Everyone present at this moment, no matter what, did not expect that Zhuang Fan would be so fierce that he would swallow so many demon poison pills into his stomach in one breath, this is ...... Want to die?

Immediately, Shen Ningbing stepped forward and said anxiously: "Zhuang Fan, are you crazy?" Hurry up and spit out the Demon Poison Pill. ”

The God of Medicine also dissuaded again and again, and quickly took out the antidote pill from his pocket and wanted to hand it to Zhuang Fan.

Zhuang Fan stopped and said with a light smile: "Wife, don't worry, just the Demon Poison Pill will not affect me." ”

When the poison god heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, in his opinion, Zhuang Fan's words were purely self-deception.

You must know that the Demon Poison Pill is where his life's work lies, once he takes it, the toxin will instantly spread along the blood throughout the body, like a bone appendage, which cannot be removed at all, even if a heaven-level martial artist accidentally takes it, although he will not die, his cultivation will continue to fall.

And Zhuang Fan is just an ordinary, although he doesn't know how the other party solved the poison of the Soul Breaking Grass in the Medicine God, but this Soul Breaking Grass and the Demon Poison Pill are not at the same level at all, and Zhuang Fan will definitely die if he takes it.

According to the poison god's guess, within thirty seconds, Zhuang Fan would fester, and finally turn into pus and blood and die.

But a strange scene happened, with the passage of time, Zhuang Fan's body did not change in the slightest, let alone death, even if it was a wound, there was no trace of it.

"How so?" The poison god was shocked, and his heart was full of puzzlement.

And the same is true of the God of Medicine, he clearly knows that the terrible thing about this Demon Poison Pill is that one is enough to poison a thousand elephants, and this is still the most conservative estimate, but Zhuang Fan swallowed ten Demon Poison Pills, but he turned out to be like a nobody.

This...... What's going on?

As for Lin Qiuya, she looked stunned.

After all, the godfather was almost killed under the destruction of the soul breaking grass before, if it wasn't for Zhuang Fan's action, I am afraid that the other party would have become a dead person by this time.

And that demonic poison pill doesn't know how many times stronger than that soul breaking grass, but as a result, Zhuang Fan was safe and sound after taking it?

Isn't that weird?

At a certain moment, Lin Qiuya seemed to have thought of something, she pulled the medicine god and asked in a low voice, "Godfather, should you really teach Zhuang Fan's medical skills?" ”

But the speculation was quickly dismissed.

After all, medical skills are ever-changing, and some people have only just got a glimpse of the way in their lives.

And Zhuang Fan met with the God of Medicine, but in just a few days, even if the God of Medicine taught medical skills, Zhuang Fan would not be able to use it freely in a short period of time.

Could it be that Zhuang Fan knew how to heal before?

But it is obviously impossible, Shen Ningbing took the poison Erdan under the coercion of Yang Ningbing before, causing the former's appearance to age, if Zhuang Fan had strong medical skills, it was impossible to lose all his cultivation in order to cure Shen Ningbing.

After thinking about it, Lin Qiuya didn't come up with a reason.

At this time, Zhuang Fan had already come to the other party's side, and he said with a smile: "Your Excellency the Poison God, it seems that this medical skill seems to have won me." You shouldn't deny it, right? ”

When the poison god heard this, his face twitched constantly, and his heart was depressed to death, after all, he was known for his poison arts, and the demon poison pill he refined had no effect on Zhuang Fan, which was simply slapping him in the face.

But soon, the poison god adjusted his mentality, after all, there is a competition and there is a win or loss, and immediately snorted coldly: "Boy, count yourself lucky, you won the first game, but in the second game, I will definitely not give you any chance to win." ”

While speaking, the poison god waved his big hand, and saw that in front of him, two medicine tripods appeared in an instant, and on top of the medicine tripod, there was a black cloth bag, and a trace of rich medicinal fragrance was constantly released from the black belt.

"This is, top-of-the-line elixir?" Zhuang Fan was shocked.

"Boy, as you can see, in the second round, we are competing in alchemy, and I think you are a junior, so let's use the lowest-level Nine Tricks Spirit Pill as a test item." The poison god spoke.

"It's no problem at all, but ......" Zhuang Fan laughed dryly, "However, I don't know the pill recipe of the Nine Tricks Spirit Pill, so I don't know if His Excellency the Poison God can ......"

"What?" The poison god looked surprised, you know, the Nine Aperture Spirit Pill is the most common elixir in the alchemy world, almost a familiar thing, but Zhuang Fan didn't even know the Dan prescription of the Nine Aperture Spirit Pill, what was going on?

Not only the god of poison, but also the god of medicine, he thought that Zhuang Fan should be prepared for such an oath, but the result was good, the other party didn't even know the pill prescription of the Nine Tricks Spirit Pill, which inevitably made him doubt the authenticity of Zhuang Fan's statement that he would refine the pill.

immediately stepped forward and said, "Zhuang Fan Xiaoyou, the second round is still up to me." ”

Zhuang Fan shook his head and chuckled: "Senior Medicine God, I have already responded to the battle, and it is not my style to give up halfway." ”

Speaking of this, Zhuang Fan stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "The senior of the Labor Medicine God will tell me the refining method and precautions of the Nine Tricks Spirit Pill. ”

"Good...... Good. The god of medicine replied helplessly.

In the next ten minutes, the medicine god patiently explained the alchemy method to Zhuang Fan, and the more he talked about the back, the more the medicine god felt weak, because he could see that Zhuang Fan was indeed alchemy for the first time, otherwise, it would be impossible not to even know the most basic alchemy attempts.

But the matter has come to this, and the God of Medicine has no other way, anyway, the worst thing is to lose the second game, and he and the God of Poison have a tie with one win and one loss.

Zhuang Fan didn't know about this, but lowered his head and pondered, digesting the alchemy method taught by the God of Medicine.

"Boy, don't stall, let's finish the second game early." The poison god said impatiently, his heart full of disdain.

From the moment the other party didn't know the Dan Fang of the Nine Trick Spirit Pill, he had already concluded that Zhuang Fan was a rookie in the alchemy world and didn't understand anything, and the reason why he continued to compete with himself was purely self-deception.

After all, he and the God of Medicine can have today's achievements, I don't know how much energy has been spent on alchemy, and now, the God of Medicine just said a few words to Zhuang Fan about the points of attention, as well as the steps of alchemy, words and deeds are not counted, if Zhuang Fan can refine the Nine Tricks Golden Pill, it will be a hell.

When the poison god was slandering in his heart, Zhuang Fan had already opened his eyes and looked enlightened, "I see, this Nine Aperture Golden Pill is so easy to refine, I ...... It's ready. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Fan directly picked up the black bag and quickly took out the medicinal materials for refining the Nine Aperture Spirit Pill, as for the Dan furnace, Zhuang Fan picked his feet and landed steadily in front of the poison god.

"What do you mean?" The poison god looked puzzled, as if he remembered something, and asked, "Could it be that you plan to refine the pill without the help of the power of the Dan Furnace?" ”

"That's right, that's exactly what I wanted." Zhuang Fan nodded seriously.

The poison god laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

And the god of medicine was flushed, and he almost found a crack in the ground to get in.

"Godfather, what's wrong with you?" Lin Qiuya asked puzzled.

And Shen Ningbing was also puzzled.

The god of medicine didn't answer, just bowed his head and said nothing.

On the other hand, the poison god laughed and said, "Young man, are you going to laugh at me to death?" Do you think you're a high-grade Dan Master? actually alchemy with bare hands, it is simply ridiculous and generous. ”

Speaking of this, the poison god said: "Well, since you don't know whether you live or die, you have to get an axe in the class, in this way, as long as you can refine the Nine Tricks Spirit Pill, even if it is just a trick, this game will be counted as my loss, how about it?" ”

When Zhuang Fan heard this, he hurriedly stopped.

"Why, you don't dare?" The poison god sarcastically.

Zhuang Fan shook his head, "No, I think it's a bit too bullying?" But since His Excellency the Poison God has said so, then I'll get an axe once. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Fan didn't talk nonsense, only to see his mind move, and suddenly, in the palm of his hand, a trace of blood-red flames quickly condensed, and those elixirs continued to wither under the tempering of the flames, and finally turned into powder.

When the last elixir was quenched into powder, Zhuang Fan held it in the air, and those powders quickly condensed together.

Seeing this scene, the poisonous god couldn't help but shake his head, although Zhuang Fan's steps so far were barely okay, but the most important thing in alchemy was the last two steps, one was to condense the pill, and the other was to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, otherwise, how could it be called a spirit pill?

While the poison god was pondering, Zhuang Fan once again cast a flame to envelop the rudimentary form of the elixir that had condensed together.

Five minutes later, Zhuang Fan waved his hand, held the elixir in the palm of his hand, and then put it into the jade bottle.

After plugging the bottle cap, Zhuang Fan threw the jade bottle at the poison god, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency the poison god, my nine-trick elixir has been successfully refined." ”

Although the poison god wanted to satirize Zhuang Fan well, but now was not the time, he opened the jade bottle and sneered: "Okay, since you said that you have refined the elixir, then let me appreciate your 'masterpiece'." ”

After speaking, the jade bottle poured out, and the pill fell steadily into the palm of the poison god.

"It's over." Lin Qiuya slapped her forehead, her face full of helplessness.

And Shen Ningbing is the same.

But in the next second, they realized that something was wrong.

Because when the poison god's gaze fell on the palm of his hand, the smile on his face immediately disappeared, and it was replaced by a ghost-like expression.

And so it is with the god of medicine.

Goo-dong.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Then he said in a hoarse voice: "This ...... This is the Nine Tricks Golden Pill? ”