"Three Dzi Bead leaves, nine strands of dust wind root, six years of flowing divine liquid..." Meng Hao slowly spoke, and listed about a hundred kinds of medicinal herbs. Zhou Dekun on the side immediately took out the corresponding medicinal herbs from the storage bag.

The power of the Earth Fire Crystal suddenly exploded, and the alchemy furnace immediately floated red. When the medicinal fragrance was emitted from the Ten Thousand Refining Furnace, Meng Hao put the medicinal herbs into it one by one according to the combination. In the end, without leaving any trace, he scratched the belly of his finger.

A drop of blood fell into the alchemy furnace.

This time, the elixir refining process lasted for three days under Meng Hao's deliberate control.

Three days later, when the elixir was refined, it was red in color. Meng Hao grabbed it and threw it into the young man's mouth without any hesitation.

When the elixir entered the mouth, the young man's body trembled violently, but this time he did not scream. Instead, in the trembling, his eyes showed confusion and he struggled even more. This lasted for as long as the incense was burned. Suddenly the young man

His body shook violently, and then his whole body suddenly became quiet.

With his head lowered and motionless, more than ten breaths passed, and a gloomy aura instantly spread from the young man. He slowly raised his head, and his eyes were no longer confused and struggling, but filled with coldness.

"Thank you, Master." The young man said lightly, his words were "thank you", but there was a sense of dignity and arrogance in him, as if he was aloof, and the word "thank you" was like a charity. As he spoke, the man stood up and looked at everyone.

Without looking at Meng Hao, he turned around and opened the attic door and stepped out.

Zhou Dekun frowned, looking unhappy.

Meng Hao's expression remained normal, but he was sneering in his heart. The remaining soul in this young man's body seemed to have regained balance. But if Meng Hao needed that drop of blood, he could instantly knock him out of the sky, or even directly incapacitate him.

Soul collapse.

One drop of Demon Sealing Master's blood can completely destroy the remaining soul!

As the young man walked out, outside Qingying Peak, Ziluo Ancestor, the middle-aged beautiful woman, and the red-faced old man were all waiting at the foot of the mountain. When they saw the young man approaching, all three of them shouted.

He sighed, stepped forward and bowed with his fists in his hands.

"Congratulations to Xiao Zu for his recovery!"

This scene will naturally not be seen by outsiders, as the three elders have already covered everything around it.

"The corpse man who does not belong to this world is extremely difficult to deal with, and the king has fallen asleep again. This time I walked in the world and did not fulfill the king's destiny... But you are very good, and the people you found are also good. Finally,

Let me recover, so that I can still have a chance." The young man said calmly and glanced at the three Nascent Soul monks.

"Let's arrange for the other disabled ancestors to go over. As for... Lord Fengzu, there must be no accidents with her. Only if the people in front are as successful as me can we send her away." After the young man finished speaking, his body swayed. In an instant, he was actually there.

It turned into a black smoke and disappeared directly. This was no longer teleportation, but blending into the world.

The three ancestors of Ziluo bowed respectfully. When they stood up, the three of them looked at each other and sighed bitterly. They left one after another and arranged for the other twelve people to be sent to Meng Hao's place one by one.

Time passed slowly, and as Meng Hao treated the so-called young ancestors one after another in the Qingluo Sect, the Qingying Peak where he was located had become an extremely important place in the Qingluo Sect.

All requests were met without fail. How could Meng Hao not use this opportunity? As soon as he mentioned the name, a large number of medicinal herbs were delivered immediately. This also allowed the herbs needed to refine the perfect golden elixir to gradually become more and more abundant.

Complete, Zhou Dekun looked hot and suggested several medicinal herbs.

So the two of them started to cheat together while refining the elixir.

Similarly, Meng Hao also obtained a lot of three generations of ancestral blood here. This thing has nothing to do with alchemy, but it is needed by Meng Hao to refine his blood body, so he will not let it go.

As for the one without ancestral blood, Meng Hao would not force it, but would just lengthen the refining time.

Until this day, Zhou Jie walked into the attic with a pale face. This was Meng Hao in Qingluo Sect. He saw Zhou Jie again after the last time. As Zhou Jie sat down cross-legged, Meng Hao was silent for a moment.

, began to make alchemy.

After Zhou Jie, came Han Bei. This woman was cautious. When she appeared in front of Meng Hao, Meng Hao looked at Han Bei and suddenly smiled.

"Master Fang..." Han Bei suddenly became nervous when she saw Meng Hao's smile. At this moment, the voice of her ancestor of the Han family came to her mind.

"Be careful with this person, he is not simple, he must have noticed me!!" This is not the first time the ancestor of the Han family has spoken. The reason why Han Bei was nervous outside the Qingluo Zongshan gate that day was precisely because of the voice of the ancestor of the Han family.

Meng Hao looked as usual. He smiled and started refining the elixir. When Meng Hao looked at Han Bei after the elixir was refined, Han Bei looked as normal, but his heart was completely shaken because in her mind, the voice of the ancestor of the Han family was trembling at this moment.

.

"This pill...cannot be swallowed!! This person...this person..."

"Master Fang, my little sister, please swallow this elixir after you go back." Han Bei stood up, remained calm, and said with a slight smile without showing any emotion.

"Senior Brother Zhou, I have some private matters to discuss with fellow Taoist Han Bei." Meng Hao did not look at Han Bei, but looked at Zhou Dekun, cupping his fists and bowing.

Zhou Dekun laughed. He had noticed something was wrong a long time ago, but he had harvested a lot of medicinal herbs here these days. Hearing this, he turned around and walked out of the attic.

"Master Fang..." Seeing Zhou Dekun leave, Han Bei's heart sank, but he still kept his expression as normal, smiling like a flower, and was about to say something.

"You don't have to swallow this pill, but Fang needs a favor. If I need it in the future, you have to complete it." Meng Hao looked at Han Bei, his eyes were so deep that it was as if he could see through Han Bei's eyes.

Han Bei looked at Meng Hao and gritted his silver teeth. She was very scheming, but now she had no thoughts at all and could only look blank.

"My little sister doesn't understand what Master Fang said, but don't worry, Master, my little sister will accept this favor."

"The person who wants to give Fang this favor is not you, but the third soul in your body!" Meng Hao said calmly, but when these words fell into Han Bei's ears, they were like thunder, making her face completely pale.

Change.

She was about to say something else when suddenly a blue aura came out from her heavenly spirit. This aura condensed and slowly turned into the shadow of a middle-aged man. He stared at Meng Hao and nodded after a long time.

.

"The Han family, I owe you a favor." A vicissitudes of voice came from this figure.

Meng Hao cupped his fists and bowed, and then the figure disappeared. Han Bei took a deep breath and looked at Meng Hao in horror. After a while, he turned around and left quickly. But when she came out of the attic, she immediately put her mind away, making her eyes look cold and cold, which no outsider could see.

If you notice anything unusual, walk away.

After more than a month of alchemy refining, until today, the Qingluo Sect has sent the last person, and this person...is none other than Xu Qing!

Being the last one to be sent here, Meng Hao also saw a lot of clues based on his experience. It is obvious that Xu Qing's status in Qingluo Sect is definitely not that of an ordinary person. Even among these remnant souls, he is definitely

It is extremely noble.

What made Meng Hao firm in his judgment was that the moment Xu Qing was sent here, the entire Qingying Peak seemed to be very different from usual. Not only was the protective light curtain from the outside stronger, but even in Meng Hao's feeling

, he saw countless remnant souls surrounding the sky outside. These remnant souls were all around, staring at this place.

These discoveries made Meng Hao's heart sink. He looked at Xu Qing, who had been sitting cross-legged since entering the attic with a calm expression, and even his eyes were much less blank.

Meng Hao glanced at Xu Qing, especially his gaze on his forehead, and opened the main furnace light curtain to refine the elixir inside. His expression was calm. The blood dripping from the elixir that could be refined was no longer

Ordinary blood, but the hard work of his cultivation!

This drop of blood is the essence of his life, containing his persistent thoughts as a ninth-generation sealed demon.

After blending into the elixir, it was mixed with various combinations of plants and trees, and even borrowed the power of skin jelly to prevent any flaws from showing. But when Meng Hao refined the elixir and got it in front of Xu Qing, Xu Qingyu raised her hand

He took it but didn't swallow it.

"Is it this kind of elixir that makes everyone else return to normal?" Xu Qing said calmly, her voice was cold, she looked at Meng Hao, and without waiting for Meng Hao's answer, she stood up and walked out of the attic.

Meng Hao looked at Xu Qing's back and remained silent, but he could be sure that even if the other party did not swallow it now, he would definitely swallow the pill soon.

Because she seemed to be recovering on her own, but in fact it was just an illusion. The extent of her grief was even more than twice that of other people. It could even be said to be the most serious, because Meng Hao had seen the wound on her forehead before.

, more serious.

At dusk the next day, in the Seventh Mountain of Qingluo Sect, Xu Qing was sitting cross-legged in the cave. Her face was pale, her eyes showed struggle and confusion, and her body was shaking.

After the whole process lasted for several hours, she raised her right hand and slowly took out the elixir refined by Meng Hao from the storage bag. However, the process of picking it up and putting it in her mouth lasted for more than ten breaths.

If Meng Hao were here, he would definitely see that there were countless remnant souls outside Xu Qing's body. These remnant souls were looking at Xu Qing nervously and kept wandering away.

Even outside the cave, all the Qingluo Sect disciples who had been treated, including Zhou Jie and Han Bei, knelt down respectfully, as if waiting to be summoned.

Xu Qing held the elixir. After a long time, the coldness in her eyes suppressed her confusion and struggle. She sighed secretly. She understood that with her ruined soul, she would not be able to restore balance to this body. Now even with the

Her own dimness and the originally existing soul in her body seemed to be dissipating, making her body feel lifeless. The scar on her forehead had been unable to heal for a long time. She could even feel that if she delayed it any longer, her body would begin to heal.

rot.

She didn't believe that there was any elixir in this world that could restore the remnant soul. Everything was the Qingluo Sect's idea, but the recovery of others made her hesitate. She also studied this elixir, but couldn't find it.
Chapter completed!