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Chapter 680 Golden Cauldron Pill

When Patriarch Zhao saw the ten holy ambergris pills flying out of the alchemy furnace, his hands were shaking with excitement, and he almost knelt down to worship his ancestors.

Now that he can live another thousand years, how can he not be excited?
After refining the elixir, Bing Qian was still refreshed, without any fatigue.

She took out a glass bottle and put the pill into it.

Patriarch Zhao wants to give her the Flower of Jue Ming, and returning him a glazed pill bottle is like a drop in the bucket.

"Patriarch Zhao, fortunately, this Jueming Flower is mine, right?" Bingqian looked at Jueming Flower directly, as if seeing delicious food, and did not hide her thoughts at all.

"Yes, yes, these two flowers belong to you. I have troubled you too much today. In the future, if you need my Zhao family, I will do my best." The head of the Zhao family nodded excitedly, and also gave Bingqian a promise.

"Two? No, no, I can take advantage of one, but it's just to refine a batch of pills." When Bingqian heard the last sentence, she only heard that the main Zhao family gave both Jueming Flowers to her. She quickly waved her hand, it is not an exaggeration for an extinct treasure to be sold at a sky-high price, she has already taken advantage of it, so how could she have the nerve to take double the advantage.

"You are the only one who knows the Jue Ming Hua. Even if you sell it, you won't be able to sell it for much. Since you need it, I will give it to you. Don't refuse." Patriarch Zhao pushed the Jue Ming Hua on the table in front of Bingqian , There is no displeasure in my heart.

Although this Jueming Flower is extinct, those who understand it can treat it as a treasure, while those who don't understand it can only treat it as a weed, and it is useless to keep it in his hands.

A total of ten holy ambergris pills, even if you can still have a lot of surplus if you take it yourself, it is definitely worth more than Jueminghua if you take it out for auction.

Bingqian didn't keep any of them, which gave him a big advantage.If other alchemists would deduct half of it, the alchemy rate would not be as high as Bing Qian's.

Bing Qian's image suddenly became very majestic in Patriarch Zhao's heart, just like the saint who does not eat fireworks.

If Bingqian knew that alchemists still had such rules, then she would have withheld two pieces and sent them to Binghan, but she took half of it...not so shameless, after all, the things belonged to Patriarch Zhao, she just Just do your best.

"Since you say so, I won't refuse. I really need Jueminghua, but you don't refuse this Jinding Pill, or I will feel uneasy." Bingqian said and took out another ordinary pill bottle and put it in In front of Patriarch Zhao.

Among the alchemy recipes given to her by Patriarch Mu, there is a pill recipe that is easy to form. The spirit grass is not complete, so I can barely replace it with other spirit herbs. The success rate of pill formation is only half of the original pill recipe.

Patriarch Zhao is already at the pinnacle of God Venerable, and other pills are useless, only the Jinding Pill can barely be given away, so let's take it as a reward for Juiminghua.

"This..." Patriarch Zhao was very puzzled, what is Jinding Pill?How has he never heard of it?

"This Jinding Dan has a chance to form a pill after taking it. I think you should need this." Bingqian said very modestly, still secretly thinking that such a pill might not be available.But this is the only god-level elixir in her hands now, and it is still refined with Shennong Cauldron.

"What did you say?!" Patriarch Zhao twitched his hands, stared at him, kicked his legs, and looked at Bingqian stiffly.

"Jinding Pill has only half the chance of helping you form a pill, and I hope you don't dislike it... Patriarch Zhao! Patriarch Zhao!"

Before Bingqian finished speaking, Patriarch Zhao fell down straight, holding the Holy Ambergris Pill tightly in his hand, his face was flushed, his eyes were fixed on Jinding Pill, and his whole body was twitching continuously, as if falling down. It's as if it's going to be pumped in a second.

Bing Qian quickly felt the pulse of Patriarch Zhao.

Depend on!Really cerebral hemorrhage!Why so suddenly? !While she was talking, she suddenly fell ill.

The Zhao family mainly died here, and she couldn't explain it clearly even with eight mouths.

"Master, what's the matter?" Wu Jialing, who was guarding outside the door, heard Bingqian's call, and rushed in without caring so much.

As soon as Wu Jialing opened the door, he was dumbfounded. Patriarch Zhao lay on the ground with his eyes open and twitched desperately, white foam was faintly visible in his mouth.Bingqian took the silver needle and stabbed Patriarch Zhao's head, as if at the scene of the murder.

Wu Jialing knew very well how cruel Bingqian was, and would strike if he said something wrong, without thinking too much, subconsciously felt that Bingqian wanted to take care of Patriarch Zhao.Then he ran quickly, or else he might have attacked him if Bing Qianqian hadn't vented enough.

"Master, I didn't see anything. I'll guard you at the door. Don't worry, no one will see you." Wu Jialing said as he walked out.

"Come back and help me quickly! Save people!" Bing Qian shouted loudly, what was Wu Jialing thinking!As a doctor, you can't help him? !What kind of medical skills do you want to learn from her!

Wu Jialing was still in a daze, didn't Bing Qian want to teach Patriarch Zhao a lesson?

Just when he was in a daze, Mulan and Mujin rushed in, and after hearing Bingqian's words, they began to heal Patriarch Zhao without saying a word.

Mulan and Bingqian applied the needles, while Mujin stood aside.

With the help of Mulan and Mujin, Patriarch Zhao quickly returned to normal.

Bingqian could be regarded as exhaling a breath of foul air, but fortunately Patriarch Zhao's peak strength is strong, otherwise, if she fell into a coma directly, she really couldn't explain it clearly.

Cerebral hemorrhage is not a joke. If it is serious, it is easy to become a vegetable.

"Thank you Bingqian alchemist for saving me, otherwise I won't be able to wake up today." Patriarch Zhao didn't care about Bingqian's straightforward words, and sat on the chair wearily, leaning on the back of the chair, looking at the table from the corner of his eye The Golden Cauldron Pill on the table still feels like a dream.

"Patriarch Zhao, don't get excited about your illness. If you get excited, you will pass away sooner or later." Bing Qian gulped down the water before exhorting her, and she still has lingering fears.

Patriarch Zhao obviously wanted to prolong his life with the Holy Grade Ambergris Pill, but when he came to her, he couldn't come up to her. What if he died?
Patriarch Zhao looked at the Jinding Pill on the table dumbfounded, isn't he excited?Can he not be excited?

Dan!That is something that thousands of cultivators dream of.Even if Jinding Dan is not [-]% alchemy, it is still an opportunity!

Thinking of how many years he has been stuck at the peak of God Venerable, this Golden Cauldron Pill is more important to him than the Holy Grade Ambergris Pill.

"Master, what's going on here?" Wu Jialing asked stupidly, he said that he hadn't come out of the brain circuit just now.

"It's okay, you can send Patriarch Zhao back to have a good rest, and I will also rest for a while." Bing Qian waved her hand, an emergency treatment is much more tiring than alchemy.Up to now, she still doesn't understand why Patriarch Zhao suddenly drew over.

"Okay." Wu Jialing supported Patriarch Zhao and said he wanted to leave, but Patriarch Zhao still hesitated.

"Is Patriarch Zhao still doing something?" Wu Jialing asked suspiciously.

Patriarch Zhao pondered for a moment, turned his head, and was knelt down by Bingqian.

(End of this chapter)