Han Qing's face was indifferent, he couldn't see any emotion, just calmly stared at Feng Dashan, who was using all his emotions to act.

Feng Dashan slammed his head, his forehead cracked, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

However, he secretly glanced at Han Qing, and saw that this great power seemed to be unmoved, and his heart suddenly chuckled.

Immediately, he stopped and said loudly: "The senior is really firm-hearted, and he is not affected by any flattery and flattery, and the little one admires it to the extreme."

Han Qing shook his head and smiled.

Seeing Han Qing smile, Feng Dashan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, no matter what, this life should be saved.

"You are in this cave, this seat is not in vain, take this elixir, get out." Han Qing said and popped out a Gathering Spirit Pill.

The Gathering Spirit Pill was just the most basic elixir of the Cangling Sect, and he could refine thousands of them casually.

After Han Qing popped out this Gathering Spirit Pill, he felt a little shabby again.

Although this wilderness is barren, the Gathering Spirit Pill is still too low-level.

Therefore, he wondered if he should add another Yuan Ling Pill.

But at this moment, Feng Dashan was holding the Gathering Spirit Pill in both hands, his eyes were shining, his breathing was short, and he was trembling with excitement.

"Elixir, this is Elixir......

This Gathering Spirit Pill, the fragrance of the elixir, and the chaotic and thin spiritual power around it were all instantly attracted and wrapped around this elixir.

You must know that in this wilderness, many monks will never see a true elixir in their lifetime, let alone swallow it.

Feng Dashan was agitated, and his eyes were red.

I think he has been cultivating in Manmang for decades, and he has only taken the pill once.

Moreover, it was just an ordinary pill, not a spirit pill, and it didn't even contain a trace of spiritual light.

Compared to this elixir with a fragrant fragrance and like a falling star in the sky, the elixir he had taken before was simply unsightly.

The wilderness is too barren, and there is no good elixir here.

Therefore, there are very few Dan masters in the wilderness.

The low-level monks in the wilderness all use resources in exchange for something called spiritual liquid.

The so-called spiritual liquid is a liquid that has been diluted a thousand times with a spirit elixir.

Moreover, even this kind of diluted spiritual fluid, it is not so easy for the monks at the bottom to obtain.

"Senpai, this ...... Is this really for me?" Feng Dashan's voice trembled, and his lips trembled.

Han Qing saw that Feng Dashan was so excited, and after a little thought, he knew the reason.

He didn't expect that this wild elixir would be so scarce.

For example, this Gathering Spirit Pill, among the inner disciples of the Cangling Sect, most of them take it as jelly beans.

"It's for you." Han Qing said lightly, and then waved his hand.

"Thank you, seniors." Feng Dashan was extremely excited, holding this Gathering Spirit Pill in both hands as if it were a peerless treasure, and then respectfully withdrew.

As soon as he came out of the Cave Mansion Great Array, Feng Dashan let out a few loud roars excitedly.

This Gathering Spirit Pill, but he has ever seen the best quality Spirit Pill, so the Spirit Pill at the auction looks far inferior.

Feng Dashan was reluctant to swallow this Gathering Spirit Pill, he thought about diluting it in a thousand parts, and then taking it slowly.

At this time, Han Qing retreated again, to recover from some of his last internal injuries.

At this moment, he felt the scorching heat of the hedron fused into his heart.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind howling, and a grimace with blue faces and fangs flew out of it.

This grimace was brought out of the ruins of the Tianyun Sect.

It was also it that drove the Taixu Inheritance Crystal to change its functions in all its ways, making him incarnate Qin Han.

Han Qing frowned, seeing this grimace as if he was contemplative, with a look of memory.

"Old thing, but what do you remember?" Han Qing asked.

The grimace suddenly raised his eyes and shouted, "Bold, you ant-like little monk has blasphemed the great Eighth Master."

Han Qing frowned, his eyes ic

Stared coldly at the grimace.

At this moment, his mind moved, and the grimace immediately began to scream.

"I don't care what you are, no matter how awesome you were before, now you're my servant, and I'm your master, you finally figure this out." Han Qing scolded coldly.

This grimace is both angry and helpless.

It seemed to remember something, which made it extremely proud.

However, this kind of pride, in the face of reality, was directly crushed.

"Ahem...... Okay, but you will soon know that the master is a servant, as long as you meet someone you can't deal with in the future, as long as you report the name of the eighth master, absolutely no one will dare to provoke you, don't believe it, when the eighth master and I dominate the world, I am so powerful and domineering." The grimace gave in and accepted the fact that he was Han Qing's servant, but the cowhide still blew loudly.

Han Qing looked at this thing that called himself the Eighth Master and felt that something was not quite normal about it.

It should have remembered something, but it was probably also confused.

"Hey, what kind of expression do you have, do you think I'm mentally retarded?"

"How can you look at the great Eighth Master like this, this is an insult, an insult, do you understand?"

The eighth master stared at Han Qing and screamed frantically.

It screamed as it kept spinning around in the humble cave.

At that moment, it suddenly stopped, and then let out a startled sigh.

"That's not right, there's something wrong with this land...... By the way, do you want to know what's wrong?" The eighth master asked Han Qing.

Han Qing sneered and said, "Old thing, don't make any more tricks, and you don't need to prove that your brain is fine, as your master, I will not discriminate against your humble servant."

When the eighth master heard this, he was furious.

"What did you say? You actually said that the eighth master, I am playing tricks? Eighth Master, I am an ancient spiritual creature, rampant in the universe, everything in the heavens and the earth is in my mind." The eighth master shouted.

"You're right." Han Qing said lightly.

"Don't you believe that?" The eighth master asked.

"You're right." Han Qing continued, shrugging his shoulders.

"Damn, you don't believe in the eighth master, I'll let you see it today." The eighth master said angrily.

At this moment, countless black lines shot out from this grimace, forming a huge net that penetrated directly into the ground.

In the next second, this huge net contracted and was immediately retracted.

The entire cave trembled violently, and then, in mid-air, there was some gray dirt.

Han Qing stared at it for a while, but didn't feel anything else on it, it was just ordinary dirt.

"You've pulled out some dirt, I've seen it." Han Qingdao.

"You don't understand at all, these are not ordinary mud, but a kind of mud after the burning of immortal talismans." Eight Masters said.

"Immortal talismans?" Han Qing raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, it should have been a long time ago, there was a strong man who threw an immortal talisman to seal this world, but somehow there was an accident, this immortal talisman did not produce the desired effect, and burned directly on this land."

"However, it is precisely in this way that this land actually has some of the power of that immortal talisman." The eighth master said proudly, with a smug expression, as if waiting for Han Qing to praise him.