Su Lang sat cross-legged on the ground and took out three Blood Condensation Pills from the Creation Ding.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Xu Tinglu, who was sleeping soundly on the stone table.

The ancestor of the Fang family smiled and said, "Don't worry about this girl. After leaving the secret realm, she will wake up. ”

He took a sip of the tea in his cup and looked like he was enjoying it.

"This tea is called Lingyuan Tea, which is made by melting Lingyuan leaves and brewing Lingyuan leaves and brewing a cold spring for thousands of years. Regardless of its endless aftertaste, the medicinal power contained in it can be transformed into the medicinal power of any elixir. Why don't you have a tasting with me?"

This tea has this energy effect?

Although he didn't know how much the Spirit Source Leaf and the Ten Thousand Year Cold Spring were worth, Su Lang was still shocked by this big deal.

The so-called spirit stone is the purest and most ancient mineral produced in the dragon's lair.

Unlike the spiritual liquid in the spiritual liquid pool, the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual stone is extremely pure and rich, and can be directly absorbed by the monks. Of course, direct absorption is really tyrannical.

According to Master Cui Jing, the top sect forces will use spirit stones to induce the production of precious herbs, and quickly improve the vintage and quality to achieve a higher degree of utilization.

The spirit stone is extremely hard. It can melt spirit stones and brew them into tea, but Su Lang has never heard of it.

The ancestor of the Fang family specially sent him a creation. After Su Lang hugged his fists and thanked him, he raised his teacup.

He ate three Ground-level Blood Condensation Pills like fried beans, and raised his head to drink the tea in his cup.

The entrance of the tea is pure and peaceful, and the mouth is fragrant. When it enters the throat, it turns into a medicinal power without any attributes.

Su Lang smacked his lips. Well, not as good as drinking.

The ancestor of the Fang family shook his hand: "You should learn how to taste tea......

Su Lang was slightly embarrassed. He closed his eyes. I saw that the milky white grinding disc was hazy and bright, and he ingested the blood coagulation pill and the medicinal power of Zhongzheng like a hungry tiger.

A trace of extremely pure blood coagulation pill medicinal power was ground out, and the subtle blood veins of the whole body were wandered.

It was as if there were countless ants gnawing at it. Su Lang tightened his mind, and his physical body, which had not moved since being tempered and strengthened by the innate aura, progressed slowly but firmly.

The potency was soon completely absorbed.

Su Lang opened his eyes and happened to face the Fang family ancestor.

The latter raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it finished absorbed?"

Su Lang nodded helplessly and said, "The younger generation has reached the bitter sea realm because of some coincidences. ”

"Don't fool me. Even if the grade of the Blood Clotting Pill is not high, with the medicinal power of a cup of Lingyuan Tea just now, the physical body at the peak of the Bitter Sea should be built in half a step!"

The ancestor of the Fang family looked at Su Lang carefully and muttered, "Isn't it a special physique?"

Special physique? Su Lang's heart moved. Is the yin and yang vortex in the chest related?

Old Ancestor shook his hand and said, "Drink! I'm going to see how much energy you need today." ”

The teapot filled with Lingyuan tea on the stone table flew steadily towards Su Lang.

Su Lang caught the teapot and did not push. The physical body is in a state of semi-breakthrough and semi-stagnation, and the qi and blood are stagnant, and there is no hesitation.

He looked at the spout of the pot, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he drank the clear tea.

"Alas. Tyrannical Destruction of Heavenly Things, Violent Heavenly Things!"

Old Ancestor sighed. I saw Su Lang close his eyes, and his body exuded an amazing power of qi and blood.

The medicinal power of the Blood Clotting Pill turned into a torrent, surging towards the various meridian levels, breaking through the stagnation.

"Broken!"

Su Lang let out a low snort, and his whole body burst out with a sound like fried beans.

The clothes on the body are windless and automatic.

"The realm of the physical body is clearly in the middle stage of the bitter sea, but the actual momentum is faintly higher than the late stage of the bitter sea, and the specific combat power is not yet known. What kind of monster are you?"

The ancestor of the Fang family shook the empty teapot and said with a strange expression: "You are not the reincarnation of a great power of the Buddhist Sect?"

Su Lang was stunned for a moment and waved the bun on the top of his head. The reincarnation of Buddhism? Where do you look like a bald and golden-bodied monk who has cultivated a golden bell hood and iron cloth shirt?

I saw the ancestor shaking his head with a wry smile and said, "But I'm confused." Reincarnation is just an empty talk. ”

His figure suddenly became illusory.

"Senior, you ......" Su Lang hesitated.

"Don't be taboo. It's time for my soul to return to the loess...... Then you listen. Don't make a sound, don't run away, don't be afraid. If you memorize one-tenth of them, your path will be smoother in the future. ”

Su Lang had a faint bad premonition. He bowed and listened.

"In this life, the old man has seen the truth that ordinary people can't see. If we use this as a reference, although the force is inferior, it is much stronger than those of the same generation......"

In the alchemy valley, a red whirlwind suddenly blew, whining, as if crying.

"I only hated it, and I didn't see through the fog of the road ahead until I was old. Looking back at the end, I learned that after thousands of years of cultivation and cultivation, it was finally a dream bubble. ”

The red whirlwind blew more violently. From it came a jumble of whispers and crying laughter.

Su Lang got goosebumps. He remembered the advice of the ancestor of the Fang family, visualized the sun of the sea, collected his mind, and just listened.

"This path has been the wrong since &*%. ”

A strange scream suddenly sounded all around, so that Su Lang just didn't hear the most critical place.

The figure of the Fang family ancestor became more illusory. He said to himself:

"I have practiced Dan all my life, but I didn't expect that I would become someone else's Dan. ”

"Empty wedding dress, empty wedding dress!" he looked up to the sky and laughed, looking like crazy.

Su Lang felt a chill in his back. What does the ancestor mean? Will he encounter this situation in the future?

The body of the Fang Family Ancestor suddenly began to grow blood-red hairs outward.

He glanced down, shook his head, and said, "But I found the wrong person." I'm just a wisp of remnant soul, how can you deprive me of it?"

Finally, he took a deep look at Su Lang.

"Poof. "The remnants are shattered.

A ferocious wave of qi was set off around the stone table, and the red whirlwind flew out and gradually dissipated.

A wisp of red hair floated against the wind and waves to Su Lang's body.

He tingled all over his body, and it seemed like he was about to grow strange hairs.

In the dantian, the grinding disc of the Taoist scripture was shaken.

The red fur was immediately shaken to the ground and turned into powder.

Su Lang breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly: "I have never heard that a living person will raise a corpse." ”

Low laughter echoed around them, fading away.

He didn't stand up until he was sure everything was safe.

Inside and outside the hospital, it was a mess. The medicinal herbs and ordinary plants and trees that were originally growing very well seemed to have been sucked out of their vitality, and they were all withered and yellow, leaving empty shells. Only the leaves still glowed with a faint glow of blood.

The stone table was in the center of the storm, so it was calm and undamaged.

The girl at the table was still asleep. She wasn't affected by the strange things that had happened a little before.

Is this lucky? Maybe.

Su Lang cherished the book left by the ancestor of the Fang family on the stone table.

"Fang's Alchemy Experience"

In the end, he didn't even leave a name.