As his wide sleeves fluttered, the two black wooden boxes disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never appeared.
He chuckled twice and took out two blood-red wooden boxes from his arms.
This time, the five large gold-plated characters "Yin Yang Harmony Pill" were clearly engraved on the box, and a sealing talisman covered with Taoist patterns was also pasted on the box opening.
"I just took the wrong old item. This is the Yin-Yang Harmony Pill."
Li Lingge's eyes moved slightly. The cinnabar patterns on the talisman were indeed the unique technique of the Hehuan Tantric Sect, and the spiritual power fluctuations coming from the box could not be fake.
He put his fingers together like a knife and gently cut open the talisman.
The moment the lid of the box was opened, two auras, one yin and one yang, intertwined and rose, condensing into a Tai Chi pattern on the ceiling of the hall.
The pill on the left is as white as jade, with frost patterns on the surface.
The pill on the right is red like fire, and there seems to be magma flowing inside the pill.
The two pills were only an inch apart, but they pulled out strands of spiritual power in the air.
"Yin and Yang complement each other, water and fire blend together." Li Lingge nodded slightly, "It is indeed a treasure of the Hehuan Secret Sect."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhang Xianzong's fingers trembling slightly in his sleeves, and it was obvious that he was in extreme pain.
This Yin-Yang Harmony Pill requires collecting the essence of the sun and the moon for a hundred years each, and then refining it with the Yin-Yang Harmony Flower as the main ingredient. One furnace can only produce three pairs of pills.
Now, two pairs were taken away by Li Lingge.
Who would have thought that Li Lingge could see through his fake pill at a glance.
"As expected, he is the disciple chosen by Medicine King God."
Zhang Xianzong complimented him insincerely and then extended his hand.
"Now that you've checked it, you can keep the photo beads."
Unexpectedly, Li Lingge lightly flicked the bead that recorded the secret with his slender fingers, and it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the ring.
The space runes on the ring flickered slightly, adding a bit of coldness to his eyes.
"I have thirty-seven more identical photo beads in my hand." He stroked the ring, his tone calm, "It really doesn't matter whether I give you this one or not."
Zhang Xianzong's hands in his sleeves were so clenched that his knuckles turned white. He knew that the moment he handed over the photo-retaining bead, Li Lingge would die on the spot.
But this young man was more cunning than a fox and held the life-saving talisman tightly.
"I want you to keep all the photo beads."
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"
Li Lingge suddenly took half a step forward, almost getting in front of Zhang Xianzong.
He lowered his voice, with a hint of joking.
"I'll keep this secret from you for the rest of my life!"
Zhang Xianzong's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his imposing pressure leaked out uncontrollably, causing the surrounding beams to creak.
But he just couldn't bring his hand down even though it was raised in the air.
As long as Li Lingge is alive, the secret remains a secret.
Li Lingge is dead, and the thirty-seven photo beads will spread throughout the divine realm in an instant.
This damn calculation is simply unsolvable!
"roll!!!"
Zhang Xianzong's roar almost blew the roof off the house.
The violent divine power tore spider-web-like cracks on the ground, but Li Lingge, who was standing in the center of the storm, didn't even have the corners of his clothes messed up.
"Don't worry." Li Lingge even brushed his sleeves leisurely, "There's one more thing."
Zhang Xianzong raised his finger and pointed at him, almost squeezing out a word from between his teeth.
"Don't go too far!"
The next moment, there was a sudden sound of dense footsteps outside the hall, and the gilded floor tiles made a clanging sound.
The auras of at least seven elders of the Hehuan Tantric Sect were rapidly approaching, and the leading elder had already activated his spiritual power to transmit his voice.
"Master! What happened?"
boom!
Suddenly, a stream of blood shot out from Zhang Xianzong's sleeve and exploded into a hideous ghost face totem on the temple door.
The entire hall was suddenly enveloped by a blood-colored barrier, completely isolating even the sound.
"Nothing!" His voice was unnaturally tense. "I'm practicing martial arts with little friend Li."
The footsteps outside the door stopped abruptly, but Li Lingge keenly noticed that the auras of three elders were still lingering, and they were obviously suspicious.
A hint of amusement flashed in Li Lingge's eyes. It seemed that the sect leader cared about the secret more than he thought.
He pushed Zhang Xianzong's fingers away and continued.
"I need to enter the ancestral land of the Hehuan Secret Sect to refine this pill."
"I need to enter the Yin-Yang Pool, the ancestral land of the Hehuan Tantric Sect, to refine the Yin-Yang Harmony Pill." Li Lingge suddenly leaned in and whispered in Zhang Xianzong's ear, "Now."
"You're crazy!"
Then, his voice was very low, but it was filled with twisted anger.
"That's where the past patriarchs passed away!"
Although the effect of refining Yin and Yang He Dan in the Yin and Yang Pool of the Hehuan Tantric Sect's ancestral land will be doubled, that is the Hehuan Tantric Sect's ancestral land, and only the sect leader can enter it.
Li Lingge, an outsider, actually wanted to enter their ancestral land. Not only would he not agree, even the elders of the Hehuan Secret Sect would not agree.
However, Li Lingge also raised his finger and pointed at Zhang Xianzong.
"You even the wife of the leader of Xuantian Sword Sect—"
Shh!
Zhang Xianzong covered Li Lingge's mouth with his hand, fearing that the elders outside the door would hear it.
"Let's discuss it."
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