"Yes, I think that this medicine tripod can only play its role better in the hands of the senior sister, and only the senior sister deserves to have it. Han Bing nodded and said generously. Although his heart is dripping blood, he has already taken it out, and if he takes it back, it will be even more shameless.

Su Tong glanced at Han Bing, a smile that could not be concealed appeared on the corner of his mouth, nodded, took the medicine tripod preciously, and once again shifted his gaze to the jade bottle in Han Bing's other hand. Inside, are the three drops of blue heart essence that Han Bing put in. He was afraid that Su Tong would not know him, so he deliberately wrote the words "Bixin" on the jade bottle.

"Bi Xin Pi?" Su Tong took the jade bottle, and after seeing the name on it, he silently recited it in his mouth, falling into deep thought.

"Senior Sister Hui, this jade bottle was also picked up with this medicine tripod in the next, and I was dull in the next, I really don't know this thing, but I feel the surging energy in it, it must be produced by the essence of heaven and earth, and I see that the senior sister's injury has not healed, I hope this thing can help the senior sister. Han Bing explained in a low voice.

Su Tong didn't seem to care about Han Bing's words, and was still in deep thought, until after a long time, her face began to turn blue and white, and her eyes began to show shock and horror.

Han Bing was silent, his gaze swept over Su Tong's face seemingly unintentionally, and after seeing her expression, he knew in his heart that the classics of the Bixin Essence were also recorded in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Cloud Mist Sect, and it was not surprising that some sects had collections of such legendary and rare books, not to mention, the Cloud Mist Sect was still a sect headed by alchemy.

"Senior sister, there is also this shell core grass, which is one of the main medicinal materials for refining the Huayuan Dan, and it will also be given to the senior sister below. Han Bing took the initiative to break the silence. I don't want to get entangled with her about the essence of the heart.

"Thank you. Two red glows rose on Su Tong's face, and his voice softened.

"Senior sister, there's nothing else to do, I'm going to go back to meditate next, maybe I'll have to retreat for a long time. Han Bing hugged his fists.

"You go, cultivate with peace of mind, Senior Sister will protect your safety and will not disturb you. Su Tong said softly, thinking of his previous attitude, he was also a little embarrassed.

Han Bing said goodbye to Su Tong, returned to his cabin, and closed the door again, still worried in his heart, he had no ill will towards this senior sister, let alone think about it, but the environment forced him to win over a backer, and in this cruel netherworld, the chance of survival would be greater.

Compared with Bi Xinji, what is even more painful for him is the six-grade rebirth tripod, he only hates himself for having little knowledge, who would have thought that the inconspicuous broken black tripod is actually a six-grade magic weapon, and it was sent out, but it was gone. What is the concept of the Holy Rank? Han Bing dared to pack the ticket, the entire first-level Star Boundary, the Sunset Star, billions of monks, and all the treasures of the Holy Rank were taken out, and there would never be more than 10 pieces. This is evident from this. Han Bing's heart was filled with a heart-rending pain again.

"Senior sister shouldn't think I'm expressing my love to her, right?" Han Bing laughed at himself as he remembered Su Tong's gaze when he was leaving. To say, it is very possible to use such treasures to win the hearts of beauties. Thinking of this, Han Bing's face suddenly changed, and in his mind, a name that made him feel frightened - Qingling.

Han Bing shook his head vigorously, forcibly calmed himself down, and sat in the center of the Spirit Gathering Array, the formation opened, and the entire room was immediately wrapped in rich spiritual power, and the isolation formation on the periphery of the room was also opened, preventing the leakage of spiritual power.

After breathing for a few hours, Han Bing was ready, with a flip of his palm, a jade bottle appeared, and a drop of blue heart essence was dipped in it with a jade stick, as the blue heart essence was taken out, Han Bing could clearly feel that the surrounding spiritual power began to fluctuate strangely, and at the same time, the wild wolf who was originally lying quietly in the corner of the wall also got up suddenly, and a pair of ghostly eyes looked greedily at the tip of the jade stick in Han Bing's hand.

Han Bing smiled slightly and said, "This is your credit, naturally you have your share, come." After the desolate wolf approached, Han Bing dripped the blue heart essence on the jade stick into its mouth, and after the desolate wolf swallowed it, he screamed twice with satisfaction, and continued to return to the wall, slowly falling into a deep sleep, the blue heart essence is an excellent tonic for the demonic beast.

Then, Han Bing took out a drop again, hesitated for a moment, decomposed a tenth of it, and sent it into his mouth, the whole drop of energy was too huge, and Han Bing was afraid that the meridians in his body would not be able to bear it. The physique of a human monk is far from being comparable to that of a demonic beast.

A tenth drop of the blue heart essence entered the body, and Han Bing instantly felt as if it had exploded in his body, and the meridians formed by the dragon tendons swelled violently under the influx of energy, and Han Bing's whole body was filled with hot pain.

Han Bing secretly said in his heart, and quickly mobilized his whole body cultivation, suppressing the burst of energy while drawing out a small stream running along the meridians.

The pure energy of the Bixin Marrow did not require too much refining to be directly absorbed, and every meridian on Han Bing's body at the moment had reached the highest level of activity, greedily sucking the essence from the Bixin Marrow like nectar after a long drought. His cultivation in the late stage of the soul void immediately began to show signs of loosening and bursting.

Han Bing was immersed in the pleasure of recovering his cultivation, and at this moment, in the southwest corner of the dark forest, about 20,000 miles away from the location of Han Bing's retreat in the Coniferous Canyon, a fierce beast's scream shook the sky, causing the small beasts in the nearby dense forest to scatter and flee.

After leaning less, where the scream occurred, a fiery red figure quickly rose into the air, stopped at a height of ten zhang from the ground, and after the red mist dissipated, it revealed a beautiful face and graceful posture inside.

There was a strange red mole on the center of the woman's facial eyebrows, but on closer inspection, it didn't look like a mole, but an extremely peculiar red rune. There was a strange red glow in her eyes, and on her fair face, a few wriggling red lines gradually faded away, and finally her true face was revealed.

Two scorching fireballs appeared in the air hanging under the woman's feet, and just by the changes in the spiritual power around the fireballs, it could be known that this fireball was by no means an ordinary flame, but some kind of essence.

If Han Bing was here, if he looked at this woman carefully, he should be able to vaguely recognize from her eyebrows, this person was somewhat familiar. Even if Han Bing is no longer able to recognize this person, but this person must know Han Bing, she is none other than Zhao Ling, the daughter of the Zhao family of the Sunset Star Zhao Kingdom, and the only daughter of Zhao Ritian, the head of the Zhao family.

Now the Zhao family is gone, all of this is thanks to Han Bing, at least, in Zhao Ling's mind, she has always thought so.

Decades ago, Zhao Ling risked death with flesh and blood in the fire abyss of Zhao Kingdom to forcibly fuse the adult fire element, and now she can be regarded as half a human and half a demon, and she has a powerful obsession in her heart, searching for the ends of the earth and slashing the enemy.

Zhao Ling was originally dedicated to cultivating in the Fire Abyss, but he never expected that he would be selected by this Netherworld, and it was very unfortunate that he teleported her to a barren place in the southernmost part of the Dark Forest, next to which was the vast Dark Forest. She had been groping here for more than two years and had never found her way out.