Outside the Treasure Pavilion, the Sixth Ancestor smiled and said, "Yan Lan's soul power is not weak, and in just a moment, he broke the prohibition of the Nine Seals Killing Cactus. ”

The Fifth Ancestor stroked his silver beard and said, "Yan Lan is extraordinary, otherwise we, old guys, would not have allowed him to take six things." If he was allowed to take it at will, he was afraid that except for a few things, the prohibition on the rest of the objects would not hinder him at all. ”

The old-fashioned man squinted and smiled, wishing to take Yan Lan back to his door now.

The barefoot old ghost saw the two ancestors praising Yanlan, and seeing the envy of the bare-chested old man, he suddenly smiled and smiled, and said proudly in his heart: "Hehe, you old monsters, I used to look down on old ghosts and I didn't have good disciples, but now, you are all red-eyed." As long as I cultivate the old ghosts more, there will be more days when your eyes are red!"

In the Treasure Pavilion, Yan Lan wandered in front of the Exercise Secret Cabinet for a while, and couldn't pick out any suitable recipes for a while, plus he obtained the Bai Wu Desire Storage Ring, which contained a complete version of the Soul Leaving Imperial Dao Recipe.

Yan Lan thought of the Soul Separation Imperial Dao Technique, and he was a little afraid in his heart, at the beginning, he used all his tricks, but Bai Wuxian had countless strong souls in his body, and it was almost difficult to cause too much harm to Bai Wuxian when he blocked the killing moves.

Even the power of the Thunder Soul was temporarily ineffective.

"If you can cultivate the Soul Separation Imperial Path, you can fight in the future, and after killing the enemy, you can devour the soul of the opponent and use it for me. ”

Yan Lan licked his lips, because he had the Soul Leaving Imperial Technique, he lost interest in other techniques, and slowly walked to the elixir medicine cabinet.

Yan Lan remembered that his father had said that the cultivation of monks should be based on comprehension and penance. Panacea, swallow appropriately. It is beneficial and harmless, if it all depends on the help of pills. In the early stage, it may have a significant effect, but over time, the foundation is vain, like a castle in the air, and it is difficult to make an inch in the later stage.

Therefore, all along, Yan Lan's cultivation has not relied on the help of any elixir.

Therefore, Yan Lan planned to bypass the Dan medicine cabinet.

Suddenly. Yan Lan's pupils tightened, and he stopped in front of an inconspicuous pill bottle.

On this pill bottle, there are four words written - Huitian Spirit Pill.

Yan Lan's soul trembled slightly, and a sense of sorrow spread in his eyes.

It's not that the grade of the Returning Heaven Spirit Pill is so high that it makes him lose his temper, nor is it that he urgently needs the Returning Heaven Spirit Pill, but. When he was knocked down by the blood-red giant hand, and his vitality withered and he was dying, it was Ziyi from Qingxuan. took out a Heavenly Spirit Pill and let him swallow it, only then did he revive his vitality.

Afterward. Yan Lan knew that the Huitian Spirit Pill was an extremely magical elixir. As long as the monk has a breath left, he can be brought back to life.

Yan Lan also knows. The Huitian Spirit Pill is Qing Xuan's life-saving thing, and it has pulled Qing Xuan back from the brink of death many times.

Yan Lan even knew that the Heaven Returning Spirit Pill that saved his vitality at the beginning was Qing Xuan's last Heaven Returning Spirit Pill.

Yan Lan stretched out his hand and held the bottle of Huitian Spirit Pill tightly, and in his eyes, two lines of clear tears slowly flowed out.

"If the Heaven Returning Spirit Pill hadn't been swallowed by me, maybe at the critical moment, Uncle Xuan's life would have been saved......

Yan Lan's hands trembled, and her eyes were red.

He rarely shed tears, even when he was bullied, he never let him cry, and even when he was in a desperate situation, he never dared to cry.

However, every time he thinks of Qingxuan protecting him with his life, trusting him all, and handing over his favorite daughter Ziyi to him, his heart will seem to be torn apart by two huge forces.

"Uncle Qing Xuan, he was killed by Xuanzong. ”

"Xuanzong, it was Xuanzong who was founded, did evil, and was overbearing, which caused public outrage, and Uncle Xuanzong was upright, willing to go deep into the tiger's den, investigate Xuanzong, and finally died tragically at the hands of Xuanzong. ”

"Xuan Qi, it is the Tianjiao of the Xuan clan. I didn't want to provoke you, but you took the initiative to provoke me and wrote a life-and-death war against me. Okay, you want me to die, new hatred and old hatred, even if you don't look for me, I won't give up. Xuan Qi, I can make you lose your dignity once, and I can make you lose face again. No, not only to lose face, but also to let you stay alive. ”

Yan Lan wiped away her tears, and her eyes burst into a fierce light.

Then, Yan Lan pinched the trick with one hand, a little pill bottle, and the power of the huge thunder soul surged, instantly blasting open the prohibition in the pill bottle, and took out two Heavenly Spirit Pills.

Yan Lan took out a delicate vial, carefully put the Huitian Spirit Pill into it, and put it into the mustard bracelet for careful storage.

Yan Lan did not plan to use these two Huitian Spirit Pills, but to commemorate and miss Qingxuan.

Outside the Treasure Pavilion, the old man frowned and said, "Hey, why did Yan Lan retrieve the Heavenly Spirit Pill, although this Pill is extraordinary, but there, there are not a few pills that are more powerful than the Heavenly Spirit Pill, I don't know what he is thinking?"

The Sixth Ancestor also frowned and said, "Just now, when Yan Lan took back the Heavenly Spirit Pill, he cried. ”

The fifth ancestor was also puzzled: "This is exactly the strange place, it seems that it is not so excited that it is crying, but it seems that he is missing something." Do you know why, old ghost?"

The barefoot old ghost was also at a loss, shook his head and said: "I also wonder about the old ghost, Yan Lan is not a fragile child, he attaches great importance to love and righteousness, distinguishes between right and wrong, and what can make him cry should probably be a love word." ”

The Sixth Ancestor nodded and said, "Perhaps, it's kindness." This time the Tianling Pill is unique to this sect, Yan Lan is in the Tiangang Gate of the Frost Country, maybe something happened to have something to do with this Dan. That's it, let's not ask Yan Lan about this matter, he has his own sense of proportion. ”

The Fifth Ancestor nodded and said, "It should be so, however, if he took two Returning Heaven Spirit Pills, they are counted as two things, and I have to remind him of this." ”

In the Treasure Pavilion, Yan Lan had just walked out of his sad mood when he heard the voice of the Five Ancestors: "Yan Lan, one Dan is one thing, if you take two Dan, you take two things, don't you consider putting one back?"

Yan Lan shook his head without hesitation, and then walked towards the Strange Flowers and Plants Cabinet without saying a word.

Yan Lan glanced casually, he had not deeply immersed himself in the way of the pill weapon, he had only mastered the primary alchemy technique, so he didn't know much about these rare and rare flowers and plants.

"Soul Fruit!"

Yan Lan's footsteps were sluggish, he had seen in a classic book that the Soul Fusion Fruit was an important material for refining the Soul Fusion Pill.

The Soul Pill, which can make the broken soul of the monk gather, even if the soul is shattered and scattered to the ends of the earth, as long as it does not enter the avenue of reincarnation, it can be recondensed, which can be said to be the closest to the elixir to resurrection that he has ever seen.

"As long as there is the slightest possibility, Ziyi and I will summon Uncle Qing Xuan's soul, but unfortunately, this soul fruit is the only one. ”

Yan Lan stretched out his palm, broke the prohibition on the Soul Closing Fruit, and put it into the storage ring.

Then, Yan Lan slowly walked to the locker of the magic weapon, swept his soul power, his pupils tightened, and he strode forward, his eyes locked on an object. (To be continued......)

PS: The third watch is over, good night!