"The power of the Black Emperor will continue to repair my body. Although the wound just looked deep, it will heal soon."
Ye Fan was a little helpless. Although it was a good thing that the wound healed quickly, it now meant that he had to scratch himself many times in order to meet Sun Simiao's request.
"Since this power is so magical, aren't you in an invincible state now?"
Sun Simiao's eyes widened as he watched the healing process of Ye Fan's wound.
"Ordinary skin trauma is fine, but if it is a penetrating injury or internal injury, it cannot be repaired in a short time."
Ye Fan shook his head. If the power of the Black Emperor could repair all the injuries on his body, then he would not have to be afraid of anyone. No matter how powerful the being was, he would be able to kill him.
"oh."
While the two were talking, the wound that Ye Fan made on his hand had healed, leaving only a light brown scar. Ye Fan looked at his hand helplessly and made another cut.
"You stimulate the qi and blood in your body so that the blood can flow faster."
Sun Simiao looked at Ye Fan and said to him, with the speed at which Ye Fan's wounds were bleeding, I'm afraid he would have to endure many knives if he wanted to receive enough blood.
Ye Fan followed Sun Simiao's words, and sure enough, after the Qi and blood were stimulated, the blood poured out of the wound faster.
"That's it, it's almost done."
After Ye Fan slashed his arm twice more, Sun Simiao finally spoke.
Ye Fan couldn't bear the loss of so much blood at once, and his face turned slightly pale.
While Ye Fan was bleeding, Sun Simiao was not idle either. His method of refining medicine was different from that of Zhu Jiuyin.
A small casserole with prepared medicinal materials placed in it is placed on the fire and simmered slowly.
The strong smell of medicine filled the whole room.
Ye Fan couldn't help but choked on the smell of the medicine and sneeze.
Seeing him sneezing, Sun Simiao raised his eyebrows.
"You really don't know what to buy. The stuff in my medicine furnace is all good. If it were someone else, I wouldn't care about it, just because I met a weirdo like you."
Listening to his words, Ye Fan smiled slightly. In the past two days, he finally understood that although this Sun Simiao spoke a bit venomously, he was still a very good person.
After about a while of burning the incense, Sun Simiao poured the medicine out of the medicine stove and put it in a glass cup.
The light brown medicinal liquid is steaming hot in the glass cup.
After the liquid cooled down a bit, he took the bowl of Ye Fan's blood over.
"What are you going to do?"
Ye Fan asked curiously.
"That power has greatly transformed your body, but I'm curious, what are your original qualifications?"
Sun Simiao took out a glass tube and dipped it in some of Ye Fan's blood.
"This medicine is made by upgrading the liquid medicine used to test the qualifications of ordinary monks. It can be regarded as specially prepared for you. You will know what your qualifications are in a while?"
Hearing Sun Simiao's words, Ye Fan was also very curious. He had always been relatively successful in his cultivation and had never thought about his qualifications.
The glass tube stained with Ye Fan's blood was stirred in the light brown liquid.
As the blood is completely integrated into the medicinal solution, the color of the medicinal solution begins to change.
Soon, the liquid turned red under Ye Fan's eyelids, and then the color continued to deepen.
yellow.
green.
…
After changing several times, the color of the liquid medicine turned silver, and there was a tendency to change again.
