Glancing at the brownish-red Spirit Pill with clear patterns inside the medicine bottle, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his teasing smile froze on his face, revealing some seriousness.
"Is this, Longevity Pill?"
Delicate filament-like voice, clearly entering Lin Qingluo's ears.
"Senior Brother guessed it right."
Lin Qingluo smiled, communicating with him through their minds.
Ye Kongming's heart raced: "You've already refined it?"
"Mm."
Lin Qingluo lightly nodded, with an unquestionable aura.
"What about Junior Brother?"
Ye Kongming subconsciously thought of Lin Yixuan.
Lin Qingluo did not hide anything: "He has already taken one."
"Senior Brother wanted to ask you yesterday."
Ye Kongming firmly grasped the small white jade bottle, unable to conceal his excitement: "Junior Brother's parents are dead, and he has no more concerns. Is he willing to follow Senior Brother back to the Kunlun Sect to cultivate?"
"Well..."
