Mr. Fu’s expression changed again and again.

Master Xuan had a calm face and spoke again:

"Fellow Daoist Fu, how are you thinking?"

Mr. Fu walked step by step to the futon and sat down. He picked up the spiritual tea on the tea table and took a sip. The atmosphere suddenly solidified.

Master Xuan narrowed his eyes.

Obviously he is not a patient person.

While Mr. Fu was pondering, he took the lead and said:

"If you follow my wishes, you have only one way to go today, Fellow Daoist Fu. However, just now our palace master showed mercy. She said that she will not force you to join our sect, but... if we need to refine five

Level Spirit Pill, Fellow Daoist Fu, you must obey the order unconditionally. Of course, we will not give you less for the alchemy reward, it is even twice as high as the price in the market!"

End of conversation.

Master Xuan waved his sleeve.

A dark red scroll flashed out.

The scroll opens.

A pungent smell of blood assaulted my nostrils.

Master Xuan waved his sword finger, and a drop of blood on his index finger fell on the blood contract with a "tick" sound. He quickly wrote a few lines on the blood contract, and then looked at Mr. Fu:

"Fellow Daoist Fu, sign your name on the blood contract!"

Master Xuan suddenly changed his tune.

This surprised and delighted Mr. Fu. He knew that this sudden change was most likely related to Fu Shiyi. Master Xuan had just exuded so much pressure just now. Then their palace master skills were even more profound. Fu Shiyi

The old man is even more worried about Fu Shiyi's safety.

"What? Fellow Daoist Fu, aren't you satisfied with this condition?!

”

Master Xuan saw that Mr. Fu was motionless.

Obviously a little angry.

"No, no"

In the face of absolute strength.

Mr. Fu didn't dare to make excuses, so he quickly pulled his mind back and looked at the blood contract in front of Suspension.

A few lines of blood contract.

It is exactly the condition that Master Xuan just mentioned.

After Mr. Fu confirmed that it was correct three times, he signed his name on the blood contract in accordance with the law. Then the blood contract turned into a ball of blood, half of it shot into the center of Master Xuan's eyebrows, and the other half shot into the center of Mr. Fu's eyebrows.

In the dark.

An invisible restraint is imposed on Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu looked at the Cangli Fruit floating in the air. When Master Xuan saw this, he rolled his eyes and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Fu, since you are unwilling to join our sect, I cannot give you this Cangliu Fruit for free. One Cangliu Fruit can make up for your fifty years of life, but it is not as good as the longevity tree you have worked so hard to search for."

How much is the difference between the longevity pills made? If you can get a spiritual object of equal value, this Cangli Fruit, Xuan can give it to you at a discount."

Longevity Pill can increase your lifespan by a decade.

Convert it.

That is ten years longer than the Cangli fruit.

But whether the longevity tree can be found is one thing. In addition, the refined longevity pill may not be enough for the Cheng family and the Ouyang family. Mr. Fu naturally wants the Cangli Fruit.

Wrong!

Mr. Fu felt agitated.

His penis is enlarged.

He looked at Master Xuan intently.

I was extremely shocked.

How did Master Xuan know about the fact that their group came in to look for the Immortal Tree?!

The mysterious woman wearing a veil who followed them flashed through Mr. Fu's mind. That mysterious woman was probably from the same sect as Master Xuan!

No wonder.

That mysterious woman is so familiar with this site.

Just.
Chapter completed!