After saying a few words, Lu Qi showed gratitude.
Fan Dongliu opened his palm, and a light green elixir the size of a cat's eye appeared.
This elixir is transparent and crystal clear, with a ball of green brilliance flowing on the surface. It is beautiful and dreamlike, exuding bursts of refreshing medicinal fragrance. Fan Dongliu smiled and said: "This is what I got by chance. It is most effective in treating internal injuries caused by metal xuanqi. Junior Brother Lu, don’t refuse, just accept it.”
"How dare you do this?" Lu Qi was surprised and deeply moved.
It is a fifth-grade healing elixir. It is extremely precious. One pill is worth tens of thousands of gold. It is often priceless and has no market. It can only be redeemed with a huge amount of sect contribution points. Even if Lu Qi is a third-generation true disciple, after being injured this time, he will not be able to get it. She spent a huge amount of sect contribution points to redeem them to treat her injuries.
Fan Dongliu unexpectedly gave one away casually, and a wave of warmth suddenly surged in Lu Qi's heart.
Even Yin Yifei on the side couldn't help but have a look of envy on his face.
"Brothers from the same sect, and you and I are both working for the Young Master. It's just a pill, so why be so polite." Fan Dongliu's smile always makes people feel like a spring breeze. He releases an invisible force and sends the volley flying. , fell into the hands of Lu Qi.
"Thank you so much, Senior Brother Dongliu. Lu Qi will definitely work hard and serve the Young Master and Senior Brother wholeheartedly." Lu Qi burst into tears of gratitude, half-knelt on the ground, and swore allegiance loudly.
Fan Dongliu smiled slightly, changed the subject, and said: "Young Master decided to personally investigate Ding Hao's matter. It has been many years since the Wenjian Sect has seen such a bad incident of fighting among fellow sects. What is even more distressing is that the sect Among the senior officials, there are actually people speaking for Ding Hao. The young master has decided to rectify the sect rules. This is a good opportunity. Two days later, the elders of the sect will gather together. The young master wants you to go in person and state the situation that day. When the time comes, just do it. State it truthfully, without exaggeration or compromise.”
When Lu Qi heard this, he felt happy and said, "Senior brother Dongliu, don't worry, Lu Qi understands what the young master means."
"That's good." Fan Dongliu nodded and said: "Half a year has passed, the twenty registered bloodline disciples should have completed the rituals and trials, and fully stimulated the power of their own bloodline, as the master ordered. How are you doing with things?"
"I'm about to report to my senior brother that we have already recruited seven of the twenty bloodline disciples, including the third-ranked Yuan Tiangang." Yin Yifei rushed to answer.
"Yes, you did a good job." Fan Dongliu nodded: "However, the candidates that Young Master values the most are Feng Ning and Xie Jieyu. These two are the real geniuses among this group of bloodline disciples. Have you made any progress?"
Yin Yifei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with shame: "Feng Ning has an arrogant and uninhibited character. She has refused our attempts several times in a row. Xie Jieyu has also been ignoring us. It is rumored that this woman has an affair with Ding Hao. Old, it is probably because of this reason that it is difficult to win her over."
"Is it Ding Hao again?" Fan Dongliu frowned and nodded thoughtfully: "It seems that the young master's concerns are right. This boy is a troublemaker and must be eliminated quickly."
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The light in the stone chamber is a little dim.
When Ding Hao pushed the door open and came in, he immediately smelled the pungent smell of herbs. The entire courtyard was filled with a green aura, and the surrounding furnishings were very simple.
A burly figure, wrapped in bandages like a mummy, was wielding a heavy sword and practicing boring chopping movements. Sweat and blood soaked the bandage, dripping onto the stone floor.
Ding Hao was stunned for a moment before snorting softly.
"You brat, you're here as soon as you come, and you're still humming. Do you think that my injuries are so serious that I can't even tell others who are close to me within fifty meters?" The mummy-like figure turned around and revealed A rough face covered with beards.
It is none other than the sinister king Juefeng.
"Chief Teacher." Ding Hao greeted him dumbfounded.
Before meeting Wang Juefeng, Ding Hao had imagined many kinds of scenes.
He thought he would see a sinister man lying motionless on his bed, seriously injured and coughing up blood. Who knew that this bearded man who liked to spread hatred could actually wield an epee weighing more than 500 kilograms, and he still looked lively and energetic? Extremely strong.
For a moment, Ding Hao didn't know how to say the comforting words he had originally thought of.
"Hahaha, it's your conscience, you didn't have everything eaten by dogs, you actually came to see me." Wang Juefeng threw the epee in his hand and hit the ground with a clang, smashing four pieces. With five stone bricks, he pointed to the stone bench next to him and motioned for Ding Hao to sit wherever he wanted. He quickly walked to a black iron pot in the middle of the courtyard, scooped up a large gourd of green potion, and drank it in large gulps. Drink.
Ding Hao touched his nose.
The habits and experiences he had developed these days by following Dao Ancestor to learn the ways of elixirs and spiritual herbs allowed him to instantly identify the ingredients of this green potion through its smell. It consists of a total of twenty-seven kinds of herbs, all of which are used to treat internal and external diseases. Good medicine for injuries.
However, the dark man's cooking method is really primitive and pitiful, and most of the medicinal essence has evaporated and dissipated.
"Boy, I heard that you got into a huge disaster as soon as you came back. Why did you come to me to escape?" The sinister man chuckled and untied the bandages on his body skillfully.
Ding Hao was stunned for a moment.
Under the bandage, a body covered with shocking scars was revealed. There was almost no intact skin on the whole body of the black-bellied man. The ribs on his right ribs were all white and exposed. You could even see through the ribs that the organs below were moving slightly. Beating, he looked like an unlucky guy who was half-delayed but didn't die. His injuries were horrifying and terrifying.
Under Ding Hao's gaze, Wang Juefeng still scooped up the green semen from the iron pot and poured it on himself like a shower.
The moment the hot and boiling sperm was poured on the bloody body, a sound like a hot pot was heard in the white air that suddenly appeared, and then, a smell with the aroma of half-cooked meat suddenly filled the little room. It filled the courtyard.
You can imagine what kind of incredible pain the sinister man was suffering at this time, but his expression remained calm, and he even teased Ding Hao happily as if nothing had happened.
What a barbaric way of healing.
This is the sinister man. If it had been anyone else, he would have fainted from the pain.
It can be seen that in the battle with Mu Tianyang, the black-bellied man suffered serious injuries. Even at his grand master level, he was unable to rely on his powerful profound energy cultivation to heal his injuries. He could only rely on external forces and herbs.