Chapter Thirty-Three, Three-pattern Red Dragon Pill
Su Ping'an didn't ask Qi Fan what his mission was and how he got injured. After working here for many years, he knew the truth deeply: talk less and do more.
He still remembered that when he first came here, he saw a senior brother with a broken hand, and the wound looked very scary, so he curiously asked, if there were not other senior brothers there at that time, his end would definitely not be good.
So I just asked succinctly: "I don't know if senior brother wants to treat internal injuries or external injuries?"
Qi Fan thought for a moment and said, "Let's do it together, inside and outside, so that we can get better quickly."
Su Ping'an looked at Qi Fan and thought for a while, then walked towards the counter. Qi Fan was a little puzzled as to why he ran in instead of getting him medicine. Qi Fan remembered that this was where he lived.
That's right, people like Su Ping'an who don't even have the status of a disciple are not qualified to have their own place to live alone.
But Su Ping'an was fine. In his words, being in Xuanyuan Sect was a great blessing, and he didn't dare to expect anything else.
At least he can live a little longer than many mortals, and he is very satisfied if he can see many things that mortals will never see in their lifetime.
Qi Fan still agrees with this point, which is why Qi Fan admires him.
Su Pingan came out of the back room without letting Qi Fan wait too long, holding a small wooden box in his hand, which looked quite precious.
Qi Fan asked in confusion: "Ping An, what are you doing?"
Su Ping'an smiled and said: "It's nothing, I gave it to my senior brother. Thanks to you for taking care of me all these years." After saying that, he opened the wooden box and pushed it in front of Qi Fan, and a faint fragrance of elixir came out.
Qi Fan took one look and his pupils dilated instantly. He quickly covered the box and pushed it back: "This, this is not okay, Ping An, this gift is too big, I deserve it."
Su Pingan didn't say anything, but looked at him firmly and pushed the box back.
The two people's hands were stagnant on the counter. After a while, Qi Fan looked at Su Pingan's still firm eyes, then sighed and put the box away.
I'm just a little confused in my heart, how did he, a person with no ability to practice, get this kind of elixir.
Su Pingan watched Qi Fan accept the things and then laughed. He seemed to see Qi Fan's doubts and said: "Brother, don't worry, this is something passed down from my grandfather, and it won't be of much use in my hands.
Now it’s worth giving to senior brother.”
Qi Fan looked at him and said seriously: "Ping An, I owe you a favor this time. If you need anything in the future, just come to me."
Su Pingan nodded in agreement, and the two talked for a while before Qi Fan left. Su Pingan looked at Qi Fan's leaving figure and silently said thank you in his heart.
Before meeting Qi Fan, the disciples in the sect didn't treat him well every time he came here, and they seemed to be shouting and drinking. It wasn't until Qi Fan showed up that things changed, making his life much more stable.
, giving him the dignity of a human being.
Many years later, Su Ping'an passed away happily. He once said that this deal was the best deal he had ever made in his life!
After coming out of Dibao Tower, Qi Fan didn't go anywhere and went directly back to Xishui Pavilion. Sitting on the table, Qi Fan slowly opened the box. The fragrance of elixirs instantly overflowed, and a red elixir emerged.
There are also three small lines on the pill. If you look closely, it looks like three little dragons swimming on it. This is the three-line red dragon pill, a low-grade Xuan-level pill that has excellent healing effects.
Red Dragon Pill is divided into three lines, six lines, and nine lines. Every time you advance to a level, the grade will also increase. The nine lines are even more mysterious level top-grade elixirs.
But even the three-striped Red Dragon Pill is not something Qi Fan can get now. Looking at the pills in front of him, Qi Fan sighed slightly. Originally, he was just going to exchange for a few muscle-building pills and hemolysis pills this time.
I didn’t expect something like this to happen, ‘This favor was caught off guard’, so I can only find an opportunity to compensate him in the future.
He grabbed the Three Patterns Red Dragon Pill and drank it. He then used the technique to refine it directly. The power of the medicine instantly turned into three air currents swimming in the body.
In just a moment, Qi Fan felt his chest begin to itch and realized that this was the growth of new flesh and blood.
I sighed again in my heart, it is indeed a Xuan-level elixir, the effect is surprisingly good. If it is a myogenic elixir and a hemolytic elixir, it will take at least ten days to be cured. Now it saves a lot of time.
Then he began to close his eyes and concentrate on recovery.
The bright moon rises in the sky, and everything is quiet outside the Xishui Pavilion. Only the trickling water makes the crisp sound of running water. It seems so pleasant in this silent night.
Outside Anyang City, two people were riding two horses galloping on the road. After the New Year, the cold wind was no longer so biting, and there was even a little greenery on both sides of the road.
One of them whispered: "We should be leaving the realm of Lieyang Sect soon. We are not far from our destination. Work harder. The master's family is very strict about this matter."
Another person spat and said: "Damn it, why did my two brothers get such a job? Even if we are innate warriors, running around on horseback for so many days is a bit unbearable."
The person who spoke before said in a deep voice: "Be careful, we only do things and don't care about anything else. When we get there, I'll let you go out and feel comfortable and speed up." "Drive", "Drive"...
‘Yeah’, the slightly grumbling man nodded and followed.
Today's moonlight seemed to be particularly bright, which made the two of them rush a lot faster. It didn't take long for them to disappear on the main road of Anyang City...
Lieyang Sect, the outer sect, specializes in handling the external affairs of secular cities, Chen Xianping, who cultivated in the liquid condensation stage.
At this time, he was frowning at the reports from the surrounding cities and said, "There seems to be something wrong. There is a little shortage of fire-attribute materials recently." However, he didn't pay too much attention to it and put it aside casually.
Xuanyuan Sect, outer sect, Lazy Sun got up late today, and many disciples have already started practicing.
In the stream pavilion, Qi Fan also opened his eyes, took off his shirt, took off the bandage, looked at the wound on his chest, and couldn't help but look happy, the high-level elixir is good.
Although the wound is still there, it has recovered a lot and the bleeding has stopped. If you observe it with your spiritual sense, you can even feel the subtle movement of new flesh and blood. It is estimated that it will be healed in another four or five days.
Of course, this was a bit scary. Qi Fan just glanced at it and looked away. After tentatively moving his arm, there was no longer the pain of pulling the muscles, and there was no bleeding when he moved it, which was quite convenient.
few.
Qi Fan washed a little and then changed a bandage. New flesh and blood are relatively fragile, so they still need to be well protected.
As the saying goes, a year's plan begins in spring, and a day's plan begins in the morning. Qi Fan started thinking about practicing when his injuries were just a little bit better, but before that, he had to count the spoils.
Only at this time is Qi Fan the happiest.
Well, first I found five Yuan-Puiling Pills, three Yuan-Condensing Pills, and eight Yuan-Condensing Pills from the body of the Condensing Liquid Stage Body Cultivator. Finally, I took out two crystal stones, which are rare.
Spiritual stone!
Even though he escaped from his storage bag, Qi Fan still felt like he was in a dream. He stretched out his hand and touched it, giggling from time to time.
Looking at the pile of things in front of him, Qi Fan felt that even though his Dantian was different from ordinary people, the day when he could break through the condensation was coming soon.