Chapter Eighty-Six: A Tripod of Potions
"I don't know if the seniors have anything to do with the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf Sect, or do they know a little bit about the juniors?"
"Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf Sect?" Unexpectedly, Na Langzhong was slightly stunned, walked to the side of the kang, stretched out two fingers on Miss Su's wrist and pondered for a while, his face suddenly turned cold.
"Tell me the truth, what is your relationship with this girl?"
Zhan Feihong saw that the other party's face changed, his heart tightened, and he secretly said that he didn't say something wrong, right?" Back to the seniors, although the juniors and her are not relatives, they are better than relatives. He replied with a fixed fixation.
"Relatives?" Lang Zhong looked at Zhan Feihong with blazing eyes, as if he wanted to see through him. "Are you sure there is no other relationship between you?"
The more the boy listened, the more he didn't feel good, this person was too much to manage, but he still had an unfathomable ability, how could he like the gossip that girls liked?
"This doesn't bother with the seniors. He was a little helpless, and he said with a temper.
"Boy, I advise you, you can listen to it, or if you don't listen. In short, the closer you get to this girl, the deeper you will be hurt in the future. Unless...... Speaking of this, Lang Zhong shook his head, "Unless I think you are qualified to listen to it in the future, I will tell you about it." β
Zhan Feihong was at a loss, and he couldn't figure out what this senior master wanted to express after thinking about it for a long time. If it was the gap between good and evil between the two, or the gap in status, he would have been clear for a long time.
Just imagine a woman who can make the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf descend, she must be the core of the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf Sect.
However, how could he part ways with Miss Su for these reasons?
"Thank you for the kindness of the seniors, the juniors have their own decisions. The boy clenched his hands into fists, and his tone was full of determination.
The middle-aged Lang Zhong glanced at Zhan Feihong meaningfully, waved his hand and said, "Since this is the case, I will wait for that day to come." Let's not discuss this, I helped you cure this girl's disease, should you also pay a little in return?"
"As long as it's not a matter of harm, please ask your seniors for advice. Zhan Feihong agreed.
"Okay, you go and drink the decoction in the ding. Lang Zhong casually pointed to the bronze tripod placed in the center.
Zhan Feihong was dumbfounded, this is half a person high, calculating how many catties of decoction in it, if ordinary people drink it, I am afraid that their stomachs will burst.
"Before, senior, is this γγγγγγ He muttered as he looked at Lang Zhong in embarrassment.
"What, can drinking this decoction hurt the sky?" Lang Zhong frowned and asked.
"It doesn't hurt. β
"Is it reasonable?"
"It doesn't hurt. β
"That's not it, I promise this medicine is non-toxic, you just drink it. Lang Zhong reprimanded impatiently.
Zhan Feihong couldn't help but swallow his saliva, only to feel that one head was as big as two heads. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the kang head, and said weakly: "Feihong, let's not drinkγγγγγγ β
The young man turned his head and saw that it was Miss Su who had woken up and was looking at him with blank eyes.
Alas, if you don't wake up, I can't drink it or not, but since you're awake, you can't be untrustworthy!
"Don't worry, my predecessor said that it is not poisonous, and I will be fine. Zhan Feihong gritted his teeth, walked to the bronze tripod with high spirits, picked up the spoon and wanted to take a sip.
"Hot γγγγγγ Su Chuanfang almost didn't jump up from the bed, she looked at the white smoke wafting on the ding, and she was dizzy, for fear that the young man would burn her tongue.
Although Zhan Feihong is reckless on the surface, he has already secretly used his aura to protect his mouth, and he still has a little apprehension in his heart about this decoction.
When the boiling potion was poured into his mouth, the young man suddenly felt a cool air that was incompatible with him circling in his mouth, and he couldn't help but look strangely at Lang Zhong who was sitting by the kang.
"Hmph. Lang Zhong gave him a soft snort in return, obviously knowing it.
"Feihong, what's wrong with you?" Miss Su was full of nervousness, and her two little hands grabbed the quilt and sank it in.
With a grunt, Zhan Feihong swallowed the decoction completely, waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, thank you seniors for your kindness!"
After that cool breath, he clearly felt the change in the wood spirit vein in his body, and this change actually urged a faint outside spirit vein to come out!
You must know that no matter how much you pull out the seedlings in the path of cultivation, whenever you break through the threshold of a new realm, you still need the practitioner to comprehend it yourself, and no panacea can play a role.
Of course, this is limited to the three demon sects and the six major sects that are well known to the world, as for those spirit and demon secret realms, the masters outside the world, there is no way to know.
This elixir in Lang Zhong is just an experimental product, if an ordinary cultivator takes it, it is not certain whether he can break through the spirit and promote the spiritualization.
But the young man was different from other cultivators, he had already gone through a promotion process.
In this way, the effect of this medicine is tantamount to several times higher.
Originally, Zhan Feihong was still secretly worried about the breakthrough of the wood spirit lineage, after all, the creation is not as good as a five-star, and as a fierce beast, it is several times slower than the spirit beast to be promoted, but it is impossible for the young man to take the initiative to slaughter the spiritual cultivator, and the spirit beast can only be fed by the effect of the black dragon fetus, so the creation is still at the level of the six-star so far.
Now with the help of this decoction, he is full of confidence in the impact of the spirit of the pattern.
I saw that after Zhan Feihong's spoonful fell, he simply carried the golden spiritual power in his body, hugged the bronze tripod with both hands, and began to pour it into his mouth.
Miss Su was stunned by the whole thing, she didn't know the effect of the decoction, how could she understand the young man's mood at this moment?
"Why are you in a hurry, slow down!" Su Chuanfang lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed to stop it, but found that his body couldn't move.
The middle-aged man sitting next to her had a faint gold line between his middle fingers, and the extension was Su Chuanfang's two calves hidden under the quilt.
"Don't disturb him. With a faint remark, he urged his fingertips, and the girl obediently lay back on the bed and re-covered the quilt.
"You-" Su Chuanfang, as a girl, reacted much more to this kind of action than a teenager, especially when she was controlled by a middle-aged uncle with a long beard, and she couldn't accept it.
However, while struggling, she was also quite shocked by the other party's ability, from the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf Sect, she thought that she knew eight out of ten about the affairs of the world@nine, but she had never heard of this kind of immortal martial arts martial arts!