This cleanup didn't take long. After Mo Yan burned the great elder into nothingness, the Six Heavenly Kings were also surrounded and killed by Xuan Nu. Lin Fan and others also eliminated the great elder and the Qingshan faction. From then on,

There are only those who are loyal to Wu Jian in the Sword Saint Palace.

Moreover, the Great Elder didn't know what his purpose was, but he didn't kill all the people loyal to Wu Jian and his son. Instead, he used poison in an attempt to control them. Lin Fan discovered it. After being released from prison, he saw Wu Jian and these ten people.

Many powerful practitioners of virtual magic were in tears.

They were miserable just because they were loyal to Wu Jian's father and son. Their children and grandchildren were all sacrificed to blood. Even they suffered from the poison every day. Many of their friends committed suicide because they couldn't bear it anymore.

They have been holding on hard, just waiting for today, believing that the father and son will not let them despair.

"Seniors, don't worry. It's just a poisonous heart pill. It's not in the eyes of the juniors yet. I will refine the antidote pill for you seniors." Lin Fan comforted everyone with a confident smile.

"Little friend Lin Fan has this intention, and I and others understand it. It's just that this Poison Heart Pill is said to be a poison with no cure. It's not the person who poisoned it. There is no cure at all."

An old man sighed and spoke. He looked at Wu Jian, his eyes full of love: "We are satisfied to be able to see that the Sword Saint Palace has not fallen into the hands of traitors. Even if we die now, it is worth it."

"Uncle." Wu Jian cried.

"It's really nothing. It's just a poisonous heart pill, nothing." Lin Fan was full of confidence. He really had this ability.

Just because Duxin Pill was also described in detail in the Mystical Book of Medicine, he knew it by heart.

"Why do you need to comfort us?" Another old man spoke with dissatisfaction: "Is it interesting to deceive a dying person?"

"That's right, we have waited so long for today just to see that the Juggernaut Palace has returned to orthodoxy. Why should we be deceived?" An old immortal said.

Lin Fan smiled bitterly: "Seniors, you are too optimistic about this mere poisonous heart pill."

"Looking down?" An old man smiled strangely: "Ask Yao Nun, the leader of the Medicine Clan next to you, if he has the ability to detoxify this poison. Now ask the Medicine Clan if he has the ability to detoxify this poison?"

He looked at Lin Fan with disdain: "I have heard about your name for a long time, but I never expected that you are also an arrogant and arrogant person."

Wu Jian's expression changed and he said: "Fourth Ancestor, don't talk nonsense."

"Nonsense?" The Fourth Patriarch Wu Jian's turbid eyes glared: "Did I say something wrong? Ask Yao Nun, and his entire Yao Clan, if he has this ability."

Yao Nun looked embarrassed: "Indeed, this poison elixir requires thousands of poisons, and the preparation method is complicated. If you don't know the preparation method, how can you talk about detoxification? Moreover, if you try recklessly, it will only make people die faster."

The Fourth Patriarch Wujian snorted coldly and said, "Boy, do you understand?"

Lin Fan said helplessly: "I really know how to do it."

Yao Nu was trying to persuade her: "Forget it, this thing can't be a joke. They already have a death wish. Don't give them hope and then let them down."

Each of the old immortals looked at them with evil eyes, feeling that Lin Fan was deceiving them.

Moreover, Uncle Wujian snorted coldly: "Boy, I just put my words here. If you can really save us, we will treat it as a group of old immortals who owe you a favor. The grace of saving lives will be reborn with kindness."

In the future, if I have an assignment, I will not give up even if I die."

"Exactly so!"

"That's how it should be!"

A group of old immortals nodded in agreement, and then Uncle Wu Jian smiled strangely: "But, if you can't save us, then you need to serve me as the elder of the Sword Saint Palace, and you must not have two intentions for the rest of your life."

Mo Yan and Yao Nun's expressions changed.

This old guy!

What a plan!

Using this kind of incurable poison as a means is equivalent to tying Lin Fan to the Sword Saint Palace. This is because he values ​​his unparalleled qualifications and wants to keep Lin Fan in the Sword Saint Palace as a protector.

The two of them were about to refuse the call directly, but then they heard Lin Fan suddenly smile: "It's a deal!"

"It's hard to chase the horse!"

Uncle Wu Jian laughed heartily, and even hurriedly swore a soul oath to prove that this bet had been determined by God and could no longer be changed.

"You are confused!" Mo Yan angrily yelled: "Do you know how big your responsibility is? How can you waste time in this Sword Saint Palace?"

"Father, don't worry."

Lin Fan smiled and spoke. He looked at Uncle Wujian and said, "Senior, please give me a drop of your heart's blood."

Uncle Wu Jian chuckled, sword energy filled his fingers, he gently picked it on his chest, and a drop of bright red blood appeared.

Lin Fan looked serious. He took out the Tongtian Cauldron, placed his blood on the mouth of the cauldron, and burned it with the fire of the soul. Wisps of sword energy were burned into nothingness. In the end, only a little black liquid remained on the mouth of the cauldron.

Lin Fan took a step forward and swallowed the dark liquid directly into his belly while everyone was stunned.

"Lin Fan!"

"What are you doing!"

"Nonsense!"

Everyone roared.

"Boy, even if you don't have the ability to detoxify, even if you don't want to stay in my Sword Saint Palace, there's no need to wish for death!"

Uncle Wujian blames himself endlessly!

He thought that he had pushed Lin Fan too hard and made him go to a dead end. There is a saying that life is precious and freedom is more valuable. This little guy must not want to be restricted to the Sword Saint Palace for life, so he would rather die.

"Old man, if there is anything wrong with my adopted son, I will cut you alive!"

Mo Yan roared loudly. He stepped in front of Lin Fan, flames engulfed his whole body, and he was about to slap it down with his palm. He wanted to use his supreme cultivation to forcefully expel the poison for Lin Fan to see if it would work.

However, Lin Fan, who had been silent since swallowing the black liquid, opened his eyes and said confidently: "The third thousand ways to prepare it."

Naturally, everyone didn’t know the so-called third thousand preparation methods, but Yao Nu understood it and said in shock: “Are you sure?”

Lin Fan chuckled and looked at Mo Yan: "Father, my life is precious. How could I be like this if I didn't have full assurance?"

Mo Yan felt relieved, but the murderous look in his eyes remained unabated.

If something really happened to Lin Fan, he wouldn't mind a massacre here, no matter how great the flood was.

Lin Fan comforted Mo Yan, looked at Yao Nong, and said: "Clan leader, you temper the upper half of the medicinal liquid, and I will temper the second half of the medicinal liquid, and I will do the final condensation of the elixir."

Yao Nong laughed: "I've heard for a long time that your alchemy skills are invincible. Last time I only had a rough understanding of it, but this time I want to learn it carefully."

He laughed, but his eyes were full of confidence.

He was born in the Medicine Clan, passed down from the God of Medicine, and his alchemy skills were heaven-defying. He was the only one with the most complete inheritance of alchemy in the entire world.

Moreover, he is the leader of the Medicine Clan, and his alchemy skills are unparalleled in the world. The so-called "recipe" is just modest, and he has the idea of ​​​​impressing Lin Fan with his alchemy skills.
Chapter completed!