readx(); Holding the vial containing the purple spirit bamboo liquid, Fang Yan came to the small building in the space again, picked and took out a few storage bags inside, and then flashed out. When he returned to the secret room and sat down, he opened all the bottles and cans and jade boxes in front of him, poured them into the medicine pod one by one, and finally poured a small half bottle of bamboo liquid into it.

Next, the dialect took out the Xuan Spirit Flame again, and slowly baked it under the Ding, and soon there was a strange fragrance in the Ding, but the dialect was unmoved, and continued to manipulate the spiritual fire to refine. Qingluan was confused, and he could see Fang Yan's solemn appearance, knowing that what he was doing at the moment was very important, so he didn't bother, just quietly on the side

After about a meal, the dialect stopped, and it was much easier to prepare the spiritual liquid than his alchemy, and with his half-baked alchemy, there was no danger that anything would go wrong. Then Fang Yan divided the refined spiritual liquid into two large jade bottles, put it away in a wooden box, and placed it in front of Qingluan.

"This is the essence of the essence of the decoction, I specially prepared it for Rui'er and Lin'er, it is very good for them to lay a solid foundation, wait for you to take it to your mother, let them take it immediately. Fang Yan pointed to the wooden box and said to Qingluan. Her own pair of children have always followed the Lin family and grew up beside her since they were children, which also added some joy to her.

"Washing the essence and cutting the marrow, and this kind of decoction, I'm afraid it's not cheap, right? Does the young master know the medicinal power of this decoction, besides, Lin'er They are still young and have just started cultivating, is it a little earlier to take the pill now?" Qingluan naturally knows the temperament of the dialect, and rarely does something that he is not sure of, but this is a major matter related to the cultivation of his children, so he still couldn't help but ask, and there was no lack of blame for the extravagant use of the dialect.

"Hehe, although our family is not very rich, it is no longer the time of Yannan City, and the spirit stone should still be spent. Cultivation is the most important foundation, although it is unknown what the qualifications of the two children's spiritual roots are, it is always right to build a solid foundation, and it is not for them to take the Cultivation Pill in advance, so you don't have to worry too much. Fang Yan said with a smile.

How could he not hear the meaning of Qingluan's words, so he had to persuade a few words, and told the origin of this decoction again, so as not to worry about her. Although she has long been a foundation building monk, Qingluan still maintains the habit of diligence and thrift, she knows that the spirit stones of dialects are not easy to come by, and even if she has a huge fortune in her hands, she is still the same.

"Also, these are for you, be careful not to make people feet. The disaster in South Vietnam is about to break out, and a large number of monks will be sent to the battlefield, I am afraid that even you will not be spared in the future, only by improving your strength can you protect yourself, and spend more time cultivating in peacetime. After speaking, Fang Yan took out two storage bags from his arms, one contained pills and other things, two bottles of earth soul milk were also in it, and the other was the classic exercises and related items of the beast control department.

When he was in the secret realm, Fang Yan had killed several disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain, all of whom were cultivated in the middle and late stages of foundation building, and they got a lot of things about the beast from them, which would be of great help to Qingluan. It's just that like other sects, Spirit Beast Mountain will never allow its own sect's secret techniques to be passed on, so Qingluan has to be careful to cover it up, so he can't let people have the origin of something.

Speaking of which, today is the first time that Fang Yan has urged Qingluan to cultivate, and in the past, he was addicted to those spirit beasts and spirit insects because of Qingluan's temperament, and he rarely cared about her combat power. But when he came back this time, he happened to pass by the forefront of the immortal and demon war, and he faintly felt that this war might be far beyond imagination, and it was difficult to say how big the scope of the impact was, and it was only right to prepare early.

Qingluan unconsciously flashed a trace of surprise, but the melancholy on Fang Yan's face was not concealed in the slightest, although Qingyuan Sect was away from the war, as long as he was in South Vietnam, sooner or later he would be involved in this immortal and demon war. He thought that it would be better to enjoy the shade with his back against the big tree, but who knew that joining the Qingyuan Sect would still not be safe, and he guessed that the damage caused by this war to South Vietnam would probably be worse than the catastrophe of heaven and earth.

Luan's tense little face, Fang Yan realized his gaffe at this time, hurriedly came back to his senses, pretended to smile at Qingluan easily, thought about it and took out two storage bags. This was prepared by him for the Lin family and Su Yanqing, most of the Lin family's pills and spiritual weapons and other things, but the earth soul milk could not be taken because her cultivation was still low, and Fang Yan was just thinking about how to get her something to save her life.

It just so happened that Qingluan was about to go over, so she handed it over to the Lin family by the way, and Su Yanqing's one was handed over to her when he returned to the room, but at this time he still had one more thing he wanted to figure out, that is, the gray pagoda. Fang Yan remembered that when the demon attack that day, a gray tower appeared at the last moment, and he was extremely impressed, because it was very similar to the one in his soul card.

The scene of that inner demon is very realistic, and the dialect is still vivid in his mind at this moment, so he wants to summon the soul card now, what are the similarities and differences between the gray tower that appeared in the inner demon.

"This, this is, how could this be!" Before he could check the dialect, he was taken aback when he touched the primordial spirit, and he couldn't believe his eyes. It turned out that the Yuanshen villain in front of him was half white and half black, exactly the same as himself in the inner demon, as if the inner demon was not over.

How can there be such a primordial god, it is unheard of at all, but everything in front of him is so real, it does not seem to be in vain at all. Fang Yan hurriedly searched in the sea of knowledge, don't want the demon with the same appearance as himself to hide here, then even if he completely confesses in this life, what good end can he have with the demon for life?

Fortunately, after some searching, except for his own Yuan Shen strangely turned black and white, nothing else in the sea of knowledge has changed, otherwise the dialect will be uneasy. But even so, he couldn't feel at ease, the Yuan Shen was the foundation of the monk, and if he didn't figure out what such a big thing happened, what kind of cultivation would he talk about in the future, maybe he wouldn't even know how to die.

"Could it be the reason for the soul card?" In a hurry, the dialect first connected the gray tower, the mutation of the primordial god is related to the matter of the heart demon, and this gray tower that suddenly appeared in the heart of the demon, how can it get out of it.

When he summoned the soul card and carefully inspected every corner inside, his heart was full of disappointment, and with a little inexplicable happiness. The gray tower that appeared in the heart demon is the one that appeared not long ago in the soul card, and there is no difference between the two, it can be certain.

It's just that Fang Yan still can't figure out how this pagoda, which he can't enter, can appear in his inner demons, and almost kill the black and white figure in an instant. At this moment, Fang Yan still remembered clearly that the figure was very afraid of this gray tower, and before fleeing, he was still shouting loudly about some cause and effect, as if this gray tower had an extraordinary origin.

It's a pity that Fang Yan can't even enter it, and how can he know its origin, but this thing can be regarded as helping himself, otherwise the outcome of that demon will be unpredictable. It's just that apart from confirming the Gray Tower, the dialect has nothing to find in the soul card space, and nothing abnormal can be found in it. He even asked about the two demon pets who were cultivating in the hall, and he didn't know what was abnormal, even if the gray tower had been used passively.

"It's really a strange thing, and this kind of strange thing is not enough, do you really think that you are not afraid of chaos?" It has only been a few days since he returned to the sect, but several strange things have happened to him in a row, and that strange flower is not important, at least not his life, this Yuan Shen can not joke, and Fang Yan thinks that this matter is not funny at all.

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