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"That\'s not what I meant. I\'m just saying that from what miss ah Luo said just now, the person who tied the bell needs to untie the bell. If we want to save Dao Jia, we still have to go and beg Ling Chuxi." Owner he really had a good temper. She was worthy of being the model of bronchitis. Even so, she didn\'t get angry and said with a somewhat dumbfounded expression.

"Forget it, didn\'t Jin manshan say that he would definitely be able to cure Dao Jia? Let\'s wait and see. " Although Mrs. He had given up on the idea of seeking revenge from Ling Chuxi, she still could not save her face.

"Then, fine, we\'ll do as you say." Owner he knew that she couldn\'t let go of her pride, so she didn\'t force her, as long as she didn\'t cause any trouble.

At this moment, Ling Chuxi was completely unaware of all of this. She was trying her best to concentrate her mind, trying to deduce the last spiritual herb from the wasted pill.

In her mind, she had already memorized the medicinal properties of thousands of spiritual herbs. This time, she didn\'t even let go of the ordinary herbs. She compared them one by one and deliberated.

The sky was gradually getting dark and the moon was hanging on the branches. Ling Chuxi was in the Meru space and entered a state of selflessness.

Finally, Ling Chuxi opened her eyes.

"Cold heart grass, I understand, it\'s cold heart grass." Ling Chuxi finally managed to deduce the 12th spiritual herb and her face was full of joy. However, just as she was about to cheer, her voice suddenly stopped.

"No, something\'s not right." Ling Chuxi rubbed her temples to clear her mind.

In her mind, she had already scrutinized this pill formula thousands of times. Her understanding of this pill formula was probably no less than that of the person who had refined it. In her subconsciousness, one of the 13 spiritual herbs in this pill formula must be Mo Lan. However, when she had deduced the 12th spiritual herb, she realized that in terms of medicinal theory and pill theory, the 13th spiritual herb could not be Mo Lan.

"Did something go wrong earlier?" Ling Chuxi calmed her heart down and began to think about it in detail.

​ Unknowingly, another four hours had passed. Ling Chuxi continued to think and think, but the result was the same.

There was no problem with the first 12 spiritual herbs, but the 13th one was definitely not the Molan.

Ling Chuxi could not help but feel a little disappointed. She had originally thought that as long as she knew the twelfth spiritual herb, she would be able to deduce the entire pill formula to refine the spirit Recovery spiritual pill. Who knew that at the last step, she would discover that the last spiritual herb was not Mo Lan. It was like a mountaineer who had used all his strength to climb a mountain, but before he could celebrate his victory, he found that there was an even higher mountain in front of him. One could imagine the disappointment.

In order to deduce the first 12 spiritual herbs, she had already used all her strength. Even her divine sense was on the verge of collapse. If it wasn\'t for the mo Lan, her divine sense would have been greatly injured.

It was probably getting late outside. Ling Chuxi knew that with her current situation, she would definitely not be able to figure out the last spiritual herb. She could only give up helplessly.

It seemed that he had to think of another way.

She looked at the little yellow chick and the mutated Basilisk. They were still the same as when she had first seen them. One was growing smaller and smaller while the other was hiding in the Super large wild chicken egg without any movement. Ling Chuxi did not care about them and left the Meru space.

There was a bamboo basket on the table, and the alluring aroma of food wafted out from it. Huangfu qingjue had prepared the food at some point in time.