Chapter 200: Zilan

Two hours later!

Elixir refining completed!

He Pingsheng took a deep breath.

Elixir refining failed, but fortunately, it became a batch of waste elixirs, and the furnace didn't blow up.

It's good that the furnace didn't blow up.

A batch of waste elixirs can be strengthened!

That night, He Pingsheng secretly took out the Treasure-Gathering Basin and put twelve waste elixirs into the Treasure-Gathering Basin.

And put the Treasure-Gathering Basin into the hundred-treasure bag.

Moonlight was like water, moonlight condensed.

One hour after putting it into the Treasure-Gathering Basin, the twelve waste elixirs became twenty-four.

Another hour passed, and the twenty-four waste elixirs all became low-tier.

He Pingsheng took out twelve, and the remaining twelve continued to be strengthened.

Early the next morning, he obtained twelve top-tier 【Soul-Returning Pills】 and twelve low-tier Soul-Returning Pills.

He Pingsheng slept, and it was almost noon when he slowly walked downstairs with the twelve low-tier 【Soul-Returning Pills】.

On the first floor, two people were sitting.

He Pingsheng's pupils shrank slightly.

Isn't it just Zixian?

At this moment, beside Zixian, there was also a pale-faced cyan-clothed girl, whose face was as white as frost; at a glance, one would think she was a zombie!

However, she looked quite pleasing to the eye, provided one ignored the zombie-like skin.

Of course, He Pingsheng could also understand; spiritual sense injured, pale face is normal.

"Fellow Daoist He, how is it?"

Seeing He Pingsheng, Daoist Zixian stood up for the first time, asking with expectation and anxiety: "Refined... how was it refined?"

Taking the opportunity, the cyan-clothed girl also looked at He Pingsheng a few times.

Zixian hurriedly said: "I really couldn't rest assured about my sister, so I picked her up together, Fellow Daoist He, you don't mind, right!"

He Pingsheng shook his head and said: "It's okay!"

"Not failing the trust, refined!"

"Really?" Daoist Zixian was so excited he almost jumped up, "Fellow Daoist He, did you really refine it?"

He couldn't believe his ears.

He Pingsheng nodded: "Refined... but, they are all low-tier!"

"Enough, enough, enough..." He took a jade bottle from He Pingsheng's hand, opened it, and saw that it was indeed filled with twelve low-tier Soul-Returning Pills, so he took one and immediately gave it to his sister.

"Ah..." After the woman took the Soul-Returning Pill, she instantly felt a surging power repairing her spiritual sense, and she couldn't help but make a sound because of the pain.

He Pingsheng said: "Don't be excited, take it slow!"

Daoist Zixian had an apologetic expression; "Fellow Daoist He, my sister's situation... sigh..."

"It's okay!" He Pingsheng waved his hand and said: "If it's inconvenient for you to leave, just close the door here and recover for a while; I estimate that at most two elixirs, and in a few days, this spiritual sense will be healed!"

After speaking, He Pingsheng returned to the third floor.

The first floor was temporarily left to the Zixian brother and sister.

After returning to the third floor, He Pingsheng continued to refine the 【Gold-Patterned Cloud-Stepping Boots】.

A few days later, He Pingsheng refined three layers of restrictions on the Gold-Patterned Cloud-Stepping Boots, and the Zixian brother and sister downstairs also sent a message that they were leaving.

He Pingsheng walked downstairs.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist He!" Zixian said happily: "My sister's spiritual sense has completely recovered!"

"This junior thanks you for saving me, Fellow Daoist!" The cyan-clothed woman bowed to He Pingsheng.

She is at the twelfth-layer Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage, just one step away from entering the Golden Core realm.

At this moment, the paleness on her face was removed, revealing rosy skin, making her look even more pure and pleasant.

He Pingsheng said: "You're welcome, you don't need to thank me; you gathered the materials yourselves, I helped you refine elixirs, and it's not like there was no reward!"

"Although that's the case, I still thank you, Fellow Daoist!" The woman said: "I am Zilan, Fellow Daoist He can call me by my name directly in the future!"

"Okay!" He Pingsheng said: "Fellow Daoist Zilan, I want to ask, what kind of magic treasure injured your spiritual sense?"

Zilan said: "It's not a magic treasure, it's a top-tier spirit artifact, very evil!"

"Hmm... how to say it, it's a red rattle-drum!"

Good heavens!

He Pingsheng's heart jumped: Damn it, isn't it the one I sold?

Back at the trading society, He Pingsheng used a rattle-drum and ten drops of Golden Bee Holy Paste to exchange for an Earth Origin Armor, and the person who traded was a middle-aged Golden Core cultivator.

Could it be that the middle-aged man gave the rattle-drum to his junior after getting it?

If so, it's really possible!

"This spirit artifact is too evil!" Zilan continued: "That person was originally ranked over two hundred, but now he has relied on this thing to reach the top fifty in one breath!"

"Sigh... it's also my fault for being careless!"

"Oh..." He Pingsheng said: "Understood, now that your spiritual sense has recovered, be careful when you meet him again in the future!"

"Many thanks!" Zilan waved her jade hand and handed the cyan jade bottle to He Pingsheng, saying: "A total of twelve elixirs, I ate two, according to the agreement between you and my brother, the remaining ten should belong to you, Fellow Daoist!"

"Hmm!" He Pingsheng didn't be polite and took the remaining ten.

Strengthen these things, and make them all top-tier.

It would be first-class popular stuff to auction them later or trade them at the trading society.

"Fellow Daoist He..." Zilan looked at He Pingsheng and asked in a low voice: "Do you know about the God General Mountain?"

He Pingsheng nodded: "I've heard of it!"

"Hmm!" Zilan continued: "Do you plan to go see it, Fellow Daoist? I heard there are quite a few good things in the God General Mountain; if you can enter it, you might be able to obtain some heavenly materials and earthly treasures to break through bottlenecks!"

"Even if you can't get this kind of heaven-defying thing, you can go to the peak of the God General Mountain to receive that supreme spear intent!"

"This is something left by the founding God General!"

He Pingsheng smiled bitterly and said: "No... Fellow Daoist Zilan, my cultivation is low, it's better not to go!"

"Ah?" Zilan was a bit confused: others are breaking their heads to go, why don't you go?

"Is it because you don't have a quota?"

"It doesn't matter, if you don't have a quota, I'll..."

"Cough..." Before Zilan finished speaking, Zixian beside her hurriedly coughed to remind Zilan.

Zilan didn't continue.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward.

He Pingsheng said: "Actually, I have a quota... I have a good friend, his name is Wang Dun!"

"He gave me a quota, but I'm not interested in that place, so I don't plan to go!"

"Hehehe..."

He Pingsheng eased the awkwardness of everyone.

"Alright!" Zixian bowed and said: "Fellow Daoist He, we will meet again in the future..."

"Hmm!" He Pingsheng nodded and watched the two leave.

When they reached the door, Zilan turned her head, looking like she wanted to say something, but in the end, she still didn't say anything and was pulled away by her brother. ===== CHAPTER 201 =====