Gu Du Wu Feng chatted with Ma Fanyang like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years.
"You don't have to think about asking the venerables to help you."
"You are no longer a human cultivator. Your bloodline has been replaced. Well, if you take two pills, you may have been replaced more."
Looking at Gu Du Wu Feng who looked a little embarrassed, Ma Fanyang really wanted to kill him now.
I saw Lonely Wufeng said, taking out a slate.
"You should take the test. This way you can feel more at ease. Of course, you can disbelieve me and go find the venerables."
"But you have to think clearly. You are no longer a human. Can those venerables trust you? I think since you know the effect of this elixir, you should have seen those monks who have taken the elixir."
“They should be living well now, right?”
As he spoke, he took things out and Gu Du Wu Feng took out a pill that could relieve the symptoms.
Ma Fanyang was cursing in his heart. He had of course seen those cultivators who had taken this kind of elixir, and he knew very well what their fate would be.
He was living a good life, haha, that was definitely good. He now had a cultivator who had eaten the elixir in his hand, which he was using for research.
Life is so good.
At the same time, he had a vague worry in his heart. If a cultivator who took the elixir really appeared, would those venerables help him, or would they just study him further?
He thought that the second possibility was more likely.
They had also studied the Golden Elixir and Nascent Soul before, but they didn't find anything.
Save? How? Can it really be saved?
It’s really terrible. I shouldn’t have come out today. I should have just practiced in seclusion and looked at the snow. What’s there to see? I’ve been seeing it for so many years and I’m not tired of it!
"This is a pill to relieve the symptoms."
"Oh, let me tell you a little secret. This is a secret in the Sea Tribe Temple."
"The Blood Exchange Pill is not only made by the Venerables, but also by seniors with higher cultivation. Tsk tsk, I begged for this pill from a Venerable. You are really lucky."
"Hey, look, your sea clan bloodline is not low!"
"Since you are already a member of the mixed-blood sea clan, I will tell you more about the relationship between the mixed-blood sea clan and the sea clan."
Ma Fanyang's face grew darker as he listened to Gu Du Wu Feng talking about the love-hate relationship between the sea people, the mixed-blood sea people, and the sea people's sanctuary.
It turns out that his idea of going to the Boundless Sea if all else fails is not a good option.
He can't stand the chaos here, not to mention the war going on in the vast sea.
As Ma Fanyang was thinking, he suddenly felt his brain go blank, and he seemed to have lost his breath.
The spiritual energy is no longer absorbed, and there is a feeling of suffocation, a feeling of suffocation in the soul.
"My fellow Daoist, I see that you have a lot of stamina, how about you take a pill to relieve it?"
Ma Fanyang has no time to care about this now.
A dignified monk who had reached the state of incarnation was struggling and twisting on the ground, cocooning back and forth.
He grabbed his neck with both hands, stretched them towards the air, and opened his mouth wide, but there was no sound.
Both eyes are almost completely blue, and there is no focus at all.
Gu Du Wu Feng quickly drank a cup of spiritual tea to calm himself.
The blood-exchanging pills from this damn Sea Clan Temple are really terrifying, and taking two of them is even more terrifying.
That kind of pain and suffering was so unbearable that even someone like Gu Du Wu Feng could not bear to watch it.
Cruel, so cruel.
With a wave of his hand, he threw the relieving pill into Ma Fanyang's mouth.
"Huff~Huff~Huff~Huff." Ma Fanyang grabbed the table and climbed up from the ground with great difficulty.
It took a few more breaths before things returned to normal.
Ma Fanyang looked at Gu Du Wu Feng with a very complicated expression.
A lot of thoughts went through my mind.
It is true that Gu Du Wu Feng is a cultivator of Ling Xiao Sword Sect, and he can also become the lord of a node fairy city. Has the Sea Clan Holy Hall been infiltrated to such an extent?
Whether passively or actively, he is now considered a monk of the Sea Clan's Holy Temple.
Sometimes, people still need to reconcile with themselves and the world.
Isn't it just for immortality?
What is the difference between practicing in Baodan Xianzong and practicing in the Sea Clan Holy Hall?
Of course he would not give up hope of curing himself, and he found an idea from what Gu Du Wu Feng said.
Bloodline!
This thing involves blood.
The human race doesn't know much about bloodlines, but it does know something about it. He needs to learn more about this.
If you can, you should stay in Baodan Xianzong. If you really can't, it's not impossible to become a monk in a holy temple.
Didn’t you see that Gu Du Wu Feng is living well?
"Fellow Daoist, now you and I are in the same boat. Did you feel this much pain when you took this pill for the first time?"
Ma Fanyang felt that he had to stabilize Lonely Wufeng and the Holy Hall first, or at least appear to be submissive on the surface.
"What nonsense are you talking about, how can I possibly eat this?"
This made Ma Fanyang at a loss, with question marks all over his mind.
"Anyone who is not a fool can tell at a glance that there is something wrong with this pill. No one would eat it."
Gu Du Wu Feng looked as if it was a matter of course.
Ma Fanyang’s teeth were almost broken. Okay, okay, you also know that this thing is not a good thing, but you don’t eat it yourself and give it to me?
I really want to throw him into the alchemy furnace to refine him!
"Haha, fellow Taoist, just tell me straight, what do you want by dragging me down with you?"
Gu Du Wu Feng chuckled.
"Drag you into this, don't say anything, that's really fitting."
"I'm looking for you, mainly because I want you to help me make some poison pills."
Ma Fanyang almost laughed.
People really laugh when they are speechless.
"Fellow Daoist, I am now a monk of the Holy Temple. My life and reputation are in your hands. There is no need to do this. It is better for us to be straightforward!"
"I really want you to get some poison pills."
Ma Fanyang looked at Gu Du Wu Feng's serious face, but the word "MMP" didn't come out of his mouth.
"Poison pill? Hahaha, poison pill? For the poison pill?"
"How could a pill, no matter how poisonous it is, have such a blood-transferring poison?"
"You made me like this just for the poison pill?"
He really couldn't accept it. The poison pill was not a big deal. He thought that the Sea Clan Holy Hall wanted him to gather information and be a mole.
At worst, I can get some elixir recipes from the Baodan Xianzong.
That’s the result?
You can just buy it directly, there are plenty of poison pills!
All the useless pills in the sect are poisonous. Also, the uncle masters have little quirks and refine poisonous pills to harm people. But it’s just like what Gu Du Wu Feng said.
What fool would eat that?
Gu Du Wu Feng leaned forward and looked at Ma Fan Yang with a sense of oppression.
"I want the kind that can kill the Venerable, and it has to be the kind that can kill the Demon Venerable. Can you get it?"
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