MTL - When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish-Chapter 16 Compassionate
"Ding, congratulations to the host for +500 experience points."
There is probably no more beautiful voice than this in the world. Jiang Mo was startled and almost wept with joy—one medicine increased 500 experience points, which was much more efficient than the 5:5 point increase when she was raising Yuandan. A hundred times the gap, she regrets it now when she thinks about it, she would have known better if she hadn't taken so many Yangyuan pills on the road before, there are obviously better ones here!
Thinking of this, the little white tiger almost couldn't wait to pounce forward, and its two little paws directly hugged the medicine bottle in Yun Qingyue's hand. She didn't need to say anything, her reaction already showed the effect of the medicine.
Of course, as advanced cultivators, both Qing Lan and Yun Qingyue noticed the changes in Little White Tiger immediately...
The system level division can be simply summarized as 10 levels and one realm. Among them, levels 1 to 10 belong to the mortal realm, and the difference is the gap from a weak baby to a congenital strong person, but whether a baby or a congenital master, after all, they are not out of the category of mortals. And the 10th level is a hurdle, or the most special one among all levels, one can become a cultivator after crossing it, otherwise he will always be a mortal.
This level is a process of metamorphosis, which can be summed up in one word in the eyes of a cultivator, that is "introducing Qi into the body". This is naturally difficult for ordinary beginners, but it is not a problem at all for the white tiger who is born with a beast.
After all, apart from this strange creature in front of me, since the heaven and earth bred divine beasts, it is estimated that no one has been mixed up to this level.
Closer to home, in the eyes of Qinglan and Yun Qingyue, the little white tiger at this moment is almost like a nourishing elixir, and the breath is drawn into the body on the spot. It’s just that the stamina of this process seems to be a bit insufficient, so Yun Qingyue took another bottle of Yangyuan Dan and started feeding it without thinking about it—the beasts are different after all. Before Yang Yuandan was really eaten by her as a sugar pill, now she feeds it. It should be fine to eat two more panacea.
Sure enough, under Yun Qingyue's feeding, Jiang Mo soon heard the system upgrade sound again. In the eyes of Qing Lan and Yun Qingyue, the promotion to level 11 means that she successfully induced Qi into her body and finally reached the first level of Qi training.
Yun Qingyue heaved a sigh of relief, his slightly tense eyebrows and eyes stretched imperceptibly, then he turned his head and said to Qing Lan: "This nourishing pill is useful for Baihu, Master Qing Lan, I wonder how many you have here?"
Having seen the feat of the little white tiger taking drugs for food, Yun Qingyue has already foreseen what will happen next. And what she needs to do, apart from preparing enough nourishing pills for the little white tiger, is to find new pills for her to replace in time after the effectiveness of the nourishing pills fades.
Thinking about it this way, she might have a lot of opportunities to run to Qionghua Peak in the future.
Qing Lan glanced at the nourishing elixir on the shelf, and then at the little white tiger who had been taking drugs to upgrade in place. Refined, these stocks are obtained by your juniors and younger sisters. How about this, you go back first, and I will send people to Mingxia Peak to deliver medicine tomorrow, and you can come here with the supervisor at any time. "
Upon hearing this, Yun Qingyue's usually cold eyes flashed a bright color, and he hurriedly said: "My disciple, thank you, uncle."
Hearing her say this, Qing Lan is used to ignoring common affairs, so she couldn't help laughing at this moment: "The supervisor decided to stay in Xuanqingzong, and it is our responsibility to support the supervisor, so why do you need to thank me?"
Yun Qingyue was slightly startled when he heard this, and then felt a little embarrassed—maybe it was because the little white tiger was too dependent on her and was too weak at this time, so she couldn't help but put herself in the position of a raiser. But no matter how weak the white tiger is, it is still a divine beast. It depends on her strength to upgrade by taking drugs. As long as the sect keeps supplying pills, it is only a matter of time before this little guy's cultivation surpasses his own.
You must know that the birth of a divine beast has the cultivation base of Yuanying, and she has only been able to touch the threshold of Yuanying after dozens of years of cultivation.
With a change in his mind, Yun Qingyue's hand holding the little white tiger couldn't help but tighten slightly. He always felt that the only little milk tiger who was willing to get close to him was not long in his hug. On the face, he said without hesitation: "Uncle Shi is right, this disciple is lying."
Jiang Mo vaguely sensed that Yun Qingyue's mind was wandering, ignorant, but he also gave Qinglan an "owwow" as a thank you.
Qing Lan didn't bother to pay attention to these details, and greeted the guards, and quickly dismissed this person.
Leaving Qionghua Peak, everything has been decided, and the next step is naturally to bring the little white tiger back to Mingxia Peak. On the way, Yun Qingyue explained to the little white tiger: "Uncle Qinglan is an eighth-rank alchemist, and the pills from him are at least top-rank, and the third-rank pills are no less difficult. I practiced with Qionghuafeng disciples. Compared with the elixir, the efficacy may be ten times worse, or even more."
Of course, with Venerable Qinglan's current status, no one except Little White Tiger can work him back to refine this third-level basic elixir. So even if it is such a responsibility, the little white tiger should also accept this responsibility.
Jiang Mo appreciated it, but he felt a little guilty in his heart. After all, there are only categories of game drugs, but he has never heard of similar categories.
The little white tiger was thinking wildly, but the scenery in front of him was receding rapidly. One person and one tiger met a group of cranes on the road, but before the little white tiger became curious to observe and tease them, these cranes took a detour and flew away when they saw them from a distance.
Jiang Mo looked at his immature tiger claws, and there was a trace of bewilderment in the golden tiger eyes—could it be that after she was upgraded, she finally had the power of a beast, so that her blood was suppressed, and these cranes recognized her when they saw her from a distance, and then scared them away up?
The confused Jiang Mo didn't look up, so he didn't see Yun Qingyue's slightly pursed lips at the moment.
One person and one tiger drove flying swords across the sky, and Jiang Mo took two pills secretly, and they had already arrived at Mingxia Peak. It was almost evening at this time, and the sky was full of sunset clouds. Standing at a high altitude and looking down at this mountain, you can see the clouds and clouds, which are too beautiful to behold.
Yun Qingyue landed on a platform in Zuofeng directly with Yujian, and when she looked up, she could see the traces of her residence—not just the traces of her residence alone, in fact, the small courtyard shrouded by the formation in front of her was full of people. Seven seats are the residences of the seven true disciples of Mingxia Peak. Two of them went out for training, three of them were retreating, and only one younger junior sister was still active and was not in the residence at the moment.
Therefore, when Yun Qingyue landed with the little white tiger in his arms, except for the rustling sound of the leaves blown by the mountain wind as if to welcome them, the platform in front of the small courtyard was completely quiet, and the return of the elder sister obviously did not alarm anyone.
Yun Qingyue took it for granted, walked straight to the first small courtyard on the left, opened the restriction and walked in.
It is like a restriction like a water wave, but there is no feeling when passing through it, but the scene changes suddenly when entering it. Jiang Mo looked back at the formation restriction curiously, and after trying to touch it with his claws to no avail, he regained his composure.
Turning his head and taking a closer look, the courtyard in front of him seemed larger than the outside. A green pine is planted on the left, and several clumps of bamboo grow on the right, green and fresh, simple and elegant. The ground is also dotted with unknown flowers and plants, which bloom happily, adding a bit of color and vitality to the courtyard. But the most special thing is probably under the front window of the house, a peach tree is full of fruits.
Just, a little down-to-earth, I don't feel so immortal...
The little white tiger has recently taken care of drinking milk and taking drugs, and basically doesn't eat much other food. At this moment, looking at the pink, plump and sweet peaches on the peach tree, unbelievable tears almost flowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Gudong" the little white tiger secretly swallowed.
The cultivator has sharp eyes and ears, so this movement naturally did not escape Yun Qingyue's ears. She glanced at the peach tree, raised her hand, and a fragrant peach landed in her palm, and then placed it in front of Jiang Mo: "But do you want it?"
Although she doesn't understand why the tiger wants to be a vegetarian, she can be said to be quite empathetic to the tiger.
The little white tiger didn't hold back, and hugged Taozi emotionally.
