Ye Tian, ​​this time Mo'er's mental power and true energy were overdrawn, and her foundation was damaged. Such overdraft will greatly limit how far Mo'er can go in the future.

Lin Potian looked at his precious granddaughter who was nourished by the earth's energy in the pool, his face full of love and affection.

Looking at Lin Mo'er's pale little face, her eyes were closed, and she didn't know when she would wake up.

When the true energy dries up, the Qi sea in the Dantian is prone to bursting. If the Qi sea of ​​a monk collapses, it means that the foundation collapses and he will be worse than a mortal.

Mo'er is also lucky. She has followed Batian and I on the battlefield since she was a child, and has a solid foundation. Lin Motian is also secretly grateful.

Mo'er's Dantian Qihai and body are nourished by rich earth veins and elixirs, so it is not difficult to repair them.

However, mental power affects the soul, which is the most mysterious existence. If Mo'er wants to wake up, she has to find another way.

Ye Tian: "Looking at the old man with white hair and beard in front of me, the deep love, is this love?"

In my previous life, it was Qingtian Bamboo, the supreme spirit clan, born and raised. When had I ever felt such love?

Ever since Lin Moer rushed into Jade Tower to save herself, this was the first time she felt family affection.

Ye Tian: "Senior Potian, since you are Mo'er's grandfather, you are naturally also my Ye Tian's grandfather."

"I have a way to restore Mo'er's mental strength."

Lin Potian: He turned around suddenly, his eyes were red and fire was burning in them.

"Ye Tian, ​​what did you just say? Say it again. If you dare to play tricks on me, I promise..."

Ye Tian: "Looking at Lin Potian's overwhelming momentum, Ye Tian did not resist, but was very pleased."

In these troubled times, human nature is very terrible; family affection is cheap in the face of interests.

Grandpa Potian, don't worry, it's about Mo'er's comfort. How can I, Ye Tian, ​​talk nonsense?

Lin Potian looked at the young man in front of him, and he always felt that there was a convincing temperament under his immature body.

Ye Tian: Grandpa Potian, I used to have the second half of the emperor-level "Black Evil Soul Lotus" in my body, but it's a pity that it's no longer there.

Lin Potian: "With the Imperial Black Evil Soul Lotus, the air in the underground palace suddenly became tight, and Lin Potian almost fell."

Ye boy, you really have the emperor-level black soul lotus. Lin Potian looked at Ye Tian with his eyes, as if he were looking at a naked beauty.

Ye Tian: Yes, in the Corpse Yin Mountains, the boy was lucky enough to get a Black Soul Lotus.

It was also this Black Soul Lotus that saved this junior.

It was a pity that Murong Wan'er was seriously injured at that time and was given to her. The scenes in the Corpse Yin Mountains echoed in her mind.

Listening to Ye Tian's narration, Lin Potian had a look of regret and fascination that this little guy had encountered such an incredible opportunity.

If this Black Evil Soul Lotus is given to me, I have ten levels of certainty to directly break through to the Yang Soul Realm.

Ye Tian: If the half of the Emperor-level Black Evil Soul Lotus is still there, Mo'er will wake up in less than three days, and her mental power will be greatly improved.

Lin Potian: Ye Xiaozi, just say it directly.

Although there is no soul-level elixir such as Black Evil Soul Lotus, several other low-level soul herbs can also help Mo'er recover, but it will take longer.

Ye Tian showed strong confidence in curing Lin Mo'er's mental power (Nigong Pill).

Lin Potian: Just tell me what you need.

Ye Tian looked at Lin Potian with an anxious look, which was really cute.

I wonder if Senior Potian knows that there are two special professions in this world.

Lin Potian: "Young man Ye, what time has it been? Stop showing off."

There are two professions: one is called alchemist and the other is called pharmacist.

Alchemist: "A noble profession, alchemists play an important role in all the worlds."

Ye Tian put his hands on his back and spoke in a tone, "Since ancient times, he has been pursuing the great road, and there are countless people who want to go against the will of heaven and change their fate."

They are like crucian carp crossing the river.

However, due to the environment, innate talents, and own factors, there are great flaws and limitations in cultivation.

So alchemists appeared.

Alchemists have an extremely strict hierarchy. Every promotion is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

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Grandpa Potian, do you know how the levels of alchemists are divided? Ye Tian turned around and asked with a smile.

Seeing the immature Ye Tian talking in front of him, Lin Potian felt as if he was facing an old monster who had lived for tens of millions of years.

The momentum of his own Yinhun Realm was inexplicably weaker.

"Know something".

Lin Potian: Although I am in the Yinhun realm, the farthest place I have ever set foot in in my life is within the boundaries of Cangnan College.

Alchemists have been lucky enough to see some of them.

Alchemists are mainly divided into: Huang level (three stages after junior high school), Xuan level (after junior high school), Earth level (after junior high school), Tian level (after junior high school)..., and Tian level alchemists have only heard of legends, and there will be more later.

I don't know what levels there are.

I heard that there is an alchemist in Cangyun College who is at the early stage of the earth level and his status is extremely noble.

"Ye Tian looked at Lin Potian with a serious look on his face and thought to himself, if he can't go out, his horizons will be limited."

Ye Tian: How much does Grandpa Potian know about pharmacists? Ye Tian asked.

I have heard of the existence of this profession but have never seen it before. Lin Potian answered helplessly.

Looking at Lin Potian who looked helpless, Ye Tian smiled gently.

Grandpa Potian, have you ever heard of "Soul Potion"?

Cangnan College: In an elegant attic surrounded by vines on the back mountain above the main peak, village smoke rises, and the teapot flutters on the stove.

On the familiar wicker chair, an old man in blue-gray plain clothes closed his eyes and rested, feeling content.

Holding a cup of fragrant tea in hand, the picture is very comfortable.

Qiu Yang, "Are you okay?"

Before Yan Yuliu opened his eyes, he heard faint words: Didn't I say? You elders should discuss everything and decide.

As I get older, I can’t do everything myself. You have to learn to grow.

The corners of Qiu Haoyang's mouth twitched, is this what everyone says?

Are you the dean or am I the dean? Of course, Qiu Haoyang only dared to mutter this in his heart.

My dean used to be very nice. Although he was unsmiling, he still cared about the college.

My own dean doesn’t know what kind of stimulation he received. He hasn’t taken care of the affairs of the academy since the trial in the Cangnan Mountains.

"It's true, I guess it was stimulated by that girl Lin Mo'er and Lin Potian."

Since returning from the trial in the Cangnan Mountains, he has been focusing on his precious disciple Xuanyuan Potian.

Qiu Haoyang was also pleased when he heard Xuanyuan Potian. Although his second son's talent was slightly inferior to Ye Tian and Lin Mo'er, it was still aimed at the two of them.

For others, Xuanyuan Potian's talent is also extraordinary, and he has understood the power of the sword at a young age.

"No matter what happens, don't disturb Xuanyuan's practice."

Qiu Haoyang is helpless!

Qiu Haoyang straightened his clothes and said seriously, "Dean, Ye Tian and the others were attacked by strong men and their lives were in danger."

"A powerful momentum burst out, mist and rain flowed, and the eyes of the ancient well suddenly opened."

The winding vines on the surface of the attic were crumbling, and Xuanyuan Potian, who was practicing in the courtyard, also frowned at such a powerful fluctuation.

"Say, don't take down a word. Yan Yuliu, who was lazy just now, seems to be a different person. His eyes are like sharp swords, extremely sharp."

Qiu Haoyang shivered while lying down, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

That’s it…

To the east of Cangnan City, a mansion is located here, "Murong Mansion".

Murong's family, in the main hall; what? A majestic pressure came over, making the main hall extremely depressing.

You said that the royal family secretly summoned Xiao Zhan, Ye Zhennan, Yun Haoyang, and the old man frowned.

Are you sure you read it correctly? The old man asked again.

Murong Yu broke out in a cold sweat, her family master was too powerful, and just the pressure from the superior could scare her out of her courage.

It seemed that the water in Cangnan City was about to get mixed up, and a sense of uneasiness quietly arose in Murong Xin's heart.

The structure of the Murong family's mansion is extremely particular, with mainly wooden buildings, but also with painted beams, winding corridors, rockeries and ponds.

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The well is well-organized, filled with green plants and full of aura.
To be continued...