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Taking advantage of the fact that the liquid medicine had just begun to stick, Qin Moran hurriedly took out an iron skewer and divided it seven horizontally and seven vertically on the liquid medicine.

Thanks to his fast movements, once these medicinal liquids were separated, they soon began to solidify, and because of the contraction of their own tension, they actually contracted into dark green solids on their own, although the shape was irregular, they could barely be called pills.

Unintentionally refining the detoxification into an antidote pill, Qin Moran himself was a little dumbfounded.

In this way, it is not very difficult to refine the pills used by foundation building cultivators.

Twist a detoxification pill in front of your eyes and observe carefully, you can clearly see that the detoxification pill is fragrant, smelling it makes people feel refreshed, and its medicinal effect will be several times that of detoxification.

This time, sixty-four antidote pills were refined, and if they were sold, they would surely be able to exchange for a lot of spirit stones.

Qin Moran knew that the matter of the antidote pill must not be known to the high immortal master, so he carefully hid the antidote pill in the dry grass on the bed.

He believed that this thing could save his life at a critical moment.

When Qin Moran came to Changchun Valley on the forty-ninth day, the drizzling rain finally stopped.

At this moment, it is late autumn, and the red leaves on the mountains are scattered in the autumn wind, and the weather is already cool.

Qin indifferently struggled to get up, the warm quilt was a severe test of his willpower.

Pushing open the door of the hut, a chill came over my face. The little silver fox Mi'er shook her hair, glanced at the mud outside the door, and retracted half of her legs that had stretched out the door, turned around and jumped on the bed, and continued to fall asleep.

"Mi'er, you're such a lazy guy!" patting Mi'er's ass angrily, Qin indifferently rushed out of the door topless, continuing his daily routine of exercise.

After exercising shirtless in the muddy water for more than an hour, Qin Mo was full of energy and went to the stream to wash.

In this Changchun Valley, Qin Moran lives alone most of the time, whether he washes or not, whether he is sloppy or not, in fact, it doesn't matter.

If you really want to talk about it, that high immortal master is sloppy, he is practicing diligently all the time, his beard is unkempt, he is unkempt, and he has no image of an immortal cultivator at all.

However, as a person who has accepted the high-quality life of technological civilization, he is also a Virgo who is picky about everything. Qin Moran has already developed strict personal hygiene habits, and he is always meticulous in his daily washing work. At all times, his clothes were clean.

It's not that he's squeamish, it's that this habit has long formed his instinct.

In this regard, Gao Xianshi was quite unimpressed. People who are destined to live less than a year, no matter how clean they are, who will they show them?

Qin Moran took the basin and came to the stream, the stream was cool, like a mirror, reflecting Qin Moran's shadow.

In the stream, it is clear that he is a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright stars, with sharp eyes and a strong body, as if he contains infinite strength. Now he is much stronger than Qin Moran on the earth, his bearing is calm, his eyebrows are heroic and awe-inspiring, and he unconsciously gives birth to a bit of majestic bearing.

At this moment, Qin Moran was in a trance, and it was difficult to overlap his current self with the shadow of the past. He didn't know if the experience of these two months was his dream of Nanke.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be quite narcissistic, kid Qin!" Suddenly the voice of the High Immortal Master came from behind him, and then, the water reflected the gloomy face of the High Immortal Master, looking at Qin Indifferent's back, his eyes were hot, with irrepressible longing.

It's time to come, it's finally coming.

Qin Moran's scalp was numb, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

"Your kid is going to be doing well for a while. The High Immortal Master came to Qin Moran's side and reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Qin Moran clenched his fists, he could clearly feel that the High Immortal Master was not the slightest defense.

At this time, if you suddenly cast a cold arrow, take out the bamboo dagger hidden in your chest, and stab it fiercely, I don't know if you can take the life of a dog surnamed Gao?

In Qin Moran's heart, there was an irrepressible urge to assassinate the High Immortal Master.

The idea of assassination has been planned for a long time.

He knew that if he didn't resist, he would never be able to get rid of the control of the High Immortal Master. Even if the Waste Pill didn't kill him, the High Immortal Master wouldn't let him live.

He worked hard every day to improve his strength and agility. In order to succeed in the sneak attack with one blow.

Taking advantage of the fact that the high immortal master is not strong now, there is still a possibility of success in the assassination.

When he absorbs the medicinal power of the Vajra Pill, the power of his physical defense is greatly increased, and if he wants to sneak attack again, he will have no chance at all.

For this reason, while the High Immortal Master was leaving the valley, Qin indifferently climbed the cliff at a height of twenty meters with great difficulty.

In the middle of the cliff, there is a bush of lush bamboo.

Nanzhu has a tight texture, and some primitive tribes on the earth have long had a precedent for using Nanzhu to sharpen weapons.

Qin Moran deliberately chose a tough Nanzhu pipe, and sharpened one end as sharp as a knife, with the lethality of a dagger.

If he suddenly pierces, with his current arm strength, he should be able to pierce the High Immortal Master.

"I've been waiting for you to fully nourish your body, and I've been waiting for twenty more days. Gao Immortal Master said with a pleasant face: "Time is precious, we can't wait any longer." ”

Yes, it can't wait any longer.

Today, either you die or I die!

Qin Moran's hand quietly touched the handle of the bamboo dagger.

"By the way, I remember that you carried a bamboo pipe with you, show it to me. The High Immortal Master said as if unintentionally.

The voice was not loud, but to Qin Indifferently, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Oh no, my small actions were discovered by the other party, which is a big trouble.

The High Immortal Master glared at Qin Innoran with burning eyes.

At this time, if you want to sneak attack and assassinate again, it is tantamount to seeking your own death.

Qin Moran had no choice but to hand over the Nanzhu dagger.

Gao Immortal Master took it in his hand, touched the sharp blade, stared at Qin Moran's eyes, and said with a smile: "It's quite sharp, if it is used to stab people, it is estimated that it will be a blood hole." ”

Qin Moran's heart was pounding.

He knew that the High Immortal Master was already suspicious of him.

How do you lie?

A flash of inspiration flashed in Qin Moran's mind.