strength to himself every time he took it, without any diminishing side effects.

That's 24 pairs too.

A pair of medicine costs more than 400 yuan, and it will be nearly 10,000 yuan in total.

It is absolutely a dream to have an ordinary student in the third year of high school to get 10,000 yuan in more than two months.

Moreover, he knew very well that even the money to buy medicine for his mother had to pay for such a large amount of money.

"I don't have the Breath of Spirit, and I don't know how to get it."

"I still have money, and I can't think of any good way to get it in a short period of time."

"But if you want to reach the martial arts line in a short time, these two things are indispensable, and not one less can be used."

These personal dialogues have given Ling Xiao new hope. At least now I know how to improve myself quickly, but it is extremely difficult to do it.

First of all, he didn't know how to find something like ghosts, and he couldn't even be sure whether there was such a thing in the real world.

In short, I feel that the space in my mind is indescribable, and the people inside have more weird things, just as if everyone is not in the same time and space at all.

"My brain connects to another world?"

Ling Xiao really felt his forehead hurt when he thought about it. His golden fingers were too powerful.

He then looked down at what happened in the space. In the end, Zhao Qianzhen of Xuanyang Sect and the Yulei Sect and the group of people left behind, leaving only a few monks from the Vajra Sect, and the three people who had been standing and didn't speak out from beginning to end.

"Senior Brother Yuan, then we will say goodbye too."

Mingliu, Mingxin and several monks bowed to the white-clothed swordsman, and then drove the light ball and retreated into the gray mist behind.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

It seems that this swordsman with half a mask has a high status, but why didn’t he even say a word before? Didn’t he see that Zhao Qianzhen and Qin Hao are about to fight?

"Senior brother, Luliu Town, is not too far from our sect."

The warrior behind the young swordsman spoke.

No sect would think there were too many things like Lingzhiji. Since Yulei Sect and Xuanyang Sect both intervened, why couldn't they reach in?

"Do you think the evil spirit is so easy to deal with?"

The masked swordsman looked at the person beside him coldly, then stopped speaking and slowly retreated into the fog.

“So personality.”

To be honest, this young swordsman wearing a half-mask is quite in line with Ling Xiao’s idea of ​​a warrior. He has a cold temperament and a cold look, and it is obvious that he is not easy to meet.

"Isn't it?"

After this scene, there was no other movement in the space for a long time.

Ling Xiao continued to use the backtracking function to see what happened before this.

“Huh?”

But not long after, he exclaimed lightly, because the backtracking function of this space automatically stopped, as if it was rewind to the end point, and then there was nothing else.

Ling Xiao frowned and thought for a while.

"Is it because the space in my mind has only appeared for a few days, so I can't continue to trace back what happened before."

He never believed that this space appeared because he realized its existence. The people here had complex backgrounds and unique speech and behavior. They could never be constructed just by imagining a few days.

“There are quite a lot of secrets in this space.”

Ling Xiao smiled and looked at the increasingly dense fog in all directions. As the fog surged, the picture began to slowly move forward, and finally returned to the current moment.

"Junior Brother Mingxin, I'm sorry to tell us the refining technique of "purple clay body quenching formula" again."

Several young warriors looked at Mingxin with a shy look on their faces. They were disciples of Xuanyang Sect. Although Chang Shanjun had known the method mentioned by Master Juekong before.

However, Changshan Jun is a free and easy person and is not good at refining medicine. When he returns to the sect, he can only tell you about seven or eight out of ten things, which makes them like disciples suffer.

"You are kind to me, my brothers, what's the point of getting tired of this?"

Mingxin was not impatient at all, and he also told the refining techniques taught by the master from beginning to end. In fact, each kind of treasure medicine and refining techniques are very different. If there is a problem with the technique, then the things refined will either be easily scrapped or may easily produce other bad side effects.

He explained the key points in detail, and Ling Xiao was listening next to him, and it was a cold sweat.

No wonder I felt that life was worse than death after taking the medicine, and I even fell into a coma in the end. It must have been caused by the wrong method I had figured out.

"Damn, I want to ask, too."

Ling Xiao found that he had always been observing what happened in this space from the perspective of God. It was so good that he could do anything fast forward and backward.

But he just couldn't communicate with them at all, which was the most painful thing for him.

How good would it be if I could ask them some questions?

After all, the origin of these people is too strange. The body tempering prescription is readily available and it is announced directly in front of everyone, and it can be improved.

In the real world, ordinary warriors can't even think about it. This kind of thing has been completely blocked by several major martial arts pharmaceutical companies.

So he knew very well the value of the "purple clay body quenching formula". Just one of the prescriptions is already a priceless treasure.

However, he also knew the reason why a man was guilty of being guilty of being a treasure. He was not even a warrior. If others noticed this prescription, he would probably not be able to escape the fate of a family being destroyed.

"You have to be more careful when dispensing medicine in the future."

Ling Xiao was suddenly shocked. He had only thought about whether this "purple clay body quenching square" would work, but he had never considered other issues.

But now when I think about it carefully, I feel really shocked and sweating.

How attractive this thing is to warriors is, it is impossible to describe.

The effect of twice the "body tempering pill" alone is enough to be shocking. Moreover, the cost of a medicine is only more than 400 yuan. Compared to the body tempering pill of 50,000 yuan per body tempering pill, this thing can definitely make any warrior get rich overnight.

But the risks are also amazing.

If he is a man with a large background or a high-forged warrior, he will naturally not be afraid of these threats.

But now he is just a person who has not even been sure of the martial arts assessment. If someone really discovers his prescription, he will probably not even see the sun tomorrow morning.
Chapter completed!