Three days passed in a blink of an eye. With the help of Mu Qingyun and Lin Muwan, Miao Xiaomiao's great herb collection career made quite rapid progress, which exceeded his original expectations.

Just at the middle of the day, the eyes of Miao Xiaomiao, who was lying on Mu Qingyun's shoulder, suddenly lit up. "It's Yin Tong's breath, there's no mistake!"

"Junior Sister Qingyun, go east, there are disciples from our Taoist Palace there." Miao Xiaomiao said with a meow to Mu Qingyun's sweet ears.

Mu Qingyun nodded, so she accelerated her pace and moved in the direction that Miao Xiaomiao pointed.

Soon, they found Yin Tong on a burnt land. He had just finished fighting with the monster and had no good skin on his body.

"Tsk, are you still Senior Brother Yin Tong I know?" Miao Xiaomiao couldn't help but tease him when she looked at Yin Tong whose clothes were burned one by one in front of her.

"Stop talking sarcastic words, help me up quickly, I want to take medicine!" Yin Tong rolled his eyes and said weakly.

Meow little meow could not help it, so he let Mu Qingyun come forward.

Yin Tong had a tender face. When he saw that he was a disciple from Zi Kun Dao Palace, his face turned red.

After sitting cross-legged, Yin Tong turned his hand and took out a pill from the white fat jade bottle. After taking it, he only took half a stick of incense and saw that his injuries had almost healed.

Then Yin Tong was shocked and his whole body was completely refreshed.

"Yin Tong, a disciple of Qingding Dao Palace, has met two senior sisters."

"Okay, okay, you can reply quickly." Mu Qingyun waved her hand and urged Yin Tong to reply quickly. In this crisis-ridden secret realm, if she lacks spiritual power, it will be very dangerous.

As for Lin Muwan, she was very helpful for Yin Tong's visit and nodded constantly with an expression of appreciation.

After Yin Tong finished replying, they returned to the place where they discovered Yin Tong, where there was a monster lying in a pool of blood.

"By the way, how did you fight with it?" Miao Xiaomiao circled around the monster, with some blood stains on his feet, but he didn't care and jumped straight to Lin Muwan's shoulder.

After it was wiped clean, he jumped onto Mu Qingyun's arm and enjoyed the latter's gentle caress.

Before Yin Tong could reply, Lin Muwan called out Biao and stared at Miao Xiaomiao. If her eyes could kill people, Miao Xiaomiao would probably be dismembered by Wuma.

"Xiao Meow, get it clean for me!"

Miao Xiaomiao sneered at Lin Muwan's gaze, and he turned his eyes and said, "Don't Muwan use dust cleaning technique?"

"You!" Lin Muwan had no choice but to Miao Xiaomiao, let alone Yin Tong was present, so she stomped her feet angrily.

Yin Tong was caught in the middle and smiled bitterly before he roughly told what had happened before.

"You are really unlucky." Miao Xiaomiao felt quite sympathetic to Yin Tong's experience. She comforted Yin Tong a few words, and then stood on a high place and watched the people do their work.

After taking away some useful objects from the monster's corpse, Miao Xiaomiao jumped into Yin Tong's arms and directed everyone to move forward.

"Senior Brother Yin Tong, do you know there is a pill that can make itself disappear and defend against spiritual power and physical attacks?"

Miao Xiaomiao suddenly thought of the situation that happened when the Qingding Dao Palace disciple was fighting for Mu Sihao that day, so she told him to Yin Tong.

"What you are talking about is the Hidden Mist Pill." Yin Tong's face was a little solemn. There were not many people with this pill in the Taoist Palace, but he still knew the great reputation of Hidden Mist Pill.

"Then do you think this pill can defend against the self-destruction of a high-level magic weapon?" Miao Xiaomiao continued to ask. He had been resentful about this matter for a long time. When he had the opportunity, he naturally wanted to ask.

Yin Tong shook his head: "It depends on the specific level of the alchemist who refined the pill. If it is refined for a second-grade pill master, its effectiveness is enough to withstand the full-strength attack of the foundation-building cultivator, and it can also withstand the self-destruction power from the advanced magic weapon.

But... if it is refined by a first-grade alchemist, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced. It is considered very powerful to be able to prevent the self-destructive attacks of intermediate magic weapons."

"If you can't defend yourself, will it disappear without leaving any trace?"

Yin Tong turned his head and thought, and replied, "It is impossible that there is no trace left at all. Even the best magic weapon cannot be done unless... the Hidden Mist Pill is a fake!"

Since this is the case, there are only two explanations left. One is that the disciple of the Qingding Dao Palace did not die. His Hidden Misty Pill is of excellent quality, blocking the self-destruction power from Mu Si Haozheng.

Second, the Hidden Mist Pill could not resist it, and something else happened at the last moment, causing the disciple to disappear along with the Hidden Mist Pill!

Meow Xiaomiao tends to the second explanation. He looks at the void and murmured: "In this way, this trial will not be in danger."

"What did you say?" Because Miao Xiaomiao did not use her heart to transmit voice when she said this, but said directly by Meow, Yin Tong didn't understand, and he asked by Mind to transmit voice when she asked.

Miao Xiaomiao shook her head and replied: "I miss Xiao Lingqi."

He did not inform Yin Tong of the guess just now, because he had already understood the hard work of the Taoist Palace. If the disciples knew that this trial was not dangerous, then their potential would not be stimulated. It should be noted that life and death are the best time to break through the bottleneck.

As they walked along the way, Miao Xiaomiao and the others met another disciple, whose name was Cheng Jingyi, who was a disciple of the East Temple of the Chihuo Dao Palace.

Meow Xiaomiao had no impression of this person, but Cheng Jingyi was very familiar with Meow Xiaomiao. Who made Meow Xiaomiao so conspicuous? There was no disciple in the Red Fire Dao Palace who didn't know Meow Xiaomiao.

Finally, one day later, they met another team of disciples.

The leader was a disciple of the central government of the Chihuo Dao Palace, followed by three other disciples, two of whom were the Qingding Dao Palace, and the other one was a disciple of the Zikun Dao Palace.

Miao Xiaomiao and the disciple invited the other party to join their team at the same time, and then rejected the other party at the same time.

When they were separated, the disciple handed a talisman to Miao Xiaomiao, saying that if he could find the monk from Zikun Dao Palace he was concerned about, he would send him the message. Miao Xiaomiao accepted it happily, and of course, he also made a request to ask the other party to find Ling Qi, Yuan Heng and others.

Miao Xiaomiao has not forgotten that he has Yuan Heng, a big thug.

I think that after so long, Yuan Heng's cultivation should have reached the Great Perfection.

Regarding the Great Perfection, Miao Xiaomiao dare not expect it. He only hopes to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining and then successfully break through to the foundation-building stage.

Ling Qi also planned the same way. After all, it is much more difficult to break from the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Stage to the Foundation Establishment Stage than from the late Qi Refining Stage to the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Chapter completed!