The two of them exchanged a glance, then turned their heads without a word to look in another direction.
Shen Wenxing did not notice their abnormality and hurriedly came over to Gongyang He and Li Heshan, clasping his hands: "Immortal Li, Immortal Pei."
Li Heshan smiled faintly and nodded, then asked, "How is Junior Brother Shen's injury now?"
As he asked this, he quietly gave a subtle look.
Shen Wenxing was taken aback, then looked at the people of Qiyun Valley behind him, and clasped his hands: "Not very well, his Divine Spirit is injured, and he has been in seclusion training."
Li Heshan nodded, then with a flash of light in his hand, he took out a porcelain bottle: "There are five Spirit Storage Pills in here, Younger Brother Shen, take it to Junior Brother Shen later, it should help with his injuries."
Shen Wenxing took the porcelain bottle and clasped his hands in thanks.
"Immortal Li, Immortal Pei, all immortals, please have some tea in the side room."
