Heaven Defying Double Treasures: Divine Doctor Mother is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 1287 150 grains, appalling!

Can't you be more reliable?
Ordinary alchemists have retreated for a period of one year, and it is already a blessing to be able to refine a few successful pills. You have only retreated for six or seven days, and what you have refined is such a heaven-defying pill. Make a few grains, then we have already added benefits!
After all, as long as these pills are used on the masters of the Moliu Immortal Clan, they can raise the cultivation base of those masters by another level or two...

In this way, the Moliu Immortal Clan can be considered to have a few masters who can compete with the patriarchs of those immortal families, and they have a bit of confidence, but...

The master actually said, everyone has the young and strong army of the Moliu Immortal Clan?

Everyone has it!
The master can't tell him that there are millions of pills in the universe bag he is holding, right?
Or that kind of medicinal pill?
This……

How can it be?

This is simply not possible!

"I don't know how many pills I have refined myself?"

When Feng Qianxun heard the words, she stared immediately, and seeing Chen Han's tangled expression, she raised her hand and rubbed her nose again, and said rather embarrassingly, "It's just that the number is too many, and I didn't count it in detail, but it adds up. , it should be... 150 million pills are still available!"

"Pfft!"

Feng Qianxun's voice fell to the ground.

Chen Han fell to the ground again.

only this time...

Chen Han's movements were not so swift, the Qiankun bag in his hand fell, but he couldn't catch it, and hit a wheel on the ground, and he came to Feng Qianxun's feet with a grunt...

Chen Han lying on the ground saw this: "!!!"

Feng Qianxun, who was sitting on the top, looked down at the Qiankun bag that had rolled to her feet: "!!!"

and so……

Is the thing she sent out disgusted?

This Chen Han...

How did he become the leader of the Moliu Immortal Clan in the past?
He is not very capable, but he has a lot of heart. Could it be that he still thinks that the pills are missing?

"You despise it? Don't want it? Don't want it if you despise it!"

Feng Qianxun snorted coldly, and reached out to pick up the Qiankun bag at her feet, but...

This time, Chen Han's movements were incomparably swift. His body that was lying on the ground rose into the air, leaped forward like a toad, and directly grasped the Qiankun Bag tightly in his hands, looking up at Feng Qianxun, With scorching eyes, he said anxiously, "No! No! Master, you're thinking about it! This subordinate didn't mean that! This subordinate just didn't expect... didn't expect..."

150 million pills!
150 million pills that can improve one's cultivation level by one or two levels!
Chen Han tried his best to calm his mind, but he couldn't suppress the beating heart in his chest...

this is too scary!

The master has only been in seclusion for six or seven days, but he has refined 150 million pills with such effects. Who would believe it?

Throughout the ages, and throughout the ages, he has never heard more shocking news than this!

Chen Han swears, it didn't happen before, but in the future it will probably...

There will be no more!
The extent of this shocking news is unbelievable. If Chen Han hadn't understood that Feng Qianxun was not an innocent person, he couldn't help but doubt the credibility of Feng Qianxun's words!
"Okay, don't be nervous, I'm fine if I don't take it back!"

Feng Qianxun lowered her eyes, looked at Chen Han who was clinging tightly to the Qiankun bag, and said slowly, "Chen Han, I said that I would help the Moliu Immortal Clan, I, Feng Qianxun, Looking for promises, what you say is not just words..."

(End of this chapter)