"Next time!"

Hongxiu roared: "Do you think Chen Xiu will be beaten and injured next time?"

Wu Yiru quickly waved her hand and said, "No...no next time..."                                                                                                                      �

Hongxiu became even more annoyed and shouted: "Did you curse Chen Xiu and can't pass this level now!"

"..." Wu Yiru was speechless and did not dare to get angry. She thought to herself: "The woman in love is really terrible!"

"Don't argue, it will cause me a headache!"

Feng Xinglie had already used his spiritual sense to check Chen Xiu's body and said, "The physical skills that Chen Xiu practiced are really amazing. Not only are the muscles, bones, skins, and internal organs have also been cultivated to be as hard as black iron.

Although Guan Haishan's light was powerful, most of the power had been pushed away by the sword and shield. When it exploded, it only hurt his blood and energy, and it was not in danger of life."

Hong Xiu was immediately overjoyed. When he looked down, he saw that Chen Xiu still closed his eyes and said worriedly, "Then... why is he still in a coma?"

"Although he was not in danger of life, his blood and energy were shaken back in the explosion, hurting his heart. He had to wait at least half a year before he could wake up."

"One half a year!"

Hongxiu, Wu Yiru and Shui Qingfeng screamed at the same time, and Shui Qingfeng even said: "Old Feng, Master Xiu is the person with the highest cultivation level here. Although we have temporarily escaped from Guan Haishan's pursuit, Hao Taichong may also send people to chase us.

Without Master Xiu’s leadership, we are afraid we will not be able to get out of Baiyun Mountain!”

"What are you anxious about?"

Feng Xinglie ran out a pill and said to Hongxiu: "I mean, it will take half a year to get Chen Xiu to recover without taking the medicine.

He took the dead wood pill I refined and could recover in just half a day."

"Old Feng, why do you have the Dead Wood Pill?"

Wu Yiru said in surprise: "Didn't I just refine one when I saw you?

"                                                                                                                               

I have refined five dead wood pills and three 'psychedelic pills' in total."

Feng Xinglie handed the remaining three dead wood pills to Hongxiu and the other three, and ordered: "Please keep this dead wood pill carefully. As long as your head is not cut off directly, even if you take this pill, even if you can't save your lives, you can at least save you from death without returning in one breath!"

“This pill is so magical?

!”

Although Shui Qingfeng and others had heard of the name of the Dead Wood Pill, it was the first time they came into contact with it. When they put it on the edge of their nose, a medicinal property that penetrated into their hearts penetrated into their bodies. It seemed that they had healed a little after being injured in the battle. They felt relaxed and they immediately believed Feng Xinglie's words.

"Illusion Pill?"

Wu Yiru asked, "Old Feng, could it be that the method you used to deal with Zhouxi and the other two was to use the illusion pill?"

"That's right."

Feng Xinglie smiled proudly and said, "Zhou Xi and the other three have great strength in their souls. With my current cultivation level, I can't use the Demon Thunder Sound to make them hallucinate. I treat my own people as you and kill each other."

Wu Yiru raised her thumb and praised, "Old Feng, your method of refining medicine just now opened my eyes.

I'm afraid that your old method of refining medicine is at the master level?

!”

"Pooh!"

Feng Xinglie said disdainfully: "I'm a master-level technique, and a master-level alchemist doesn't deserve it if I carry my shoes.

What kind of eyesight do you have?"

"Grandmaster Alchemist!"

Wu Yiru is a person who has been living in the Shengtian Gate. As one of the thirty-six sects, Wu Yiru knows, he is just a few unborn ancestor-level figures.

Feng Xinglie is actually an alchemist at the level of a master, which is more shocking than Feng Xinglie is a true master.

"Then... Mr. Feng, I have been very interested in refining medicine since I was a child, and I have defeated several well-known alchemists. They all said that I was born to be an alchemist's material..."                                                                                                   �

Wu Yiru was about to speak up for his disciples, but Feng Xinglie refused directly. He even laughed and scolded: "In addition to talent and understanding, the most important thing about being an alchemist is his mind and nature.

You are lively by nature and can't calm down. You will not achieve great success after learning medicine for 500 years."

Wu Yiru was disappointed. A master-level alchemist was even scarce than a true master. Alchemists at the master level would be guests when they went to that sect.

With a master-level alchemist like Feng Xinglie here, he was told that he did not have this talent. It felt like a beauty taking off her clothes in front of her, but she was powerless, which made him not feel lost.

"Hehe..." Shui Qingfeng laughed gloating when he saw Wu Yiru being defeated.

"Short guy, why are you laughing at!"

Wu Yiru said angrily: "If you laugh again, I'm going crazy!"

Shui Qingfeng usually hates others making fun of his figure the most. She usually has to use a knife with Wu Yiru, but this time she is not angry and ignores Wu Yiru's anger and says to Feng Xinglie: "Old Feng, I can stand my character, why don't you teach me to refine medicine."

"You are calm enough, but your talent is a little bit lacking.

After working hard throughout his life, his greatest achievement is probably to be able to practice to the level of intermediate refining.

I think you might as well practice martial arts honestly.”

"Hey..." Shui Qingfeng couldn't help but realize the truth, but Wu Yiru was happy.

"why are you laughing!"

Shui Qingfeng said angrily.

"I laughed at you as stupid."

"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid!"

Shui Qingfeng rolled up her sleeves and said, "My surname is Wu, don't you tell me clearly why I'm stupid. I'm not finished with you today!"

"This is not obvious. Mr. Feng said that I am not suitable for refining medicine, but you are not qualified enough.

This is not stupid, what is it?"

"……you!"

Shui Qingfeng stopped the qi from being crammed, but there was no way to refute it.

"Okay, stop arguing."

Feng Xinglie said to the two of you: "You are both martial arts geniuses who have never met for five hundred years. There is no need to go far and go to learn some medicine. Instead, you have wasted your talent.

Shui Qingfeng, although the skills you practice are domineering, they should have major flaws, which lead to disorders in the triple burner, which is because they are born dwarfs.

I have a pill recipe called colchicine, which can promote secondary development of the human body and restore your body to normal height!"

"Be...be serious!"

Shui Qingfeng suddenly became excited. The defect of height has always been his biggest pain. Now that the gods say that he can restore his height to normal, how can he not be excited! "Of course it's true. I never joke about the matter in the elixir."
Chapter completed!