The moment the lid of the Dan Furnace was slapped away, a crystal clear pill shot out in all directions like an arrow, trying to escape from this place.

Weng Futu's eyes were quick, and he took the pill in his hand, and then his eyes went black, and he almost fainted.

He was scared!

I thought that the Taiyi Xuanbing Pill was completely scrapped, but I didn't expect that in the hands of this kid, not only was it rejuvenated, but it also seemed that after such a toss, it also had spirituality.

It's like a dream!

Putting the pill on the tip of his nose and smelling it, a strong medicinal power was suddenly inhaled into his lungs by Weng Futu, and then, he suddenly felt comfortable.

"Medium-grade! It's actually medium-grade!haha......" Weng Futu looked up to the sky and laughed, and he was about to shed tears of happiness, even if the Taiyi Xuanbing Pill was successfully refined, I am afraid that he would only be able to produce a lower grade at most.

This kid is really challenging the old man's heart!

Weng Futu took a deep breath, trying to suppress the excitement in his heart, but no matter how hard he tried, his heart was still beating in overdrive.

Today is just an hour, and the stimulation he has received far exceeds the sum of his life.

Airplanes......

Just when Weng Futu was so excited that he lost his temper, another pill flew out of the pill furnace, and the size of this pill was impressively larger than the previous one, and even the medicinal power it exuded was even more refined.

"Top-grade! It's a top-grade Taiyi Xuanbing Pill!" Weng Futu didn't care about the image of a master at this moment, like a madman, he grabbed the pill and stood there dancing.

Buzzing......

At this moment, two more pills flew out, followed by a fifth...... Sixth ......

When the eighth Taiyi Xuanbing Pill flew out of the Dan furnace, Weng Futu's voice had already become hoarse, and he grabbed the last Taiyi Xuanbing Pill in the palm of his hand and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Damn! This is the best fucking Taiyi Xuanbing Pill!"

Seeing this scene, Ning Chuan suddenly shook his head speechlessly, and said, "It's just a few Taiyi Xuanbing Pills, don't you need to be so excited, right?"

Weng Futu suddenly looked like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, and it took a lot of effort before he shouted in a hoarse voice: "It's just a few Taiyi Xuanbing Pills?

Wiping the corners of his eyes as he spoke, Weng Futu actually shed tears under excitement.

Immediately afterwards, Weng Futu used a hoarse voice to tell a past event that made him miserable for the rest of his life.

More than 30 years ago, Weng Futu's son Weng Qianfan was born, this person who was born with a golden key, perfectly integrated his Laozi Weng Futu's talent, whether it was martial arts or alchemy, he showed proud talent.

In just fifteen years, Weng Qianfan had cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Void Realm, and had become a fifth-level pill pharmacist. In the entire Imperial City at that time, his name was almost on par with the top ten geniuses.

And in the next ten years, he successfully broke through to the Spirit Void Realm, and reached the middle stage of the Spirit Void Realm, not only that, but on the way to the elixir, he was also successfully promoted to the sixth level of the pill master, and for a time became the most dazzling existence in the Earth Imperial City.

But the fate of geniuses always seems to be unlucky, and at the most glorious moment of Weng Qianfan's life, bad luck happened.

Ten years ago, Weng Qianfan entered the secret realm of Tongtian to participate in the trial of the road to Tongtian. At that time, Weng Futu felt that there was no danger to threaten his son, so on the day of the trial, he just briefly explained a few words to his son and hurriedly said goodbye.

Unexpectedly, this parting is the difference between life and death.

When Weng Qianfan was brought out of the secret realm of Tongtian, he had already turned into a corpse, no one knew who did it, and even Weng Futu himself, after exhausting all available means, was at a loss.

The death of his son brought a fatal blow to Weng Futu, and since then, demons have appeared in his heart.

Now that ten years have passed since Weng Qianfan's fall, the pain of the past has gradually been healed, but the demons lurking in the depths of his heart are getting stronger and stronger.

Weng Futu is not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of killing, but he will never confess his old life before the real murderer of his son is found.

Therefore, since the second year after Weng Qianfan's fall, Weng Futu had discovered the inner demon, and it was from that time that he had been quietly collecting the materials needed to refine the Taiyi Xuanbing Pill.

This elixir did not gush out at all for improving cultivation, but for the purification of the heart demon, it was the most powerful existence among the sixth-level elixir, and it was also Weng Futu's last hope to dissolve the heart demon.

In the past seven or eight years, Weng Futu exhausted his wealth and exhausted all means, and finally gathered five copies of the materials for the Taiyi Xuanbing Pill.

But the reality played a big joke on him, and until the five materials were used up, he couldn't succeed in refining the Taiyi Xuanbing Pill.

Weng Futu's despair at that time can be imagined, when he appeared in the sky above the ring in the center of the Earth Imperial City, there was really a moment when he almost couldn't hold back, wanting to wipe out all the countless geniuses, and then go to choose a hostile force branch of the Heaven Devouring Sect and wash it in blood.

After all, for him, the Taiyi Xuanbing Pill had already failed to be refined, and it was only a matter of time before he was controlled by the demons, so instead of becoming a monster in the end, it was better to make some contributions to the Heaven Devouring Sect now.

However, in the end, Weng Futu did not make a move.

Maybe it's that kind of thought in his heart that is still persistent, or maybe Lu Qi and Weng Qianfan look too similar, so Weng Futu can't do it.

Then, the appearance of Ning Chuan completely solved the trouble of Weng Futu.

In Weng Futu's opinion, this god-like boy was simply a miracle in this world, breaking the curse of thousands of years that no one could become a god, easily rejuvenating the abolished Taiyi Xuanbing Pill, and refining the best Taiyi Xuanbing Pill.

All kinds of means, it doesn't seem like this world can have!

Weng Futu recounted quietly, and the whole person slowly walked out of the sad memories.

Ning Chuan listened to these past events quietly, sighed lightly, and said, "Seniors should cheer up, Brother Weng Qianfan's spirit in the sky doesn't want to see you like this!"

"Yes, yes, you're right!" Weng Futu nodded again and again, like an obedient child, where is there still the majesty of the elders of the Heaven Devouring Sect?

After a pause, he said with gratitude on his face: "Little brother Fengning, I really thank you this time! If it weren't for you, I'm afraid that the old man would be devoured by the demon sooner or later, and life would be better than death! Say, what do you want, as long as the old man can do it, he will definitely not hesitate!"

Ning Chuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Really, I remember, it seems that someone wanted to slap me to death just now!"

"Who is it? Which bastard is it? You tell the old man, the old man will kill him now!" Weng Futu's eyes widened, and he looked around, pretending to be fierce.

Threatening Feng Ning is such a thing, it is absolutely unacceptable!

Just kidding, threatening a seventh-level Dan God, once this news spreads, I am afraid that the cultivators of the entire world will go crazy to hunt him down. This kind of peerless treasure-like pill pharmacist, it is too late to be a grandfather, and he must not be offended, nor can he let his family suffer the slightest grievance.

Ning Chuan was completely speechless, this old guy is really not an ordinary shameless.

Weng Futu smiled, but then he put away his smile and said with some seriousness: "Little Brother Fengning, I heard that you want to participate in the Tongtian Road Trial?"

Ning Chuan nodded, he must participate in this Heavenly Road Trial, and he must get the top three places, only in this way can he be qualified to go to the Bone Hell and find the whereabouts of the Wind Gang.

Weng Futu's face suddenly became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "This Tongtian Road trial, you better not go, it's not that the old man looks down on you, it's just that with your current cultivation, if you go to the Tongtian Secret Realm, I'm afraid that it will be more auspicious! Those geniuses who participated in the trial, the lowest cultivation has also reached the early stage of the Spirit Void Realm, once you meet them, you may not even have a chance to escape!"

After a pause, he said: "The old man knows that these words may not be acceptable to you for a while, after all, you are a seventh-level Dan God, and you are qualified to be proud of this world." But the world of cultivators is often cruel, and everything is built on strength. Before you have enough strength, you must not go to those dangerous places, let alone think that anyone will mention that you are a seventh-level Dan God. Otherwise, endless troubles and even death await you. ”

"As long as you stay in the Heaven Devouring Sect, the old man can guarantee that no one in the entire Earth Emperor City will dare to bully you! Otherwise, he will have to endure the old man's endless anger and pursuit!"

Weng Futu's voice was sonorous and powerful, this was his promise to this benefactor boy, and it was also a promise to a generation of Dan gods.

Listening to Weng Futu's persuasion, Ning Chuan's heart swelled with some warmth, although this old man had a hot temper, his heart was really not bad.

However, in that secret realm, he Ning Chuan had a reason to go.

Thinking of this, Ning Chuan said firmly: "Senior, the kid has already decided!"

Seeing Ning Chuan's stubborn face, Weng Futu opened his mouth, but said nothing. In a trance, he thought of his son, the kid back then, like this Feng Ning, had a proud bone and the courage not to be afraid of death, but what was the result?

A generation of seventh-level Dan gods, a peerless treasure-like existence, Weng Futu would never stand idly by and watch Ning Chuan go to his death.

It's just that what method can be used to make this kid willingly give up the trial of the road to heaven?

After a while, Weng Futu had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he suddenly had an idea.

"Feng Ning, if you want to participate in the trial of the road to heaven, the old man should not stop you because of his feelings and reason, after all, there will be countless geniuses colliding with each other, and only in this environment can you break through the limit and break through yourself. ”

Weng Futu sighed, and continued, "So, as long as you can do one thing, the old man will personally escort you to that trial. ”

Hearing this, Ning Chuan suddenly frowned, and his intuition told him that this matter should not be simple.