When Meng Fan saw Yang Feng, who had arrived at the alchemy hall before him, and chose to leave on his own initiative, a sneer suddenly appeared on his face.
Yes, he's getting better and better.
Looking at Yang Feng's back, Meng Fan suddenly thought of the masters of the White Tiger Palace and the Qinglong Palace.
Hu Tao, the master of White Tiger Palace, was a woman as mentioned earlier, and her relationship with Zhou Yan, the master of Xuanwu Palace, was unclear.
The master of Qinglong Palace, named Jiang Zilong, is a man.
Unfortunately, the disciple who entered the Longyuan Holy Land of White Tiger Palace, Gu Yefei, was a man.
The person who entered the Qinglong Hall was a female, a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, Li Yulan.
So Hu Tao took over Gu Yefei?
Jiang Zilong took away Li Yulan?
this……
Meng Fan was a little confused.
"So are these two men or women now?"
Really brain-burning!
Meng Fan was too lazy to think about things he couldn't figure out. Anyway, he was not Zhou Yan and would not go to see Hu Tao's White Tiger, so these had no impact on him.
He put this complicated problem behind him and strode into the alchemy hall.
In the alchemy hall, just as Meng Fan thought, there were many alchemy furnaces and alchemy racks.
However, there should have been rows of jade bottles containing elixirs on these elixir shelves.
But at this moment, the pill shelf was empty, not even a jade bottle, let alone pills.
"I remembered that during that decisive battle, it seemed that all the elixirs were given to the disciples, allowing them to use up their last bit of fighting strength. Alas..." Meng Fan sighed.
This is actually meaningless. Even if these pills are distributed to the disciples, they will only resist stubbornly and will not affect the battle situation at all. At most, they will resist for a while longer.
But in that case, if everyone died, these pills would be of no use, but would only benefit others.
Therefore, this behavior is actually understandable from the perspective of the time.
Unfortunately, from Meng Fan's point of view, he felt like he was losing blood.
"I remember that there were several furnaces of elixirs that were still being refined at that time, so I kept them. I just don't know if the elixirs have been refined yet?" Meng Fan muttered.
"Especially the Furnace Tianxin Holy Pill, which has been refined for hundreds of years before the destruction of the Heavenly King's Palace. It is a well-deserved holy pill."
"I don't know if the Tianxin Holy Pill has been successfully refined now, or if it has failed and turned into residue."
Once the elixir of the Tianxin Holy Pill is successfully refined, it will not be destroyed even if tens of millions of years pass, and even the efficacy of the elixir will not be lost at all.
Meng Fan went straight to the alchemy furnace in the center of the alchemy hall and lifted the lid of the alchemy furnace.
"Um?"
As a result, the lid of the alchemy furnace was as stable as a rock.
Meng Fan suddenly felt embarrassed.
In Zhou Yan's memory, the lid of this kind of alchemy furnace can be easily opened.
But can he compare with Zhou Yan back then? It is not easy for him to open this kind of alchemy furnace.
"Sky Mark Sword!" Meng Fan summoned the Sky Mark Sword.
"Master, what's the matter?" The sword spirit of Tianhen Dao exuded will.
"Lift the lids of all these alchemy furnaces." Meng Fan gave the order.
"Okay, Master."
A ray of light emitted from the blade of the Tianhen Knife, and in the next second several sword energy burst out, and all the lids of the alchemy furnaces were overturned and fell to the ground.
"Okay, you go back." Meng Fan said to the Sky Mark Knife, and then put the Sky Mark Knife into the storage ring.
His consciousness moved, and he took the lead to look inside the pill furnace where Tianxin Holy Pill was refined.
A golden elixir lay at the bottom of the elixir furnace, exuding a refreshing fragrance.
In fact, at this moment, the entire alchemy hall was filled with the fragrance of medicine, because as the lids of all the alchemy furnaces were lifted, it was not only the Tianxin Holy Pill that was successful at this moment.
There are also many other alchemy furnaces.
Meng Fan immediately used his spiritual consciousness to trap the Tianxin Holy Pill into the storage ring.
This kind of holy elixir cannot be taken casually. You must find an opportunity to "taste" it slowly.
Tianxin Holy Pill, this kind of pill that combines the power of the Heavenly King's Palace Alchemy Hall, requires hundreds of years to refine, and its preciousness is self-evident.
Through Zhou Yan's memory, Meng Fan understood that once he took this Tianxin Holy Pill and refined it, he could hopefully feel a trace of Tianxin's mark.
[Tianxin Seal]
These four words sound extremely powerful.
In fact, at Meng Fan's level, he was far out of reach of this information. Only when you reach the level of Mr. Lin or even the leader can you have access to this level of information or items.
Even if you are the leader, if you want to get the Tianxin Seal, you can only rely on chance, and the possibility is very low.
For an existence like the Temple of the Heavenly King, refining a Heavenly Heart Holy Pill would take hundreds or even thousands of years to complete.
Most importantly, the probability of success is still very low.
It can only be said that Meng Fan was able to obtain this Holy Pill of Heaven's Heart because of his incredible luck. Among the top ten people on Earth, it would be possible to win 50 million in lottery tickets.
Not five million, but fifty million!
"Seal of Tianxin." Meng Fan muttered these four words, the emotions in his tone were extremely complicated, neither surprise nor excitement.
He no longer knew what kind of emotion he was feeling at the moment.
Just like the metaphor just mentioned, a working man with a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan suddenly wins 50 million yuan in the lottery. This emotion can no longer be described as a simple surprise.
In a movie, this can even be exciting to the point of death.
"Seal of Heaven's Heart, my heart is Heaven's Heart. Once the unity of Heaven and Heart is truly achieved, then oneself is Heaven, and the body is in harmony with Heaven's Dao. Heaven's Dao is me, I am Heaven's Dao, and I can even mobilize the will of the entire world!" The old monk's voice sounded. Meng Fan's mind was filled with emotions of shock and envy.
He had always thought that this young man Meng Fan was a pervert with a bright future, and he would even benefit from it in the future.
So he didn't regret being the grasshopper on Meng Fan's string at all, and he even secretly enjoyed himself sometimes.
He originally thought that if Meng Fan had any unforeseen opportunities or any unnatural actions, he would not be shocked anymore, because he felt that he was already a person who had seen the world.
But at this moment, he couldn't help but get excited.
This is the Son of Destiny!
If anyone dares to say that Meng Fan is not the son of destiny, who should he worry about?
If Meng Fan is not God's biological son, then why can God be so kind to Meng Fan?
"Haha." Faced with the old monk's shock, Meng Fan just smiled casually, as if he was extremely disdainful.
"Isn't it just the Tianxin Seal? He's yelling, but he's never seen the world. After all, he's been with me for so long. Don't show such an ignorant look in the future."
Meng Fan taught the old monk in his mind a lesson and achieved his goal of showing off.
But to be honest, this pretense is extremely far-fetched.
"The Way of Heaven? If you really become the Way of Heaven and dominate all living beings, it would feel pretty good."
