Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

Hearing that Chu Zheng could repair immortal bones, Song Lingqing was stunned for a moment and did not have any major reaction.

She did not doubt Chu Zheng's words, and Chu Zheng had no need to lie to her.

But the recent ups and downs, and the warmth and coldness of human relationships, have made her suffer a lot, like a pool of stagnant water, unable to make any ripples at all.

Whether she can repair the immortal bones is no longer an obsession for her.

Before repairing the immortal bones, I have a few things to tell you.

Chu Zheng did not rush to take action, but first gave Song Lingqing a warning:

The immortal bones on your body are not of the highest quality.

Hearing this, Song Lingqing was silent for a moment and nodded: I know.

Song Lingqing's answer surprised Chu Zheng for a moment:

How did you find out?

After I started, I practiced hard, but I was just a smidge faster than my classmates with middle-grade immortal bones. With this speed, it was impossible for me to step into the Divine Infant within two hundred years old, let alone the Nine Transformations of the Divine Infant.

How can there be a top-grade immortal bone who can step into the spiritual spring after more than three years of entry.

Song Lingqing lowered her gaze: I have known for a long time that there is a problem with my qualifications, but I just don't want to question the judgment of the master...the supreme elder.

Your immortal bones suffered two heavy blows before they finally shattered.

Chu Zheng pointed out why Song Lingqing's immortal bones were broken, and then he made a point:

You said that you only had one injury in your mind. You must know when the second time was.

Some things don’t need to be said too clearly.

Song Lingqing suddenly raised her head and looked at Chu Zheng, her eyes full of disbelief.

In an instant, she thought of many things in her mind, including the Taixu Holy Land, the Phantom Spirit Sect, the Immortal Stepping Stone, the top-grade immortal bones, the apprenticeship of the Supreme Master, Ling Qi...

A thread gradually connected the broken memories, and finally formed the whole story.

She subconsciously took a step back, lowered her head to collect her thoughts, and then spoke after a while:

I see.

In the past, we couldn't see it clearly because we were just obsessed with it by the authorities.

In the three years since joining the sect, Han Yuanqing has seen her only a handful of times, and she has never been able to give her guidance on practice.

Among the thirty-six true legends, she is the only one who only has the first three levels of Phantom Spirit Art.

Which sect would still have reservations about its true disciples?

Come with me.

Chu Zheng turned around and entered the hay shed. Although it could be repaired here, he needed to choose a method that would be easier for Song Lingqing to accept.

Song Lingqing came to her senses and followed into the hay shed.

Chu Zheng turned his hand and took out a spiritual elixir, and before Song Lingqing could see it clearly, he stuffed it into her mouth.

Take it, sit down and do your exercises.

Song Lingqing swallowed it obediently and sat on the floor.

Chu Zheng raised his hand and pressed it on her Lingtai Baihui, and the energy in his body began to absorb the essence of the great sun and circulate the heaven.

What he gave Song Lingqing was a blood-activating pill, a very common zero-level pill that could promote hematopoiesis in the muscles and bones and restore lost blood in a short period of time.

After transforming into Yang Qi, it circulated in her body for several days, and supplemented by the effect of the blood-activating pill, Song Lingqing felt her mouth dry and her limbs as hot as lava.

The strong physical reaction would make her ignore the subtle changes in the fairy bones at the back of her head.

By the time this set of procedures was completed, several hours had passed, and the sky outside had turned dark.

During the exercise, Chu Zheng was a little surprised to find that after Yuan Qi circulated in Song Lingqing's body and returned to his body, there was a considerable increase.

After several weeks, the changes were getting bigger and bigger, almost twice as fast as when he practiced alone.

Moreover, there are no negative reactions in the body due to excessive absorption of Yang Qi.

Chu Zheng turned his head and glanced at the sky, then retracted his hand with some reluctance.

What made him a little confused was that with the recovery of the immortal bones, the information about Song Lingqing had changed.

[Song Lingqing (Level 1): The former true successor of the Phantom Spirit Sect, a casual cultivator of the Immortal Way, and a middle-grade Immortal Bone. 】

After noticing Chu Zheng's hand leaving her head, Song Lingqing slowly opened her eyes. The feeling of pleasure coming from the back of her head told her the result.

Chu Zheng did what even the Phantom Sect couldn't do.

How...how should I return the favor to you?

Song Lingqing was a little confused for a moment. She could hardly afford to repay the favor she owed Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng waved his hand: We'll talk about this later. Do you have a storage bag?

Ah? Yes.

Song Lingqing came to her senses, took off the storage bag from her waist, and handed it to Chu Zheng.

I'll take this with me.

Chu Zheng weighed the storage bag, took out several magic weapons inside, and handed them to Song Lingqing. Without these things, he couldn't take away so many useless elixirs.

Now that Song Lingqing's immortal bones have been repaired, he has no intention of staying for a long time and will leave tonight to avoid any changes later.

Wartime is not like ordinary times. There are countless disciples coming in and out of the sect, and the rules have changed a lot.

The screening for joining the sect is stricter than in the past, but leaving the sect is very easy. No one will care at all if you are just a handyman.

There is a medical clinic in the north of Phantom City. There is a canvas hanging in front of the door [Thousand-year-old family medical skills, wonderful rejuvenation]. It is easy to find. I open it.

I buried a storage bag three feet underground in the back room. It belonged to Jiang Cunhu. You can go get it later. There is still a sum of spiritual stones in it.

Now that he has made a decision, Chu Zheng will no longer drag his feet. He does not plan to go back to Phantom City. By tomorrow morning, he will probably be thousands of miles away.

Song Lingqing could already guess the reason for Chu Zheng's hasty arrangements, and it was all because of her.

Repairing immortal bones and other unnatural things would cost the Holy Land a high price. If outsiders knew about it, Chu Zheng would be in big trouble no matter what the reason.

Song Lingqing didn't say any more. She silently put away a few magic weapons and said slowly, I'm leaving first.

She didn't offer to give Chu Zheng a ride. What she wanted to do now was to stay as far away from Chu Zheng as possible.

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After returning the Pegasus, Song Lingqing did not receive any more spirit beasts. She left the spirit beast garden alone and came to a remote peak.

This is the place where every disciple of the Phantom Sect comes.

Because there is a ‘Stepping Immortal Stone’ on the top of the peak.

The Immortal Stepping Stone is ten feet vertical and horizontal, embedded deeply into the ground, like a white jade square.

On weekdays, few people come here, but now some disciples and even elders can be seen.

Beside them were the fairy seedlings they had just found outside the sect.

Song Lingqing's arrival caused a lot of discussion.

The news that she had been reduced to an inner disciple had spread throughout the mountain sect.

Song Lingqing looked calm and slowly stood on the Immortal Stepping Stone.

Only high-grade immortal bones can activate the Immortal Stepping Stone. The difference between mid-grade immortal bones and low-grade immortal bones needs to be determined by the speed at which Qi is introduced into the body.

This time, there was no strange phenomenon coming from the Immortal Stepping Stone.

Song Lingqing stood on the Immortal Stepping Stone all night, and didn't move until dawn.

She glanced around, walked away slowly, entered the inner gate area, and arrived at a remote bamboo forest.

This place is rarely visited by people. It is a cave with no disciples within a hundred miles radius. It is an extremely quiet place in the entire Phantom Sect.

The reason why she came here was because she remembered that one of the people who entered the school on the same day as her was assigned here.

It seems... his name is Xiao Yuanqing.

Song Lingqing did not hide her aura. As soon as she arrived outside the bamboo forest, a figure walked out.

Looking at the person in front of her, Song Lingqing's eyes gradually darkened.

In the late stage of Lingquan realm, his cultivation level was much stronger than hers.

Middle-grade immortal bones can never practice at such a speed.

Senior Sister Song?

Xiao Yuanqing looked hesitant. Before he could react, a dazzling sword light filled the entire field of vision.

In the blink of an eye, his chest was pierced, and his heart was shattered into a pool of blood and mud.