Chapter 213 (2/2)

After a long time of incense, with a mouthful of demon Yuan Li coming out of his mouth from time to time, the old horse finally stopped his pace, stamped his feet on the ground, and said to Qin Lang, ”it's done.”

”Yes?” At this time, there is still a green flame on the ground. Qin Lang is a little puzzled. Where is this? How can it become? Is it difficult to let himself go to the flame and pull out the blood elixir refined from it?

Just when he was depressed, old ma hummed twice from his nose, then kicked Qin Lang and kicked him in the past. ”Usually he looks very smart. How can he become a fool at the critical moment? Don't hurry to take out those blood elixirs with the true yuan force. ”

Hearing this from Lao Ma, Qin Lang subconsciously explored his divine sense. Zhenyuanli followed him and wanted to look around the nine elder's body to see if there was the so-called blood elixir that Lao Ma said.

However, not long after Qin Lang's divine consciousness extended, he was surprised to find that the nine elder's body did not turn into ashes as he imagined, but still lay there. It just looked more like a corpse that had been dead for hundreds of years, and there was no trace of nutrients in his whole body.

”This...” Qin Lang some of the two monks are all at sea. In their own impression, is this so-called blood Ling Dan not the same kind of Dan medicine that is condensed together with all the flesh and blood essence of this person? Why does it look so weird now? It's quite different from what I imagined.Seeing Qin Lang's puzzled appearance, the old horse said to him and explained a few words, ”boy, master Benma knows that you are very resistant to swallowing the corpses of the same kind. When refining pills, I did some tricks from them, so that you can see the way you see now, so that you will not be so resistant to eating them.”

Hearing this, Qin Lang suddenly realized that the old horse would be very cautious about his own feelings. He was a little surprised. It was really difficult for him to think about such a comprehensive consideration.

”These are the blood elixirs that you said were refined?” After searching around the elder's body, Qin Lang finally found three pills that looked bright red. After dragging them in front of him with Zhenyuan force, he held them up to his eyes and asked the old horse.

At first glance, the three blood red pills do not look different at first, just feel that the red is a little bright, but if you want to carefully observe it, you will find that the red on the three pills will be like the waves on the sea without anyone moving it, layer by layer surging forward, just coming from the surface Time, as if there is a layer of imprisonment outside, they will be firmly locked.

”Yes, it's a blood elixir. I thought I could make five or six, but I didn't expect to get three. It seems that the cultivation of nine elders can't reach home at all.” Seeing Qin Lang take out all the three elixirs, the old horse leaned in front of him, smelled it with his nose and said to him.

, ”a Buddhist monk who has been crossing the border, has only three blood elixir distilled from the flesh. If it was put in ancient times, would it not make people laugh?” Old horse said, and then with a tongue roll, not until Qin Lang reaction, directly one of the pills with his tongue into his mouth.

After chewing for a few times, the old horse suddenly frowned and looked very dissatisfied.

”What's the matter, old horse? Is it that you have practiced this pill and what's wrong with it Seeing Lao Ma's appearance, Qin Lang was worried and asked. After all, he had never seen a spirit animal refining pills. In his heart, he had always been in a skeptical attitude towards Lao Ma's practice.

”Ah, bah, what's wrong with the pill made by Benma himself?” As if Qin Lang's words hit his pain point, the old horse almost jumped up and immediately yelled at Qin Lang, ”what's wrong now is not the pills made by Laozi. I just checked and found out that there is absolutely no problem in the refining of this elixir. It's the quality...” The old horse shook his head in a very dissatisfied way.

”What? Is the quality of the blood elixir also different? ” Hearing the old horse say so, Qin Lang put forward his doubts to it.