Leng Ling'er also agreed, with the enemy now, everyone is counting on Ding Fan.
As soon as I returned to Fuyun Residence, there was a knock on the door, and then Lan Yaoshi and his wife came in. They both fell to the ground and bowed.
"I've said it many times, the two seniors don't have to do this in private." Ding Fan quickly stopped him.
"Check the alliance leader's pulse as usual." Lan Yaoshi chuckled.
Ding Fan sat down, with the couple on one left and one on the right. For the sake of safety, they then changed positions. After exchanging glances, Lan Yaoshi nodded and said: "The leader is in good health and everything is normal."
"If I feel uncomfortable, I can feel it myself."
Ding Fan didn't take it seriously. He was not a patient, so he didn't need to check Ping An's pulse every day.
Before the two of them left, Ding Fan said seriously: "Seniors, just say what you have to say."
"I'm just afraid of being rude!" Lan Yaoshi handed over his hand.
"It doesn't matter."
Taking a deep breath, Medicine Master Lan seemed to have made great determination and took out a jade box, which contained a pale golden pill. The aroma was overflowing and soon filled the whole room.
"What a good thing?" Witten has a keen sense and good things happen again.
Fortune Pill!
The first batch of five coins was given to Mo Yuhong for medical treatment, and the rest were given to Lan Yaoshi and his wife for safekeeping.
"Leader, we have discussed for a long time and think it would be more appropriate for the Ally Leader to take one." Kuang Yunni said bluntly.
Picking up the Good Fortune Pill, Ding Fan looked at it for a moment and asked with a smile: "If this is the case, why are you two so hesitant?"
well!
Pharmacist Lan sighed, shook his head and said: "Since returning from Canglong Mountain, the alliance leader's physique has greatly increased and decreased. Good Fortune Pill is a treasure in the world. I really can't predict the adverse reactions that the alliance leader will have if he takes it at this time."
"Sister Hong has taken it and doesn't feel any discomfort."
"But Mo Yuhong is not a cultivator and cannot be used as a reference." Lan Yaoshi waved his hand.
Still haven’t made it clear!
Kuang Yunni took over the topic and said sincerely: "It is also because we are at a loss because the main body of the alliance will always be consumed. We have to use the Good Fortune Pill to consolidate the immortal roots. The two are contradictory, and after thinking about it, we are in a dilemma."
Ouch!
Wei Teng was impatient and shouted: "It's obviously stupid, but you still think about the problem with mortal thinking. The changes in my brother are all because of the existence of this deity."
Ding Fan ignored him and was moved by the two people's foresight. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you two seniors for thinking carefully about it for me. What should I pay attention to after taking it?"
"It takes a week to refine it, and no one is allowed to disturb it during this period. The two of us are willing to protect the alliance leader!" Lan Yaoshi and Kuang Yunni handed over their hands.
Ding Fan waved his hand, "The underground palace still needs to be perfected and needs two people to take care of it personally. As long as I have Ling'er on my side, it will be fine."
"Yes, if anything happens, I will inform everyone." Leng Ling'er nodded.
Lan Yaoshi and his wife looked at each other and did not raise any objection. They brought the purified water and asked Ding Fan to take the Good Fortune Pill.
The pill is as light as a goose feather in the hand, but when swallowed down the throat, it feels like it weighs a thousand pounds. The sensation of the Good Fortune Pill passing through every part of the body is particularly obvious.
Ding Fan sat cross-legged and felt the pill slowly melting in his body, and the wisps of breath spread to his limbs and bones. It felt very strange.
Lan Yaoshi and his wife stood by nervously. It was not until an hour later that Ding Fan's breathing was even and there was no abnormality. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. The most dangerous moment was over.
Bowing to Leng Ling'er, the two of them whispered a few words and retreated.
"It's too slow. I can't wait seven days."
Without any explanation, Wei Teng drew out an aura and merged it into Ding Fan's Ren veins.
It was simple and rough, and the impact of the breath on his chest was about to burst. Ding Fan's body shook for a while, his face turned pale, and he wished he could spit out a mouthful of blood to feel comfortable.
"Xiaofan!" Leng Ling'er quickly moved forward.
But Wei Teng warned: "Brother Fan, don't worry, you can't die as long as I'm here! Just focus on the breath, follow it, and don't worry about the rest."
Ding Fan endured the pain in his body and did what Witten did.
What a nonsense!
Leng Ling'er was so anxious that Wei Teng hummed: "Ling'er, who in the world cares most about Brother Fan's life safety?"
"Brother Wei." Leng Ling'er reluctantly spat out the two words.
"Isn't that enough? Why are you wandering around, affecting my performance, just stay here." Witten complained.
"Brother Wei, please take it easy, it won't be a big deal if you refine it for a few more days."
"What do you know, you think I'm harming him?" Wei Teng bluntly attacked: "Ling Gui's brain is just not enough. Let me ask you, what did the two alchemists call Xiao Fan when they saw him?"
"Leader, me too." Leng Ling'er rolled her eyes and asked knowingly.
"Why do you call Xiaofan the leader of the alliance instead of you, him, or her?" Witten asked again.
"This, Xiaofan is the chosen one..."
"Stop it, in a nutshell, Xiaofan is stronger than you. Hehe, the strong is king!"
Wei Teng chuckled, while Leng Ling'er was speechless.
"It takes others seven days to refine the Good Fortune Pill, but Xiaofan only takes one day. Doesn't it look awesome?"
Speechless!
Leng Ling'er wiped the cold sweat from the illusion and retorted: "Brother Wei, you can't say that, Xiaofan is not you after all."
"Why not? You say Fandi is great, he says Fandi is great, and in the end, he is really great."
Although his education was not high, he had a lot of fallacies. Wei Teng was impressed by his eloquence and laughed happily. His hand shook and his breath was too strong. Ding Fan suddenly fell backwards and was blocked by Leng Ling'er.
She scolded Wei Teng a hundred and eight times in her heart, but she knew that her words could not persuade him, and it also distracted him from talking. Leng Ling'er had no choice but to wait for Ding Fan to sit down again, and then silently stepped aside.
Late at night the next day, two lights lit up in the night, and Ding Fan opened his eyes.
Looking through the dark night, through the window of the building opposite, Ding Fan saw a white-collar worker wrapped in a quilt working overtime, taking a bite of instant noodles and typing a line quickly.
He was still mumbling.
What kind of work requires talking while doing it?
Ding Fan was curious, so he focused his attention and couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that the man was cursing someone. Who was he scolding if he wasn't his boss?
Immediately afterwards, more sounds resounded in his mind. The sound of wind, water, voices, and traffic all flooded into his mind at once, making Ding Fan frown.
"Brother Fan, your perception has improved now, and no information within a hundred meters can escape. Of course, you need to practice and learn to distinguish what you want to refine." Witten explained.
I see.
Ding Fan closed his eyes and returned his attention to Fuyunju, where someone was also scolding.
Wu Yahuan!
"Stinky Ding Fan! Bad Ding Fan! We live under the same roof and we don't see each other every day. Are you forcing me to move out? If I don't leave, I'll have to pay the rent for you!"
I got up and went to Wu Yahuan's room, knocked on the door, and gently turned the door handle, but it was unlocked.
"Huanhuan, are you asleep?" Ding Fan stood at the door.
No response, he walked directly in and turned on the light. Wu Yahuan was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt, motionless.
"Asleep?"
…
"Then don't bother me."
Wu Yahuan turned over and said in a daze: "Who turned on such a bright light and disturbed me?"
Drama queen!
Ding Fan laughed out loud, walked over and sat down by the bed.
"Xiaofan, why are you here?" Wu Yahuan rubbed his eyes and yawned.