Outside the Treasure Pavilion, the Sixth Patriarch smiled and said, "Yan Lan's soul power is not weak. In just a moment, he broke the ban on the Nine Seals Immortal Palm."

The Fifth Patriarch stroked his silver beard and said, "Yan Lan is extraordinary, otherwise we old guys would not have allowed him to take six things. If he was allowed to take them at will, I am afraid that the restrictions on other objects except those few things will not hinder him at all."

The old Taoist with his chest narrowed his eyes and smiled, wishing he could take Yan Lan back to his subordinates now.

When the barefoot old ghost saw the two ancestors praising Yan Lan, he saw the old Taoist with a bare chest showing envy. He immediately smiled with a red face and said proudly: "Hehe, you old monsters, I used to look down on the old ghost, I don't have good disciples, but now, you are all jealous. As long as I cultivate more old ghosts, you will have more days of jealousy!"

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Yan Lan felt a little scared when he thought of the Lihun Yu Daozhi. At that time, he used all his unique moves, but Bai Wuyu had countless powerful souls in his body, and blocked the killing moves for him. It was almost impossible to deal with Bai Wuyu.

Even the power of the thunder soul has lost its effectiveness for a while.

"If you can cultivate the Soul-Leaving Dao Art, you can swallow the opponent's soul and use it for me after fighting and killing the enemy."

Yan Lan licked his lips. Because of the Soul-Leaving Dao Zhi, he lost interest in other magic techniques and slowly walked to the Pill Magic Medicine Cabinet.

Yan Lan remembered his father once said that when a monk practices, he should use his understanding and hardship to swallow the magic pills appropriately, which is beneficial and harmless. If it depends entirely on the help of the pills, it may have significant effects in the early stage, but over time, the foundation will be weak. It is like a castle in the air, and it is difficult to make progress in the later stage.

Therefore, Yan Lan has been practicing and has not relied on any help from elixirs.

Therefore, Yan Lan planned to bypass the Dan Medicine Cabinet.

Suddenly, Yan Lan's pupils tightened and he stopped in front of an inconspicuous pill bottle.

There are four words written on this pill bottle - Huitian Ling Pill.

Yan Lan's soul trembled slightly, and a sense of sorrow spread in her eyes.

It was not that the level of Huitian Ling Pill was so high that it made him lose his composure, nor that he urgently needed Huitian Ling Pill, but that when he was hit by the blood-red giant hand, his vitality was withering and dying, it was Zi Yi who took out a Huitian Ling Pill from Qingxuan and let him swallow it, and then he revived his vitality.

Later, Yan Lan realized that the Huitian Spirit Pill is an extremely magical pill. As long as the monk has a breath, he can recover from the dead.

Yan Lan also knew that the Huitian Ling Pill was Qing Xuan's life-saving thing, and he had pulled Qing Xuan back from the brink of death many times.

Yan Lan even knew that the Tian Huiling Pill that saved his life was the last Tian Huiling Pill of Qingxuan.

Yan Lan stretched out his hand and held the Huitianling Pill Bottle tightly. Two lines of clear tears slowly flowed out from his eyes.

"If that spiritual pill from the sky was not swallowed by me, maybe at the critical moment, Uncle Qingxuan's life would have saved..."

Yan Lan's hands trembled and her eyes were red.

He rarely shed tears, even though he had been bullied, he never made him cry; even when he was in a Jedi, he never shook his tears.

However, whenever he thinks of Qingxuan protecting each other with his life, trusting all his beloved daughter Zi Yi, and delivering him all his beloved daughter Zi Yi, his heart will feel like he is being torn to pieces by two huge forces.

"Uncle Xuan of Qing was killed by Xuanzong."

"Xuanzong was founded by Xuanqi, who was abusing the law of evil and domineering, which caused public outrage. Uncle Xuan of Qing was full of righteousness and was willing to go deep into the tiger's den to investigate Xuanzong, and eventually died of Xuanzong's hands."

"Xuan Qi is a genius of the Xuan clan. If I don't provoke you, you will take the initiative to provoke me and send a letter of life and death to me. Okay, you want me to die, new and old hatreds, even if you don't look for me, I will not let it go. Xuan Qi, I can sweep your dignity once, and you can make you face full again. No, not only will you lose face full, but you will also leave your life alone."

Yan Lan wiped away the tears and her eyes burst into a fierce light.

Then, Yan Lan made a gesture with one hand, and a little pill bottle. The huge power of the thunder soul surged out. He instantly blasted the restriction in the pill bottle and took out two pills of the Heavenly Recovery Pills.

Yan Lan took out an exquisite small bottle, carefully put the Huitian Ling Pill in it, and carefully kept the mustard bracelet.

Yan Lan did not intend to use these two spiritual pills for heaven, but was used to commemorate them and to remember Qingxuan.

Outside the treasure pavilion, the old Taoist with his chest frowned and said, "Hey, why did Yan Lan get the Tianling Pill? Although this pill is extraordinary, there are many pills that are stronger than the Huitian Ling Pill. I wonder what he is thinking about?"

The Sixth Patriarch also frowned and said, "Just just now, when Yan Lan took back the Tianling Pill, she cried."

The Fifth Patriarch was also puzzled and said, "This is exactly the strange place. It seems that he is not so excited that he cries, but that he seems to be missing something. Old ghost, do you know why?"

The barefoot old ghost was also confused and shook his head and said, "I also wondered that Yan Lan is not a fragile child. He values ​​love and righteousness, distinguish right from wrong, and what can make him cry should probably be the word love."

The Sixth Patriarch nodded and said, "Maybe it's kindness. This time, the Tianling Pill is a unique thing in this sect. Maybe something happened to Yan Lan in the Tiangang Sect of Shuang Kingdom, which is related to this selves. Forget it, don't ask Yan Lan about this matter, he has a sense of responsibility."

The Fifth Patriarch nodded and said, "It should be so, but he took two pieces of the Heavenly Recovery Pills, which are counted as two things. I have to remind him about this."

In the Treasure Pavilion, Yan Lan had just walked out of his sadness and heard the voice of the Five Ancestors: "Yan Lan, one elixir is one thing. If you take two elixirs, you take two things. Don't you consider putting one back?"

Yan Lan shook his head without hesitation, then walked towards the strange flowers and grass cabinet without saying a word.

Yan Lan glanced casually. He did not go deep into the way of immersing in the alchemy tools, but only mastered the basic skills of alchemy and weapon refining, so he did not know much about these rare and strange flowers and plants.

"Soul-Mixing Fruit!"

Yan Lan stopped walking. He once saw in a classic that the Soul-Heaving Fruit is an important material for refining the Soul-Heaving Pill.

The Soul-Combination Pill can gather the broken souls of the monks. Even if the souls are broken and scattered to the ends of the world, they can be recondensed before entering the Great Way of Reincarnation. It can be said that he has seen all the pills that are closest to the resurrection of the dead.

"As long as there is a hint of possibility, Zi Yi and I will summon Uncle Xuan of Heqing. Unfortunately, there is only one soul-matching fruit."

Yan Lan poked out his palm, broke the ban on the Soul-Enclosing Fruit, and put it into the storage ring.

Then, Yan Lan slowly walked towards the cabinet of the magic weapon. With his soul power swept, his pupils tightened, he took a big step, and his eyes were locked on one thing. (To be continued.)

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