"Black Fire, God's Punishment Power, Time Power."
Exiting Ninefold Cosmos Pagoda, Feng Wuchen kept repeating these words in his mind as he muttered to himself.
What the Dragon Ancestor said to Feng Wuchen aroused great interest in Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen was a man who yearned for great power. The greater the power, the greater the attraction to him.
Although the World Extermination Power was terrifying, Feng Wuchen's ambition began to swell when he learned that there was a power even greater than the World Extermination Power in the ancient times.
"I must find the top ten powers in the ancient times! And the Black Fire! "Feng Wuchen secretly made up his mind.
Seeing Feng Wuchen walk out of the palace with an entranced look, Ling Xiaoxiao asked curiously, "Brother Feng, what are you thinking about?"
"Oh, nothing, I'm thinking about the future of the Dragon God Temple." Feng Wuchen quickly recovered and casually found a reason.
"Oh right, how's Yanran?" Feng Wuchen asked.
"The effect of the Spirit Liquid is very powerful. Her meridians are recovering. Zhang Junlan has been guarding her." Ling Xiaoxiao chuckled.
"That Spirit Liquid doesn't heal meridians, but regenerates the necrotic meridians. The real Spirit Liquid to heal meridians hasn't been refined yet." Feng Wuchen smiled.
"Ah? This … No wonder Brother Feng didn't take it to heart. It's just regenerating the necrotic meridians. "Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned.
"Yanran was seriously injured a few years ago. Many of her meridians are necrotic. If she wants to recover completely, she has to regenerate the necrotic meridians. The Spirit Liquid I refined is a gentle recovery Spirit Liquid, but it can't completely heal Yanran's meridians." Feng Wuchen explained.
"I see." Ling Xiaoxiao nodded.
"Two days have passed, it should be about time." Feng Wuchen said, then walked with Ling Xiaoxiao to the palace where Yanran was.
In the palace, Yanran was soaking in the green Spirit Liquid. Once the Spirit Liquid was completely absorbed, Zhang Junlan continued to pour it in.
"Teacher!" Seeing Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao come in, Zhang Junlan's face was filled with joy.
Feng Wuchen nodded and looked at Yanran. After a simple check, he said, "Yanran, the necrotic meridians have recovered.
"Teacher, although my meridians have recovered, they are unable to withstand the power of my True Essence. Every time I use it, the recovered meridians feel a stabbing pain." Yanran frowned.
"Don't use your true essence. The Regenerative Spirit Liquid will only heal your damaged meridians. Little Zhang, help Yanran change into dry clothes. We'll go to the Alchemy Pavilion later. It's time," Feng Wuchen ordered.
"That's great!" Zhang Junlan was overjoyed.
Liu Qingyang, Miao Qingqing, and the others also went to the Alchemy Pavilion.
They all wanted to know how Feng Wuchen was going to treat Yanran.
One had to know that even an eighth grade alchemist was powerless.
When Han Kun first came to the Dragon Temple, he also checked Yanran's meridians. He shook his head and said there was nothing he could do.
Knowing that Feng Wuchen could treat her, Han Kun was shocked. He couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen could treat Yanran.
Therefore, Han Kun had been waiting at the Alchemy Pavilion for a long time.
Liu Qingyang, Miao Qingqing, and the others came one after another.
"Dendi!" When Feng Wuchen came to the Alchemy Pavilion, Han Kun bowed respectfully.
Han Kun said, "Dendi, the herbs prepared by Young Master Zhang are all here."
Feng Wuchen nodded, then sat down cross-legged. With a wave of his hand, dozens of herbs flew over.
In the Alchemy Pavilion, there was silence. No one spoke, and their eyes fell on Feng Wuchen.
Han Kun's face was full of excitement. Watching Feng Wuchen refine pills was a kind of enjoyment.
Peng!
Activating the Dragon Flame, Feng Wuchen's palm ignited with a green flame. An extremely violent aura swept out, and the temperature of the Alchemy Pavilion rose sharply.
The domineering soul force was then activated and integrated into the green flame, calcining dozens of herbs at the same time.
When Feng Wuchen was refining the spiritual liquid, Zhang Junlan and Yanran walked in.
"Yanran, come forward." Feng Wuchen ordered. Yanran obeyed and walked in front of Feng Wuchen.
In dozens of seconds, dozens of herbs, as if dancing a beautiful dance, began to peel off their skin. The milky white medicinal liquid gathered together in a strange way.
Feng Wuchen's hand gestures changed rapidly. Very soon, there was an extremely powerful and violent spiritual energy pervading out.
A moment later, the medicinal liquid began to pervade with an incomparably violent power and emitted a seven-colored radiance. It was extremely beautiful.
Seeing this scene, everyone's face was full of shock.
Worthy of Dendi's realm! Too terrifying! I wonder what kind of spiritual liquid Dendi is refining. Han Kun was alarmed in his heart. Even if it was his second time seeing it, he was still shocked to the extreme.
"Big Brother Feng, what kind of spiritual liquid is this?" Liu Qingyang could not resist asking, asking the question in everyone's heart. They all wanted to know what kind of spiritual liquid was so powerful.
Feng Wuchen smiled faintly and said, "Seven-colored Reincarnation Spiritual Liquid."
"Seven-colored Reincarnation Spiritual Liquid?" It was everyone's first time hearing of it. Even Han Kun was also hearing of it for the first time. He had never seen it before.
"The power of the spiritual liquid is very violent. I'll try my best to make the medicinal strength gentle. It might be a little painful in a while. Be mentally prepared. Make sure not to deploy true essence," Feng Wuchen looked at Yanran and instructed.
"Yes, Teacher." Yanran nodded her head, her pretty face somewhat nervous and expectant.
Feng Wuchen waved his hand. The medicinal liquid emitting a seven-colored radiance flew towards Yanran like a spirit snake and coiled around Yanran's entire body. Finally, it lifted Yanran up, suspending in midair.
The spiritual liquid coiled and revolved around her body. Yanran could clearly feel the violent power of this spiritual liquid, scaring her until her pretty face turned somewhat pale.
At this moment, Zhang Junlan and the rest all held their breaths, their gazes landing on Yanran's body without blinking.
"The spiritual liquid's power is violent. Relying on water alone won't do. It also needs cold ice energy," Feng Wuchen said as he deployed water-attribute true essence and ice-attribute true essence.
Around Yanran's body, one water snake after another started condensing. There was also a powerful cold air covering Yanran's surface.
Feng Wuchen's hand gestures changed rapidly, beginning to guide the spiritual liquid into Yanran's body.
The spiritual liquid entered her body and spread throughout her body at an alarming speed. Yanran's body also began to emit a faint seven-colored radiance, as if she was a god descending to the mortal world.
With the help of water-attribute true essence and ice-attribute true essence, the spiritual liquid's violent power was forcibly suppressed.
Yanran's entire body began to tremble. She could clearly feel that her recovered meridians were now throbbing with pain. It was extremely uncomfortable.
"Ah …"
As the spiritual liquid continued to enter her body, Yanran finally couldn't bear it and screamed.
"Yanran! You must hold on! "Zhang Junlan's face was filled with panic and worry.
"Big Brother Feng is here. It'll be fine." Liu Qingyang patted Zhang Junlan's shoulder and smiled comfortingly.
Miao Qingqing's palms were sweating, and so were the others.
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