Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

He Ling's face turned serious, and he didn't dare to play tricks on Yu Linglong anymore. He stood still obediently.

The white-robed monk walked up to everyone one by one and scanned everyone's face with his eyes. He had already used his spiritual sense to look at everyone's face before, but this time he was a little polite, but only a little.

"My master will come over to collect the spiritual herbs in a moment. You'd better check them out now. He won't wait for you to bring them out one by one." He glanced at the crowd and said, "You'd better behave yourself. If I find the numbers are wrong, you'll suffer."

After saying that, he raised his sleeves and stood in front of the crowd.

Everyone remained silent and began to count the spiritual medicines they had collected.

He Ling had already put most of the elixirs and magic weapons into another storage bag and let Qing'er swallow them. Qing'er's swallowing skills were very magical, as if they existed in another space. Except for Qing'er herself, no one else could detect it.

However, she still took out the storage bag and began to count and calculate everything.

After a while, the Jindan cultivator from Xuanyuan Sect frowned and returned to the crowd.

After asking several disciples who came out, He Ling vaguely heard that the Jindan cultivator was asking if they had seen the brother and sister who had led the group before.

Then he flashed away and went somewhere else.

When he came back, his brow was covered with dark clouds.

The disciples around him were all trembling with fear, fearing that they would accidentally anger their master.

The Jindan cultivator said something to his Foundation Establishment cultivator, then sighed and disappeared again, going somewhere else.

After a while, a foundation-building cultivator wearing a green crown came over.

The white-robed monk standing in front of He Ling and the others took the initiative to greet them. His attitude towards the green-crowned monk changed drastically and he became gentle all of a sudden.

"Brother Mi Changsen, why are you here? Wasn't it always our Grandmaster who came to collect the spiritual medicine in the past?"

Mi Changsen, who wore a green crown, was not very enthusiastic towards the white-robed monk. He just nodded and said, "Master, he has other important matters to attend to. I will temporarily collect the spiritual medicine on his behalf this time."

Then he looked past the white-robed monk and towards the crowd, "Put the elixirs in front of you. I'll collect them one by one."

As he said this, he walked over slowly.

When he arrived in front of the first cultivator, the cultivator was a little embarrassed and rummaged through his storage bag for a long time, but he only took out four or five spiritual medicines, and none of them were rare.

Mi Changsen frowned, raised his hand to put the elixir into the storage bag, and went to the next person.

As these people took out the elixirs, Mi Changsen's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Finally he arrived in front of He Ling, but he didn't look at He Ling. Instead, he turned to look at the white-robed monk.

"Chu Changqing, Junior Brother Chu, how did you choose the people? There are so many more people coming out this time than before, but why are the spiritual medicines so scarce? We're almost done with them, but we still have less than half of what we had last time!"

The white-robed monk Chu Changqing also had an ugly look on his face at this time. These people were selected based on the arena competition, not selected by him. Now Mi Changsen blamed him. However, a higher-ranking official can crush a lower-ranking official, and the other person was working under Master Yuan, so he could not afford to offend him.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and lower his head, not daring to make a sound.

A heavy breath blew out of Ya Changsen's nose, "Humph, it's really a hopeless case."

I didn't know who this was directed at, but I knew that no one present had a good look on their face.

Then he looked at He Ling, and his eyes lit up. Regardless of the types of spiritual medicines in this woman's hand, there were quite a few of them, more than thirty kinds of large and small, which formed a sharp contrast with the few plants of other people.

He Ling felt a little regretful at this time. She had previously checked the storage bags she had seized and found that other people's collections of spiritual medicines were mostly in the dozens, and hundreds were very common, so she thought that this was the norm for everyone.

Who would have thought that what He Ling seized were either disciples of the five major sects or storage bags from highway robbers? Who would dare to rob people without some skills? After seeing this so often over time, He Ling thought this was just everyone's normal behavior.

Unexpectedly, when she came out, she found that the other people were so disappointing. She took out almost 30 spiritual herbs at once, and immediately stood out among the group. You know, her original idea was not too much, not too little, just ordinary!

However, it was no use for He Ling to regret it now. If she hid the things back into the storage bag, the white-robed monk would definitely check everyone's storage bags. It would be a big trouble if she was found out. She had no choice but to take out all the elixirs in the storage bag.

Mi Changsen pointed at the spiritual medicines in He Ling's hand, and then he found that there were more than ten kinds, and 80% of them were rare spiritual medicines.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud, and looked at the woman in front of him with increasing satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad."

"Junior Brother Changqing, who is this person?"

Chu Changqing quickly stood in front of He Ling, but he was in trouble the next moment. He had no idea what this person's name was. He had almost forgotten even the faces of these people. He just looked at them again.

"Senior, my name is He Ling." Seeing Chu Changqing remained silent, He Ling immediately took the initiative to answer.

"He Ling?" He smacked his lips and said indifferently.

"Well, you are quite good. The number and variety of spiritual medicines you have are already better than those of half of the outer disciples. Compared to those casual cultivators in the past, no one can match you."

"Tell me the truth, how did you get these elixirs?"

He Ling sighed in her heart, she knew that things would not be that easy.

Fortunately, He Ling had guessed this situation long ago and had already rehearsed his words in his mind.

She first bowed to Ya Nagamori, and then spoke.

"Senior, I have a poor spiritual root, and I have known this for a long time. Being able to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi training is already the limit. Without the foundation building pill, there is no hope of building a foundation in this lifetime. I don't want to turn into a pile of dry bones in a hundred years. Therefore, I have been making this trip to Tianduan Mountain with a plan in mind. If I can't obtain the spiritual medicine for refining the foundation building pill, I might as well die in Tianduan Mountain."

"I don't want to deceive you about these spiritual herbs. Half of them were picked by me, and the other half were obtained from the storage bags of other cultivators I killed."

Mi Changsen murmured, "Is that so?", but there was still a hint of doubt in his eyes, "Show me the spiritual weapon you are using."

He Ling had anticipated this situation long ago. He took a look at the storage bag and saw three or two spiritual weapons floating out.

A top-grade spiritual weapon shield, a top-grade spiritual weapon bead, and a top-grade spiritual weapon sword.