"Brother Song, tell us quickly, how did you kill the Blood-winged Demon General." Ren Qiuming stared at the demon pill in Song Li's hand for a long time, then he reluctantly turned his gaze away and asked Song Li.

The blood-winged demon general has the strength of a strong man with a fifth level of cultivation in the human Lingtan Realm, and his demon pill is naturally very precious. Of course, this demon pill should be Song Li's object in Song Li's hands. Even if Ren Qiuming is jealous, it is useless. Compared with this demon pill, Ren Qiuming wants to know more about how Song Li killed the Blood-winged demon general. After all, a strong man like the Blood-winged demon general, even if he is a strong man at the peak of the Lingtan Realm, it is not easy to kill him.

Hearing Ren Qiuming's words, Gu Tong and others also looked at Song Li with anticipation. The highest cultivation level of these people is only the peak of the Lingxi Realm. For them, the strong demon generals are simply invincible existences.

Although they could not see the excitement scene of Song Li killing the Blood-Winged Demon General with their own eyes, if they could tell the scene from Song Li and let them listen to what they heard, they would be very excited.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were gathered on him, Song Li first put the demon pill of the Blood-Winged Demon General into the storage bag, and then he spoke: "In fact, when killing the Blood-Winged Demon General, it was not as you imagined. What a fierce battle broke out. When the Blood-Winged Demon General escaped, he was seriously injured. I chased him for more than three hours and he was exhausted. In addition, I had been using pills to regulate the injuries in my body on the road, so I killed him without much effort."

Song Li's understatement actually means that he does not want to expose too much strength in front of Gu Tong and others. This is not to say that Song Li does not trust Gu Tong and others, but he and Gu Tong and others have just met for a while, and there are many things, and there is no need to let them know.

When he saw Song Li unwilling to say more, Gu Tong and others naturally didn't ask much. Song Li looked around and asked Gu Tong, "Why didn't you see Chen Qiuhong and the others? Where did they go?"

"After the battle, Miss Chen took Miss Su with her to heal the injured disciples of the Iron Corpse Sect. I advised her several times to ask her to take a rest first, but Miss Chen just didn't want to rest. I guess she should still be healing the disciples of the Iron Corpse Sect now."

When he heard Song Li ask about Chen Qiuhong, Gu Tong said embarrassedly. Logically, Song Li and the others helped this time. After the battle, he should settle down Chen Qiuhong to rest. However, after Chen Qiuhong, who came out of Xuandan Sect, saw the injured disciples of the Iron Corpse Sect, he immediately asked Gu Tong to take out the medicinal materials from the resident and began to help those disciples to treat their injuries.

Gu Tong did go to persuade Chen Qiuhong more than once, hoping that Chen Qiuhong could take a break, but Chen Qiuhong didn't listen at all. Chen Qiuhong's attitude was firm, so Gu Tong was naturally not willing to force him. In addition, Chen Qiuhong's ability to deal with injuries was indeed much better than those disciples of the Iron Corpse Sect, so Gu Tong did not stop Chen Qiuhong.

"The war has just ended, so Brother Gu must have a lot of things to deal with. Song won't stay and disturb me. I'll go and see Qiu Hong and the others first." Song Li knew what Chen Qiu Hong's temperament was, so he nodded slightly, then stood up and stood up.

This time, the Iron Corpse Sect lost many disciples, and Gu Tong did have many things to deal with. When he saw Song Li leaving, Gu Tong did not force him to stay, so he sent Song Li out of the door with Zhuang Shilong and others.

Ren Qiuming followed Song Li and walked out of the courtyard where Gu Tong lived. Ren Qiuming smiled and said, "Brother Song, look, if you didn't follow me to Xuanyinjian this time, you wouldn't have gotten treasures like the Blood Winged Demon General Demon Pill. You have gained such a great harvest, I wonder if I can let me drink the soup too?"

"What do you mean is that you want me to take out the demon pill and let you lick it?" Song Li raised his eyebrows and asked with a chuckling.

"Can you be more serious? I'm telling you the serious business. I know that this demon pill will definitely not have my share. I just hope you can help me refine a pill that can improve my cultivation. Of course, I will prepare the medicinal materials used in the pill myself, and you just need to help me refine it."

Ren Qiuming was burnt and tender when Song Li said that Lei was sore and tender inside, but he still said what he wanted to say with a thick face.

"With your current cultivation level, if you want to break through to the peak of Lingxi Realm with elixirs, the medicinal materials needed to refine elixirs are extremely precious. Even if I give you a prescription, you probably won't be able to get all these medicinal materials in just a few years. As long as you calm down, you can break through to the peak of Lingxi Realm in these few years. Why do you still think about using elixirs to improve your cultivation level?"

Hearing Ren Qiuming's words, Song Li's face slightly darkened and he asked. With the help of elixirs to improve his cultivation, although it can improve his cultivation rapidly, but the path of cultivation is always gradual. Relying on external forces to improve his cultivation will leave many hidden dangers for future cultivation.

After spending some time with Ren Qiuming, Song Li has treated him as a friend, so Song Li does not want Ren Qiuming to think about how to take advantage of his mistakes all day long, and delays his normal practice.

"I don't want to take this to make the pill myself. Oh, I can't explain it clearly in one sentence. In short, I just want to ask you to help me refine a pill with a level of cultivation in Lingxi Realm. After taking it, I will take the pill that can improve my cultivation."

Seeing that Song Li misunderstood his meaning, Ren Qiuming hurriedly defended himself. He asked Song Li to help refine the pills because he knew that the pills Song Li refined were much more effective than the ordinary Holy Master Wuwai. He was a personal disciple of the leader of the Hehuan Sect, so he naturally would not think about relying on the pills to force his cultivation. This time, he asked Song Li to refine the pills, and he wanted to give the pills to others for taking. However, the matter in between was a bit complicated, and Ren Qiuming couldn't explain it clearly for a while.

"Your pill is not meant to take it to your woman?" Seeing Ren Qiuming's somewhat panicked look, Song Li asked with a smile.

"Why do you care about so much? Just say you agree or not!" Ren Qiuming's face turned red and he said angrily.

This was the first time that Song Li saw Ren Qiuming like this, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny. After knowing Ren Qiuming for so long, this was the first time Ren Qiuming asked him to do something, and this matter was not a big deal. Song Li nodded and agreed.

While the two of them were talking, they had already arrived at the backyard. After the war, all the injured Iron Corpse disciples were sent here. As soon as they entered the backyard, Song Li saw Chen Qiuhong who was applying wound medicine to an Iron Corpse disciple.

At this time, a layer of sweat appeared on Chen Qiuhong's forehead. Su Yao squatted behind Chen Qiuhong, holding a medicine box full of pills in front of her. Chen Qiuhong took out a pill and put it in his palm, crushed the pills with force, and evenly sprinkled the powder on the wound of the Iron Corpse Sect disciple. Not long after, the wound of the Iron Corpse Sect disciple had stopped bleeding.

Seeing Chen Qiuhong seemingly tired, Song Li quickly walked to Chen Qiuhong. Just as Chen Qiuhong was planning to help another Iron Corpse disciple treat the wound, Song Li gently took the pill she had just taken out from Chen Qiuhong's hand.

"Brother Song, are you back?" Chen Qiuhong was very surprised when he suddenly saw Song Li. Although the blood-winged demon general was already severely injured when Song Li went to chase and kill the Blood-winged demon general, Chen Qiuhong was still very worried when he hadn't seen Song Li come back for such a long time.

Now that Song Li has returned without any damage, the big stone in Chen Qiuhong's heart has finally fallen to the ground. As long as Song Li can come back safely, it is more important to her than anything else.

"You take a rest first and let me do it." Song Li gently patted Chen Qiuhong's back of his hand, and with a slight force on his palm, the pill turned into powder and sprinkled on the wound of another disciple of the Iron Corpse Sect.

"Brother Song, let me do this kind of thing." Chen Qiuhong couldn't help but say as Song Li helped the disciple of the Iron Corpse Sect to treat the wound. Although she really felt a little tired now, she was unwilling to let Song Li do the work of helping the disciple of the Iron Corpse Sect to heal her wounds.

"Don't worry, no matter what, I am the Saint Master of the Fog. Are you still afraid that I can't handle the injuries of these people? Have a good rest. If I get tired later, you can help others deal with it." Seeing Song Li say this, Chen Qiuhong couldn't say anything else. He stood up sweetly in his heart and walked towards an open space next to him.

Song Li turned his head and looked at Su Yao on the side and said, "Put down the medicine box and go to rest with Qiu Hong."

Su Yao naturally would not refute Song Li's words. After putting down the medicine box obediently, she followed Chen Qiuhong and walked to the open space and sat down.

"Senior Brother Song Song, how can you trouble you to take action with this little injury? Just give me the elixir, I can deal with it myself." The disciple of the Iron Corpse Sect said flatteredly when he saw Song Li personally helping him with the wound.

In the previous battle, Song Li showed more strength than Gu Tong and others. How could this disciple of the Iron Corpse Sect have the nerve to ask Song Li to help him deal with the wounds on his body? As he said that, the disciple of the Iron Corpse Sect was going to capture the pills that Song Li had just taken out, but before he could catch the pills, Song Li gently pressed his arm down.

"Your injuries are not light, so it's better not to move around." Song Li smiled at the disciple of the Iron Corpse Sect, divided the pill into two, half of which was pinched into powder and applied to the man's wound. The other half of the pill was fed to the mouth of the disciple of the Iron Corpse Sect.

Chen Qiuhong, who was sitting aside, looked at Song Li helping the disciples of the Iron Corpse Sect to deal with the wounds, and his eyes became softer. Song Li was not bad at all, but he was so approachable to these ordinary disciples of the Iron Corpse Sect. Chen Qiuhong was already very satisfied with being able to stay by someone like Song Li.

"Sister Qiuhong, look at Brother Ren who saw those injured disciples of the Iron Corpse Sect, he didn't go up to help. Brother Song is such a good person." Just as Chen Qiuhong looked at Song Li and his thoughts were flying, Su Yao's voice suddenly came from his ears.

Although Ren Qiuming was standing a distance from Su Yao and Chen Qiuhong, with his cultivation level, Su Yao's words naturally fell into his ears. When he heard Su Yao's words, Ren Qiuming felt his chest tightness and a hundred alpacas ran past in his heart.

Chen Qiuhong looked at Su Yao in surprise, thinking that this little girl might also fall in love with Song Li, right?
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