As he said that, Qin Cheng threw a elixir bottle to Han Qingyue.

His level of medicine refining is also the best at the Nandao Pharmacist Banquet. With the perfect pill recipe, no matter how powerful the Haoyue Sect where Han Qingyue is, it is not the supreme clan, and it is difficult for him to easily produce a fairy pill that is stronger than him.

"Do you think I'm afraid you'll get poisoned?"

Han Qingyue immediately hummed in dissatisfaction.

I should have been a little wary of the pill handed over by a monk who had known him for a long time.

But Han Qingyue's bold personality, and when Qin Cheng said this, she felt like she was being agitated, and instead she felt anger in her heart.

When she opened the pill bottle, she swallowed the elixir inside in one bite.

"Why are you doing so urgently? You don't ask what this elixir is for."

Seeing this, Qin Cheng shook his head speechlessly.

"And, I told you, is this a elixir used to take?"

"Puff, what?"

As soon as the entrance of the immortal pill turned into a clear stream and poured into his body, Han Qingyue's face changed when she heard Qin Cheng's words.

Although most of the elixirs are swallowed, some elixirs are also refined, which are crushed and inhaled into the medicinal gas, or simply melt and decompose the medicinal effect and apply externally.

"Don't worry, I just remind you to calm down. This immortal pill is swallowed." Qin Cheng said.

"You little brat fool me!"

Qin Cheng's plain words made Han Qingyi itchy and wanted to pounce on him.

"I'll see how magical the elixir you blow from heaven is."

Han Qingyue snorted lowly, then closed her eyes, circulated her spiritual energy, and began to refine the effect of the medicine.

"This saint is quite interesting."

Qin Cheng smiled slightly and said nothing.

The place he chose to fall was next to a mountain on the bottom of the sea.

The sea and mountains are quite large and steep, so they are not inferior to some mountains on the mainland.

The place where the two were located was located on an open space close to the bottom of the ridge.

The terrain here is relatively complex and is close to the ridge. The sight of the monks flying by is blocked, making it difficult to notice this place.

Next, Qincheng carved array patterns on the open space under the sea.

The light energy blocks the eyesight of those demon cultivators, so they must naturally hide their breath.

However, it is not difficult to portray a formation without any breath leaking in your hand.

According to the distance between Han Qingyue crushing the orb before, the other party could hardly get here in half a day, and time was enough.

Just as Qin Cheng was concentrating on portraying the formation, Han Qingyue also opened her eyes quietly and glanced at Qin Cheng in a complicated manner.

"This guy's fairy pill is indeed a bit tricky."

Although he was unwilling to admit it, Han Qingyue was indeed much stronger than the elixirs in the sect after absorbing the effects of the elixirs.

Not only is it rich in spiritual energy, but it also seems to have no impurities.

After refining the elixir, Han Qingyue also felt much more refreshed.

I even had an impulse in my heart to ask for another one from Qincheng.

But in the end, Han Qingyue held back.

As the saint of Haoyue Sect, she has a broad vision. Although she doesn’t know the origin of Qincheng’s immortal pill, she can feel that it is definitely a high-grade pill.

And with such a perfect medicinal effect, such a elixir must be valuable.

Qin Cheng is not close to her, but it is already good to give her one. If she forces her, she will be a little ungrateful.

However, just as Han Qingyue took out a bottle of the elixir he brought and was about to swallow it and continue practicing, Qin Cheng seemed to have eyes on his head and threw Han Qingyue a bottle of elixir.

"You are willing to give it to me such a precious elixir." Han Qingyue said a little complicatedly.


Chapter completed!