Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 371 Resentment
In a daze, Wu Anzhi only felt that Wu Buer's dark and thin face appeared in the bonfire, and he looked at Wu Anzhi with disappointment.

Wu Anzhi closed his eyes expressionlessly and shook his head. When he opened his eyes again, that face had disappeared into the bonfire.

A sense of loss welled up in Wu Anzhi's heart, he deliberately avoided the bonfire, his eyes moved boredly in the cave.

Then, his eyes stopped on the flagon on Liu Fei's waist.

Almost instinctively, he reached out and took the flagon off.

And when he was about to remove the cork from the jug, Liu Fei, who had been in a state of tortoise rest, suddenly opened his eyes.

"That's not something you're supposed to touch."

Liu Fei glared at Wu Anzhi and spoke weakly.

While speaking, he raised his hand to Wu Anzhi, signaling him to change the jug back.

"..."

Hearing this, Wu Anzhi frowned, but he didn't think too much about it, and was about to return it, but at this moment, Liu Fei cursed hastily:
"What are you dawdling about, you useless trash, if I hadn't been dragged down by you, I'd have killed that remnant of Qiushui long ago!"

"Useless trash?"

Wu Anzhi's outstretched hand suddenly froze in the air, and then he withdrew it expressionlessly.

In the past, he might have just ignored such words.

But today, under the current state of mind, these words are like a fuse, completely igniting the emotions that have been suppressed in Wu Buer's heart since his death.

"You seem to be very concerned about this flagon."

Wu Anzhi glanced at Liu Fei and then shook the flagon in his hand.

"There's more than just a bar in here?"

he asked.

Because of Liu Fei's overly agitated emotions, Wu Anzhi actually recalled immediately that there might be some kind of elixir mixed in this pot of wine, because he had seen Liu Fei with his own eyes when he was rounding up that Qiushui disciple earlier. After Fei took a sip of the wine in the flagon, his strength suddenly increased dramatically.

"I advise you to bring it back to me honestly."

Liu Fei said in a calm tone.

Liu Fei also noticed the change in Wu Anzhi's expression. Normally, he wouldn't care about it, but now that he was seriously injured, he calmed down and didn't want to irritate the person in front of him.

"What if I don't?"

Wu Anzhi's face showed a sly expression that he had never seen before.

"Okay, I'll tell you what's in there."

Wu Anzhi's increasingly obvious changes made Liu Fei completely calm down. Such an abnormal personality of a person often means that his next actions are likely to jump out of the original rational category, or even jump out of the "human" category.

"I mixed the drink in it with 'Resentment Pill', I can drink one sip of this thing a day, and you, a mortal, can't touch it."

He said in a persuasive tone.

Liu Fei didn't lie, he did put the Resentment Pill in the jug, and this Resentment Pill was a recipe for refining resentment obtained by the Immortal League after destroying the Guillotine League. It is said that it cannot be taken too much.

"Resentment pill?"

Wu Anzhi frowned, he had never heard of Resentment Pill.

"You should have heard of spiritual qi and turbid qi. This resentment is a kind of power between spiritual qi and turbid qi. The resentment power pill is its condensation."

Liu Fei was trying to adjust the real energy in his body, trying to slowly activate the body's functions.

"Eating it can greatly increase your cultivator's strength?"

Wu Anzhi continued to ask, he had seen the effects of Liu Fei taking it before, so he was asking the question knowingly.

"That's right, in a short period of time, it is comparable to any pill that replenishes spiritual power. Even if you can fuse it, it will circulate in your body endlessly."

Liu Fei replied slowly, trying to say more to delay the time.

Upon hearing this, Wu Anzhi's expression changed.

"With this thing, does it mean that your Xianmeng can cultivate a large number of powerful cultivators?"

He raised his head and stared at Liu Fei.

"Even if it's a disciple with poor qualifications?"

Wu Anzhi added solemnly.

Hearing this sentence, Liu Fei took a cautious look at the young man in front of him. Wu Anzhi's comprehension ability was obviously beyond Liu Fei's expectation.

"If it is possible to refine the perfect Resentment Pill, it is indeed possible, but the current batch of Resentment Pills in Xianmeng has flaws, and not everyone is suitable."

Liu Fei said in a slow tone, at present, the true essence in his body is slowly flowing through the meridians, opening up the closed meridians and the stiff body bit by bit.

"If it doesn't fit, what's the harm?"

Wu Anzhi shook the flagon in his hand and asked indifferently.

"If it is light, it will lose all its cultivation base, if it is serious, it will become a bloodthirsty monster."

Liu Fei looked at Wu An coldly and knew.

The reason why he didn't plan to hide it was because in his opinion, the young man in front of him would not touch that thing if he had a bit of judgment, and even if he drank it, a mortal with a low level of cultivation would end up swallowing the Resentment Pill Possibly worse than he said.

So all he had to do was ask the young man in front of him about his emotions, and he didn't care at all whether he would drink the medicinal wine that was fused with the Resentment Pill.

"Give it to me, that thing is useless to you."

Liu Fei slowly raised his hand. He seemed to be consoling with kindness, but in fact he was testing the meridians on his arm that had been washed away by the true essence.

"Oh!"

"Gudong Gudong..."

Before Liu Fei raised his hand, he heard the familiar sound of the wine bottle cork being unplugged, and then saw the young man in front of him raise his head and drank his pot of medicinal wine mixed with Resentment Pill. do.

"You are crazy!"

Liu Fei's face turned cold instantly.

Although he knew that the young man in front of him was doomed to death, the unknown ability of Resentment Pill still made him involuntarily alert, ready to forcibly break open the meridians of his whole body in one breath.

"Not crazy, not live."

The moment he drank the pot of wine, Wu Anzhi's originally clear pupils suddenly became cloudy. He looked at Liu Fei coldly and said with a grinning grin:
"Is it right?"

As soon as he said these words, Wu Anzhi felt a violent burning sensation from every inch of his skin into his mind.

Thin black lines of resentment protruded from the cracks in the cracked skin all over his body, flying straight upwards.

"what!!!"

Wu Anzhi, with a distorted face, clutched his neck tightly, and a low and hoarse wail came out of his throat. His tall body fell stiffly on the ground, all the bones in his body seemed to be broken, twisted in a strange posture tumbling.

He seemed to be suffering from an incomprehensible pain.

"I said it a long time ago, this is not something you people can drink."

Liu Fei, who was able to stand up, grabbed the flagon from the ground, and said with contempt in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)