"It's impossible for me to abandon my cultivation."
"I, Su Changfeng, have hard-earned cultivation, how can I waste it so easily?"
"I suddenly changed my mind and don't want to kill you."
Although Su Changfeng said he didn't want to kill him, the old man had a bad feeling in his heart when he saw Su Changfeng's evil smile.
"What do you want to do? I'm warning you, don't mess around!"
Su Changfeng smiled, said nothing, raised his hand to the nearest shelf, and struck out with a palm!
boom!
I saw that the shelf and all the pill jars on the shelf were completely destroyed.
"ah!!!"
The old man screamed in distress.
"My Dingyan Pill, my Yang Yang Pill!"
"You bastard, don't destroy my hard work!"
The corner of Su Changfeng's mouth raised slightly: "If you give me the antidote to thousand-year drunkenness, I will stop. How about that?"
The old man gritted his teeth and said, "You're dreaming! Humph, I can't give it to you! You don't have much time, the Imperial Guard is coming soon."
boom!
Su Changfeng struck again, destroying the elixir on a shelf again.
"Before they arrive, I can destroy all the elixirs here, including your alchemy room."
"I think you should believe what I say."
boom!
Su Changfeng blasted out his third palm, and dozens of priceless elixirs were reduced to ashes.
The old man finally couldn't bear it anymore.
His face turned pale, and he said quickly: "Stop, stop! I give up, why don't I give up!"
"Most of the elixirs here are refined by me. They are my lifelong efforts. I can't bear to see you destroy them. I can't stand it..."
"Don't you just want the antidote to thousand-year drunkenness? I'll give it to you!"
"Wait here!"
After saying that, he opened the door of the darkroom and walked in.
After a while, he returned and handed a small white porcelain bottle to Su Changfeng.
"There are three antidotes here. Take one pill a day and take three pills. No matter how serious the situation is, it can be resolved."
Su Changfeng took the medicine bottle, opened it, and poured three pills into the palm of his hand.
Immediately, a strong aroma penetrated into his nostrils.
The pill is like a purple agate, crystal clear and really beautiful.
Su Changfeng looked at the silver-haired old man: "If this is not an antidote but poison, I promise, I will sneak in here again, kill you first, and then destroy all the elixirs here."
The old man snorted coldly, seeming very angry.
"As the master of Ten Thousand Poisons Pavilion, I will not do such a disgraceful thing!"
"You are insulting me!"
Su Changfeng was stunned.
The master of Wandu Pavilion?
He had heard of the name Ten Thousand Poison Pavilions before and understood that this organization was a medicine refining force used by the Northern Hungarian royal family.
It seems that the previous rumors from the outside world are indeed correct.
"Okay, since you said that, then I have no doubts."
Su Changfeng smiled, put away the small porcelain bottle, and put it in his arms: "Thank you for the antidote, farewell!"
After saying that, he turned around and disappeared.
Just a minute after he disappeared.
Wow.
Dozens of heavily armed guards rushed in.
Naturally, they had received the alarm from the silver-haired old man before and came to arrest him...
