Chapter 472: Eight-Rank Xuanxin Pill

The fourth and seventh chapter of the eighth-rank Xuanxin Pill
In a huge manor, Long Xiao sat in the hall, listening to the man in black who was kneeling in front of him, his face extremely pale.
"Snapped!"
An angry slap was slapped directly on the armrest, Long Xiao stood up suddenly, the armrest he sat down suddenly turned into powder, his angry eyes were extremely terrifying.
"A bunch of rubbish! Thirteen people couldn't do a sneak attack, and they died?! Go!" Long Xiao angrily said, the man in black turned pale with fright, and tremblingly exited the hall.
If Xiao Fan heard it, he would definitely be surprised. The thirteen battle emperor realms that attacked him were actually sent by Long Xiao.
At this moment, Long Xiao hated Xiao Fan deeply. He only thought that the cultivation level of the group of people who sneaked on Xiao Fan was too low, and he never thought about Xiao Fan's strength.
"What a Xiao Fan! You must die!" Long Xiao shouted murderously.
"The emperor, why are you angry about Xiao Fan again?" At this moment, an indifferent figure walked in from outside the hall.
"You'er, Xiao Fan, what is your brother's background?" Long Xiao almost transferred his anger to Xiao You, but he managed to endure it forcibly.
He instantly thought that Xiao Fan was not just Xiao You's younger brother, Xiao You wanted to kill Xiao Fan more than he did.
"Xiao Fan?" Xiao You's eyes suddenly became cold, and then he told Long Xiao everything he knew.
A hint of surprise appeared in Long Xiao's eyes, and was replaced by a killing intent.
"Only after awakening the battle spirit nine times, did he break through to the battle emperor realm in just over a year? This Xiao Fan, no matter how much he paid, he must die!" Long Xiao grinned.
Xiao Fan was too terrible. He reached his current state in just over a year. If he was given enough time to grow, wouldn't it be possible to surpass himself?
"Wait, you just said that Xiao Fan is only a Fourth-Rank Battle Soul, how did he break through the Battle Emperor Realm?" Long Xiao suddenly remembered something.
"I don't know, but his battle spirit is likely to have mutated." Xiao You's eyes flashed cold, "If you want to kill Xiao Fan, maybe you don't have to be so troublesome. He has too many enemies, and he is Nangong Xiaoxiao. Brothers of worship."
"Nangong Xiaoxiao?" Long Xiao frowned, and then his eyes lit up: "Nangong Tianyi is so eager for Nangong Xiaoxiao to die. He can't directly deal with Nangong Xiaoxiao, but he can easily deal with Xiao Fan. After all, Xiao Fan is a man from the imperial dynasty. , Maybe, I don't need to do it myself!"
"You'er is exactly what it means." Xiao Youjiao laughed, also quite charming.
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In another place, Xiao Fan came to the pharmacist guild to find Lao Xi, and told Lao Xi about Xue Longjue.
Hearing this, Old Xi's face sank slightly, and it took a long time before he took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Xiaoyou, you should have guessed it?"
"Like a dream Raksha fan." Xiao Fan nodded, just guessing what happens, he has no way to detoxify, and this is the reason why he came to Xi Lao.
There was a look of surprise in Xi Lao's eyes. Although Xiao Fan was a seventh-rank pharmacist, this was like a dream Raksha fan, but few people knew it.
"It seems that Xiao Fan's inheritance is indeed extraordinary." Xi Lao thought to himself, then looked at Xiao Fan and said: "Yes, it is an extremely rare Raksha fan like a dream."
"Old Xi, do you know the method of refining the antidote?" Xiao Fan asked quickly, with a flash of joy in his eyes.
Although the Shura inheritance records the symptoms of Meng Raksha powder poisoning, there is no refining method, and there is no refining method for antidote. This is why Xiao Fan is at a loss.
Xi Lao kept silent and gave Xiao Fan a cup of tea.
"It's an old fox again." Xiao Fan scolded in his heart. He couldn't see what Xi Lao thought, and he definitely didn't want to tell himself the refining method of the antidote.
But having said that, this dream-like Raksha powder is also an eight-pin pill, and its antidote is also an eight-pin pill, and its value is immeasurable, let alone a pill.
In addition to the Shura sword and the slaughter knife, it is estimated that Xiao Fan's bankruptcy would not be able to afford an eight-level pill.
"Elder Xi, this matter is extremely important to the younger generation. In the future, the older generation needs the younger generation, even if they go through fire and water, the younger generation will not hesitate." Xiao Fan stood up and respectfully said.
When it comes to the fat man, Xiao Fan naturally does not hesitate.
If Xue Longjue can't wake up, the fat man will always be threatened by Nangong Tianyi, and even Xiao Fan thinks of more, if one day, Nangong Tianyi let his brother kill each other?
How will the fat man choose? Xiao Fan didn't want to see this kind of scene, so he had to kill this possible thing in the cradle.
Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Lao Xi suddenly laughed, spreading his right hand, a jade bottle suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and said with a smile: "Little friend Xiao is serious, I happen to have a profound heart pill, which can relieve the dreamlike Rakshasa. The poison of powder."
"Thank you, senior." Xiao Fan was very excited. He originally thought that Mr. Xi would refine the antidote for him like a dream Raksha powder, but he didn't expect that he actually had a profound heart pill.
Xuanxin Pill, that is an eight-level pill, it can clear the mind of distracting thoughts, and naturally it can clear dreams. Moreover, swallowing the Xuanxin Pill is very likely to allow the monk to enter a mysterious state of understanding.
Therefore, the Xuanxin Pill is generally used by the cultivators of the war emperor realm when breaking through the war emperor realm.
Xiao Fan knew the preciousness of this profound heart pill, and he was grateful to Xi Lao, but when he was about to take the jade bottle, Xi Lao didn't give him the Xuan Xin Pill.
Xiao Fan's hand was deadlocked in the void, his expression was rather embarrassed, and he didn't know what Xi Lao meant for a while.
"Here." Xi Lao smiled and handed the jade bottle to Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan hurriedly took the jade bottle and opened the cork, suddenly a fragrance of fragrance spread out, and in the jade bottle was lying a purple pill the size of a thumb.
Above the purple pill, there was a faint purple halo, and I looked at it as if the whole mind was plunged into it.
"Sure enough, it is the Xuanxin Pill!" Xiao Fan hurriedly put away the jade bottle carefully, and said to Xi Lao: "Xi Lao, let's talk about anything, the juniors will do their best."
"The old man just wants to ask you for help." Xi Lao laughed and stroked his pale beard.
"Sure enough, it is an old fox, but with short hands, there is no way." Xiao Fan's heart was slandered, but on the surface he remained calm, and said, "Senior, please."
"Two years later, there will be an alchemy contest in the pharmacist guild. I would like to invite you to participate on behalf of the pharmacist guild of my great dynasty." Xi Lao said suddenly with a solemn expression.
"Alchemy competition?" Xiao Fan was slightly surprised, and then said: "Old Xi, the pharmacist guild is full of talents, and the alchemy competition, why can't it be my turn."
This is not Xiao Fan's modesty, but from the heart. There are many Seven-Rank Alchemists in the Alchemist Association. When is it his turn to participate.
Moreover, Xiao Fan didn't like to be in the limelight. Refining medicine and alchemy was just his sideline, and he had no idea of ​​developing into his main business.
"But in my heart, two years later, they are not as good as you." Xi Lao said with a meaningful smile, "I hope you seriously consider it."
"Well, if two years later, I am still alive, I must give Xi Lao a satisfactory answer." Xiao Fan nodded and received a Profound Heart Pill, naturally it is impossible to do nothing.
The two chatted for a while, Xiao Fan and Xiao Jin left, and quickly merged into the night.
Looking at the direction in which Xiao Fan and Xiao Jin were leaving, Xi Lao had an unpredictable smile on his face: "The alchemy contest is not your end, it's just the starting point."
There are three more at about four in the afternoon.