Master of Beasts

On the luxurious bed, an old man with a withered body was lying on top of it weakly, lingering on his last breath, with shriveled skin and weak breathing, it was hard to believe that this was a strong man who had once shocked the world.

Fang Hong, the first-order spirit king.

His existence is undoubtedly the only life-saving straw for Liuyan Pavilion, which is currently in limbo.

Once he fell, the only thing left in Liuyan Pavilion was a group of spirit emperors, not to mention the forces in the same area who were eyeing them, just the enemies who had a feud with them would be able to level Liuyan Pavilion.

Therefore, in order to prevent the news from spreading, the Liuyan Pavilion has been blocked at the highest level.

Anyone in the know is not allowed to step out of Liuyan Pavilion until Fang Hong is completely cured.

"The situation of the old pavilion master is not good."

The old man with a white head and white beard whispered softly. He was dressed in a gorgeous white alchemist robe, which added a touch of immortality to him, which made Fang Qing and others deeply impressed by him.

Tang Chen, a sixth-rank alchemist, has been famous for a long time in this area, and many medium-sized and even large-scale forces are vying to befriend him.

Whether it's his connections or his wrists, nothing should be underestimated.

"Senior Tang, is there a solution? I, Liuyan Pavilion, am willing to repay at all costs." Fang Bo said urgently.

"There is a way, but let me think about it." Tang Chen stroked his beard, looking like an outsider, and the many alchemists in the field all looked in awe.

In the world of alchemists, Tang Chen's status was extremely high, and they, the fifth-rank alchemists, could not compare with him.

"Han Feng."

Seeing Tang Chen like this, Fang Bo was overjoyed and waved to Uncle Han behind him.

After a while, Uncle Han returned, holding a bright spar in his hand.

"Refining Yang Essence!"

There were exclamations of exclamation from the mouths of many alchemists.

Yang Refining Essence, a rare wonder in the world, can quickly restore alchemist's lost mental power, and an ordinary small piece can be sold at an auction house for a sky-high price.

not to mention,

Still such a large size.

"Senior Tang Chen, I got this item by accident when I was traveling abroad. There are no strong alchemists in Liuyan Pavilion. It is a waste to keep this thing. You must consume a lot of energy to heal my father. Li, this thing, I will give it to you." Fang Bo smiled flatteringly.

"How embarrassing this is." Tang Chen was excited in his heart, but he waved his hands in a refusal manner on the surface.

"I hope Senior Tang accepts it. If your mental strength is exhausted and you delay healing your father, then I will be a sinner of Liuyan Pavilion." How could Fang Bo not know what Tang Chen meant, and said hastily.

"In that case, then I'm sorry." Tang Chen smiled, and put the Alchemy Yang Essence into his bag.

Looking at this scene, Henry Zhang sneered in his heart.

It was a pleasure to take things, but Tang Chen couldn't heal Fang Hong's injury at all.

After listening to Fang Qi's description and what he saw just now, he recognized it at first sight.

On Fang Hong's body and in his sleeves, there were tiny black threads swimming from time to time, like small black air currents. That's right, these things were exactly the black spirit.

In the past, he was very afraid of this kind of gas, and he didn't dare to touch it, because even the strong spirit king dared not resist it.

Fang Hong is the end.

But since he was promoted to a fifth-grade alchemist, the information about the medicine emperor species was gradually peeled off, and among them, he finally found a way to deal with this kind of gas.

Poison pill.

To solve this problem, the only way is to fight poison with poison through the poison pill refined by the alchemist.

But poisonous pills are the most mysterious pills in the world of alchemists. There are very few alchemists who know poisonous pills, but there are only a few alchemists who can refine poisonous pills in the entire continent, including the former alchemy emperor. several.

And this Tang Chen was obviously not in this list.

"Brother Xiao, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect that a sixth-grade alchemist was invited to the pavilion." Fang Qi smiled wryly.

He hurriedly pulled Henry Zhang over, but in the end he could only watch.

If it was someone with a bad temper, I'm afraid he would have left long ago.

"No problem."

With his eyes closed, Henry Zhang digested the information about the poisonous pill, and said with a smile: "Maybe, I will have a chance to make a move in a while."

Hearing this, the wry smile on Fang Qi's face became stronger, apparently taking these words as Henry Zhang's comfort to himself.

"You shot?"

In the crowd, a girl looked at Henry Zhang and said with an angry smile: "Where did you come from? Master Tang is here, and you are also responsible for it? Could it be that you think you are stronger than him?"

"It's Cao Qing." Li Yu beside him whispered.

Cao Qing, Tang Chen's alchemist, attained the Tao by herself and ascended to heaven. Even though she is only a third-rank alchemist, even a fifth-rank alchemist has to respect her.

There is no other reason, just because she is Tang Chen's Dantong.

"In front of Master Tang, you dare to say your hand, it's really laughable."

"Miss Cao, don't be as knowledgeable as him, because a brat who likes to talk big, is so angry that his body is broken, it's not worth it."

"If you don't overestimate your own strength, you will take your own humiliation."

Those fifth-rank alchemists all looked at Henry Zhang sarcastically, and their eyes looked like they were looking at a fool.

"Ugh!"

"Fang Qi is really too young. Why is everyone bringing everyone into the cabinet? What if Master Tang hears this and makes him angry?"

"When I have time, I have to teach Fang Qi a lesson and let him know who he can make friends with and who he shouldn't make friends with."

Many people in Liuli Pavilion also shook their heads and sighed, looking at Fang Qi, hating that iron cannot be made into steel.

"Pavilion Master Fang, I understand the reason."

Opening his eyes, he took his finger back from Fang Hong's wrist, and Tang Chen said calmly: "If I guessed right, the old pavilion master should have entered a place of death and suffered from the dark energy. Invasion."

Hearing this, Fang Bo's eyes lit up.

Hei Mingqi is not accessible to everyone, and Tang Chen is the first one who can tell the cause of Fang Hong's injury.

"Hei Mingqi is too domineering. The meridians of the old pavilion master have been damaged to varying degrees. Even the spiritual gate may have been eroded."

"Then what should we do?" Fang Bo was shocked.

If the spirit gate is destroyed, even a strong spirit king will have to become no different from ordinary people.

"Don't worry, here I have a recipe for the Great Purity Pill, prepare enough materials for me, and after refining the pill, you can drive out the black energy, and it won't take long for the old pavilion master to return to his peak. "

"Really?" Fang Bo was overjoyed, and quickly waved to Uncle Han.

"A sixth-grade alchemist after all, even such a precious alchemy formula as Taiqing Dan."

"Master Tang is really a master, a piece of yang essence can be exchanged for the recovery of the spirit king, this is a good deal."

"I don't know when I will be promoted to the sixth rank. I am afraid that I will not be able to sit on the same level as Master Tang in this life."

Just when all the alchemists were praising, a voice suddenly broke in.

"Spoken nonsense, ruining the alchemist's name."

Many eyes swept over with a swish, everyone saw Henry Zhang with a flat face, while Fang Qi next to him shuddered.

Ruined……