"Be your dream of spring and autumn!"

Xiao Qian seemed to be guarding against thieves, put away the Immortal Pill, and didn't even let Zhong Qinglei take a look.

Zhang Tuo also stopped Zhong Qinglei, spreading his hands, as if playing the game of an eagle catching a chicken.

Looking at their nervous appearance, Zhong Qinglei was directly amused.

"I just want to joke with you. Are you so nervous? Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and give the Immortal Pill to your sect leader." Zhong Qinglei said, and muttered in a low voice: "Since he is the sect leader of Panmen, he must have eaten the Immortal Pill, right? I wonder if it will be discounted."

As a person who has used the Immortal Pill many times, Zhong Qinglei knows how much waste it will be when reusing it.

Although Liu Zhengyang's special edition is far beyond the reach of ordinary elixirs, it cannot withstand the discount on the efficacy of the medicine.

While speaking, Xiao Qian had already sent the Immortal Pill into the mouth of the leader of Panmen, and then stared at him nervously.

They naturally heard Zhong Qinglei's moaning to himself.

In the past, they fought with Yuanman people many times, and although they could not get the method of refining the Immortal Pill, they still got the finished elixirs more than once. For a while, they even arranged for powerful alchemists to study and try to imitate them.

But they all failed in the end.

Against this background, Xiao Qian's father once ate three immortal pills.

So they are very worried that what Zhong Qinglei said will become a fact.

After the special version of the pill was sent into Xiao Qian's father's mouth, the powerful medicinal power instantly melted in his body.

Let the listless leader of Panmen sect be refreshed.

Then, the already thin body of the Panmen Sect quickly recovered its luster, and the atrophic muscles also expanded again, allowing him to exude a strong aura again. If he was like an old man who was about to die, then he is now a muscular man.

Even his eyes burst out again.

After realizing the change in the body of the leader of Pan Sect, Xiao Qian and Zhang Tuo were both excited.

"Father! It's great! I finally found a way to save you!" Xiao Qian shouted excitedly.

Zhang Tuo said comfortably: "Finally, there is no need to watch the sect leader get thinner and thinner, and I can only secretly blame myself for being incompetent. If we could find Master Liu to help earlier, maybe the sect leader would have been cured long ago, and Yuan Man would have been destroyed by us long ago."

Judging from their opinions, they are quite confident in the strength of the Pan Sect Master.

It seems that as long as their sect leader recovers, all problems will become no problem.

Although they can understand their mood, their judgment is obviously outrageously wrong.

Zhong Qinglei poured cold water on them unceremoniously and said, "Even if you came to Liu Zhengyang early, it would have no effect. Liu Zhengyang had no idea how to refine the Immortal Pill, nor did he have the ability to snatch the method of refining from the Yuanman cultivators."

"That's true." Xiao Qian and Zhang Tuo, who were still in an excited state, didn't care about this little detail at all.

Slowly, the leader of Pan Sect had stood up again with his powerful immortal pill power.

He tried to move his body, waved his fists a few times, and each of them brought out a clear sound of wind and thunder.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, who would have believed that he was a person who was deeply poisoned and buried half of his body in the soil just now?
Chapter completed!