Zhuo Yifan caught the flash of light in her eyes, couldn't help but secretly condense in his heart, and smiled weakly: "Miss, you are so polite, you saved my life, it is only right that I do something for you."
Miss Fang pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Zhuo is a man of great wisdom and understands the secrets of this world. What do you think of the future?"
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "I'm so injured now and trapped in such a dangerous environment. What plan can I have? I can only take one step at a time. I'm not like the eldest lady who can strategize and think so much."
Profound.”
"Brother Zhuo is too modest. In this short period of time, everything Brother Zhuo has done is earth-shattering. Every one of them shocked me deeply. How could Brother Zhuo, such an outstanding person, not have plans?" Miss Fang has a pair of beautiful eyes.
Looking at Zhuo Yifan quietly, he said: "Brother Zhuo, Dongfang Liang is evil now and intends to subvert the world. You and I should work together."
"The eldest lady has many masters and talents under her command. Zhuo Yifan is just a monk from a certain clan, not worth mentioning." Zhuo Yifan said modestly.
"Master Zhuo, what you said is wrong. If you are not worth mentioning, then who are we?" Murong Tiecheng quickly stood up to defend his idol: "Master Zhuo, your formation attainments are not to mention number one in the Three Realms.
This lower realm definitely deserves to be number one!"
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "Master Murong Liao Zan, not to mention anything else, even Master Dongfang Liang and Master Kongwu will not lose to me in the way of formation. It's just a coincidence that I have had some adventures.
It can’t be compared to those of them who have received the inheritance.”
Miss Fang smiled faintly: "Brother Zhuo, there is no need to refuse in a hurry. There is still a long road ahead. At least here, we must unite as one to overcome the difficulties together."
Zhuo Yifan lay down weakly and said feebly: "Of course, Zhuo will do his best. Unfortunately, the recovery from his injury is slow now, and the elixir in Zhuo's body has been exhausted, so we can only do our best."
Miss Fang looked at Zhuo Yifan dumbfounded, but did not criticize her. Instead, she waved her hand and said: "Take out all the healing medicine you have and give it to Brother Zhuo. Brother Zhuo is our hope. Nothing will happen to him."
The surrounding monks were all shocked, and all of them cursed the eighteen generations of Zhuo Yifan's ancestors in their hearts.
You must know that in such an environment, good or bad luck is unpredictable, and these elixirs are used to save lives. But with the eldest lady's words, these extremely precious elixirs on their bodies immediately became Zhuo Yifan's possession.
Collect the elixirs one by one.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes shone when he saw it, and he howled in his heart. He was indeed worthy of being a member of the first family. Such a profound heritage!
Mud, all are rare and rare elixirs. This is the "Holy Demonic elixir". With just one pill, a Mahayana master will immediately recover all his power. Even in the demon world, it is a top-notch elixir that can only be found, except for people like the Fang family.
No amount of money can buy a big family.
But here, Zhuo Yifan actually saw a bottle of nine pills.
The monk who kept the elixir had red eyes and seemed to be unwilling to do so. However, after Miss Fang looked at it lightly, he did not dare to hide his secret. He took it out with a sad face and slowly walked to Zhuo Yifan.
That expression was as if someone had taken away the daughter I had raised for decades. She was so unwilling!
"Thank you brother, I really appreciate it."
Zhuo Yifan held the jade bottle, but the other party was unwilling to let go. The pitiful look made Zhuo Yifan almost soften his heart.
Miss Fang glared at the man angrily, and the man's eyes suddenly became wet with grievance, but he had to let go.
Zhuo Yifan didn't care about his mood, he held the jade bottle and smiled so happily.
In total, 108 bottles of the healing elixir were received.
If this were placed in the demon world, it would be enough to buy several planets.
But Miss Fang didn't even blink an eyelid. Even Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but admire her generosity.
If it were him, he wouldn't be able to kill him!
Whether it was the "Yin-Yang Formation that Changes the World" at the beginning to give Murong Tiecheng insights, or the decisive killing when facing Murong Xiaoqian, and now Kang Gai, Miss Fang has always shown two big words... grandeur
!
This is a true heroine. There are only a handful of men who can compare with her in this world.
But deep in Zhuo Yifan's heart, he was deeply vigilant.
Such an opponent is the most terrifying opponent.
Even he, who once tried to subvert the demon clan, couldn't help but feel good about him.
Let your enemies admire you, this is the truly terrifying person.
Without the magic circle, everyone's forward speed increased greatly.
After climbing over countless mountains, everyone finally came to a plain.
In the distance of the plain, there is a towering palace, or city.
"There is the place of sacrifice. If Dongfang Liang wants to conquer Murong Xiaoqian, he can only do it here, because with his own strength alone, it is impossible to make a god-level zombie with the blood of the Great Demon surrender, so
The only thing that can help him is to use the power of sacrifice."
Miss Fang pointed to a huge city thousands of miles away and said.
For experts, the difference between a thousand miles and an ordinary person's thousands of miles is not very big. As far as the spiritual consciousness can reach, everything is close before their eyes.
The power of rules here is obviously weakened.
Many people feel that their demon consciousness has increased, and it is not as suppressed as it was at the beginning.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes narrowed and he said in surprise: "A place of sacrifice, is this an altar?"
After saying that, he threw a real elixir into his mouth like a bean and chewed it loudly.
The demon monks behind him all turned their heads, looking intently, holding back their sorrow and tears.
They didn't dare to look at Zhuo Yifan, because they were afraid that if they did, they would be filled with anger and beat Zhuo Yifan to death.
This bastard human kid mistook the elixir for jelly beans along the way, throwing one into his mouth from time to time, chewing it so loudly on purpose, and even making a sound of admiration.
Doesn't he know that these are life-saving treasures for monks?
Doesn’t he know that these are precious elixirs that can only be found but cannot be found?
Doesn't he know that the value of this pill is even more than a spiritual vein?
Their hearts were bleeding, but Zhuo Yifan was enjoying it immensely.
The Devil's Heart absorbed a large amount of essence and blood, greatly increasing the speed of repair. With the nourishment of countless elixirs, his body's recovery speed reached a terrifying level.
Generally, when a monk is injured, even if he takes a panacea, due to his physical condition, it still takes a certain amount of time to absorb the power of the medicine, and the effect of the medicine should not be too strong.
But Zhuo Yifan, a freak, has a body like a black hole. As long as there is energy coming in, no matter how much energy he has, he can stew it in one bite.
Of course, the most important thing is that his body has been fused with Miss Fang's super elixir. The effect of the medicine penetrates into every cell, causing a qualitative change in his whole person. The second talisman of "Netherworld Golden Body Art"
Wen Ninglian directly reached half of it, and now it is increasing at a terrifying speed.