Wang Changsheng thought about it and planned to make preparations with both hands, looking for the antidote pill while preparing the body to take away.

Thinking about this, Wang Changsheng took out a black cloak and put it on, and walked out of the basement.

Out of the attic, Wang Changsheng found that Han Li hadn't come back yet.

He thought about it for a while, went out of the courtyard, and flew towards the deacon's hall.

"Stop, who's who?" As soon as Wang Changsheng approached the deacon's hall, he was stopped by a group of patrolling disciples, led by a tall middle-aged man.

"Wang Changsheng," Wang Changsheng said this, took out his identity token, and after injecting mana, the skull and jaw on the token closed one by one.

"In broad daylight, why are you wearing a cloak?" Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face softened, and he asked with some confusion.

"My face is injured, and it's inconvenient to see people," Wang Changsheng explained lightly.

"I see, if the injury is not serious, you should not wear a cloak, otherwise it will be easy to be misunderstood," the middle-aged man nodded and suggested.

"Got it, thank you for your advice," Wang Changsheng nodded and said, and after speaking, he walked quickly into the deacon's hall.

It didn't take long for Wang Changsheng to walk out of the deacon's hall quickly, and the imperial weapon returned to his residence.

Back in the basement, Wang Changsheng immediately took out the antidote pills that he had exchanged in the deacon's hall, and he took several of each antidote pills.

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng's face was still swollen, and several bulges were broken, exuding an unbearable fishy smell.

At this moment, Wang Changsheng couldn't keep his composure, so he took all the remaining antidote pills in an attempt to change the situation on his face.

What made Wang Changsheng feel desperate was that the condition on his face not only did not improve, but became more and more serious.

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng was terrified, according to this trend, he seemed to have no second way to go except to take away.

"Do you really want to take it away?" this thought flashed through Wang Changsheng's mind.

But soon, Wang Changsheng dispelled this idea, and now it is not to the point where he has to give it up, so there is no need to take it away immediately.

At this time, Wang Changsheng remembered a sect of cultivating immortals---- Qingdanmen.

Qingdanmen is one of the five major immortal cultivation sects of Zhao State, famous for alchemy in Zhao State, and most of the disciples of Qingdanmen will refine pills.

"Maybe the alchemist of the Qingdan Sect can solve the injuries on his face," Wang Changsheng thought to himself in his heart.

Wang Changsheng calculated, if he hurried with all his strength, it would take more than ten days to go back and forth from the Yin Sha Mountain Range to the Cuiyun Mountain Range, and in this time, whether the toxins would get out of control he didn't know.

He thought about it and felt that it would be better to take Han Li on the road, if the toxin on the road got out of control, he could take Han Li away.

Wang Changsheng changed his clothes and walked out of the attic, finding that Han Li hadn't come back yet.

He waited for most of the day, and Han Li didn't come back.

"This kid can't be killed when he goes out, right?" Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

Wang Changsheng waited for another half an hour, Han Li hadn't come back yet, he shook his head, sacrificed the Snow Wind Boat, and flew towards the outside of the sect.

The Immortal Cultivation Realm lacked everything, even if there was no shortage of low-level cultivators, it was a big deal to catch a Qi Refining Stage cultivator on the way, there was no need to wait for Han Li.

After leaving the Yin Sha Mountain Range, Wang Changsheng injected a large amount of mana into the Snow Wind Boat and quickly flew towards the Cuiyun Mountain Range.

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Qingdan Pavilion is a shop opened by Qingdan Gate, selling a variety of pills to the outside world, the business is very hot, and there are many immortal cultivators in and out of Qingdan Pavilion.

Zhao Wu is an attendant of the Qingdan Pavilion, responsible for introducing the pills to the guests, and the more the guests buy, the more his commission will be.

On this day, Zhao Wu was waiting at the door, his eyes quickly swept over the guests entering the store, as if he was looking for something.

Suddenly, a man wearing a black cloak and three spirit beast bags hanging from his waist appeared in Zhao Wu's line of sight.

With Zhao Wu's many years of experience, with three spirit beast bags hanging around his waist, the other party's net worth must be a lot, and such a guest is very generous.

Zhao Wu's eyes lit up, and he greeted him with a smile on his face: "This senior, do you need a little help?"

He sniffed lightly a few times, and sniffed an unbearable fishy smell from the man in front of him, and his brow furrowed, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Where is your shopkeeper, take me to him," a man's voice came from within the cloak.

"Yes, senior, please come with me," Zhao Wu heard this, his face was happy, and he led the other party to the second floor.

The man wearing the cloak is naturally Wang Changsheng, Qingdan Pavilion is a shop opened by Qingdanmen, Wang Changsheng hopes to buy the antidote pill here.

When he came to the second floor, Wang Changsheng saw a middle-aged man with good facial features holding a scroll and reading it with relish.

Seeing someone coming up, the middle-aged man immediately put down the scroll in his hand.

Zhao Wu walked quickly to the middle-aged man and whispered a few words in his ear.

"I see, you go down!" the middle-aged man nodded and ordered.

Zhao Wu answered, bowed and retreated.

"In Xia Hao Zhen, I don't know what to call this fellow Daoist?" the middle-aged man stood up and said to Wang Changsheng with a smile on his face.

"Zhao Gan, I want to buy some antidote pills, I don't know if your store has them?" Wang Changsheng reported a fake name and made his intention clear.

"Of course, there are several kinds of detoxification pills, well, the Hundred Poison Pill, Qingling Pill, Qingyuan San, Xueqing Pill, I don't know which one Zhao Daoyou wants?" said the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Are there any other antidote pills?" Wang Changsheng shook his head and said.

"There is also a kind of Washing Yuan Pill, but this kind of pill is extremely difficult to refine, and an alchemist in our store can refine this pill, but whether you can say that she can be moved to make an alchemy for Your Excellency depends on Your Excellency," the middle-aged man nodded and said.

"Oh, is this alchemist here? I wonder if Hao Daoyou can introduce Zaixia?" Wang Changsheng rolled his eyes and asked.

"No problem, Zhao Daoyou wait a moment," the middle-aged man agreed, and after speaking, he turned around and walked towards a side room on the second floor.

It didn't take long for the middle-aged man to walk out, followed by a woman in a yellow shirt with delicate facial features and a graceful figure, who had the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building.

"Senior Sister Liu, it's this Zhao Daoyou who wants you to help refine the Washing Yuan Pill," the middle-aged man pointed at Wang Changsheng and introduced.

The woman in the yellow shirt nodded, sniffed lightly a few times, and a flash of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Fairy Liu, right! I hope that Liu Daoyou can help refine a furnace of washing Yuan Dan, the price is negotiable," Wang Changsheng said straight to the point.

"Do you have a thousand-year elixir?" said the woman in the yellow shirt coldly.

"What's the matter?, does it take a thousand-year-old elixir to refine the Washing Yuan Pill?" Wang Changsheng asked quietly.

"No, but I need a thousand-year elixir, and if I don't have a thousand-year elixir, don't think I'll refine the Washing Yuan Pill for you," the woman in the yellow shirt said coldly.

"There is no thousand-year-old elixir on the lower body, but there are still two or three thousand spirit stones, so let's do it! If Fairy Liu helps refine a furnace of Washing Yuan Dan, in addition to the reward of two thousand spirit stones, how about giving the fairy two five-hundred-year-old elixirs in his hand together?" Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment and said.

Hearing this, the woman in the yellow shirt was a little moved on her face, and after thinking for a moment, she opened her mouth and said: "Xiyuan Dan is extremely difficult to refine, and it is good to be able to produce one furnace out of ten furnaces, but the reward you give is far from enough." ”

"You can add another two thousand spirit stones below," Wang Changsheng gritted his teeth and said.

"I'm sorry, I don't lack spirit stones, I'm only interested in the thousand-year-old elixir now, and without the thousand-year-old elixir, I won't help you refine the Washing Yuan Pill," the yellow-shirted woman shook her head and said coldly, after speaking, she turned around and walked towards the side room.

"I'm sorry, Zhao Daoyou, Senior Sister Liu has such a temper, why don't you go and take a look elsewhere?, or do you go and bid for a thousand-year-old elixir?" the middle-aged man smiled and opened his mouth to suggest.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng nodded, turned around and walked downstairs.

In fact, Wang Changsheng did have a thousand-year-old elixir in his hand, but this was the territory of Qingdanmen, he didn't dare to take out the thousand-year-old elixir easily, who knew if the other party would see the money, you know, some time ago, because of five thousand spirit stones, several disciples of Qingdanmen followed him with bad intentions.

The thousand-year-old elixir, this is something that monks in the Yudan period are tempted by.

In addition to worrying about the other party's intention to see wealth, Wang Changsheng also had another concern, that is, the other party received a thousand-year-old elixir, but it was perfunctory.

Qingdan Pavilion was opened by Qingdan Gate, and the other party said that it could not be refined to wash the Yuan Dan, and Wang Changsheng was helpless.

Out of the Qingdan Pavilion, Wang Changsheng ran a few shops selling elixirs, and there were a lot of detoxification pills, but Wang Changsheng had tried all these pills, and it was useless.

It seems that it is still necessary to ask the woman in the yellow shirt to make a move, but if he takes out the thousand-year-old elixir, Wang Changsheng is worried that the other party will be rich.

Wang Changsheng thought about it, and a bold idea came to his mind.