Zhang Ling sneered, "you pig head! It doesn't matter whether we can refine it or not. The important thing is to make sure that no one else can refine it, okay?"

Zou Ping suddenly said, "so it is. Master, you are powerful, long-term and resourceful."

Zhang Ling snorted: "don't flatter! Besides, Wan Zhenyuan can refine Diyuan elixir, can't we? What the Gezao sect can do, we Zhengyi sect can't do? Although the Gezao sect is the leading sect of foreign elixir sect, our Zhengyi sect also has many good players who are good at refining elixir! My junior brother Zhang kongyun is one of them!"

Zou Ping thought of Zhang kongyun's untidy vegetable farmer and couldn't help frowning: "he? He's a master of alchemy?"

Zhang Ling said with a smile: "can't you see? I've told you many times. People can't judge by appearance! There are many powerful places in him!"

They talked all the way and searched around with sharp eyes. Suddenly Zou Ping swept her eyes, but she saw a figure on a cliff.

Zou Ping pointed and said, "master, look, someone!"

Zhang Ling saw a figure hanging on a pine on the cliff. She turned her head and said to Zou Ping, "go and see what's going on."

Zou Ping nodded. Yang Shen suddenly went out of his body and swam around the man. Then he quickly returned and said, "master, I'm a foreigner. I seem to have fallen off a cliff. Now I'm unconscious. Can I help you?"

Zhang Ling was stunned: "foreigners? Maybe foreign tourists who fell. Save them and see if they are still alive?"

Zou Ping said yes and flew out again. When she flew back, Yang Shen was carrying a man with five big and three thick blond hair and blue eyes. It was John who fell off the cliff.

Zhang Ling leaned down and felt his pulse on his neck. He smiled: "he's not dead! He's really lucky!"

Zou Pingyang's spirit returned to her orifices. She also explored John's pulse, but frowned and said, "but master, he's almost out of breath. What should I do? Do you want luck to save him?"

Zhang Ling thought for a moment, sighed slightly, and said, "there's no need for luck. Huangshan is not Longhu Mountain. It's not the territory of our Zhengyi sect. The power of Buddhism and other Taoist sects here is very strong. We shouldn't waste our true yuan. We'd better save him with Zhengqi Huihun pill."

Zou Ping was slightly surprised: "master, save a foreigner with Zhengqi soul reviving pill? Is this... Too wasteful?"

Zhang Ling shook his head, saluted with one hand and said, "that's not what he said. It's just the so-called God has the virtue of living well. It's rare that he doesn't die when he falls off the cliff. It's a destiny and can't be violated. You are also a practitioner. Have you done your homework in vain?"

Although Zou Ping was reluctant, she took out a small purple blue porcelain bottle from her arms and poured a golden thumb sized pill from it. She pinched John's cheeks and stuffed the pill into his mouth while muttering: "You're a good guy. This is a life-saving pill that is hard to find. You can eat one. Hum! I haven't tasted it!"

Zhang Ling lost his smile: "do you want to taste it? It's simple. You can jump down from the mountain and taste one."