Chapter 30 Refining Blood Pills

The morning dew of the morning sun wet the dead leaves, and the Warcraft Forest exuded a primordial earthy smell, and the hoarse roars of the Warcraft came and went, adding a sense of distant tranquility to the Warcraft Forest.

"Big brother, we have to find something to eat for this kid, I'm afraid this kid won't be able to survive!" said the white-faced Taoist as he led her white pony beast and said to the gourd straddling his waist. The old beggar in the gourd stretched his waist, looked at the almost transparent little bastard, and asked with concern, "Can the kid still hold on?"

"It feels like that, I can't die yet! except for what I can see, I'm just like the air, and I'm a little dizzy," the little bastard said casually, touching his head with his illusory little hand.

But the old beggar who cultivated the soul of the law naturally knew that if the little bastard did not have soul power to support it, I am afraid that it would be difficult for the little bastard to persevere, but he was also weak, looking at this little bastard like a faint duck, the old beggar felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"The old boy has been here for a few days, the little guy is hungry, if you don't catch a monster for me today, I will use your white horse beast to pad your little guy's stomach" The old beggar looked at the white-faced Taoist with resentment, and his heart was full of resentment! For several days in a row, he didn't even catch a single demonic beast, but the white-faced Taoist was also bitter! There are blood stains on the white robe on the body, and the gray face is like drilling a hole in the ground, although he is a human realm law soul, but he has always been obsessed with refining pills, but he is not proficient in killing, and they are walking along the curse in order to avoid the curse, and it is precisely because of the existence of the curse that the general cultivation of the low demon beasts dare not come here, and the occasional ones who come here are the monsters that are above the pregnant body, and the cultivation is equivalent to the martial arts of human beings, which is higher than the cultivation of their own white horse beasts, and the skin of the monsters is thick and thick, and they are the opponents of those monsters, go to the direction of the forest, it's too dangerous, don't go to the monster forestThe little ones are dying.

At this time, the little bastard said weakly, "Whitebeard, if you don't find me something to eat, the purple fire spirit yuan in my body can consume me to death, you just see that I don't devour your mount's soul, go find something to eat!"

The white-faced Taoist looked at the little bastard who was about to disappear, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, after all, they had been together for a month or two, and it was false to say that he had no feelings, after all, the old beggar was his eldest brother, and the little ghost in front of him was the eldest brother's favorite person, and he looked at the windy Warcraft Forest, and the white-faced Taoist swallowed his spit and decided to gamble.

"Where are you going, don't die" The old beggar in the gourd suddenly roared, after all, he grew up watching the white-faced Taoist, and he understood the thoughts of the white-faced Taoist at a glance, the palms and backs of his hands were full of meat, how could he allow the white-faced Taoist to come nonsense!

"Big brother, I'm fine," he said, and walked towards the Warcraft Forest with firm steps, towards the Warcraft Forest.

"Whitebeard, you don't want to die, if you take a step forward, I'll swallow your White Pony Beast Soul"

The old beggar was also anxious, after all, there were too many unknown dangers in the Warcraft Forest, even if he didn't dare to be careless, besides, he was a realm law soul, and the white-faced Taoist was just a human realm law soul, and if he entered, it could be said that he would die for a lifetime, "Little guy, you are about to swallow the soul of this white horse beast" The old beggar hurriedly said.

The little bastard secretly complained, he was trapped in this mud pill palace, where did he come from.

The white-faced Taoist turned his head and sighed at the old beggar in the gourd, "Big brother, don't be stupid, swallow the soul of the white horse beast, none of us can fly out of this demonic beast forest."

The little bastard suddenly understood, it turned out that the reason why the white-faced Taoist did not let himself devour the soul of the white horse beast was because the white horse beast could fly, traveling thousands of miles a day, although it would take several months to fly back to the valley from the damnation, but if there was no white horse beast, it would be a year and month to walk to, and there was a curse on one side and a demonic beast forest on the other, so it would definitely die. The little bastard was the same, and he felt a little remorseful in his heart, and he mistakenly thought that the white-faced Taoist was stingy.

At this time, the white-faced Daoist had already quickened his pace, and a black shadow flashed by.

"Beware of the Daredevil wolf," the old beggar suddenly shouted!

Smelling the body, he stopped, the white-faced Taoist looked around vigilantly, and the same was true of the little bastard, without the interference of Gangfeng, his perception was clearer, and he could even feel the nervous gasps of the white-faced Taoist.

The white-faced Taoist, looking around, pulled out his long sword to find the demon wolf in the old beggar's mouth, for a while, the surroundings seemed extraordinarily silent, faintly audible, the hoarse and low hiss made people sound cold in the back, the white-faced Taoist hurriedly rode on the white horse beast, only to see the mouth chattering, and then the hands made handprints, as soon as the pale green flame appeared in the palm of the hand, "Danhuo Lingyuan" The old beggar said suddenly.

The little bastard had also seen his own Purple Fire Spirit Yuan, the old beggar's Blood Demon Spirit Yuan, and now another Dan Fire Spirit Yuan had appeared, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

"Old boy, you can use Danhuo to deal with the night demon wolf, you can do it, you can just take us and feed the wolf" Looking at the stupid white-faced Taoist, the old beggar roared angrily.

At this time, the night demon wolf hiding in the shadows, his body was covered with this dark and shiny hair, shaped like a cow, like a tiger, and his cold eyes were full of fierce light, just like a very experienced old hunter." Unconsciously hidden tracks, the old beggar did not dare to look around carelessly and cautiously, after all, this beast is not a low-level magical beast, obviously the level is higher than the level of the white horse beast, the white horse beast is human, knowing that the danger is approaching and does not dare to be careless, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind, and I saw a blood basin mouth towards the neck of the white-faced Taoist person, so the white-faced Taoist is also a magic soul, and hurriedly sacrificed the runes, for a while the long sword fluorescent overflowed, like a cold snap attacked, only to see the sharp claws and the fluorescence of the long sword burst out of sparks, but the demon wolf twisted his body, grabbed and kicked in four places, and the sharp scratches left a few blood marks on the face of the white-faced Taoist, All this happened between the lightning and flint, the white-faced Taoist wiped off the blood flowing out with his hands, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, a huge momentum suddenly burst out from the body, and suddenly rolled up a stream of dust, with the sword as the pen, the ground as a symbol, for a while accompanied by the residual sword qi on the ground, the sword blade pointed to, it was like a streamer crossing, for a while it felt as if time had slowed down, a six-manged sword formation suddenly appeared on the ground, countless transparent small swords flew in the air, like phantoms, the surrounding huge trees and boulders were neatly cut off, the night demon wolf turned over the skin and flesh on his body for a while, the blood flowed, and the resentful eyes looked at the white-faced Taoist, and the little bastard was stunned, I didn't expect that even if it was a big tree hugged by several people, the big bluestone with a grinding disc was easily cut off, but the demon wolf didn't die, this made the little bastard surprised, looking at it There was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, the white-faced Taoist flicked his hand, and the green Danhuo Lingyuan, like a sharp sword, drilled into the wound of the demon wolf, and soon the demon wolf's body began to smoke, rolling and hitting the ground in pain, and the pain was unbearable.

"Don't burn it to death, I want his blood," the little bastard hurriedly stopped.

The white-faced Dao swiped his hand, the Danhuo seemed to come to life, in the body of the demon wolf like a worm drilling into a hole, the body of the demon wolf was like a wilted ball, slowly deflated, as if the essence was withdrawn, and finally there was skin and bones left, slowly turning into scorched earth inch by inch, revealing a pale green Danhuo, the Dan fire was wrapped in a fist-sized blood ball, and a beast core like a crystal, the white-faced Daoist heart moved, made a few handprints, the Danhuo was as if stimulated, like a beating elf, the blood ball, as if burned, with the continuous burning of the Danhuo, gradually turned into three, time also passed little by little, and then became smaller and smaller, and finally became three dark red pills the size of a fingernail, and with the gradual retreat of the Dan fire, a burst of fragrant fragrance burst out from it. The little bastard took a greedy sip, and immediately felt refreshed, and his languid expression was swept away.

The old beggar was shocked, although he knew that the pill had an auxiliary effect, but he didn't expect it to be so magical, but although he felt the sweet fragrance of the blood pill, he didn't have the feeling of a little bastard. I was quite puzzled.

"Old boy, is this blood pill useful to me?" the old beggar in the gourd suddenly asked!

The white-faced Taoist looked at the old beggar in the gourd, shook his head helplessly and said, "Big brother, this is the blood pill I refined for the little guy's special physique, it is useless to you."

The old beggar understood for a while. I don't even have a body now, even if the blood pill is useful to me, then I can't devour it!

"Big brother, don't worry, I will definitely save you and resurrect you" Although the white-faced Taoist was full of confidence in his tone, he still felt bitter, after all, it was easy to possess one, and it was difficult to take away the real control of a corpse and merge the corpse and soul into one.

The little bastard looked at the blood pill, but his heart was very shocked and surprised, "This is the spiritual cultivator, right!" Seeing that the white-faced Taoist had collected the Danhuo, and looking at the three blood pills in his palm, the white-faced Taoist turned around and walked to the little bastard's body, patted the little bastard's body and said, "Your little life has been saved."

The old beggar looked at the alchemy level of the white-faced Daoist in the shape of flowing water, although he had doubts in his heart, he immediately smiled with satisfaction, after all, the current white-faced Daoist is different from the past.

"What kind of monster is this! you can do it in three or two," the little bastard looked at the white-faced Taoist in confusion.

The old beggar on the side suddenly spoke, "Hmph, this time his old boy is lucky, he met a night demon wolf in the late stage of enlightenment, if I hadn't reminded him immediately, it is estimated that he would have become the night devil's meal"

The old beggar on the side continued to count and said, "Old boy, one of your magic souls was injured by a demonic beast at the peak of the Martial King, you are too intimidating, but you also have the cultivation of the middle stage of Wuzun."

Listening to the old beggar's chatter, the white-faced Taoist showed a helpless expression, "Big brother, don't bury me, let's find a secluded place first, let the little guy swallow this blood pill!"

"Yes, yes, let the little guy swallow this blood pill and see how the effect is, why are you doing this, why don't you go quickly" The old beggar yelled at the white-faced Taoist again.

The white-faced Taoist was not verbose, and gently patted the back of the white horse beast, and the white horse beast looked up to the sky and screamed, like a gust of wind that rose to the sky, like a meteor flying by, and disappeared in this demon beast mountain.