"Master, he was cultivated by a girl named Ling Luo. She is a new student taking the entrance examination this year. I don't know which invigilator deliberately made things difficult and asked her to cultivate black thorns in this wasteland." Xiling Peak.
His expression was a little angry, "Fortunately, Miss Ling is so talented that she was actually cultivated."
Xiling Junzheng raised his long eyebrows, his eyes filled with years of wisdom were full of surprise, and said: "Where is that Miss Ling?"
Xiling Feng stretched out his hand, pointed at the green lotus color among the black thorns, and said: "It seems to be stuck in there. Master, please help me to get Miss Ling out."
Lord Xiling frowned and said in a deep voice: "Cultivating an ancient relic like the Black Thorn requires an amazing amount of energy and is sealed with your own blood. This girl must have fainted due to lack of physical strength.
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"Master, is there any way to cure this?" Jin Peng looked worried.
The two brothers had only known each other for a day, but they had formed an incomprehensible friendship with this girl.
Xiling Junzheng's expression became serious. He took out a purple-gold bowl from the space ring and said, "Let me give it a try."
Lord Xiling was pointing the mouth of the purple golden bowl at the black thorns, secretly stimulating his vitality, and a dazzling divine light suddenly appeared above the mouth of the bowl.
Under the illumination of the divine light, the huge black thorn bush with a radius of several hundred meters and a height of ten meters gradually shrank.
As the thorn bush shrunk, the figure of Ling Luo, who was lying on the ground and had fainted, gradually became clearer.
After a while, the huge black thorn bush condensed into a black crystal bead the size of a cat's eye, shining with a quiet and deep luster, and fell into the purple gold bowl.
"Thank you, Master!" Jin Peng's face showed joy.
Xiling Feng rushed over directly, helped Ling Luo up, put a hand on her nose and probed, and said happily: "The breath is quite stable."
Lord Xiling was looking at Ling Luo intently, leaned down, stuffed a pill into her mouth, and said: "She is fine, take a pill and she will wake up soon."
.Bring her back to Shengdan Hall."
Jin Peng had a strong body and strong strength. He picked up Ling Luo and followed Xiling Junzheng, and the four of them returned to the headquarters of Shengdan Hall.
In the Holy Academy, there are a total of six branches, Holy Gold Hall, Holy Wood Hall, Holy Fire Hall, Holy Water Hall, Holy Earth Hall, and a special existence independent of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the Holy Pill Hall.
Seventy percent of the disciples in the Holy Alchemy Hall are from the Xiling family who have the talent for refining medicine, and the remaining 30% are talented people from all over Tianyuan Continent.
In the entire Holy Academy, the two most powerful halls are the Holy Gold Hall and the Holy Pill Hall.
When Ling Luo woke up, she found herself lying on a comfortable big bed. She stretched out a hand and rubbed her aching forehead. It took a long time before she came back to her senses.
When Ling Luo turned around, he saw twenty meters away from the east side of the bed, a huge bronze alchemy cauldron with a height of three meters. The patterns engraved on it were extremely simple, and it was worth a lot of money to see it.
things.
Where is this?
Wasn't she on a mission in the deserted fields?
By the way, black thorn!
She has bred black thorn, and the second test has passed!