Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body

"Master Yun and Dan King Gu He?"

Mittel Tengshan frowned.

Hai Bodong snorted coldly: "What are they doing here?"

Ya Fei said softly, "Replying to Mr. Hai, Sect Master Yun and the Pill King only said they had something urgent to discuss with you, and they didn't reveal anything else."

She knew Hai Bodong's identity.

After officially joining Su Yun's army, Hai Bodong no longer needed to hide. Even though his cultivation had not yet recovered, no one dared to risk offending Su Yun and harm him.

"Tengshan, you stay here, I'll go meet them!"

"Ok."

Since it was about Po'erdan, Hai Bodong was quite concerned.

In the Mittel Hall, the crystal chandelier poured down warm light. Yun Yun, wearing a moon-white dress, sat upright on a chair carved from white jade, her hands folded on her knees, looking calm and composed.

Gu He was not as calm as Yun Yun. He paced back and forth in the hall, his heavy footsteps echoing constantly, and his eyes looked out the door from time to time.

A hint of helplessness appeared between Yun Yun's brows: "Brother Gu He, what is meant to come will eventually come."

Gu He's mouth was bitter, and he said, "Master, you are not an alchemist, you don't know how important the strange fire is to me."

"Brother Gu He, just be at ease. Although Yun Yun is not an alchemist, she knows that one person can only refine one strange fire.

Su Yun already has the Netherworld Poison Fire, so it is useless to keep the strange fire on him.

Even if there is a bidding war, how many people in this Northwest Continent can offer a higher price than you, a sixth-grade alchemist?

The Yunlan Sect will also do its best to help you."

"That's what the sect master said."

Gu He thought about it and realized that this was the truth. The anxiety on his face dissipated a little. The reason they came so quickly was because Gu He had heard in advance that Medusa had obtained a strange fire.

He gathered a group of strong men and headed to the Tagor Desert, just in time to see Su Yun and Medusa fighting.

So as soon as Su Yun returned to the imperial capital, they followed him back.

"Yun Yun girl, Gu He."

Hai Bodong strode over.

"Ebi."

Yun Yun was gentle in nature and performed the ceremony as a junior.

The old man in front of him and the teacher are both powerful people of the same generation. Although they have fallen into decline for a while, since they have joined the ancient powerful man, they will probably return to their peak soon.

Su Yun's alchemy skills are even better than Gu He's.

"Well, the master is refining the elixir and can't see you yet."

Hai Bodong said carelessly.

"I see."

Yun Yun nodded. Judging from the speed at which Su Yun refined the Sect Breaking Pill that day, they wouldn't have to wait too long.

After waiting for another half a day, the vision of the pill appeared above the Miter family. The fragrance of medicine filled the air, and the energy fluctuations turned into waves that slowly dissipated.

"Success!"

Hai Bodong was overjoyed.

"It's our sect, otherwise, if there is only one set of herbs, which sixth-grade alchemist will help you refine it?"

Su Yun came to the hall with a pill the size of a longan in his hand. He snapped his fingers and the pill turned into a stream of light and flew towards Hai Bodong.

"Thank you, sir!"

Hai Bodong thanked him again and again.

"Go down, and once you have recovered your strength, serve our sect well."

"Yes!"

After Hai Bodong left, only Su Yun, Yun Yun and Gu He were left in the hall.

"This sect already knows your purpose."

Su Yun sat down, resting his elbows on the white jade chair, supporting his chin with his wrists, and crossing his legs.

Gu He probed: "I wonder..."

"Strange Fire is extremely valuable and can only be found by chance. What kind of bargaining chip can you offer?"

"Earth-level fighting skills, sixth-grade elixirs... I can find them as long as you ask!"

Gu He waved his hand and said that he would be willing to lose everything for the strange fire.

"not enough."

Su Yun shook his head: "The world has changed for thousands of years, and perhaps the value of some things will change with the times.

But things are valuable because they are rare. There are only twenty-three kinds of rare fire on the list of rare fires. Not to mention a thousand years later, even after ten thousand years, rare fires will still be rare and worth a lot of money.

Even an eighth-grade alchemist may not possess a strange fire. Our sect will go to Zhongzhou sooner or later. If we can find a suitable buyer, it is not impossible to exchange it for heavenly-level fighting skills, eighth-grade elixirs...

Your chips are too weak."

Gu He and Yun Yun's expressions both froze.

Yes, their vision was limited to the Northwest Continent, but Su Yun thought of Zhongzhou!

"This this……"

Gu He was speechless for a moment. With his abilities, how could he possibly produce heavenly-grade fighting skills and eighth-grade elixirs?

Su Yun showed little interest: "Our sect has no intention of selling the strange fire, go back."

Gu He wanted to struggle a bit more: "Master Su..."

"Tengshan, show the guests out!"

Su Yun waved his sleeves.

Mittel Tengshan hurried to the hall and sent the two out.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Gu He smiled bitterly.

Yun Yun was at a loss for a moment and looked at Mitel Tengshan: "Master Mitel, could you please come forward and plead for Brother Gu He? The Yunlan Sect will surely reward you handsomely."

Mitel Tengshan smiled and said, "Please don't embarrass me. Lord Su's thoughts are not something that a subordinate like me can guess."

Gu He and Yun Yun were speechless for a long time.

…………

The next day, a powerful Douhuang aura rose in the imperial capital.

Hai Bodong was surrounded by coldness, like frost and fog covering his body. Most of the wrinkles on his face disappeared, and his stern face was angular, with a sharp edge between his brows.

"Hahaha, I haven't felt this refreshed in a long time!"

"Congratulations Ebi!"

Miter Tengshan showed joy on his face. No matter how powerful Su Yun was, he was still a high and mighty, respectable and awe-inspiring lord to him, and not as close to him as Hai Bodonglai.

Su Yun took a quick look and nodded: "Two-star Douhuang, not bad."

Hai Bodong walked up to Su Yun and knelt on one knee: "I am willing to serve you at your service!"

"Ah."

Su Yun raised his hand slightly, mobilized the power of heaven and earth to help him up, and began to paint a big picture.

“Your cultivation has not yet fully recovered… This sect knows of a fifth-grade elixir, the Soul-Restoring Purple Pill, which can restore the cultivation that has regressed due to the seal.

If you work for our sect, you will definitely get some benefits."

Chapter 22 Doudi Bloodline, Xiao Xun'er

Hai Bodong was a five-star Dou Huang at his peak. The seal on him lasted too long, and even if it was released now, his cultivation would have declined.

"And this kind of elixir!"

Hai Bodong looked excited.

"Our sect has more recipes than you can imagine."

Su Yun smiled faintly.

The sixth-grade alchemist realm awarded by the system is not simple.

He could refine all the elixirs below the sixth grade from ancient times to the present, even if some of the recipes had been lost in the Douqi Continent today.

"That's good... I can also come up with some ancient medical prescriptions to further solidify my identity."

Perhaps no one in the Jia Ma Empire would doubt him, but it is hard to say what will happen when he arrives in Zhongzhou.

And there are many old monsters in the world who have actually lived for thousands of years.

"Hai Bodong, follow me to the royal family."

Su Yun spoke softly, taking light steps, causing ripples in the void.

What are you going to do in the royal family? To cause trouble for Jia Xingtian?

"Yes."

Hai Bodong was confused, but he didn't say it out loud. He spread his fighting spirit wings and followed Su Yun.

…………

At this time, the royal family.

"That old fellow Hai Bodong, please recover your cultivation."

Jia Xingtian stood on the rooftop, looking in the direction of the Miter family with a complicated expression.

Hai Bodong could recover his cultivation if he pleased Su Yun, but if he offended Su Yun, he would be poisoned and his cultivation would be half-wasted.