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Chapter 1580

After a while, Duanmuyi turned his head and said, "It's finally consolidated."

"From now on, you have truly stepped into the ranks of first-rank pharmacists, congratulations." Di Kongxuan said with a smile.

Duanmuyi stretched his waist, and a jade tablet of a second-grade pharmacist around his waist reflected the warm light, and at the same time, the black jade gourd suddenly shone brightly.

Around them, pilgrims come and go, but it seems that no one can see them, and no one can see the light of light ink.

Duanmuyi let go of the spirit fire of the domain at the last moment, covering this space in his own domain.

She looked at the black jade gourd floating in front of her eyes, and tentatively asked, "Is that you?"

The light of the black jade gourd became more and more dazzling. At a certain moment, it exploded suddenly, turning into thousands of rays of light, and finally pieced together a young man in black robes on the spot.

The young man lifted his feet off the ground, suspended in the air, and looked down at her condescendingly: "Oh? You are already in the Nascent Soul stage, and you are still a first-grade pharmacist. I underestimated you."

He said contemptuously, but his eyes were still contemptuous.

"You recovered?" Duanmu didn't care about his tone, because he knew that this proud young man always had this attitude.

The boy in black robe is naturally Mo Zhanfeng.

After escaping from the Black League that day, he tried his best to save Duanmuyi's life, then fell into a deep sleep and turned into a black jade gourd.

He was not afraid that something would happen to him, because his life was already tightly entangled with Duan Muyi's, and it was impossible for Di Kongxuan to watch him have an accident.

He also left a way to wake himself up. When he had to, he could be called out through the black jade gourd, but it would definitely consume his essence.

Duanmuyi had previously handed over the Moyu gourd to Hu Yuexi and asked her to escort Heerchuan to the Hull Empire to resolve the civil strife, also thinking that he could use the power of Mo Zhanfeng to defeat the enemy if necessary.

But today, neither she nor Di Kongxuan woke up Mo Zhanfeng.

Then naturally there is only one possibility, Mo Zhanfeng recovered.

"Although I haven't recovered [-]% of my strength, it's enough to deal with those young people." Mo Zhanfeng snorted and looked at her, "Isn't there still you?"

Dikong Xuandan said: "That Dragon Profound Pill is the only first-grade pill that she can cultivate."

"Oh, that's because you don't have a suitable prescription." Mo Zhanfeng waved his sleeve, and an ancient prescription floated out of his sleeve and fell into Duanmuyi's hand.

He snorted dissatisfiedly: "The spiritual fire that I have been raising for 700 years was taken away by you, a woman with no talent. If you can't practice this pill, you should return the flexibility to this seat as soon as possible." it is good."

Duanmuyi took the prescription, and automatically ignored the complaint behind him, thinking it was a disobedient brat throwing a tantrum.

She opened the prescription, and saw three huge words on it - Yuling Pill.

"The soul power of this seat has not been recovered. When you can refine this Yuling Pill, it will be the day when this seat fully recovers." Mo Zhanfeng said.

Duanmu said sarcastically: "One bite at a time, I see you are just a brat."

"You—" Mo Zhanfeng snorted coldly, pointed at Di Kongxuan and said, "In terms of age, he still has to call me Grandpa Taizu!"

Di Kongxuan glanced at him: "Heh, how can a person from the Mo clan be the grandfather of the Dijiang clan?"

Hearing this, Mo Zhanfeng frowned slightly, and his figure paused slightly.

(End of this chapter)