Elder Feng's body shook slightly. This time, he felt that he was really uncomfortable.
Because of the abnormality in his body, he felt that the divine power in his body was also a little troublesome, and he began to have problems concentrating the divine power.
Thinking that something might really be wrong with him, he took out the few purple soul pills he had once again, and quickly swallowed one...
On the side of Yaoling Hall, Ming Wuyan is using the Shenjie Guanwei to pay attention to Feng Lao.
This time, she carefully saw the Purple Soul Pill in his hand.
The whole body of this elixir is purple, with a beautiful luster of medicinal spirit flashing. It is not only an ordinary soul refining elixir, but also has multiple effects of freezing the face, repairing the body, and relieving the discomfort of the soul.
She thought that the only person in the world who could refine this kind of elixir was Master Ziyun.
In other words, the elixir in Feng Lao's hands was really refined by Master Ziyun.
However, she also saw clearly that Mr. Feng was very careful when holding the pill, and presumably he cherished the Purple Soul Pill very much.
If these elixirs are really related to Master Ziyun, then the number of these elixirs should be very limited.
After taking the elixir, Mr. Feng briefly adjusted his physical condition, and then walked towards the Hall of Medicine Spirit.
A moment ago, he still wanted to take the opportunity to kill everyone in the Yaoling Temple, but after taking the Purple Soul Pill, he changed his mind.
He has encountered too many things recently, and he has less than five purple soul pills left, so he still needs purple soul pills urgently.
Thinking of this, he changed one of his orders...
When Ming Wuyan found out that Elder Feng had returned to the Hall of Medicine Spirits, she was silent for a moment, and ordered someone to bring Elder Feng in again.
Maybe it's because he finally left once, then Mr. Feng was much quieter when he sat there, as if the following medicine and spirit meal dinner was nothing special to him.
Ming Wuyan knew that Feng Lao was actually thinking about countermeasures again, and he also changed his previous plan.
"Master, you haven't eaten a mouthful of the medicinal spirit meal yet, I just got a plate of spiritual ear, you can try it."
Feng Wei brought a plate of snow-colored ear-shaped medicinal spirit meal to Lao Feng, and thoughtfully gave him a pair of chopsticks.
Mr. Feng smelled the taste first, then weighed it, and then picked up the chopsticks and tasted it.