"Resurrection Pill?" Seeing the red elixir, he showed a thoughtful look.

"I've heard of the Resurrection Pill, it's the Ancient God Pill, the pill has been lost, this pill should be fake. ”

The Spirit Devouring Heavenly Fire was ready to strike at any time, and the pill that the Medicine King gave to Qin Yang was strange.

"No...... It's true, but his pill is a failure, he is just a five-grade pill pharmacist, and it is absolutely impossible to refine more than six-grade pills. ”

The Ming is the Dan Emperor, and it can be seen at a glance that the pill is a failure.

"Then the master eats it, will there be a problem?" The Spirit Devouring Heavenly Fire was worried, the Medicine King had already put the failed product into Qin Yang's mouth.

"It's okay, there is an end of the day, Qin Yang will be fine. "I'm not worried about Qin Yang.

Qin Yang's consciousness was not asleep, he knew everything, put the resurrection pill into his mouth, and immediately turned into a stream of energy that spread throughout Qin Yang's body, stimulating his life.

Among them, there was a black mist that attempted to invade Qin Yang's mind and control his soul.

"What a vicious medicine king, you still want to control me?"

Qin Yang didn't stop this black mist from entering his mind, as long as he wanted to, he could use the Heavenly Nerve to wipe out this black mist at any time. He wanted to see what the Medicine King wanted to do.

The medicine pool was tumbling, the elixir essence moistened Qin Yang's whole body, Yin Bingqing saw Qin Yang slowly recovering his blood color, thinking that it was the resurrection pill that had taken effect.

"It's such a strong recovery ability, I didn't expect this person to be a physical practitioner, and he also condensed a glass body. His blood seems to be able to heal on its own?"

The Medicine King was slightly shocked in his heart, he was very clear about his elixir, even with the assistance of the medicine pool, it was impossible for Qin Yang to recover so quickly.

In the Resurrection Pill, there is a spiritual imprint of his that enters Qin Yang's mind and can control Qin Yang's soul. The Medicine King saw that Qin Yang's blood was dark golden, flowing through, and the broken meridians could actually recover on their own.

"If I use his blood to feed my Yin Spirit King, I will definitely be able to further perfect the Yin Spirit King's vajra body, and at that time, ordinary Wang soldiers will not be able to cause harm to the Yin Spirit King. ”

The Medicine King accidentally discovered Qin Yang's blood, and an evil thought flashed through him.

"He's too badly injured, and now I've saved his life with the Resurrection Pill, and I need to take care of him further if he recovers completely. ”

The Medicine King suddenly turned around and said to Yin Bingqing.

"How long will it take?" Yin Bingqing asked without doubting the Medicine King.

"Ten days. "The Medicine King is wearing a mask so that people can't see the expression on his face.

"Please, senior. ”

Yin Bingqing looked at Qin Yang and was convinced of the Medicine King's words, so she withdrew from the main hall and waited outside the main hall.

After the door of the main hall was closed, the medicine king came to the medicine pool, lifted Qin Yang with one hand, and acted rudely.

"The immortal blood of the Long family, God really helps me. Your immortal martial vein, the level should not be so low, it should have been sealed by someone, and it is even possible that you have inherited the holy vein of the ancestor of the Long family!"

The Medicine King was very puzzled about Qin Yang's identity, this generation of the Long family had already produced a Long Tianye to inherit the holy vein of the Long family. Now there is another Qin Yang, looking at the purity of his blood, it is clearly a holy vein!

"He should be a hidden vein, and the bloodline level has been sealed. ”

The Medicine King saw that Qin Yang's Immortal Martial Vein only had six spiritual grades, and he immediately frowned, Qin Yang's Immortal Martial Vein level was too low, and it couldn't meet his requirements at all.

"The Dragon Family's Immortal Martial Vein, only when it reaches the King's Vein will the terrifying immortal blood be revealed. Let me help you raise your martial vein level to the king level!"

The Medicine King carried Qin Yang and came to the throne, only to see him seal with one hand, silently reciting a magic formula, and then the dark void behind the throne was turbulent, and a gap in the void crack opened.

For the other space in the main hall, the Immortal and Soul Devouring Heavenly Fire did not feel strange, the treasure of the Purple Sun Monarch was kept in the space he opened up.

As a titled king, it is very easy for the Medicine King to open up a small space with Wang Bing.

The Medicine King brought Qin Yang into his space, and as soon as he entered, Qin Yang smelled the fragrance of the elixir.

This space is not wide, it is about the size of a martial arts arena, and in the space, an acre of spiritual soil is very eye-catching.

"Rest the soil! What a big deal, I can find an acre of rest of soil. ”

When he saw that mu of spiritual field, he recognized that those soils were the best soil for cultivating spiritual medicine.

The spiritual field was overgrown with all kinds of top-grade elixirs, and at a glance, there were hundreds of fifth-level elixirs alone, and among them, there were even more than twenty sixth-level elixirs.

Moreover, these elixirs are all the kind of scarce elixirs, and if you take out one of them and put them outside, they can cause bloody storms.

"Boy, it's cheap for you, these elixirs are my lifeblood, I usually don't want to use them myself, today for you, I'm going to bleed heavily." ”

The Medicine King was wearing a mask, and when he said this, one could imagine his expression of pain.

In the space, there is also a three-legged and two-eared big ding, the medicine king threw Qin Yang into the big ding, and then went to Lingtian to pick five elixirs and put them into the big ding.

"Purple Cloud Grass, I have cultivated it for thirty years before it matures like this...... Demon Blood Grass ...... Thirty-six years to harvest two ......"

The medicine king put them one by one, and there were more than a hundred elixirs in the spiritual field, and he could call out the name of each elixir.

However, at the thought that the Yin Spirit King could fuse the immortal blood, all the distress of the Medicine King disappeared, and he gritted his teeth and put all the five elixirs into the Great Ding.

The Medicine King did not have a heavenly fire, only a pill fire, and he used the pill fire to refine the elixir, and then sent it into Qin Yang's mouth for him to absorb.

"It doesn't take much effort to get here, I'm going to evolve into a king-level pulse spirit!"

Shen shouted excitedly, Qin Yang absorbed five elixirs, his blood boiled, and the Immortal Heavenly Scripture began to operate.

Originally, Qin Yang was still worried, where to find the resources that evolved into a king-level pulse spirit, but now, the Medicine King personally sent it into his mouth.

After absorbing the five elixirs, Qin Yang's immortal martial vein only increased by one grade, evolving from the original spirit level six grades to spirit level seven grades.

"Just add one product?"

The medicine king wants to cry, it is five fifth-level elixirs, if it is someone else, it is estimated that they can move from the spirit level to the king level. And Qin Yang actually added one product!

"That's it, for the sake of my king-level blood, I will bankrupt your family today and let you evolve to a king-level martial vein!"

From the spiritual field, fifteen elixirs were collected at once, all of them were refined, and sent into Qin Yang's mouth.

The violent medicinal power ravaged Qin Yang's meridians and merged into the immortal blood.

Sitting on the spiritual platform, the dragon's body exuded blood-red light, his aura became stronger little by little, and after having fifteen elixirs, he evolved from the seventh grade of the spirit level to the eighth grade!

"Not enough, not enough, another hundred!"

The underworld roared on the spiritual platform, and this little medicinal power was far from enough.

Fortunately, the Medicine King couldn't hear him, otherwise he would have to vomit his heart out.

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