Chapter 561: Taking Pills

“That’s fine!”

Qiu Xuanjing was extremely pleased. He had personally been punished by thunder and knew that thunder punishment was severe, and that thunder punishment was still determined by the person's own cultivation. Under thunder punishment, even those in the Mahayana realm might not be able to escape unscathed.

What's more, if the thunder tribulation is disturbed, the next thunder tribulation will be more severe. If it reaches the Mahayana realm and cannot be taken action in time, it will be troublesome.

Another thunderstorm fell.

The disciples screamed: "Two!"

All the big guys in the sky looked at Mu Sheng Soul Lantern.

Fortunately!

Although the Mu Shenghun Lamp is weak, it still has a little light.

"Mu Sheng, Mu Sheng! Our family is Mu Sheng!"

The little fox bared its teeth and claws, wagged its tail, and screamed excitedly.

All the bones in Mu Sheng's body felt like they were about to break. This feeling was a thousand times more uncomfortable than taking a body-building potion.

An Qingli also stood up straight suddenly and looked at Mu Sheng without blinking.

The entire Tianyun Sect fell silent in an instant, and it was quiet, and people were excited, as if a loud noise might erupt at any time.

With a charred face, Mu Sheng used his last bit of strength to grab a large amount of the elixir with his right hand and put it into his mouth. At the same time, his left hand, which was holding the elixir tightly, slowly moved it closer to his own mouth.

"You have to take it on the spot again?!"

The people present were shocked again.

The last time the grandmaster took the elixir in public, the fortunes of heaven and earth gathered, creating the grandmaster's unparalleled fortune.

So what kind of pill will it be this time, and what kind of elixir will it be?

There were two Mahayana realms ready to take action at any time. Everyone's worries about Mu Sheng suddenly decreased, but they became interested in the elixir in Mu Sheng's hand.

There was a lot of discussion.

The elders of Spiritual Medicine Peak were also discussing it heatedly. Someone asked Chu Yaohe, the peak leader, but Chu Yaohe didn't know.

He didn't even know about Mu Sheng's immortal elixir Thunder Tribulation, let alone what elixir Mu Sheng was refining.

Outside Luofeng City, there is a newly emerged Alchemy City. There are many alchemy masters gathered in the Alchemy City. Those alchemy masters have been talking about it outside Luofeng City for a long time.

Some people even analyzed the existing spiritual plants in the Bianlan Realm and listed all the high-level spiritual plants that have appeared in the past millennium. No matter how they collected it, they could not gather a complete set of elixir materials. It is really impossible to guess what Mu Sheng is.

He Dan.

Although it is impossible to guess, it does not prevent everyone from being excited about assumptions.

Rumors are flying all over the place outside Luofeng City, and it is even livelier than inside Luofeng City.

Clouds of calamity are surging, and the last thunder calamity is still brewing.

"Apprentice...apprentice..." Mu Sheng, whose face was invisible and as black as charcoal, looked at An Qingli and said in a trembling voice with red eyes, "Apprentice, as a master, I will finally...finally..."

An Qingli looked at Mu Sheng who had gray luck, but he was not as happy as Mu Sheng. He concealed his worries about Mu Sheng's future and interrupted in a deep voice: "Master, don't make any noise and concentrate on the present."

Mu Sheng's whole body trembled, he nodded excitedly, struggled, and finally stood up from the large light screen, and he stood up straight.

Many people didn't look at Mu Sheng, but instead looked at An Qingli.

This pair of master and apprentice were simply doing stupid things in silence!

For such a big thing as the thunder tribulation of the Immortal Pill, these two masters and apprentices actually hid it from everyone and planned and acted in secret.

There is something wrong with the master, and the disciple cannot absolve himself of the blame!

Of course, the master is about to realize his wish, so the disciple can also be said to take the greatest credit.

The master's elixir can be achieved, and An Qingli is undoubtedly the first to do so.

Qiu Xuanjing also looked over with resentful eyes, and said angrily to An Qingli: "What elixir does the master refine?"

An Qingli coughed lightly, looked forward, and replied via voice: "We'll see."

Qiu Xuanjing pointed his hand at An Qingli angrily. This girl is really bold. If Mu Sheng really had any good intentions, he would tie this girl to the sect for the rest of her life to pay off her debts.

The little Pegasus suddenly said worriedly: "Master, Qiu Xuanjing has a bad eye. In order to prevent him from getting angry later, it is better to take refuge in the sleeves of the ancestors."

An Qingli looked at Mu Sheng and replied calmly: "No, I'm still in the Nascent Soul stage. Senior Brother, the sect master, won't kill me with one blow."

Little Pegasus nodded: "That's true."

What's more, the master also has ice blue phoenix feathers on his body.

Mu Sheng held the elixir in his left hand and put it to his mouth, looking up to the sky with great excitement.

The last thunder disaster is still brewing.

Much anticipated.

Mu Sheng suddenly became very angry and shouted with great pride: "Draw me better!"

"Eh..."

Countless people's mouths twitched, the Grandmaster was indeed the same Grandmaster as before.

An Qingli looked solemn, and she and the little ones were the only ones who understood the meaning of Mu Sheng's words.

Not surprisingly, this will be Master's last painting in the Bianlan Realm.

The little Lingxi opened his Lingxi eyes and looked nervously at the sky.

The ninth-level Lei Yihu and Ancestor Qi Wu gathered together, and they agreed that the ninth-level Lei Yihu would take action first, and if that failed, Ancestor Qi Wu would follow.

Mu Sheng has already taken the Resurrection Pill, and there is no chance for him to do it again.

Under the heavy cloud of calamity, I was excited and depressed.

The last word "one" is brewing in countless people's mouths.

A dazzling electric light suddenly flashed, and the sky and the earth seemed to suddenly light up.

Some young disciples didn't even have time to close their eyes.

The ninth-level Thunder Winged Tiger had already fluttered its wings and rushed towards Mu Sheng in an instant. It immediately hugged Mu Sheng with its front paws and moved further away.

The thunder and lightning finally fell.

It fell on the formation, splitting a large hole in the formation, and the Taoist Hua Shen Dao Lord who controlled the formation did not even have time to withdraw from the formation.

The sudden burst of cheers was like a wave, completely overwhelming the sound of thunder.

Mu Sheng, who had died once, finally successfully survived the Immortal Pill Thunder Tribulation, and was still held in front of him by the ninth-level Thunder Winged Tiger, but he kept coughing.

It turned out that the elixir was stuck in my throat before I could swallow it smoothly.

Mu Sheng beat his chest in pain with one hand, and moved forward with the other hand to signal everyone not to come over. He kept swallowing in his mouth, eager to swallow the elixir.

Lei Yihu also understood what Mu Sheng meant, and gently released Mahayana's pressure, letting everyone stay where they were.

An Qingli stopped ten feet away from Mu Sheng.

"Grandmaster!"

"Mu Sheng!"

"Master!"

There were a lot of concerned people, they were happy, worried and couldn't help but laugh. The scene was a bit chaotic, a bit like a noisy market.

Someone also suggested that Mu Sheng should spit out the elixir first and then swallow it later.

Many painters dare not say it, but they wonder in their hearts why the painting style of the great masters is always so wrong and how they are told to paint.

Mu Sheng closed his mouth extremely tightly and coughed violently. The bright elixir of elixir came out from the skin of his throat.

Everyone could see that Mu Sheng was feeling uncomfortable, but Mu Sheng refused to spit out the elixir and take it again. He endured all kinds of hardships and successfully swallowed the elixir that he had bought with his life.

An Qingli looked at the unlucky Mu Sheng with mixed emotions, wondering if this gray luck could be reversed with the Luck Gathering Pill.

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Mu Sheng say hoarsely: "Little fox, come quickly, the Thunder Winged Tiger is coming too!"

"What's the meaning?"

Everyone was confused.

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