On the sixth day, Zuo Song walked into the side chamber.
"Little brat, it's time to come out!"
Zuo Song's voice was mystical, like the sound of a drum in the morning. However, this voice didn't seem domineering. Instead, it was like the spring wind and rain, bringing with it traces of Dao sound that awakened one's mind.
Qin Feng's sea-like aura floated around him and gradually dissipated.
Qin Feng opened his eyes and looked at the white-browed old man in a Mystic Master's black robe.
"Elder Zuo, it seems like you have good news!"
"Bad news, extremely bad news!" Zuo Song's face was tense and gloomy, but the smile in his eyes betrayed him.
Qin Feng stood up and stretched his stagnant blood after sitting for a long time. "Did Fan Qingshan's array fail?"
Zuo Song looked at the black-robed young man in surprise. "You don't seem to be surprised at all?"
"What's there to be surprised about? Not to mention 12 people, even 20 or 200 people wouldn't be able to condense the One Heavenly Primordial Water according to his method!"
Qin Feng walked out of the side chamber and saw Long Ling, Zhang Mu, and the rest of the 12 people walking out of the Medicine King Hall pathetically.
Their faces were gloomy, and Fan Qingshan's angry roars could be heard from the Medicine King Hall occasionally.
"Useless things, it's all your fault. If not for you, the entire array would have succeeded!"
"It's you who destroyed my array!"
…
With a bang, a rolling wave of air blasted out of the Medicine King Hall.
Boom!
There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Qin Feng's gaze landed on his feet, and the whole "thing" happened to land under his feet.
"Elder Duanmu!"
Qin Feng looked at Duanmu Rong questioningly. Duanmu Rong's face was pale. He suddenly looked at the black-robed young man and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as white as paper.
At this moment, Qing Mu walked out from the other side of the side chamber. When he saw Duanmu Rong spitting out blood, he was stunned. Then, his eyes revealed a trace of anger.
In a flash, Qing Mu appeared in front of Duanmu Rong and squatted down to check on Duanmu Rong's injuries.
"No need!" Zuo Song strolled over with a faint look in his eyes. "This kid's internal organs were damaged by Fan Qingshan's Green Mountain-Crushing Force. His organs are all shaken.. and he can forget about getting out of bed for at least half a year!"
Qing Mu was slightly startled. He raised his head to look for the source of the sound, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face. "Elder Zuo!"
At this moment, Elder Zuo's's self-mockery. "Looks like it's fortunate that I withdrew from this formation back then. Otherwise, the one lying here today might be me, Qin Feng!"
, Zuo, Elder's Lin's.
Qing Mu's face slightly stiffened. Glancing at Zuo Song who was smiling behind Qin Feng, Qing Mu suppressed the anger in his heart.
After a while, he called a group of disciples over and carried Duanmu Rong away. . to Ling to Zuo to.. to Zuo Mo Song
Qing Mu turned his head and his gaze fell on Zuo Song. He looked extremely embarrassed.
Six days had passed, and Qing Mu didn't see any improvement in Fan Qingshan's body.
That Spirit Root was withering day by day. In a few more days, this rare Heaven Grade Spirit Root would wither away.
Qing Mu couldn't take the pressure anymore.
At this moment, Fan Qingshan walked out of the Pill King Hall with a gloomy face. He looked up and saw Zuo Song and Qin Feng at the bottom of the stairs.
Why were they still here?
Fan Qingshan's face changed... . "Someone is really thick-skinned. I can't even chase him away. Sometimes, life is cheap! "
Elder Zuo, Qin Feng, suddenly said. "Of course we won't leave. Grandmaster Fan vowed that he would save the Spirit Root. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, how can we not stay and watch the fun!"
Zuo Song continued. "Yes, may I ask if Master Fan's Spirit Root has been saved?"
Fan Qingshan's face was burning. He was angry and embarrassed!
Zuo Song glanced at Fan Qingshan and sneered. "Don't tell me you're bragging. I didn't expect a Level Four Mystic Master like Fan Qingshan to boast without a draft!"
Elder Zuo, Qin Feng, sneered. "There are too many masters these days. Many people on the streets boast that they are masters. This is called Old Lady Wang praising herself!"
The two of them seemed to be acting out a play.
Fan Qingshan's face darkened. His eyes were so gloomy that it was almost dripping water!
This was a slap to his face!
A few days ago, he said confidently that he would save the Spirit Root.
Because of this, Qing Mu even drove away Zuo Song and Qin Feng.
But six days had passed! He had achieved nothing!
His Spirit Root had even withered faster in these six days!
Some of the Pill King Hall's disciples looked at Fan Qingshan in surprise. Fan Qingshan's face turned red.
Zuo Song sighed as he glanced at Qing Mu, whose expression was changing. "It's a pity that people like to listen to those who call themselves masters boast. Those who have real evidence are being guessed!"
"Since there's no place for me here, there's a place for me!"
Zuo Song glanced at Qin Feng and said. "Little guy, let's go!"
Qin Feng nodded.
The two of them walked out of the valley.
Qing Mu's expression changed slightly. He appeared in front of them in a flash.
Zuo Song looked at the green-robed elder in front of him in surprise. "Brother Qing Mu, what are you doing?"
Qing Mu looked at Zuo Song with a bitter smile. "Brother Zuo, don't make things difficult for your brother. Qing Mu apologizes to you. It's my fault. This Spiritual Root is going to wither in a few days. If this Spiritual Root withers, the Peak Master won't spare your brother!"
Qing Mu cupped his hands with a deep bitterness in his eyes. "Brother Zuo, please help me save this Spirit Root!"
Zuo Song looked troubled. "But I remember that Brother Qing Mu didn't seem to welcome us? Besides, isn't there someone saving the Spirit Root? As the saying goes, don't bother two people for one thing. With a fourth-grade mystic master here, why do you need to beg a third-grade mystic master like me? "
Zuo Song sneered.
"Brother Zuo, I apologize to you. It's my fault for neglecting you. Please forgive me!"
Qing Mu bowed deeply.
"This Fan Qingshan is really something. He's a fourth-grade mystic master. He's usually dignified and steady, but I didn't expect him to be just a facade. He's really made me suffer!"
Qing Mu thought to himself. "This is great. This Zuo Song is being unreasonable. If I can't satisfy him, I'm afraid I won't be able to answer to the Peak Master!"
Qing Mu hesitated for a moment before he suddenly gritted his teeth. "Fan Qingshan, Fan Qingshan, this is your own incompetence. Don't blame me for not giving you face!"
Qing Mu raised his head and looked at Fan Qingshan. "Brother Fan, since you can't save the Spirit Root, please leave!"
Please leave?
He was chasing him away!
He was saying that Fan Qingshan was incompetent!
Fan Qingshan's face turned green.
This was a great humiliation!
As a fourth-grade mystic master, Fan Qingshan was highly respected and respected. No matter where he went, he would be respected and respected by everyone. He had never been chased away before!
Fan Qingshan's face turned from red to green, then from green to purple. He pointed at Qing Mu and was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Zuo Song mocked. "Why? It seems like someone can't be chased away. Who's so shameless?"
"Zuo Song!" Fan Qingshan's eyes fell on Zuo Song. This was the first time he had suffered a loss because of Zuo Song.
Fan Qingshan stared at Zuo Song and sneered. "Zuo Song, don't be smug. I'm a fourth-grade mystic master, and you're only a third-grade mystic master. If I can't save the Spirit Root, I don't believe you can!"
Zuo Song sneered.
Qing Mu smiled bitterly and said to Zuo Song when he sensed the hatred in Fan Qingshan's eyes. "Brother Zuo, are you satisfied now?"
Zuo Song pondered for a moment and looked at the expressionless black-robed youth. "Little guy, do you think we should save this Spirit Root?"
In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on the black-robed youth.
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