"Then how much do you want?" the purple figure returned to normal and asked silently.

"Take it all," Xuanmin Lion spoke loudly and said.

The purple figure shook his head, "Impossible."

"Then how many pills do you have in your hand?" Xuan Min asked.

"Not many, only seven are left," the purple figure replied.

"What?" Xuan Min jumped up and shouted, "Why is that so?"

"What does that mean?" The purple figure replied without hesitation, "Give each of you one, three pills. The three Golden Elders in the sect have taken up three more pills. The head of the sect has another one pill. How many pills do you think I can refine in these years?"

"Then take three more pills," Xuan Min also knew that it was unlikely to come all of them, and she could only settle for the second best.

"What do you want so much?" The purple thunder arc dissipated, revealing the man in the purple robe, and asked with a frown. It was Zixun.

"Of course it's for us. Could it be that you really want to leave this treasure to the guys in the sect? What's the use? Who can still read you? Let's leave them two meanings," Xuanmin educated.

"Yeah", Zixun frowned and thought for a moment. It was true that this is true. Over the years, there were only one of the monks in the sect and a group of her. As for those behind-the-scenes, who knew whom?

As soon as he reached out, Zixun took out three more purple gold thunder balls and threw them to Xuanmin.

Xuanmin smiled happily, waved her sleeves and accepted them all. The method of collecting items in her sleeves was so perfect that it seemed that she had done a lot of this.

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"I'll go," Xuan Min looked at the humanoid creature in front of her, who was dark and emitting a scent of disgusting smell, and was sitting in the lightning, "Is this Ruozhi?"

"Yes", Zixun, who had already returned to a purple figure, snorted coldly.

"Why are there so many impurities?" Xuanmin quietly asked Zi Xun beside him.

"The qualifications are very bad," Zixun said silently, "I originally thought that I had been soaking in your spiritual water for ten years, and no matter what, I had to wash it, but now it seems that even in my thunder pool, it is still far from it."

"Yeah", Xuanmin nodded. It's true. Generally speaking, after completing the foundation building, the cultivator's physique can maintain a relatively pure state, and will no longer be as "filthy" as a mortal.

Generally speaking, foundation building is also called 100-day foundation building. It means that people with moderate qualifications only need a few hundred days to build the foundation. Although what is said is just ordinary medicine to clean the foundation building, it is not as good as the method of spiritual foundation building, but the time spent is too much. To blame it, it is just that the qualification is too low.

"In my opinion, the ordinary thunder in the Thunder Pool has little effect on it, but if it is replaced with a higher level of lightning, it is not something his body can withstand. You have figured out what to do," Zi Xun said.

"What else can I do? Isn't this still thirty years left? Then I will take him to the other sisters to practice." Xuan Min was very open-minded.

"Ha", Zixun seemed to sneer and ignored Xuan Min. It was also a small matter that could build a foundation in a hundred days. It took a long time for a total of twenty years, seventy-three times, but it would take another thirty years, hundreds of times. I really don't know which fool would do such a thing.

Xuan Min naturally understood what Zixun was thinking. Isn’t this the deepest thought in her heart? With these decades of time, not to mention anything else, she could train a good-qualified disciple from a mortal to a cultivator in the Void Spirit Stage. The master’s approach is really unwise from a rational point of view, but from her personal emotions, she is a little unwilling to accept it. After all, the person in front of her is "special".

"Oh," Xuanmin sighed slightly in her heart, with a faint disappointment, a little helplessness, and a little hope.

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Ruozhi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, had just woken up from a day's routine meditation and saw the two people standing in the air at a glance, especially Xuan Min, who had not seen for a long time, so he could only smile awkwardly. He wanted to hide, but unfortunately, there was nowhere to hide on the bare black stone on the top of the mountain.

Xuan Min flashed, flashed directly from mid-air to Ruozhi's side, and started to circumvent him, watching and twitching his mouth.

"It's not bad, I've made progress and I can meditate in the sky thunder for so long." Xuan Min directly patted Ruozhi's exposed shoulders and said with a smile.

With a light crackling sound, Zi Xun in the air could no longer see Xuan Min's serious nonsense, so she directly used the thunder escape technique and left.

"Hey, why are you running so urgently? You are still waiting for me to come to thank you. Let me tell you, although you teach well, don't be proud. Pride makes people..." Xuan Min shouted at the purple figure who was leaving, and naturally no one paid attention to her.

"Let's go", as Xuan Min pulled it up and still sat cross-legged on the ground, a little stunned.

"This..." Ruozhi came to his senses and looked awkwardly at the slippery and unpleasant thing on his body on the corner of Xuan Min's clothes.

"It's okay," Xuan Min waved her hand and said indifferently, "It's just a little impurities on her body." As she said that, she held Ruozhi's arm and hugged him tightly. A blue light flashed and soared into the sky.

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With a crackling sound, the purple figure reappeared, but saw the blue light wrapping Xuan Min, and Ruozhi gradually faded away.

Looking back on the past ten years, especially in the first few years, Ruozhi was struck by lightning every day as a dead dog, but refused to beg for mercy when he died, Zixun seemed to understand a little why Xuan Min wanted to talk so seriously.

Yes, some people are destined to be unable to enter the Tao to practice, but what can this happen? There are many people who cannot enter the Tao and are not their own disciples, so why bother to care too much?

The spiritual sense came out to listen to the disciple who was going out to do business. The world below seemed very chaotic, and this person seemed to be from the world below.

I don’t know why Mu Qing brought back a person from the lower realm. His body of death, murderous intent, and cause and effect made him feel very uncomfortable. Who is this person?

.........

For a moment, various thoughts came one after another.

After a moment of silence, purple lightning broke out in Zixun's eyes, a black mist was struck by purple lightning, and a ghost cry disappeared without a trace.

This inner demon is really everywhere. Once the mind is lost, he wants to take advantage of the situation.

Although the metal-type thunder cultivator is powerful, his mental state is not as peaceful as the water system and the wood system, and he is most susceptible to inner demons.

A faint smell of fishy smell came, and Zixun frowned. At first glance, on the black stone on the top of the mountain, where Ruozhi meditated on weekdays, several black burnt-shaped objects were falling on the ground, emitting a faint smell of fishy smell.

With a wave of his hand, countless purple thunder and fire fell down, spreading across the mountain...

When it dispersed, it had returned to its original state. There was nothing else on the top of the mountain, only the dark and cold rocks.

Zixun nodded with satisfaction, and with a crackling sound, the purple figure merged back into the endless purple lightning pool.
Chapter completed!