The blood and energy in the body of this little lion is very weak, and it does not have the vitality of the normal divine beast, but it seems very weak.

Murong Ningyue opened her mouth and asked the big lion: "Is it very weak when it was born, and it has not improved after growing up. If it is a little collision, it will feel very painful?"

Hearing Murong Ningyue’s question, the big lion nodded repeatedly. It seemed that what Murong Ningyue said was the truth. Murong Ningyue sighed at this time and said, “I think I already understand the crux of this little lion. Ordinary alchemists can only see that its qi and blood are weak and often give it medicine to replenish it, but these are all cures but not the root cause, so they cannot be cured.”

"So Miss Murong, do you have a way to cure him?"

Uncle San was the most impatient. He immediately asked when he heard Murong Ningyue say this. Although Hua Qiwen didn't speak, his eyes were also staring at Murong Ningyue.

Murong Ningyue smiled at this time, "Since I said that, I naturally know how to treat it. As far as I know, the Lion of the Relic has a dragon bloodline, but I can't feel any dragon bloodline in this little Lion's body. That is to say, it lacks the bloodline of the dragon race when it was born, which makes it particularly weak. Therefore, as long as you can find a divine dragon and let him give it a little blood and give it to the Lion of the Relic, you can completely cure it!"

Originally, everyone was listening to Murong Ningyue's words seriously, but when Murong Ningyue said that he needed to use the dragon's essence and blood to save the little lion, these people all smiled bitterly.

Even the big lion who had already looked at Murong Ningyue with anticipation looked at him, lowered his head in disappointment, and tears had even flowed out of its huge eyes.

"Hey! Every divine dragon is an emperor-grade divine beast. Don't say that you get essence and blood from them, it's difficult to see them all the time!"

Hua Qiwen lamented with a bitter face. Murong Ningyue remembered what the Dragon King said before and said a little puzzled: "But there are also high and low grades among the dragons? Those dragons that have not been baptized by the dragon clan altar seem to not even reach the divine realm. It should not be difficult for us to catch one, right? I think we can do it.

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Hearing what Murong Ningyue said, Hua Qiwen was shocked and said, "How did you know the Dragon Clan Altar? Could it be..."

Seeing Hua Qiwen so surprised, Murong Ningyue was a little confused for a moment. She was stunned for a while before saying, "Is there anything strange about this? This was told by one of my dragon friends."

Upon hearing this, Hua Qiwen quickly pulled Murong Ningyue aside and said, "Miss Murong, have your dragon friend not been to the Dragon Altar? This dragon altar is the secret of the Dragon Clan and is not allowed to be told outside casually. If the Dragon Clan knew that you had leaked their secret, they would not let you go!"

Seeing Hua Qiwen's nervous look, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but believe it a little. When the baby told him that he hadn't been to Panlongling before he had been to the Dragon Altar.

But Murong Ningyue suddenly thought of something and said to Hua Qiwen with a playful look: "This dragon altar turns out to be the big secret of the dragon clan. How do you know Xiaowen?"
Chapter completed!