Han Zhao calmed down and took out a red-gold alchemy furnace from the Xumi bag.
There was a firebird pattern on the surface of the alchemy furnace. As the true energy in his body was injected, the firebird on it began to spread its wings and fly on the surface of the alchemy furnace like a living creature.
This is the second pill furnace that Shui Jingfeng purchased for him. It arrived much later than expected, but it should be of medium to high quality and have certain auxiliary effects on fire control and pill condensation.
He took out a portion of the medicinal materials for Qi and Blood Pills and tried his best to refine three low-grade pills, four medium-grade pills, and one high-grade pill.
"It's too difficult to refine low-quality elixirs." Han Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed sincerely.
He took out a porcelain bottle and divided the elixir in the furnace into two parts.
Among them, three low-grade pills and one medium-grade pill were put into porcelain bottles, which will be handed over to Yan Jing later.
Although the difficulty of refining Qi and Blood Pills is relatively simple among mid-level elixirs, being able to refine a mid-level elixir requires quite skilled alchemy techniques and a certain amount of luck.
At this level, you can try to refine difficult mid-level elixirs.
After doing this, Han Zhao skillfully cleaned the elixir furnace and then refined the Five Elements elixir.
Hundreds of successful experiences have given him extremely skilled techniques. Almost with his eyes closed, he knows when to put what herbs and what heat to use.
Soon, as the fragrant fragrance overflowed from the alchemy furnace, the elixir was completed.
Two are top quality, five are top quality, and three are medium quality.
"It's still hard to get the best pills. Even with high-level alchemy, there are only two pills." Han Zhao frowned slightly. There is still a lot of room for improvement in alchemy. He must continue to work hard and start refining dragon blood pills as soon as possible.
In the yard, the familiar footsteps of Sizhu came.
"Son."
"What's the matter?" Han Zhao responded, put away the elixir and the elixir furnace, and waved his right hand gently, causing a strong wind to blow up. The strong fragrance of the medicine in the room was carried out of the window by the wind.
"The three envoys from before have arrived. Lord Water Envoy, please come over." Sizhu's voice was filled with uneasiness.
Han Zhao opened the door and said calmly: "If you are afraid, just stay here."
Hearing this, Sizhu raised his head and his expression became firm, "Sizhu is not afraid of the young master."
"Very well, remember what I said."
Han Zhao smiled. His cronies did not need to be very strong, but they must not show their timidity when encountering difficulties.
With that said, he walked towards the outside of the yard.
Sizhu followed.
The Temple of Angry Dragon.
When Han Zhao arrived, everyone was already there.
However, the number of senior players in the field was reduced by one-third.
Although the Nu Jiao Gang achieved a complete victory with his help in this battle, many people died, all of whom were men who were not afraid of death.
What a pity.
Of course, after digesting the benefits brought by this victory, the Nu Jiao Gang will soon regain its strength, and it will not be difficult to move to the next level.
"Sorry to keep you waiting for so long."
Han Zhao walked to the golden chair in the middle, which symbolized the identity of the gang leader, and sat down with a dignified look. He clasped his fists and greeted Xue Han, He Xuan, and Gao Baijie who were sitting on the chairs on both sides with a natural look.
When the three of them saw Han Zhao's posture, they couldn't help exchanging glances.
"Young Master, you're welcome. We've just arrived." He Xuan returned the greeting with clasped fists. Although he kept the same smile as before, his attitude this time was fundamentally different. He no longer had the condescending demeanor before.
To be honest, Han Zhao was a little disappointed.
He still likes these people to look as unruly as before.
"Xiao Langjun seems to be more confident than before." Xue Han chuckled, still teasing, but the meaning of testing was very obvious.
"Maybe." Han Zhao said calmly.
"I heard that the young gang leader was attacked by a mysterious man when he went to Feiyu Island. You and your gang's deputy gang leader and others were separated." Gao Baijie squinted his eyes.
"Exactly." Han Zhao nodded slightly.
"But according to our observation, there was a big battle on Feiyu Island, and the scene was completely burned. The whereabouts of the deputy gang leader of your gang are unknown, and it is very likely that he encountered an accident. Moreover, Messenger Zhu of Jiuyou Mansion may also be dead. , otherwise it would be impossible for him to show up while we are waiting for the Divine Weapon Art Ceremony." Gao Baijie continued.
"What do you want to say?" Han Zhao looked at him calmly.
"The more powerful people are all missing. Only the young gang leader is unscathed. No! There is also a maidservant of You. She is not even a warrior. Don't you think this is unreasonable?" Gao Baijie suddenly said in a loud voice. Shen.
"Are you questioning me?" Han Zhao's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes became sharper.
His left hand naturally rested on the front of the sheath of the sword on his waist.
It seems that the person who tested the knife for him has arrived.
"So what!" Gao Baijie's aura surged, "Do you think Jiuyou Mansion will give up easily if a messenger dies?"
Although Shangguan Lie was suspected of refining the dragon's blood and his strength greatly increased, he still did not appear in public.
Gao Baijie received an order from the leader to explore the situation as much as possible, so he thought that Han Zhao in front of him was a good breakthrough.
After all, no matter how powerful Shangguan Lie is, he cannot offend the Immortality Sect again when Jiuyou Mansion loses an envoy and the Nujiao Gang may turn against Jiuyou Mansion.
Unless he has something else to rely on.
As soon as Gao Baijie finished speaking, the atmosphere in the venue instantly became tense.
"Young Gang Leader, actually Leader Gao is just..." Seeing this, He Xuan wanted to be the peacemaker, because the He family behind him also wanted to find out the situation of the Nu Jiao Gang, so he was also prepared to put pressure on Han Zhao.
Zheng!
Han Zhao raised the thumb of his left hand slightly and raised the sword's tang. The sword was only half an inch away from the scabbard, and a clear sound of the sword sounded instantly.
Everyone in the venue felt their ears buzzing.
Bang! !
Gao Baijie was the first to bear the brunt. A flash of scarlet blood seemed to appear in front of his eyes. The armchair he was sitting on was shaken by the naturally inspired energy and exploded.
He stood up suddenly, his face turned pale, and he looked at Han Zhao and the long sword slightly unsheathed on his left waist with disbelief.
At that moment, he seemed to have a peerless sword unsheathed, splitting him in half with one strike.
Although nothing seemed to have happened at this time, the fantasy-like feeling was so real that he even felt a slight pain in his body.
"Crack!"
He Xuan's pupils tightened, and he subconsciously exerted force with his right hand, and he broke off a corner of the armrest of the chair.
"What a terrifying sword intent!"
From his perspective, Han Zhao seemed to be integrated with the long knife at his waist.
To make him, the great master of the five qi, feel threatened, he must have understood the meaning of the sword, and the sword skills he learned are not trivial.
In this way, you can have such a terrifying murderous aura when the sword is not unsheathed.
As for Mu Shuangling, Shui Jingfeng and others on the side, they only felt a powerful sword energy, but they disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Knife Qi?!"
"I didn't expect him to hide something."
They just lamented that Han Zhao had always hidden it and had profound knowledge of sword skills, but they had no other reactions. After all, the sword intention Han Zhao released just now was not aimed at them.
As for the other people standing on both sides, they only heard the sound of a knife.
Han Zhao suddenly felt a little bored when he saw Gao Baijie's face turning pale and saying nothing. With a gentle press of his thumb, the sword was sheathed.
Such a person is not worthy of using the Three God-Slaying Styles.
"It's normal that you have questions, but I don't like your attitude."
Han Zhao glanced at Gao Baijie, then turned to He Xuan: "Elder He, what do you think?"
"." Noticing Han Zhao's gaze, although his tone was very kind, He Xuan felt like a ray of light on his back. He immediately said with a smile: "What the young leader said is reasonable. Leader Gao was indeed disrespectful just now." Gong.”
"Elder He is indeed a loyal person." Han Zhao smiled, feeling that he felt more comfortable than ever at this moment.
"You!" Gao Baijie looked stern.
"Huh?" Han Zhao glanced at him.
Gao Baijie's chest felt blocked, but he still endured it and cupped his hands angrily, "I just made a mistake."
It seemed that Han Zhao relied on him more than he thought. The key was that Han Zhao himself posed a considerable threat to him.
He had a feeling that if he really tried his best, the possibility of dying together was quite high.
In fact, when this idea came up, he himself felt a little incredible.
A young man who was just practicing hard would actually give him such a feeling.
Something's wrong!
"That's right." Han Zhao chuckled and changed the subject: "Actually, the reason why Sizhu and I were unscathed is just because of our good luck. The other party may have thought that we were too weak, so they didn't take us seriously. That’s all.”
As he said that, Han Zhao turned slightly sideways, glanced at Sizhu beside him, and said, "Really? Sizhu."
"Young Master is right!" Sizhu nodded heavily and looked at Han Zhao with admiration.
He Xuan's face twitched and his smile became a little stiff. Who can believe this?
But it was not easy for him to refute.
The advantage lies in Han Zhao.
Xue Han said nothing and looked at Han Zhao suspiciously.
I don't know why, but with the same appearance, his confident face now makes his whole person look like he is glowing.
This young man is more to her liking!
The Nujiao Gang members in the field were also a little confused, and they didn't understand why Han Zhao had changed so much in just one or two months.
But at the moment they just feel so damn relieved!
These sons of bitches have been tyrannizing the Nujiao Gang and treating them as if they were nothing, but now they know they are afraid!
The young gang leader has courage, this is what they want in a gang leader!
'Does he know some secret that I don't know? ! Is the old gang leader really a master of magic? Shui Jingfeng was a little confused.
When he returned to Nujiao Island, he quietly went to find Shangguan Yunfei, but Shangguan Yunfei kept secrets and told him not to worry for the time being. Everything would be revealed after he came out of seclusion.
Now it seems that Han Zhao must have been recognized by two generations of gang leaders, so he knew more secrets.
"In that case, I will stop bothering you and leave first." He Xuan stood up and said with a smile.
"The ritual sacrifice has been completed. The Immortal Church will remember the favor this time from the Angry Dragon Gang." After Gao Baijie pondered for a moment, he clasped his fists politely.
Compared with personal honor and disgrace, major events in the teaching are more important.
After completing the ritual this time, regardless of whether the Sun-Chasing Divine Bow finally belongs to the Immortality Cult, he can still be considered as having made a contribution. With his past achievements, he can almost go to the Blood Spirit Pool to soak once to strengthen his blood and further improve his strength.
The future is long, Liang Zi today, sooner or later he will find a chance to end it.
"The young man is really different from what he used to be. I like him so much! I am currently living in a painting boat on the east bank of the Changlin River. If the young man has free time, he can come to the slave's house to drink tea, admire the moon, and play jade and flute."
Xue Han stared at Han Zhao with charming eyes.
"Everyone, please go slowly. We won't be far away." Han Zhao sat on the top chair and cupped his hands.
"Farewell."
He Xuan and Gao Baijie left first.
Seeing that Han Zhao ignored her invitation, Xue Han was not annoyed at all. After covering her mouth and letting out a sweet smile, she twisted her slender waist and walked out of the hall.
Three God-Slaying Styles·Purgatory Style (85% success)
After the three people left, Han Zhao's eyes were focused. He found that the progress of the purgatory sword technique on the martial arts column in the system panel had greatly increased.
It actually increased by 35% out of thin air.
"Is it because you just did whatever you wanted and stopped looking forward and backward?"
Han Zhao felt that he had found the secret to the purgatory sword technique.
"But, how many people can really do whatever they want?"
Han Zhao sighed inwardly, but quickly reacted.
"But with the sword in my hand, I just want my thoughts to be clear!"
PS: I will post the first chapter first to let everyone vent their anger. There will be three updates today. But I write very slowly, a thousand words an hour. It's the last day. Please ask for monthly tickets and see if I can break through the 4,000 monthly ticket mark.
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