Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 985 Awakening
"That's right! I don't know what kind of elixir Zhang Miracle Doctor is refining."

"It would be nice if you could give us one."

In the alchemist's room, many alchemists were obviously daydreaming.

Even Danzong couldn't produce a few pills that could trigger visions, so how could they give away for nothing?

……

The top of the back mountain.

Zhang Fan had already stopped instilling true energy into the Demon Refining Pot, and the golden and red light in the sky also began to dim.

The six pills hovering around fell from the sky after the light completely disappeared.

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and firmly caught the six pills.

"This Xuanyin pill is special. The surface of the pill is smooth, and it also glows with golden light. I don't know how much the strength can be improved after taking it."

Zhang Fan muttered to himself.

Xuanyin Pill is the same as Peiyuan Pill, both are for improving strength, of course, the effect they bring is completely different.

If it is said that Peiyuan Pill can only allow warriors to try to improve their strength, how much they can improve depends on their talent and fortune, then Xuanyin Pill does not need it at all. A Xuanyin Pill can definitely improve a level of realm.

of course.

Hong Tianhao, Liu Yanran and the others must not be able to take such an astonishing medicinal effect. Otherwise, the medicinal effect of Xuanyin Pill would explode in their bodies, and they would explode and die before they could absorb it in time.

Even for Tong Lao, Zhang Fan could only give him half a pill and assist him in absorbing it, so as to ensure that nothing would happen.

After the six Xuanyin pills fell into the palm of his hand, Zhang Fan immediately put them into the small jade bottle.

"It's just ordinary evil spirits, and the refined Xuanyin Pill can trigger the phenomena of heaven and earth. If it's really refining Yang-eating ghost spirits, then why not poke a hole in the sky?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help talking to himself.

Of course, after refining the Xuanyin Pill, Zhang Fan will not easily try to refine the Yang Ghost Spirit.

He was worried that he was not strong enough, if he forcibly refined the yang-eating ghost spirit, all his previous efforts would be wasted, wasting medicinal materials, and wasting the yang-eating ghost spirit.

After putting away the Shanhe Cauldron and the Demon Refining Pot, Zhang Fan completely relaxed, feeling that the true energy in his dantian was almost exhausted, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Unexpectedly, refining the Xuanyin Pill consumes so much true energy. .”

Immediately, Zhang Fan sat down cross-legged, absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and recovered the consumed true energy.

……

In a blink of an eye, it was five days later.

During this period, Zhang Fan never left the top of Houshan Mountain, but Liu Yanran and Gao Tianbuyun often took turns to bring him some food.

So that in the next two days, Hong Tianhao, Wu Xiaokang, Feng Yang and Guan Mo all came to the back mountain together.

When Zhang Fan practiced alchemy, they meditated and practiced.

Once Zhang Fan was free, they would ask about some martial arts cultivation experience.

That is, in the past few days, the strength of the four of them has improved rapidly.

of course.

Zhang Fan was no exception. From Guan Mo and Liu Yanran, he also got a lot of news about the sect and the hermit family.

Day [-].

After refining the last medicinal material in his hand, Zhang Fan put the elixir into the small jade bottle, stood up slowly, and stretched to his heart's content.

"Let's go! Seven days are up, whether Wu Rong is dead or alive, there should be some news."

As Zhang Fan said, he walked down the mountain, and Hong Tianhao and the others naturally followed closely behind.

He knew that Wu Dailuan hadn't come to bother them these days, and nine out of ten it was the old fairy Gu and his party who hadn't set foot on the back mountain, let alone disturbed Zhang Fan to continue Wu Rong's life.

Although Zhang Fan was a little curious about this approach, it was also easy to understand.

After all, this is the Pavilion of Strange Medicine. Before Wu Daichan died, the Pavilion of Strange Medicine was still surnamed Wu, and the old fairy Zhengu still had to think carefully about anything he did.

Back Mountain.

Outside Wu Rong's attic.

Wu Dailuan has been staying by Wu Rong's side without sleep for three consecutive days.

The more critical the moment, the more Wu Dailuan did not dare to take it lightly. Even the elders in the Law Enforcement Hall obviously had a few more people.

"Aunt Dailuan, no one has come to disturb the Young Pavilion Master these days, right?"

Zhang Fan walked into the room, looked at the haggard Wu Dailuan, and asked with a smile.

"everything is fine!"

"It's Dr. Zhang, why does he look like he has gone through a lot of vicissitudes?"

Seeing Zhang Fan, Wu Dailuan was inexplicably relieved, with two dark circles under her eyes, she couldn't help but tease Zhang Fan.

"This……"

Zhang Fan touched his chin, his beard was unshaven, and he gave the impression that he had become a vicissitudes of life?

Hong Tianhao and the others at the side suppressed their smiles and pretended to be nonchalant.

"Laugh if you want to."

Zhang Fan glared at the three of them angrily, and walked straight into Wu Rong's room.

Calculating the time, seven days, 160, and eight hours should be up. Whether Wu Rong can succeed in renewing his life depends on the last critical moment.

Zhang Fan's eyes fell on Wu Rong, and the moment he caught his pulse, a look of joy appeared on his face.

"The pulse condition has recovered to be no different from ordinary people."

Zhang Fan smiled, and as soon as he finished speaking, he felt Wu Rong's fingers move slightly.

Although it was very faint, Zhang Fan still felt it clearly.

"woke up."

Zhang Fan quickly sent a ray of true energy into Wu Rong's body, and the next second, the other party raised his eyelids with difficulty.

With those drowsy eyes, he saw Zhang Fan who was checking his pulse at a glance.

Wu Rong squirmed his body slowly, his dry and cracked lips moved helplessly, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, and he said, "Who is Mr.?"

"Your body has just recovered, and you still need to adapt in a short time. Don't move too much, don't talk too much, just rest at ease."

When Wu Rong woke up, it meant that the seven-star life extension lamp had worked.

really.

As soon as Zhang Fan finished speaking, the flame of the oil lamp that was still flickering went out immediately.

"Xiao Rong, this is Doctor Zhang Fan. If you can wake up this time, Doctor Zhang will save your life."

"After your body recovers, you have to thank you very much."

Wu Dailuan stood aside, looking at Wu Rong who finally woke up, and wept with joy for a moment, she felt that her protection these days was worth it.

"Thank you, Mr. Wu Rong, for saving your life."

Wu Rong supported himself strongly, let himself sit up, and then raised his hand in thanks.

Not only that, but he also asked curiously: "It was the robbery of my Wu family boy. I wonder what method Doctor Zhang used to cure me?"

Wu Rong's temperament and attitude are not bad, although he is the young master of the Qiyao Pavilion, but he doesn't have that kind of arrogance.

"I didn't heal you."

Zhang Fan shook his head, he didn't want to hide Wu Rong's intentions, but said seriously: "The real Gu old fairy delayed the best time to heal you, I just want to extend your life."

"It's just... a continuation of life?"

The joy on Wu Rong's face apparently disappeared, replaced by a helpless wry smile.

(End of this chapter)