Two days passed in a flash. No matter what the chaos outside was, the palace was still extremely calm.

It seemed as if everyone had forgotten this place, and after two days, there was not even a bird here.

In the bedroom.

Lu Fan sat in front of the green pond, quietly watching the rippling ripples, as if he could see some mystery from it.

Ling Yao and Xiao Hei were sitting aside, practicing quietly.

The elixir Lu Fan gave her last time was still absorbing the medicinal power bit by bit.

Not everyone can be like Lu Fan, with a strong body and can be absorbed at will. A warrior like Ling Yao, who can only be said to be quite talented, must take it step by step and absorb it carefully.

Last time Lu Fan ate a Divine Machine Pill, he absorbed it for ten days.

Now Ling Yao wants to completely absorb the elixir given to her by Lu Fan, it is estimated that it will not be able to complete it in just a few months.

However, Ling Yao's current cultivation level is about to break through to the realm of Earth Gang. According to her progress, it is estimated that she will be able to enter completely in a few days.

Ling Yao herself was also very happy. It turns out that it is different to have a great husband.

The cultivation level was moving upwards, and she was about to become a warrior in the Earth Gang realm soon.

Ling Yao has a sweet smile on her face during the past two days of practice.

Thirteen stared at Her Majesty motionlessly. He was like a stone, for two days, without saying a word, and without moving.

Her Majesty the girl was annoyed by him and kept saying, "Hey, Shi Tou. You said something, my name is Lin Ruoxue, what are your names?"

Thirteen looked at her calmly, without saying anything, as if he hadn't heard it.

Lin Ruoxue continued, "Are you deaf? I can't move anyway, so just talk with me, okay?"

Thirteenth still doesn't speak, just like petrification.

Lin Ruoxue was not angry. Thirteen didn't say anything, so she started talking by herself.

"If you don't speak, then I'll tell you. Can I tell you a story..."

Lin Ruoxue began to talk nonstop.

Thirteen closed his eyes, which is called the invisibility of the eyes.

On the other side, the saint sat next to Mr. Xu, lowered his voice and asked, "How have you recovered?"

Mr. Xu nodded uncheckably.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of the saint's mouth, and it seemed that everything was ready.

Suddenly, the saint injected a trace of her power into Mr. Xu's body.

Immediately, a piece of frost rose on Mr. Xu's face, and then Mr. Xu twitched all over.

"Old Xu, what's wrong with you, Mr. Xu?"

The saint held Mr. Xu's body and suddenly began to scream in surprise.

Lu Fan, Ling Yao, and Thirteen all cast surprise glances at them when they heard the saint's shouting.

Lu Fan immediately got up and came to the saint's side, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

The saint shouted loudly: "Backoff is a backlash of strength. His injuries are getting worse and worse, and he needs immediate treatment!"

Lu Fan grabbed Mr. Xu's hand, injected the Qi, and carefully investigated.

Immediately, Lu Fan felt that Mr. Xu's meridians and bones were all wrapped in cold air, and it seemed that he was indeed backfiring by the martial arts.

But Lu Fan left an extra mind, transforming the Gang Qi into the soul, and then exploring it with the power of the soul.

This time, Lu Fan felt Mr. Xu's stable sea of ​​consciousness and the stable aura of Mr. Xu's stable aura wrapped in cold air.

This is not like a sign of backlash. Lu Fan immediately became alert, but on the surface, he still had a serious face and asked, "What should I do?"

This is undoubtedly the saint's thoughts. The saint immediately shouted loudly: "Pill. I need a pure yang pill. The martial arts of our Northern God Kingdom are mainly cold. Pure yang pills are the best elixir to relieve backlash."

Ling Yao strode over and said, "Then you won't eat the Pure Yang Pill for him? Your Majesty, do you not have this Pill?"

The saint said anxiously: "The problem is that there is no one. But I still have the pills to refine Pure Yang Pills. Mr. Lu Fan, do you know how to refine elixirs? Now it depends on you. I will give you the medicinal materials and you can refine them quickly!"

The saint said, took out a handful of medicinal materials and stuffed them directly into Lu Fan's hand.

These medicinal materials are strange shapes and are rare medicinal materials that are hard to see in Wu'an.

Lu Fan hesitated and said softly: "But I am not a Qi Refiner after all. I am afraid I can't refine this pure Yang Pill."

The saint shouted: "It's okay to make it into medicine liquid, medicine powder. Mr. Lu Fan, it's not the time to be humble. Please hurry up!"

Lu Fan looked solemn, as if he was a little hesitant.

But in my heart, Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower had already shouted: "Great Master. These medicinal materials cannot be refined together. They are all medicinal materials with miasma. If they are refined together, they will kill people."

Lu Fan listened to the words of Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower, but did not answer.

He also knew that these medicinal materials could not be refined together. But the saint actually took them out in one hand, obviously he was prepared.

Lu Fan did not have an attack, and it seemed that he had made a decision with great difficulty. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try."

As he said this, Lu Fan took out the Ten-Planet Cauldron and threw the medicinal materials in.

The moment the Ten-Strait Cauldron was taken out, Lu Fan saw the saint's eyes lit up, and a little greed suddenly rose in his expression.

The old Mr. Xu, who had been twitching, suddenly stopped at this moment.

Lu Fan's heart was extremely open. The saint actually came for the Ten-Strait Cauldron.

Suddenly, Lu Fan recalled in his heart that the last time the Saint rushed into his door and saw the scene where he had finished refining the alchemy.

Could it be that time?

Lu Fan was puzzled in his heart, and he still injected the qi into the ten directions of the cauldron, and the Chinese medicinal materials of the cauldron began to be refined quickly.

Lu Fan shouted loudly, and the light suddenly became generous, as if he was refining an alchemy.

The medicinal materials quickly turned into medicinal liquid and began to flow in the cauldron.

But at this moment, a intoxicating fragrance suddenly appeared from the cauldron, and then a purple smoke floated out and directly stuck on Lu Fan's face.

Lu Fan screamed and took a few steps back, and fell to the ground.

The light of the Ten-Strait Cauldron immediately stopped and turned to the ground, and the medicine liquid flowed all over the ground.

"Lu Fan!"

Ling Yao screamed in shock and held Lu Fan.

Lu Fan shouted loudly: "My eyes, my Gangjin, I seem to be poisoned."

Ling Yao started to search for something in her small purse in a hurry.

And at this moment, the saint suddenly laughed.

Slowly, the saint walked to the Ten-Platform Cauldron and waved to hold the Ten-Platform Cauldron in his hand.

With a proud laugh, the saint said, "Don't look for it anymore. There is no medicine to save him. He is infected with miasma. He can only temporarily suppress it with Gangjin."

Ling Yao shouted in surprise: "His Majesty, what do you mean?"

The saint snorted coldly and said, "What do I mean? Lu Fan, do you really think you have caused me to be humiliated in Wu'anguo, and I won't take revenge on you?"

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