Great Heaven Sovereign

The awakening of rosefinch let Yang Fan breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as we can get rid of the ancient Zhongtian, the threat of Qingyang sect can come to an end temporarily. At that time, we can give him more time to cure his mother and improve his cultivation.

"Congenital Wuzhong still has some pressure, but it's not without the power of a war. With my unparalleled fighting consciousness in heaven and earth, congenital Wuzhong can also compete." The rosefinch looked proud, obviously satisfied with the result of this deep sleep.

"Can you compete with the congenital quintuple? That's enough." Yang Fan thought.

An ancient Zhongtian, with its own rosefinch, Zhao Wangdao and Zhao Wu, is not impossible for four people to have a congenital five fold.

"Don't worry, boy. Isn't it the congenital quintuple? Don't advise. Let's cooperate. I have the means to kill him." Said the rosefinch proudly.

"By the way, little Firebird. There's a situation. I want to know what's going on." Yang Fan said, and then explained the previous performance of Zhao Wangdao.

"According to what you said, it should be Tianpin martial arts. However, his physical condition needs to be seen with his own eyes before he can make a conclusion. Otherwise, I'm not sure about the fire Lord." The rosefinch said faintly.

Yang Fan nodded and immediately went towards Zhao Wangdao.

As soon as I entered the other courtyard, I saw Zhao Wang Dao leaning on the long Dao and standing quietly in the yard, very lonely.

The endless falling wood rustled down, which seemed to be filled with a sense of bleakness at this time.

"The hero is getting old, and the sword is old!"

Inexplicably, Yang Fan had such a feeling in his heart. He couldn't help sinking in his heart and felt a kind of unbearable.

"Senior!"

Yang Fan asked.

But Zhao Wangdao seems to have been waiting for Yang Fan for a long time:

"Here you are. I have expected you to come, so I have been waiting for you for a long time." Zhao Wangdao said and turned faintly.

But as soon as he turned around, Yang Fan's face became flustered in an instant.

At this time, Zhao Wangdao's face has become crisscrossed and crisscrossed with gullies. It is clear that he is upright and healthy, but he seems to have stepped into old age.

Even the vitality of the body is not much. Faintly, there is a kind of dead spirit.

"How could this happen?" Yang Fan said in surprise, a kind of sadness that is hard to contain in his heart.

"Nothing. Life and death are only a cycle. But I would like to ask you to leave with Zhao Wu and my wife's daughter. This is a knife manual I got by chance in my early years. I'll give it to you as a gift. Later, when Zhao Wu breaks through the innate five fold cultivation, I'll give it to him."

Zhao Wangdao said.

Yang Fan was directly stunned and trembled in his hands. He looked at the knife spectrum handed out by King Zhao's knife in front of him and felt sad in his heart.

"Boy, this man is dying soon. But he is also a cruel man. He can resist this toxin with great will for decades. This kind of mind is definitely a famous figure in his time."

At this time, the voice of the little Firebird came out from the Dantian.

"What? You mean, master Zhao is poisoned?" Yang Fan was moved and immediately seemed to grasp a life-saving straw and asked.

"Don't think about it. This kind of toxin can't be cured by your half hanging Muwu soul at all. If you really awaken Muwu soul, cultivate Shenmu Jue and solve this existence, it's pediatrics. But now, it's useless." The rosefinch said again.

Seems to have guessed Yang Fan's idea and refused directly.

Hearing the speech, Yang Fan was silent again.

"However, if you can't solve it, it doesn't mean I can't help him. Boy, listen, to solve his injury, you only need a blood melting pill. If there is another marrow refining pill at that time, it may be able to make him reappear his old talent." Said the rosefinch.

As soon as he said this, Yang Fan's expression changed in an instant.

A happy look appeared on his face.

Zhao Wangdao looked at Yang Fan's expression and sighed in his heart. He thought Yang Fan showed such an expression because he saw the knife spectrum.

After all, this is Tianpin martial arts. No one can refuse it.

"Hahaha, really? Little Firebird, what you said is true?" Yang Fan laughed.

If Zhao Wangdao had an accident, he would blame himself all his life.

Now, the little Firebird gives him a little hope.

"Of course, fire Lord, when did I cheat you? But don't be happy too early. You can't refine this pill now. Moreover, the medicinal materials needed to refine this pill are very rare. Although it's not a genius treasure, it's not easy to collect it." Said the rosefinch.

"Where there is a will, there is a way. As long as there is a way, there is a way." Yang Fan said.

Immediately, Yang Fan withdrew his consciousness directly from the Dantian and looked at Zhao Wangdao:

"Master Zhao, you'd better do this by yourself. After all, it's Tianpin martial arts. You'd better hand it over to Zhao Wu in person." Yang Fan said with a smile.

As soon as Zhao Wangdao heard it, his face was a little lonely and sighed.

Both hands are frozen in mid air. It's neither to close nor not to close.

Yang Fan was stunned, immediately understood the meaning of Zhao Wang Dao, and laughed again:

"Elder, you misunderstood me. I mean, you're okay! I already know your physical condition. I was just happy because I thought of a solution." Yang Fan explained.

But there is no mention of the existence of rosefinch.

Not distrust.

But everyone has their own secrets, and Yang Fan doesn't want to tell people more.

"Ah, Yang Fan, you don't have to comfort me. I know my own body. I'm afraid I can't carry it for too long, so I'll give you the knife spectrum and let you take them away." Zhao Wangdao said.

"Elder, how could Yang Fan make fun of this kind of thing? The elder's body was just poisoned in those years. Although I don't know why the elder chose to suppress it instead of expelling it, I think it must have the profound meaning of the elder." Yang Fan said.

This time, it was Zhao Wangdao's turn to be shocked.

"You can see that I'm poisoned. It's really unusual. Yes, I was poisoned in those years. But in those years, I had become the target of a large sect, so I had to suppress the toxin by force. That's why my cultivation plummeted all the way, from congenital nine to now." Zhao Wangdao explained.

Yang Fan finally understood why Zhao Wang Dao had such an attitude towards ancient Zhongtian before.

Congenital nine, one step is to condense the strong.

That's what he's got.

"No wonder. But don't worry, elder. Yang Fan will try his best to find a cure for the elder. When the elder gets rid of his old illness and recovers his cultivation, he can kill the second time with his backhand." Yang Fan said.

"Ah, that's all. But in my current situation, it's not easy to get rid of stubborn diseases." Zhao Wangdao sighed that he still didn't believe that Yang Fan really had a solution.

"Senior, Yang Fan said, I already know the way to cure the senior. In fact, only one pill is enough." Yang Fan said confidently.