Send him unicorn blood and let him be reborn?

Fang Zheng looked at Wei Zhongxian in prison and was stunned.

The true blood of the unicorn is reborn, which he believes.

The existence of a unicorn comparable to a true immortal, a drop of true blood, reborn, is easy.

But......

Wei Zhongxian has such a good heart?

Fang Zheng was instantly vigilant.

He was 100 percent skeptical.

This is a demon, although the cultivation has been abolished by the boss of the Heavenly Division, but to him, he is still a behemoth.

The camel that suffers is bigger than the horse.

A little means is enough to make his life worse than death.

Ruthless and cunning like a fox!

Fang Zheng wouldn't believe that this guy would be so kind to give him Qilin True Blood.

"Seniors are really joking." Fang Zheng came back to his senses and spoke.

Wei Zhongxian's face was calm, looking at Fang Zheng, his eyes did not have the slightest wave: "The old man Daoji has been destroyed, and his life is short, I see that you are not bad, so the old man is willing to give you a creation."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Zhongxian's eyes suddenly burst into divine light, and he opened his mouth and spit out.

"Poof—"

A piece of purple-gold blood the size of a baby's fist floated out, dragged up by a mysterious force, and suspended in mid-air.

A powerful palpitating aura permeated from the purple-gold blood, and in an instant, Fang Zheng's whole body was boiling.

The blood in his body seemed to be summoned by some kind of summoning, and it flowed at a rapid speed, as if it was about to break through his body.

"Hum—"

The few mana in his body exploded instantly, and Fang Zheng suppressed the churning qi and blood in his body.

It's incredible that a ball of blood can have such an effect.

It must be the true blood of the unicorn.

But is this cunning devil really that kind?

Fang Zheng's heart was full of vigilance.

At this time, Wei Zhongxian, who spit out the true blood of the Qilin, quickly turned white, and in an instant, it turned snow-white.

The folds of the skin increased instantly, and the spirit of the whole body seemed to be extracted from more than half, and it looked like it was dying.

Looking at Fang Zheng, Wei Zhongxian's hoarse voice sounded, "Boy, the old man sees that you are destined, this drop of Qilin true blood will be given to you, a drop of true blood is enough to make you reborn."

Fang Zheng's expression remained unchanged, staring at the floating ball of Qilin True Blood.

The next second, the font appears in the eye.

[Qilin true blood, containing incomparably powerful power, can strengthen the body, cast into a supreme Dao foundation, but you have to be careful, in the true blood, there is a wisp of primordial consciousness lurking in it, rashly refining, you may be taken away by the primordial consciousness, you can try to destroy the primordial consciousness in it first and then refine it......]

In the eyes of the font presentation, Fangzheng's heart was shocked.

Good guy, now he understands why Wei Zhongxian is so kind.

directly and generously gave him the Qilin True Blood, which was fundamentally to take advantage of his refining of the Qilin True Blood to seize the Yuan Shen.

When the time comes, it may really be borrowed to be reborn.

"Sure enough, it's an old thief!"

Fang Zheng's heart was filled with coldness.

Vigilance has increased.

However, the prompts that appeared in the message had a way to eliminate the Yuan Shen Consciousness, which also showed that as long as the Yuan Shen Consciousness was destroyed, then he would be able to truly obtain the Qilin True Blood, refine the True Blood, and cast the Supreme Dao Foundation.

"Boy, true blood doesn't exist for long, the old man reminds you, after you go back, it's best to refine it quickly, otherwise, you will waste the power of true blood." Looking at Fang Zheng, Wei Zhongxian spoke.

"I'm afraid that your primordial consciousness won't exist for long...... This old devil is really treacherous! ”

Hearing this, Fang Zheng secretly said in his heart, but there was no fluctuation on the surface.

Was Wei Zhongxian's plan a success?

It can be said that it is very successful, but no matter how successful it is, I can't imagine that Founder can see everything.

"Senior, do you really want to give it to me?" Fang Zheng pretended to be shocked.

"Of course." Wei Zhongxian nodded, and a hint of joy appeared in the depths of his pupils.

With that, this ball of Qilin True Blood automatically floated out, and Fang Zheng carefully wrapped it with mana.

Even if it was wrapped in mana, Fang Zheng could still feel the surging power in it.

There is no problem with the Qilin True Blood, it is genuine, and the problem is the Yuan Shen Consciousness that lurks in it.

Wrapped in mana, the aura fluctuations of Qilin's true blood were quickly suppressed, of course, with his mana, he would definitely not be able to do it, but Wei Zhongxian's Yuan Shen Consciousness was secretly helping.

"The old man's time is running out, boy, you hurry up and go back to refining, I hope the old man can see with his own eyes that you have successfully refined true blood, and it can be regarded as understanding the old man's wish."

Looking at Fang Zheng, Wei Zhongxian said in a hoarse voice.

His expression was even more depressed, and he seemed to be in danger of dying at any time.

"Thank you, senior."

Fang Zheng replied with a grateful face, and then said: "Senior, the junior will leave first, and after refining the true blood, the junior will come again."

"Go ahead." Wei Zhongxian said weakly.

Fang Zheng didn't talk nonsense, and then turned around and left.

"Poof......

Looking at Fang Zheng's departing back, Wei Zhongxian suddenly spurted out a mouthful of red blood, and his pale face looked even paler.

"The ...... of the Celestial Division"

"When the old man borrows his life, he will definitely be destroyed!"

An evil smile appeared on his face, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wei Zhongxian continued to sit cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.

Now, he's just one step away.

As long as this jailer refines the true blood of the Qilin, it will be the day he is reborn.

He believed that this guy would not be able to resist the temptation of Qilin's true blood.

Not to mention that a nine-rank can't be stopped, even if he has the same cultivation as before, he can't resist the temptation of Qilin's true blood.

……

Stepping out of the prison, Fang Zheng came outside.

He borrowed a small bottle from his companion, and Fang Zheng put the Qilin True Blood he had obtained into it.

The purple-gold blood, coagulated but not dispersed, was more viscous than mercury.

Shaking the bottle, looking at the Qilin True Blood in the bottle, a smile appeared on Fang Zheng's face.

For others, it may be a troublesome thing, but for him, it is not too troublesome.

As long as you go out and buy materials to wear out the consciousness of the primordial gods, when the time comes, you can truly refine the true blood of the Qilin.

If he didn't have this plug-in, I'm afraid it wouldn't be helpful for him to get the true blood of the Qilin.

Maybe, it will really let Wei Zhongxian borrow his life to live.

……

At the moment of the chief, the square is dissolved.

After a hurried meal in the canteen of the prison, Fang Zheng changed his clothes and left the prison.

In about a quarter of an hour, through the Heavenly Prison area, Fang Zheng came to the nearest Fang City.

Yongdu City is very prosperous.

As the capital of the Dayong Dynasty, it is very lively.

On the streets, there is a constant flow of people coming and going.

"Come on, take a look, take a look, our store is a big deal today, everything is 20% off......"

"Our store has a good treasure today, please come and take a look, don't miss the opportunity......"

……

On the street, listening to the cries of various vendors, Fang Zheng was in a trance.

Although I still have it, it's another thing to see it with my own eyes.

Although there are demons in troubled times, Yongdu City is still stable.

After turning a few streets, Fang Zheng came to the door of a store.

The décor is not luxurious, and there are not many people who come to the store.

Fang Zheng glanced at the door, and followed the steps into it.

"Welcome to the Ingot Pavilion, what do the guests need?"

Stepping into the store, a horse-faced man immediately stepped forward and looked at Fang Zheng with a smile.

"I want to buy something."

Fang Zheng spoke, and after speaking, he took out a piece of paper with the names of some materials written on it.

Cinnabar, realgar powder, phosphorus bone.........

After taking the paper, the horse-faced man looked at it and said, "Guest officer, you have all these things in our store, do you need them all?"

"Well, all of them." Fang Zheng nodded.

"Okay, guest officer, you sit first, and I'll arrange it for you." The horse-faced man put on a smiling face, immediately greeted Fang Zheng and sat on the chair, took the list, and walked to the second floor.

Watching the horse-faced man go upstairs, Fang Zheng picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea.

In the list, all the materials purchased according to the prompts.

In order to prevent accidents, Founder deliberately purchased double copies.