Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighty-Ninth Seal Aunt One

"Pavilion Master, please cover." Feng Xingying blinked her eyes narrowly, entered the space in seconds, and went to practice!

It's not that Feng Xingying doesn't want to find opportunities to temper his spiritual skills, but it is because the Tongtian Ranking has not been updated in time, and Feng Xingying's description is still on the eighth-order Great Spiritualist.

The person who came to challenge her was naturally a great spiritual master.

There is no injustice or hatred, she is not interested in bullying people. She also has to enter the space to discuss with the master.

I am afraid that Su Changhe never dreamed that Feng Xingying had never made a king-level medicinal pill before, and today is the first show.

Feng Xingying has long known the requirements for refining a king-level medicinal pill, and has also analyzed it. The reason why a king-level medicinal pill requires a spirit king to refine is the biggest difficulty in condensing the pill.

And Feng Xingying used the simplest and most rude condensation to solve this difficulty, and then completed the feat of refining the king-level medicine in advance.

Back in the space, it was rare that Lihuang Tianzun actually praised Feng Xingying!

No, it's not to praise Xingying. Instead:

"You little apprentice has a good income, you actually have the innate wood spirit physique, and your talent is very high, which is very suitable for alchemy.

Even if she is slower than others in alchemy, as long as she can refine high-quality pills in the future, she will be stronger than any alchemist.

I recognize this apprentice. "

How does Feng Xingying feel that he is only fifteen years old and already middle-aged.

This time, Feng Xingying didn't dare to delay in the space for too long, and it was estimated that when it was time for dinner, she came out.

Yunxiang made the fish and rabbit meat that Feng Xingying and Qin Molin liked to eat respectively, and a table was considered a lot.

Qin Molin didn't do it himself, because Feng Xingying said, "I like men with heroic spirit. If you cook every day, you will lose your temperament."

Qin Molin knew that Feng Xingying didn't want him to waste too much time cooking, and agreed to her request.

After all, the little girl Yunxiang's cooking skills are really good, he can barely rest assured. If Yunxiang is not there, he must do it himself to be relieved.

At the dinner table, Qin Molin reluctantly glanced at Feng Xingying, who was swallowing jujube, and threw a gilded red post to her unhappy:

"You are really busy, all the posts have been delivered to our Tongtian Pavilion."

"Wow,

Is it a challenge again? Just lose it. "Feng Xingying opened his mouth without image, and the grains of rice touched the corners of his lips.

Qin Molin stretched out his articulated fingers and lightly touched Feng Xingying's lips.

The slightly hot temperature instantly turned Feng Xingying's little face red.

She lowered her head and ate obediently.

Seeing that Feng Xingying was so impatient, Qin Molin lost interest, rubbed his fingers from Feng Xingying's cheek again, and pushed back a few strands of her long hair, and said shamelessly:

"I know that Yunxiang's cooking skills are good, and there is no one to rob you here. Eat slowly and eat it all on your face."

"Well." Feng Xingying asked herself that eating is not ugly, she is just a person who pays attention to efficiency and doesn't like to waste too much time on eating, so she likes the rhythm of eating quickly.

But, definitely not gobbling it up.

She was just concentrating on speeding up, and the grain of rice just now was also brought on the sesame paw.

Sesame was reading the post for Feng Xingying and couldn't help exclaiming:

"Master, master, someone has taken advantage of you. There is an old palace maid who claims to be your aunt and wants to see you! It's in the palace of the bad prince and bad Nangong Yulian."

The bad prince was naturally talking about Yuwen Xilie, the prince of Tianyu Kingdom.

"She is indeed my aunt." Feng Xingying continued to concentrate on eating without raising her eyes.

It's just her voice that makes people feel another inexplicable sadness.