Painting of the Nine Immortals

Chapter 1737 1 Glass of Water

"Dali, if you are disobedient, don't blame me for using the power of the contract!"

Qing Wan gritted her teeth and finally calmed down.

"Whatever, just be happy." Ling Xian said lazily.

During this period of time, he had thoroughly studied the contract, and found that although he could not cancel it, Qing Wan could not use the power of the contract to hurt him.

After all, he is not a primordial beast, and the contract can at most make him inseparable from Qingwan.

"Dali, you forced me!"

Qing Wan stomped her feet in anger, and the strange patterns reappeared between the jade hands and the seal, which swayed the invisible shackles on Ling Xian's soul.

Under normal circumstances, Ling Xian must be heartbroken at this moment, and the pain is unbearable.

But he is not a primordial beast, and the contract can only make him unable to leave Qingwan too far to cause harm to him.

Therefore, the old god Ling Xian was lying on the bed, nothing happened.

This made Qing Wan stunned, and the pretty face was full of incredible.

In the face of the contract, no matter how powerful the Primordial Spirit Beast is, there is no way to resist. It is no exaggeration to say that with a single thought, the Primordial Spirit Beast can be killed.

However, Ling Xian acted like a normal person, how could Qing Wan not be shaken by this?

"The contract can indeed restrain me, but it can't hurt me."

"In other words, you can't order me either."

Ling Xian didn't lift his eyelids, and said lazily, "Hurry up and disappear in front of me while I'm not on fire now."

"Are you on fire? What fire are you on?"

"In order to save you, the patriarch gave up the life-saving things, and the clansmen served you delicious food and drink. What qualifications do you have?"

The fine night was frizzy, and the more I talked, the more excited I became, and my face flushed red.

"Why can't I be on fire?"

"I am a living person, and somehow I have become your summoned beast. Once I leave you for more than ten miles, I will be in pain. Why can't I be angry?"

"It sounds nice,

You have the grace to save my life, it's nasty to say, you are taking advantage of others' danger! "

Ling Xian was also angry, and lost his freedom inexplicably. Who wouldn't be angry if he changed it?

He has been able to endure until now, and he has not troubled the Wuqing tribe, which is already benevolent.

"I…"

It was a stagnant night, speechless.

Ling Xian is right, she does have the suspicion of taking advantage of others' danger, and to put it more bluntly, she forcibly concluded a contract with Ling Xian, limiting his freedom.

Therefore, Qing Wan had nothing to say, and the circles of her eyes gradually turned red.

"A stupid account."

Ling Xian sighed softly, he has accumulated a lot of anger these days, otherwise, he would not be angry with a little girl.

"It was me who was wrong."

In the clear night, the circles of the eyes are red, and the tears fall down without money.

This made Ling Xian helpless and said: "Okay, don't cry, talk about the patriarch, he really gave me the life-saving thing?"

"Is this still fake?"

Qing Wan glared at Ling Xian and said, "At that time, you were seriously injured in a coma and were on the verge of death. If the patriarch didn't take out the life-saving thing, you would have died long ago."

Hearing this, Ling Xian fell silent.

He didn't know about this, but now he heard Qing Wan say that he realized that he owed a favor.

Although the motive of the patriarch was impure, no matter what, he saved his life.

"The patriarch was injured in the early years, leaving behind a dark disease. The spiritual medicine that saved you is the main medicine for the treatment of dark disease."

"Without it, the patriarch can live for up to three years."

Qing Ye sighed, tears falling again.

"What is this called?"

Ling Xian was helpless. After pondering for a while, he said, "Forget it, pay back the kindness first."

Hearing this, Qing Wan was startled, not knowing why.

"I have a way to cure the patriarch's dark disease, you go and call him over."

Ling Xian sighed, he didn't know what the secret disease of the patriarch was, but he understood his ability and was confident to cure it.

"Do you have a solution?" Qing Wan's beautiful eyes lit up, but she was also a little suspicious.

"You'll know after you try it." Ling Xian said lightly, "Hurry up before I change my mind."

"What are you pulling, I have never seen a primordial beast like you."

Qing Wan pouted, but made two steps in three steps, and hurriedly went to find the patriarch.

After a while, Qing Wan returned, and with her, there was a pale old man.

It is the patriarch of the Wuqing tribe.

He took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Listen to Qing Wan, can you cure me?"

"Let me see the injury."

Ling Xian's brows were bright, and he glanced at the old man with a soul. Now, there is a mana evolution nail in his heart.

It pierced into the heart, unleashing destructive power incessantly, tormenting the old man.

"Interesting, it seems that the purpose of the person who attacked you is not to kill you, but to torture you." Ling Xian said lightly.

"Yes, his purpose is to make me unable to cultivate with peace of mind and suffer."

A look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he was also looking forward to it, and said, "Do you have a way to cure it?"

"Simple,"

Ling Xian's expression was calm, and the person who planted this nail was only in the Nascent Soul stage, and with his cultivation, it was easy to get rid of it.

However, if you want the old man to recover his energy, it is best to use medicinal herbs.

Immediately, he pondered for a moment, and took out a second-grade divine elixir that Dan Zu personally refined.

The effect of this pill is amazing, it can not only heal wounds, but also increase longevity. It is a rare treasure pill.

Seeing Ling Xian taking out a magical elixir, the old man was immediately excited, and so was Qing Wan.

Although I don't know what kind of pill it is, its splendor and fragrance all show its extraordinaryness.

"Go get a basin of water." Ling Xian looked at Qingwan.

"What water?" Qing Wan said something nonsense because of this divine pill.

"Any kind of water will do. I don't mind the foot-washing water. It's for him anyway. You can decide." Ling Xian said lightly.

"Damn guy."

Qing Wan glared at Ling Xian and turned to fetch water.

After a few breaths, she held a basin of clear water and placed it in front of Ling Xian.

Seeing this, Ling Xian took the divine pill and dipped it in water, then put it back into the storage bag.

"Okay, pour him a drink."

"Dali, what do you mean, are you playing with me on purpose?" Qing Wan was angry.

The old man was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

If it is a complete magic pill, he believes that he can definitely cure himself, but what does a glass of water mean?

Just touch it like that, can it be cured? What a joke!

"I'm too lazy to play with you."

Ling Xian glanced at Qing Wan lightly and said, "Believe it or not, I'm going to sleep."

"Strong!" Qing Wan's teeth itch with hatred.

"Remember, don't give him a bowl of water, it's too wasteful, give everyone a drink." Ling Xian closed his eyes and said no more.

This made Qing Wan grit her teeth and planned to kick Ling Xian a few times, but was stopped by the old man.

"I don't believe it either, but, you have to try."

The old man smiled and said, "After trying it, if it doesn't work, then kick him again."

With that, he scooped a glass of water and drank it.

In the next instant, something incredible happened.

I saw that his head turned extremely black, and his momentum gradually became stronger, and in an instant, he was alive and full of energy.

This made the old man look sluggish, as if struck by lightning, and stood still.

Qing Wan also widened her eyes, and her pretty face was full of incredible.

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