Wu Yan was grabbed by the collar by the pharmacist and brought to him. Looking at each other, he could see from the eyes of the pharmacist Feng that he was shocked and angry at the moment. Wu Yan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and there was no surprise or smug expression on his face, although he was indeed surprised and proud in his heart now. After all, the poison was prepared without touching the ground and without eating or sleeping for the past two days, and the poison prepared had a clear effect.

"Feng Lao, I haven't done anything? I'm just a country boy, although I have learned a little bit of Jianghu methods with you, how dare I do anything to you? What ability do I have to do to you?" Wu Yan showed a sincere smile on his face, looking like an honest and honest peasant boy, where he seemed to have a scheming appearance.

But when the pharmacist Feng looked at him now, he felt a chill in his heart, he threw Wu Yan to the ground again, paced in the stone room anxiously, and said with hatred in his mouth: "You! Did you peek at the old man's "Book of Medicine"? It must be like this, good, very good! The old man really underestimated you. How exactly did you come up with 'Zhu Yan Tribulation'?"

Wu Yan was shocked, feeling that he was still underestimating the pharmacist. Unexpectedly, this old fox figured it out so quickly.

The pharmacist is indeed poisoned by the "Zhu Yan Tribulation" now. However, Wu Yan now regrets why he didn't replace the "Zhu Yan Tribulation" hidden in that piece of burning incense with "Heartbeat" just now. If he used "heartbeat", presumably Pharmacist Feng was a dead man now, where would he still be in the danger in front of him.

Pharmacist Feng suddenly stood up, and in a panic, he took out more than a dozen small medicine bottles from his body and put them on the ground, he picked out a few from the pile of small medicine bottles, pulled out the stopper of the small medicine bottles, and poured them into his mouth.

After taking several antidote elixirs in a row, the pharmacist picked up the bronze mirror again and took a photo. After a few moments, the pharmacist sat down on the ground with a dead face.

How could he not know the poison of "Zhu Yan Tribulation". If you really get this poison, where is there an antidote in this world? Thinking of the antidote, the pharmacist suddenly rushed to Wu Yan's side, raised him in front of his eyes again, and said viciously: "Little thief, since you can prepare 'Zhu Yan Tribulation', you must also prepare the antidote, right? Where is the antidote? Quickly take it out for the old man!"

At this time, the pharmacist Feng was no longer the old man who seemed to be dying at any time, but had become a handsome middle-aged man in his thirties. Looking at this face, Wu Yan was surprised, and he couldn't see that when Pharmacist Feng was young, his appearance was so handsome.

"Feng Lao, what are you talking about? You have taken the elixir yourself and become younger, this is a good thing, why do you say that you are poisoned? Besides, there is no "Medicine Sutra" in your study at all, I peeked from there?" Wu Yan denied it, and he also knew that his little life was now in the hands of the pharmacist Feng, so naturally he would not admit it.

Pharmacist Feng glared at Wu Yan angrily, his honest and honest face now looked so hateful and cunning. The pharmacist Feng glared at Wu Yanzhan for a long time, and suddenly threw him to the ground again, laughing: "Little thief, what if you are treacherous like a ghost? It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, what if the old man really fell for the 'Zhu Yan Tribulation'? Anyway, the old man's body is not going to be wanted, then let the old man take over your body, hahaha! Since you dare to use poison on the old man, don't blame the old man for taking you away!"

Wu Yan lay stiffly on the ground, his body unable to move at all, but when he heard the crazy words of the pharmacist seal, he had a very bad premonition in his heart. Although he didn't know what "taking away" meant, he could also feel from the words of the pharmacist that it was not a good thing.

"What the hell are you going to do with me?"

"What will happen to you? Of course, it will destroy your soul and take your body. Haha, you probably don't know yet, you, but the old man has been looking for the first person who can cultivate the immortal technique in the past thirty years. Do you know what the cultivation qi in your body is? Haha, that is the mana that countless mortals dream of! Mana, you know, it is the mana that only immortals can have!"

"The old man was sealed for ten days, began to practice martial arts at the age of five, became a master of internal strength at the age of ten, followed his ancestor father to fight in the rivers and lakes at the age of fifteen, there are few opponents, such martial arts qualifications, even the ancestor Jiuxiao Gong has to praise the martial arts wizard. But what can this be? Compared with immortal cultivators like the old man and uncle, he is not like an ant?"

"The old man's uncle was born with immortal bones, and he had immortal fate when he was a teenager, and under the guidance of the immortals, he obtained the supreme immortal cultivation true recipe of the "Xingqi Cultivation True Technique", and became a famous immortal cultivator in the immortal cultivation world of the Heavenly Wolf Country at the age of twenty. With the help of his uncle, the ancestor started from scratch and single-handedly founded the Iron Sword Alliance, the first gang of the Megatron Wolf Country. Decades of rampant Yunzhou City, no one has ever dared to compete. If it weren't for the fact that my uncle would get the immortal fate again, go away from home, worship in the immortal gate, and cut off the dust from now on, who would dare to attack my Iron Sword Alliance?"

"It's a pity, I have a family of Feng clan, except for my uncle who has immortal bones and spiritual roots and can become immortals, no one has this immortal fate. The ancestor unfortunately passed away, and the Blood Rain Gate and the Dragon and Tiger Gang were thieves, and they actually took the opportunity to take away the foundation of my Iron Sword Alliance and kill my father, so that the old man had to hide incognito and hide in poor rural areas such as Xiaogu Mountain, and survive. If it weren't for the fact that my uncle left me the true recipe for cultivating immortals before leaving, I'm afraid that my Feng clan would have cut off the bloodline from the old man's generation. Hehe, boy, your luck is so good, you actually gave birth to a fairy bone spirit root, and in this life, you have the opportunity to embark on the immortal road of pursuing immortality. It's a pity that now your immortal fate will soon belong to the old man!"

Speaking of pride, Pharmacist Feng stood in the secret room, laughing wildly. Maybe it was because he had held it for too long, but the pharmacist actually revealed the biggest secret hidden in his heart to Wu Yan without reservation. Maybe in his opinion, Wu Yan will be a dead man soon, and he can relax his mood by talking to a dead man about what he has been holding back for so long.

Wu Yan was shocked by the words of the pharmacist and couldn't say a word for a long time.

According to the meaning of the pharmacist, he actually has an immortal bone spirit root, and he can become an immortal cultivator that mortals dream of pursuing. An immortal cultivator, a person who can cultivate into an immortal! He is actually a person who can cultivate into an immortal.

All along, he had been wondering what the cool energy flow that had been cultivated in his body was, but now he had finally figured it out. Those energy streams were actually the mana of the immortals.

It's ridiculous that he Wu Yan actually doesn't know anything about it. I even suspected that the energy flow was an internal force. Compared with the mana of the immortals, what is the internal power of the cultivation of ordinary martial artists?

However, from the frenzied expression and words of the pharmacist seal, Wu Yan also sensed that the pharmacist seemed to be going to be unfavorable to him. Wu Yan was in a hurry, his eyes were rolling straight away, and his body was trying his best to get rid of this uncontrollable state. The mana in his body also became ready to move because of the activity of his mind.

The yellow sheet of paper on Wu Yan's head suddenly turned into a yellow light. In the yellow light, a mysterious silver talisman silver light flashed, covering Wu Yan's body in a silver-yellow light.

The pharmacist was taken aback by the change in front of him, and hurriedly pulled out the black dagger on his waist, aimed it at Wu Yan, and shouted: "Boy, don't waste your time! Hmph, hmph, as long as it is an immortal cultivator in the Qi refining period, no matter how many layers the exercise is in, he will never want to break free from the shackles of the fixed talisman. Don't waste your efforts!"

It turns out that this yellow paper is actually a talisman that can fix immortal cultivators. Wu Yan was taken aback, and still continued to use his consciousness to guide his mana, wanting to break through the shackles of the talisman on him.

He unconsciously twisted his body just now, and inadvertently used his consciousness to guide mana, which actually activated the talisman, making the talisman turn into a silvery light and a strange talisman. After the strange talisman lit up, it made him feel an inexplicable huge force restraint.

In a blur, he felt that he should have done something right, so he continued to use his consciousness to guide his mana, trying his best to break free from the shackles of the talisman.

What Wu Yan didn't know was that he really did the right thing by mistake. Although the fixation talisman is only a very low-level primary talisman in the immortal cultivation world, it has a magical fixing effect on both immortal cultivators and mortals. However, there is a time limit for this effect. Of course, mortals cannot forcibly break free from the shackles of the amulet, but immortal cultivators can resist or even forcibly break free from the shackles of the amulet by virtue of the depth of their own mana and the strength and weakness of the primordial spirit.

Seeing that Wu Yan's body was full of yellow light, and the silver strange talisman silver light flickered, it seemed that he was going to get rid of the shackles of the talisman on him soon, and the pharmacist was completely anxious, and he couldn't care about being proud, and hurriedly worked hard for himself in the secret room.