"What is it? Afraid I will poison you?" Ling Xian frowned and glared at him, "If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't need to go through all this trouble."
"No, no, you misunderstood me." Mo Qing Fu smiled bitterly and explained, "I am not afraid you will poison me. It's just that … it's just that …"
"You just don't believe me?" Ling Xian teasingly looked at him.
Mo Qing Fu's face reddened, silently agreeing to what Ling Xian said.
Ling Xian smiled confidently and said in a serious tone, "You will believe me after you consume it. Don't worry, the effects of this Dan are beyond your imagination."
Seeing how confident Ling Xian was, Mo Qing Fu believed him a little more. He thought that not only was this young man's cultivation level shocking, but his alchemy skills were also not bad. Perhaps this Dan really could cure him.
As he thought about it, he waved his hand and the fragrant red Dan flew into his mouth. In an instant, it transformed into a wave of pure medicinal energy that rushed into his body.
After waiting for a while, there was no reaction. This made Mo Qing Fu frown and his face was full of disappointment. He sighed, "Brother, thank you for your kindness. But this illness is hard to cure. I will have to think of another way."
"What's the rush? The miraculous effects of this Dan will be revealed soon. " Ling Xian faintly grinned, revealing his confidence and confidence. He firmly believed that the Healing Dan could cure Mo Qing Fu.
This was a miraculous Dan created by the Immortal of Alchemy, Liao Cang Qiong!
As expected, as soon as Ling Xian's voice trailed off, a strange energy began to pour out of Mo Qing Fu's body. It slowly flowed into his organs, meridians, and bones. In the end, it all entered his weak Dan Tian.
Booom!
Like an army of thousands of horses galloping, like a giant tidal wave, his Dan Tian vibrated non-stop. The originally weak meridians began to expand, and the cracked Dan Tian began to heal.
"It … it's working!" Mo Qing Fu's face was full of disbelief. Feeling the spiritual energy in his body growing bit by bit, he couldn't help but tear up. Tears of joy.
This continued for a while. His cultivation level returned from the eighth level to the tenth level. A terrifying amount of Qi howled out of him and swept in all directions!
At this moment, he had returned to the undefeatable realm!
"Haha, I've recovered. I've really recovered!" Mo Qing Fu laughed into the sky and cried tears of joy. His white robe fluttered in the wind, and his overbearing demeanor swept across the entire palace.
Only when you lose something will you know how to cherish it.
From a Heaven's Favorite of the Undefeatable Realm to a normal cultivator with a Qi level of eight, this huge difference made Mo Qing Fu feel the true meaning of darkness and hopelessness. Though it was only a few hours, it was the darkest period of his life.
He had the title of a Heaven's Chosen One, but he was not a Heaven's Chosen One.
His pride, his glory, they were all gone at that moment. Now, they were all back. How could Mo Qing Fu not be excited? How could he not be happy?
Looking at the excited Mo Qing Fu, Ling Xian softly coughed and reminded him, "Don't get carried away just yet. You need to solidify your foundation."
Hearing this, Mo Qing Fu suppressed the excitement in his chest and bowed deeply. He said in a serious tone, "I will never forget your kindness. I will repay you in the future."
"I saved you not because I want you to repay me. After all, we are fellow soldiers." Ling Xian waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for this.
"I understand. But even a drop of water is repaid with a spring of water, let alone such a huge favor." Mo Qing Fu's expression was serious as he said in a low voice, "You have given me a new lease on life. If you didn't heal my wounds, I would have been a handicap for the rest of my life. I would have lived a life of mediocrity and died of old age."
"You are exaggerating. It was nothing." Ling Xian grinned.
"No, it's not excessive at all. To you, it might be as easy as lifting a hand. However, to me, it's no different from saving my life. This enormous favor, I will definitely remember it in my heart and never forget it until death." Mo Qing Fu's voice was firm and his expression was sincere. He was a pupil of the Hao Ran House and was raised to be a gentleman. Naturally, he had developed a personality that valued relationships and relationships.
To Ling Xian, this truly wasn't much. But to him, it was as heavy as a mountain and as deep as the ocean. Therefore, his heart was heavy with gratitude. He even had the urge to die for Ling Xian.
Seeing how determined he was, Ling Xian shook his head helplessly and teased, "Do what you want. But I suggest you sit down and solidify your training. If you fall back to the eighth level, don't blame me for not reminding you."
"Okay, I will meditate now." Mo Qing Fu's expression changed. He quickly sat down in a lotus position and closed his eyes. Like an old monk, he began to solidify his tenth level Qi.
Above his head, a golden scroll appeared. As it flipped, strands of strange energy poured out of thin air and entered his dantian, nourishing his spiritual energy that had just returned to the tenth level.
"Sure enough, the rumors are true. Ordinary disciples of the Hao Ran Faction cultivate the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth, which is the same as most cultivators. However, the talented disciples cultivate the Noble Spirit that surges out from the Hao Ran Scroll. This Noble Spirit has the special power to make ghosts retreat and demons bow down to it. In the whole world, it can be considered as a good power."
Staring at the unique energy, Ling Xian softly chuckled. His eyes flashed with anticipation as he muttered to himself, "After he solidifies his training, I will drink the Drunken Immortal Brew and break through to the foundational level. This time, I must have a perfect breakthrough. I will not leave a single flaw."
In the Hidden Territory, because Ling Xian consumed an imperfect Foundational Dan and too many Dans of the Evil Heart, his natural talent was damaged and he fell from the clouds to the earth. From then on, he could not recover and could only be an ordinary cultivator with no hope of reaching the Dao.
This time, he did not want to end up like he did in the Hidden Territory!
He must have a perfect foundation and not leave a single flaw. He must climb above the nine heavens and achieve immortality!
"Luckily, I acquired the Drunken Immortal Brew. What a great fortune." The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up. He then shifted his gaze to the remaining eight platforms. After observing them for a while, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.
There were only ten platforms in this palace. Other than the Drunken Immortal Brew and the Golden Page, the other eight platforms were filled with powerful treasures. Sadly, they were all protected by inhibition spells. Even if Ling Xian broke through to the foundational level, he would not be able to break the seals and take away the treasures.
However, other than being a little disappointed, he didn't feel unsatisfied. He had gained enough on this trip. Even though these treasures were powerful, he couldn't unleash their full potential. By the time he could use them, Ling Xian's Eyes of Execution would have already reached the ninth transformative realm. Naturally, he wouldn't be able to use them.
"This Dan sure is miraculous. Not only did it allow me to return to the tenth level of Qi, but it also allowed me to improve. It won't be long before I reach the peak of the tenth level. This saved me at least three months of hard training." Mo Qing Fu suddenly opened his eyes. A flash of light flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his calmness.
A wave of energy filled the air. His face was full of joy. He bowed down to Ling Xian again and said sincerely, "Thank you, brother. I will never forget your kindness."
Seeing how happy and energetic he was, Ling Xian teased, "Do you believe me now?"
"Of course I believe you. I have offended you before, I hope you can forgive me." Mo Qing Fu's gloominess was gone. His eyes were no longer dim. Instead, they were filled with a blinding light.
"It's good that you believe me. I don't like it when people doubt me." Ling Xian grinned.
Mo Qing Fu's face reddened. Feeling a little awkward, he quickly changed the subject, "Right, brother, what is the name of this Dan?"
"The Healing Dan," Ling Xian uttered out three words.
"What a good name. Healing, healing. Just from the name, I can tell it's used to cure people who have lost their training." Mo Qing Fu complimented and asked the question he didn't understand.
"Even though the rank of this Dan is not high, it has such miraculous effects. It should've been famous a long time ago. How come I've never heard of it?"
"I …" Ling Xian frowned. He didn't want to tell him the truth. Everything about the Immortal of Alchemy was far too shocking. He couldn't tell anyone, not even Mo Qing Fu, who was known as a true gentleman.
This was a matter of life and death.
If the news of him possessing the Encyclopedia of Alchemy and the fact that the Immortal of Alchemy's soul was inside him, then every cultivator in the world would go insane. They would come knocking on his door in an attempt to find out the secret to becoming an immortal.
To know that in the entire Taoism community, no one has been able to ascend to immortality for 30,000 years. Countless heroes have tried to ascend to immortality, but none of them have been able to do so. No matter how talented the Heaven's Favorite, none of them have been able to ascend to immortality. How could these cultivators accept this?
But the soul of the Immortal of Alchemy, who has already ascended to immortality, has appeared in the Taoism community. How unbelievable was this? What an appalling thing it was!
If this news gets out, all the cultivators in the world will stop at nothing to find out the secret to immortality. When that happens, Ling Xian's life and the nine immortals' souls inside the Painting of the Nine Immortals will be lost.
Therefore, even if Ling Xian dies, he cannot reveal any information about this.
"Could it be that this Dan was created by you?"
Seeing that Ling Xian was silent and frowning, Mo Qing Fu didn't know what to think.
Created?
Ling Xian pondered for a moment. The Healing Dan was not known to the world, nor was it well known. The only people who knew how to brew it were him and his Master. Saying that he was the one who created it was not a bad explanation.
Therefore, he did not speak, silently agreeing with Mo Qing Fu's guess.
"It really is …" Mo Qing Fu's heart was in shock. His eyes were full of disbelief.
A 15-year-old alchemist of the Eighth Realm was not hard to accept. A Heaven's Favorite who was talented in alchemy and cultivation was also hard to accept. But a monster who could create his own Dan recipe was something Mo Qing Fu could not accept!
Brewing Dans was easy. Any alchemist could do it. But creating a Dan recipe was extremely difficult!
It required an ocean's worth of alchemy knowledge. Only alchemists of the Third Realm and above could do it!
"He … how old is he to be able to create a Dan recipe? And it's a Dan with such miraculous effects!"
Staring at the handsome young man, Mo Qing Fu's face was full of shock. He was shocked to a point where he couldn't be more shocked.
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