"It's time to shoot a sycophant, but I appreciate your expression now, and I feel like I'm a peerless master." Meng Yi looked at the old farmer with a wicked smile and said.

"Holy!" The old farmer despised Meng Yi fiercely, but he didn't expect that the heartfelt admiration was actually regarded as a sycophant by this kid, but the anger was only on the surface, the old farmer knew that Meng Yi was just adjusting the atmosphere, after all, the old man seemed a little too much just now, and Meng Yi always regarded him as his own person, a completely trustworthy comrade-in-arms.

After a while, the breath of life in the medicine tripod disappeared completely, according to Meng Yi's words, it was condensed, with the assistance of the Divine Power Pill, the life juice was completely condensed together, and it would no longer volatilize like before.

Meng Yi looked at the old farmer's relieved expression with satisfaction, and said, "In half an hour, our Medicine King Hall will have an additional mid-stage immortal powerhouse. ”

"Hopefully." The old farmer sighed, his eyes full of hope.

"Yaocheng!" Meng Yi let out a loud shout, immediately removed the flame on his fingers, put the medicine pod aside to cool for a while, and said, "Don't worry about other things, I'll help you protect the Fa, while the breath is too violent." ”

"Very good!" The old farmer put his hand into the medicine pod in ecstasy, not caring about the high temperature above, for him, this moment had been waiting for nearly thousands of years, and he couldn't wait for even one.

Fifty Divine Power Pills and Life Juice condensed into a new pill, even the volume was not very large, under the quenching of Life Juice, the impurities of the Divine Power Pill were taken out by it, leaving only some useful essence parts, according to Meng Yi's words, the condensation qi had been formed.

"Wait for the rapture." Meng Yi whispered to the old farmer, and then supported a huge air hood to prevent a large amount of breath from leaking.

The old farmer nodded, put the pill in his mouth, and then sat on the ground with a solemn expression and absorbed it, thousands of years of experience told him that the more anti-heaven the medicine, the greater the backlash, Meng Yi did not give it to his wife, but although it was the realm of immortals, the old man still did not dare to be sloppy.

If you are not careful, you may be killed by an explosion, or you will be seriously injured.

Running on a familiar road

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The line, the exercises worked wildly, and the medicinal power of the pill began to slowly spread in the body.

The old man's expression suddenly frowned, although he had made a lot of adequate preparations, he didn't expect that once this pain came, it still seemed a little uncontrollable.

When the medicinal power just reached the meridians, the burning sensation suddenly surged all over the body, and the whole body kept twitching.

"Brother, hold on, everything can only rely on yourself at this time, whether you can reach the mid-stage realm depends on your creation." A trace of throbbing flashed on Meng Yi's face on the side.

He understands pain more deeply than anyone else, and when he was in the earth fire, or when the Yin Yang Brahma Wheel was formed half a year ago, that kind of pain was unimaginable to ordinary people.

Now, the same level of suffering has been transferred to the old peasant.

There was a hint of stubbornness between the old peasant's eyebrows, at this moment, he had waited for two hundred years, no matter what kind of pain he asked himself, he had to get through.

The impact of the medicinal power was too strong, if it weren't for the Immortal Realm, it is estimated that the old farmer's meridians would have been broken inch by inch, but despite this, the old farmer's skin was still burned and emitted wisps of smoke.

The volume of the pill in the body continued to decrease, and the medicinal power moved to all parts of the body through the blood meridians, although the old man's body was constantly twitching, Meng Yi still clearly felt that the other party's aura was constantly increasing.

If the desired goal can be achieved, this pain is nothing to the old peasant, after all, for a monk who has not advanced for two hundred years, as long as he can advance, all the pain is worth it.

Meng Yi looked at the old farmer's stubborn expression, and felt a little unbearable in his heart, but at the same time, he was also a little relieved, this is the quality that a strong person should have.

Time passed little by little, and the old farmer's expression changed from stubbornness to trance, his whole face became blood-red, and the meridians on his face even protruded, and the roots of cyan were clearly visible.

Old farmer, old farmer, you must get through this hurdle, if you have three long and two short, how can I explain to the master??? However, worrying may only be superfluous, no matter how much pain you can bear, you will get more things, when Meng Yi was suddenly forced to take more than a dozen steps back by a strong aura that rushed to the sky, Meng Yi knew,

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The old farmer's wish has finally come true.

Yes, the old peasant's eyes were closed, but his expression was no longer painful, and the blush on his face had long since faded, replaced by a calm expression.

"Isn't it?" Meng Yi couldn't believe his eyes more and more, how could the breath of the old man not look like the realm that a mid-stage immortal should have, he had also been exposed to a similar breath, and that person's name was Bai Song.

"You see that?" The old farmer opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of indifference, but he looked like a master of the world.

"I never thought it would end so exciting." The surprise in Meng Yi's heart was overflowing, "Late-stage immortals, I rely on them, they are really late-stage immortals." Meng Yi jumped on the old farmer's body, and the two of them wrapped up excitedly.

Woohoo! Several figures appeared in front of Meng Yi and the old man like lightning, and there was a hint of surprise on the faces of the people who came, but the fact was in front of them, the realm of the old farmer was indeed a late-stage immortal, and the strong aura of his body continued to release a sense of coercion.

"What's going on?" Feng Yi asked with a puzzled face, the old farmer was a junior immortal an hour ago, but he didn't expect this to become a late-stage realm, even if he was too calm, he would be hit by unbearable impact in this situation.

"It's nothing, it's just a small try, and the old man has crossed the realm. Hehe," Meng Yi said with a relaxed face.

"Bang!" Feng Yi directly teleported in front of Meng Yi, and raised his hand to burst into a chestnut, "You can't speak well." ”

Due to his excessive excitement, Meng Yi didn't care about Feng Yi's trembling at all, on the contrary, he even hugged Feng Yi in front of everyone, and his mouth kept laughing from the heart.

The old farmer saw that Meng Yi was really excited and speechless, so he explained the reason for the matter to everyone on the side, but after finishing speaking, a trace of amazement appeared on his face, after all, it stands to reason that the juice of the statement should belong to Meng Yizhong's wife, and he is so overstepping, he is indeed a little reluctant in his heart.

However, what he didn't expect was that whether it was Yue Hui or Shen Wufang Luohan and the others, there was a hint of smile on their faces, which was an affirmation of Meng Yi's approach, in their eyes, their husband's promise was more important than anything else.

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