My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

It wasn't until Lu Yuansheng in the formation passed the calamity successfully, and the two had a chat with each other.

Seeing that Lu Zijia was relaxed, the fifth elder knew that the people in the formation had successfully survived the calamity and advanced to the early stage of Mahayana.

Therefore, he officially mentioned the business at this time, "Master Alchemist, I have an old friend who wants to ask for a few Pocheng Pills, do you have any remaining Pocheng Pills in your hand?

In addition to the spirit stone, I can also exchange it with you with a heaven-level spirit plant. "

The old friend in the mouth of the five elders is actually the first elder.

It's not that the first elder has not spoken to the second elder, but the second elder has many excuses to practice Tai Chi every time, but he is not willing to give it to the first elder who always protects Jing Wei's aunt and nephew, intentionally or not.

In desperation, the Great Elder could only ask him.

Originally, he thought to see if he could get in touch with the alchemist in a few days, but he didn't expect to meet him unexpectedly today.

"Pocheng Dan..."

Lu Zijia gave the two pots of Pocheng Pill refined to his old father, and he did not know if his old father had finished taking it.

Of course, her hesitant appearance was embarrassing in the eyes of the Fifth Elder.

So he hurriedly said, "If the alchemist master doesn't have the Pocheng Pill in his hand, forget it, and it's also my old friend who missed it."

Although they said they were friends with this alchemist, the fifth elder knew very well that they had only met twice, and their friendship was not deep at all.

Before he opened his mouth, he was ready to be rejected by Lu Zijia.

After all, the Pocheng Pill is more rare than other heaven-level pills, so how can it be given easily.

Unexpectedly, the alchemist didn't seem to be in trouble as he thought.

"The five elders misunderstood. Lu had only refined two pots of broken Chengdan a few years ago, and both of them were given to Lu's father to be promoted to Mahayana. I don't know if there are any left, so I'll take a look first."

Having said that, Lu Zijia stood up and entered the formation.

Lu Zijia didn't say anything to disturb the old father when he saw the old father's cultivation by the bath.

After finding the two jade bottles with broken Cheng Dan beside the old father, she stretched out her slender and fair hands, and the two jade bottles instantly reached her hands, and then quietly left the formation as if they were coming in.

What Lu Zijia didn't know was that after she walked out of the formation, Lu Yuansheng's brows trembled slightly when he closed his eyes and stabilized his cultivation.

That facial expression, it seems a little guilty?

Outside the array.

Lu Zijia opened the two jade bottles together, only to see that one of the jade bottles was empty.

In the other jade bottle, there are still three Pocheng Pills left.

Lu Zijia made a total of 16 Pocheng Pills, and now there are only three Pocheng Pills left, which means that the old father took thirteen Pocheng Pills to successfully advance.

Thirteen...

Lu Zijia inexplicably felt that his old father's talent and aptitude were not too good?

But no matter how bad the old father's talent and aptitude are, he should be no better than her, who is a waste of material and spiritual roots.

The old father had to use thirteen Pocheng Pills to advance smoothly, so wouldn't she have to double it?

Maybe even quadruple?

Thinking of the terrifying number of medicinal pills, Lu Zijia felt a sense of dizziness.

Ma Dan, I feel like I can eat so many medicinal herbs!

"There are three left, is that enough?"

Lu Zijia restrained his sadness and threw the jade bottle in his hand to the fifth elder at will.

The fifth elder quickly caught it and said, "Enough is enough, thank you Alchemy Master."