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

After sneering, He Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although there was a rule in Tianning Market that prohibited fighting, He Ling was not sure whether this rule could restrain the foundation-building cultivators of Xuanyuan Sect. After all, she had never heard that rules could restrain the people who made them. Fortunately, she had made preparations in advance and knew that Chu Changqing was not really thinking about his nephew, but was actually thinking about the jade talisman in his hand.

If Qing'er hadn't been there today, I'm afraid it would have been impossible to resolve the situation. Fortunately, Chu Changqing didn't really take action. Although Qing'er was a foundation-building spirit beast, the effect of the Soul-Retreating Pill had not worn off. If a real fight broke out, it would be okay against a Qi Refining Stage beast, but it would be much worse against a Foundation-Building Stage beast.

While thinking, He Ling walked towards the attic on the other side.

When I came to the hall, I saw Tuba gasping for breath and rubbing a spot on his chest, which was the place where he was injured by Chu Changqing before.

When Tuba saw He Ling, his face turned a little ugly. He lowered his head and called out, "Sister He Ling."

He Ling ignored him and sat on a chair beside him. "That's what I told you before."

Tuba didn't dare to say anything else and could only repeat what He Ling had said before.

"When that person comes, you just need to welcome him in respectfully. Don't do anything unnecessary."

"So how did you do it?"

Tuba lowered his head but did not respond.

He Ling didn't come here to criticize Tuba. Seeing that Tuba didn't say anything, he spoke directly.

"If you're not strong enough, you have to be polite to people like this. I'm not telling you to admit your mistake. In this world of immortal cultivation, fists are the ultimate truth. Remember today's humiliation, practice hard, and retaliate later."

"Understand?"

Tuba finally nodded, his face serious, "I understand, Sister He Ling."

He Ling raised her hand and produced two bottles of pills, placing them on the table. "Keep these healing pills. By the way, where is Tu Lu? Why can't I see her?"

Tuba replied, "There's been a shortage of pills in the shop recently, so I asked Tulu to refine another batch. She should still be in the alchemy room now."

"So that's how it is. That's not surprising." He Ling looked towards the side of the two attics. There was an octagonal stone room there. It was the place where He Ling specially made pills for Tu Luxiu. Alchemy required full concentration. Any disturbance would affect the quality of the pills. The octagonal stone room had a soundproofing effect. It was normal that Tu Lu couldn't hear the sound.

She nodded, walked to the door, and then said to Tuba, "By the way, I'm going to be in seclusion for a while. The time is uncertain. If anything happens in the shop during this time, first try not to get into conflict with others and wait for me to return."

"Okay, Sister He Ling."

After explaining everything to Tuba, He Ling returned to the room with the secret door.

"Xiaohong, you don't have to guard the door anymore. If there are other people or other things, just let Tubatulu push them away. I need to stay in seclusion for a while."

"Ying ying."

Returning to the underground field and sitting on the cushion, He Ling looked at his fair and delicate palms, then slowly exhaled.

"After all, his strength is still too weak." If she were a foundation-building cultivator, she wouldn't have to bother with Chu Changqing.

However, through this operation, she finally gained some time.

In the booklet written by He Ling, the items requested were numerous and there were hundreds of types. Although most of them were not rare, it would still take a lot of time to collect them.

As a foundation-building cultivator of Xuanyuan Sect, Chu Changqing must have his own job to do on weekdays. It is impossible for him to look for it himself. He must have asked his subordinates to look for it. The communication in the process will take a lot of time. It will take at least a year for him to collect all these things. He Ling is sure that he will not be able to do so.

In one year, He Ling will definitely be able to refine the foundation-building pill and advance to the foundation-building stage.

After these trivial matters passed through his mind, He Ling finally calmed down. He raised his hand and a small orange-yellow bead floated out. He Ling began to refine the foundation-building pill again.

Once this pill is refined, time flies.

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

Tu Lu has been practicing these days and is really bored. Suddenly, he thought that he hasn't seen Sister He Ling for a long time.

Suddenly, he had an idea and turned around and ran towards another attic.

I walked around the building, but found no one in sight.

Tu Lu was puzzled and muttered to herself, "Strange! Didn't Tuba and Xiao Hong say that Sister He Ling was in the house? Why can't I see her? And Xiao Hong isn't here either."

After searching around, I found Xiaohong in the kitchen.

Xiaohong was maintaining her illusionary appearance at the moment, holding a boning knife in one hand and slashing at the huge meat mountain on the table. Two white lights flashed, and the meat mountain immediately separated into bones and flesh. With two "pops", the meat mountain was split into three, and pieces of meat as big as rolling stones fell from the bones onto the table.

"Teacher Xiaohong, have you seen Sister He Ling?"

The red-haired girl subconsciously looked in the direction of a certain room, and then let out two "嘤嘤" sounds.

"Ah, okay."

"By the way, Teacher Xiaohong, I'm here to help too!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"No, Teacher Xiaohong, that was an accident."

"Yingyingyingyang!"

“That one too!”

Seeing Xiaohong was about to speak, Tulu became anxious, "Okay, Xiaohong, I won't come. Tsk, so stingy."

Xiaohong finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Tulu walk out of the kitchen door.

After the crisis was resolved, Xiaohong looked at the direction of the secret door room again, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

At this moment in the underground space, He Ling had a smile on her face, and a small alchemy furnace was placed in front of her.

There were five yellowish pills floating in the furnace. Looking closely, the pills seemed to be emitting a faint light.

This pill is different from other foundation-building pills. The whole pill body is light yellow with three or five dark brown lines on it, and there is no medicinal fragrance. He Ling is so close to the pill, but he can't smell any smell at all.

He Ling ignored the pill at first, but immediately used the object control technique to control the booklet of alchemy records she wrote to float in the air. She held the jade pen and wrote quickly. In less than half a minute, she had filled four full pages.

“I didn’t expect it would actually work.”

During the process of refining the elixir, He Ling suddenly had an idea: what would happen if he used the treasure spring on the already mature elixir?

You should know that although these spiritual herbs have been picked, their roots, stems and leaves are still there, and they are stored in special spiritual wood boxes to ensure the freshness of these spiritual herbs to the greatest extent.

So these spiritual medicines are all active. With the idea of giving it a try, He Ling took a spiritual medicine that was not rare. The water droplets with a green glow fell on the spiritual medicine, and he saw the water droplets immediately disappear on the stem of the spiritual medicine.

He Ling's eyes lit up, knowing that there was hope. He immediately prepared a batch of elixirs and dripped the precious spring water on these elixirs every day.

By the time most of these elixirs had aged by almost twenty years.

This pill, whose color and taste are completely different from the previous foundation-building pills, is the result.