Leave notes. A high-level talisman that can deliver messages and self-immolate after reading it. It will be discarded after being read once.
This kind of talisman is very private, and its sound reaches the sea of consciousness without being known to outsiders. Even those with high cultivation levels may not be able to accurately read the specific information in the talisman.
This is the first time Ningxia has seen this thing. Her level is not enough to touch things on this level.
But she had heard about it and heard about it. Ningxia has seen it once in Jianzhen Pavilion. It is called the treasure of the store by the showcase and is expensive.
It's just that Ningxia personally feels that this thing is not very practical, and other affordable substitutes can be used. There is no need to spend a lot of money to use this. Of course, rich people do what they want.
Xie, a local tycoon, probably doesn't have to think about this. What a waste of natural resources! Ningxia caresses the forehead.
In fact, it's not a big deal, just telling her the time to leave the island. She had really never heard of this matter. Mrs. Hong Ji had so many things to do, how could she spare time to tell her this.
Therefore, she really didn't know about it when Xie Shi said it.
Thank God, someone still remembered her lone companion. Otherwise she might be forgotten by everyone.
The day after the competition ended... it was fast enough and arrangements were made immediately. They probably have their own internal affairs to deal with in the future, and it is inconvenient to leave outsiders like them on the island. Ningxia thought to herself.
Okay, the return ticket has been arranged. There are no worries, all I have to do now is take good care of my body.
Ning Xia ducked into the small black box. To be honest, she hasn't come in for a long time. It feels like she is much less dependent on this thing now, and her first reaction when encountering trouble is no longer to hide in immediately.
The Ning shrinking in the past seemed to be a memory from a long time ago.
She suddenly hid in again, and the familiar yet unfamiliar darkness in front of her made her feel a little emotional. It felt like a long time had passed... a long time.
Familiarly, she touched the place where the glass lamp had been placed before and lit it. Dots of soft light filled the small space.
The little black box is still the same as before, dim, narrow, empty but very safe. Various bits and pieces were placed all over the place.
Ningxia carefully removed the bottles, cans, boxes, etc., and tried to put them according to their original categories. She had roughly categorized it before, making it easy to rummage.
After a piece of space was cleared, Ning Xia sat down calmly, crossed her legs, and on her right lay the sword box where Zhong Huan lived.
Ning Xia patted the sword box gently to say hello, then opened the elixir bottle, and the fragrance of flowers came to her. Ning Xia guessed that spirit flowers should be used to refine this Hundred Turns Pill, as the smell is surprisingly fragrant.
There are two whole Baihuan Dan in the bottle. After using it this time, only one is left, and it can be used again. She poured one out into the palm of her hand, closed the lid solemnly, and put it back in the special box next to it.
The round pill felt a little warm when it landed on her palm, as if strands of spiritual energy were overflowing from the pill and pouring into her flesh and blood, making her whole hand seem a little warm.
As soon as it was taken into the mouth, the elixir melted instantly at an incredible speed, turning into a stream of spiritual power and swimming into the body without even passing through the throat.
If this spiritual power has substance, it is very solid, but not too strong to hurt people. It flows into the body along the throat. Then it flows along the meridians and diverges, wandering like a very orderly team, slowly repairing the hidden injuries in various parts of the meridians and moisturizing all parts of the body.
They gather together and never disperse. Even if they branch off and disperse into various small meridians, they will eventually gather back to one place and enter the next layer of meridian network again. The young man's body was swept away like a siege, sweeping away Shen Ke.
Swinging all the way like this, this special spiritual energy still shows no signs of decay, even after repairing so many meridians and hidden injuries, and finally flows back to the Dantian.
After completing a procedure, Ningxia instantly felt relaxed. Her aching muscles and heavy body immediately felt much better, giving her the feeling of being relieved of her serious illness.
It's just that the reason why Bai Zhuan Dan is called Bai Zhuan is that it requires Bai Zhuan to be considered a complete "treatment course". Now was the first turn. Ningxia sighed without leaving a trace. The night was long and she still had to be busy.
Come! It's over soon. You have to watch the ending no matter what, just watch it for Zhonghuan, and then leave here without any worries, never to come back again.
Thinking of this, Ningxia's heart relaxed slightly, and she began to concentrate on using her spiritual power to repair her spiritual veins and strive to recover as soon as possible. Since her seat has been set up in the big drama, she has to catch up with the feast.
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"Ning...huh?" Wolf returned three times and was about to explain something to Ning Xia, but found something wrong with the inner room where Ning Xia was temporarily staying.
His palm suddenly paused, and then lightly touched the door panel. A flexible spiritual power was resisting, seeming to repel his spiritual power. Lang San didn't dare to move too much for fear of irritating the spiritual shield, so he only touched it cautiously and quickly withdrew it.
There was a look of surprise and helplessness on Lang San's face, which seemed both expected and unexpected. He turned around and said to a strange young man behind him: "It seems you don't have to worry anymore."
They knew that Ningxia had a good background, and this was Wolf Five's excuse. It's just that Ningxia usually doesn't show off. Except for his great cultivation, he doesn't show anything else, and he doesn't show any arrogance.
Only now did Lang San realize that what Xiao Wu said was true. The background of this fellow Daoist Ning should be really impressive.
As soon as he touched the door, Lang San noticed that there was an unfamiliar layer of spiritual energy separating the inner room. It was so powerful that he didn't dare to touch it easily. I am afraid that the spiritual shield will be regarded as an intrusive enemy and the backlash will never be pleasant.
And with just that touch, Lang San felt a pressure on his soul, coming from the maker of the spiritual shield, as if looking down at him from above, telling him not to dare to act rashly.
This was just an attached spiritual pressure, but it made him extremely fearful, which showed how powerful this protection was. With such a spiritual creature for self-defense, Ningxia will probably be safe this time.
It seemed that the special guards assigned to her this time were of no use.
"Then... Master Lang San, what should we do?" Lang San's sudden words immediately confused the young man behind him.
When the sword competition opened, he and his team were stationed at Tanlangmai and did not go to the venue for duty.
Suddenly there was an order from above for them to guard a certain courtyard, so they naturally followed Lang San, but who would have expected that they would be waiting for such an unclear statement.
"Hahaha, I'm just talking, I don't mean that. How can you be serious? Just stay here. Don't disturb the people in the room if you have nothing to do, and don't touch the room easily. If there is any movement, just send someone to report it. ”
The young man nodded in agreement. He immediately arranged for his disciples to station themselves around the courtyard, leaving no one behind.
