"That's right." Chen Feng did not deny what Qi Wenli said.
Even when he practiced, his master also used a lot of good things he brought back from the Xuan Realm.
"Chen Feng, I just hope that you can let my life go after you get these things."
Qi Wenli's voice was a little low, with a little prayer.
Those who don’t know thought he really knew he was afraid of death.
Chen Feng knew in his heart that he might be holding back something.
After thinking about it, Chen Feng really looked generous on his face: "As long as there are enough good things here, I will let you go."
Chen Feng stared at the airs with a greedy and fiery look, hoping to see a hole.
A typical one, I have never seen a good thing.
Looking at Chen Feng's appearance, Qi Wenli felt much more relieved.
"Let's look for it slowly." Qi Wenli said, his eyes never leaving those airs.
The two searched for more than ten minutes and found a lot of good things in the corner.
"Why haven't you seen it yet?" Qi Wenli was a little anxious. He clearly remembered that there was another one here, but why can't he find it now?
Just as Qi Wenli was about to give up, the small wooden box on a shelf in front lit up his eyes and rekindled hope.
He resisted the impulse in his heart and moved over slowly.
The moment he opened the box, a ecstasy light appeared in his eyes.
"Finally found it." He said silently, his body trembling slightly because of excitement.
He didn't notice at all. Chen Feng, who had been following him, kept paying attention to his every move.
Chen Feng looked at his overjoyed look and felt a little curious about what was in the box.
But he didn't say anything. Chen Feng wouldn't act until he wasn't sure what that thing was.
Qi Wenli carefully took out the things in the box and then put a spiritual medicine in it.
Chen Feng knew that spiritual medicine was difficult to find even if it was placed in the Xuan Realm. Unexpectedly, Qi Wenli gave up so easily for the things in the box.
And his approach made Chen Feng even more curious.
After replacing the things, Qi Wenli held the box and spoke excitedly: "Chen Feng, come quickly, see what good things I have found!"
As he said that, he opened the box and let Chen Feng see the spiritual medicine in the box clearly: "This is the Juetian Fruit. As long as you eat it, you can protect people from dying for seven days. This can be said to greatly increase the chance of survival."
He looked excited and proud, as if he was seeking credit.
Such fruits are indeed against the will of heaven.
After all, for some sects, there are any important figures on the verge of death. By submitting this fruit to them, they can temporarily suspend his death.
And they can take advantage of these seven days to find the magic medicine to cure him.
In disguise, this is equivalent to having an extra life.
"It's really good." Chen Feng took the box handed over by Qi Wenli and put it away without any psychological burden.
Of course, if he didn't know the small moves he made, Chen Feng felt that with this spiritual medicine, he might have saved his life.
Although the premise of saving his life is that Chen Feng can already control him completely.
Unfortunately, Qi Wenli gave up this opportunity himself.