"Let's go. This is not a place where you should be!"
The hoarse voice was as cold as ever, but it lacked a tinge of hostility.
Obviously, his identity as a medicine master had worked.
"Oh, are you so sure that I can't cure you of the heat poison?"
With regards to this stubborn and inflexible old man's words, which directly carried the intention of expelling him, Fenghao also restrained his temper. He raised his eyebrows, found a wooden stool, and sat down. With interest, he watched the back of the old man who was fiddling with the medicinal ingredients.
"Hmph!You're just a Yellow level medicine master, but you sure talk big! "
The old man's tone showed that he did not care about a Yellow level medicine master at all.
"You talk big. That little poison of yours is not a problem for me!"
Fenghao shouted and went straight up.
Crack!
The medicine shelf in front of the old man collapsed, and all the spiritual herbs on it fell to the ground.
"Who are you?"
The old man suddenly turned around. With a grab and push of his hand, the large door that was wide open was shut with a 'bang', causing the interior of the medicinal shop to immediately darken. The old man's gaze was sharp and cold as he stared at Fenghao. An aura that could frighten one's mind was emitted from the old man's body and headed straight for Fenghao.
Hiss …
Facing such an aura, Feng Hao almost suffocated. His eyes were wide open as he looked at the strange old man in disbelief.
This aura was on par with Fei Wenjie's, which meant that he was a Martial Spirit!
This was the old man's strength after he was poisoned!
"Speak!Who sent you here?! "
The old man slightly reduced his aura, but his attitude was still cold and arrogant!
Feng Hao could feel that this strange old man was not joking. He felt that the old man would really attack him. He could not help but feel puzzled by the old man's reaction and attitude.
"Old mister, please don't misunderstand. I don't know you. I just happened to pass by this place and sensed the poison in your body. That's why I came in."
Looking at the old man's violent reaction, Feng Hao stood up, spread out his hands, and took two steps back. "Old mister, I don't have any other intentions. I just want to make an exchange with you. I'll cure your poison, and you'll help me. How about it?"
"You cured my poison?"
After hearing Feng Hao's words and seeing his alchemist robes, the old man slowly let go of his hostility. However, he still sneered, "Just because you're a yellow-rank alchemist?"
The old man did not hide his disdain and directly revealed it. He was not afraid of offending Feng Hao.
"Old mister, I'm not just a yellow-ranked apothecary."
Feng Hao heaved a sigh of relief and raised his eyebrows. He stretched out a hand and mobilized the Shennong Medicine Code in his body. The Void Core shook and a wave of medicinal properties directly burst out from his fingertips.
"Exposing the medicinal properties?A yellow-ranked apothecary?! "
Seeing the white mist-like medicinal properties curling around the fingertips of Feng Hao's outstretched hand, the old man could not help but exclaim in surprise. After a short pause, he calmed down and said, "Kid, I didn't expect you to have some foundation. However, my poison is not something a half-baked yellow-ranked apothecary like you can cure!"
"Haha!"
With a smile, Feng Hao naturally understood that the old man in front of him must have hired a yellow-ranked apothecary. The corners of his mouth curled up. "Old mister, are you so sure that I can't cure your poison?Moreover, old mister, how did you determine that I'm only a half-baked yellow-ranked apothecary? "
"Who are you?"
The more Feng Hao proved that he could cure the poison, the more the old man became suspicious. His eyes narrowed and his white hair moved even though there was no wind. A sharp martial energy curled around his body.
Being suspected by the old man once again, Feng Hao could not help but be taken aback. His eyebrows knitted together tightly. He did not expect this old man to be so strange. From the looks of it, the old man seemed to treat him as someone who had a deep grudge against him.
Feng Hao even suspected that if it were not for the alchemist robe he was wearing, this strange old man would have directly killed him.
"Preposterous!"
His good intentions had been doubted time and time again. This really made Feng Hao a little angry in his heart.
"Humph!Since that's the case, old mister, you should slowly brew the medicine yourself. I won't disturb you any further! "
The smile on his face disappeared as Feng Hao helplessly said and strode towards the door.
When he reached the door, the old man's eyes flickered a few times as he looked at Zhou Yuan's back. He pursed his lips and said, "What do you mean?Retreat in order to advance? "
"Ha!"
Feng Hao was instantly angered to the point of laughing. Why couldn't he just leave?
Turning around, he saw the mocking smile on the old man's skinny face, and his expression immediately turned cold.
Curling his lips, Feng Hao no longer wanted to explain anything. Although he needed the old man's strength to help him, he did not need to trample on his dignity like this. Shaking his head, he did not say a word and reached out to open the door.
"Wait!"
In just a flash, the old man had blocked Feng Hao's path like a ghost. A hand that was like an eagle's claw gently pulled, and Feng Hao involuntarily retreated in. He did not have the slightest ability to resist, and then he closed the door once again.
"He's actually so tyrannical!"
Feng Hao's eyes widened as he looked at the old man in front of him, his heart filled with shock.
"Are you really not from that Shadow Demon Palace?"
The old man's eyes flickered as he swept his gaze over Feng Hao once again. Seeing the angry expression on the youth's face, he finally calmed down.
"Shadow Demon Palace?"
The anger on Feng Hao's face turned into surprise. He felt that he had suffered a loss because of the Shadow Demon Palace!
"That's right, of course, they like to call themselves the Temple!"
The old man snorted and the martial energy on his body settled down. He looked at Feng Hao with a complicated expression. Looking at his age, he frowned again. "Can you really cure me of the heat poison?"
"Maybe!"
Feng Hao shrugged casually. After all, everyone had a temper, and Feng Hao was naturally no exception. After being suspected and bullied several times, it would be strange if he could be in a good mood.
"Maybe?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted.
It seemed that this young man was angry at him!
"Hmm! …"
The old man raised his eyelids and pondered for a moment. "Little … Little friend, if you can cure my poison, I, Hua Yuntian, will owe you a favor. How about it?"
"A favor?"
Feng Hao finally put away the indignation in his heart and looked at the old man who called himself Hua Yuntian. "Wait a minute!His surname is Hua? "His heart trembled, and a look of shock appeared on his face.
Hua, that was the surname of the king of the West Mist Kingdom!
Although he didn't know who this old man was, his surname was Hua, which meant that this strange old man in front of him was inextricably linked to the royal family of West Mist.
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