Chapter 1009

When the palm wind hits Zhang Fan's chest, the black palm wind instantly penetrates Zhang Fan's body, and Zhang Fan's figure gradually fades away.

Shadow?

Seeing this, the old man in black robe could not help frowning, but he seemed to think of something again. His pupils suddenly shrank, and a bad feeling immediately rose in his heart.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's figure instantly appeared behind the old man in black robe. The long sword in his hand stabbed the old man in black robe's back heart directly. With a puff, Zhang Fan's thunder robbing sword instantly penetrated his body, and blood spilled on the ground along the edge of the sword.

The eyes of the old man in black robe were full of inconceivable, but he felt a sharp pain in the back of his heart. Looking down, he found a purple sword light penetrating his body. Wow, a mouthful of blood with broken meat spurted out.

He never thought that Zhang Fan, who only looked like a shackle state, had such strength and even could kill himself with a second move. Is it true that he was too careless? Or does this guy really have such strength?

"You..." The old man in black robe wanted to say something, but the blood had blocked his throat and he couldn't say anything.

Lu Botong stood aside, hugged his shoulder and said to him, "why do you look down on shackles? To tell you the truth, your luck is really bad today. Have you ever heard of Zhang Fan's name in the river and lake? That's a man who can kill even a half step master, let alone you. "

After listening to Lu Botong's words, the old man in black robe has despair in his eyes. Although he is an evil practitioner, he has heard of this man in the river and lake, but he always takes a chance and thinks that the mainland is so vast that it is impossible to be so accurate. He will meet Zhang Fan directly. He even feels that such a man is just a legend in the river and lake, and it is impossible to let himself go We have met.

But today, the old man in black robe really had to believe that Zhang Fan really existed, and today he met him. It's too bad luck.

Zhang Fan took the sword out of the old man's body. Suddenly, a column of blood was taken out. The old man staggered and looked pale, as if his life had been taken out of his body.

I want to say something, but I can't say anything. My pupils are gradually enlarging, and my body is more and more uncontrollable. I fall to the ground directly, and my eyes are full of doubts and unwillingness.

Lu Botong took a look at the corpse on the ground, turned his lips, and went directly to the Dan stove. He reached out to open the Dan stove to see what was going on inside.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan frowned. He felt that something was wrong. After all, the red stove in front of him was smoking green and looked evil. He hurried forward to stop it and said to Lu Botong, "don't mess with me. I think it should be poisonous. If you accidentally get it, the consequences may be unimaginable."

Lu Bo Tong laughed and said to Zhang Fan, "this toxin can't help me. Moreover, although there are some medicinal materials in his Dan stove that haven't been refined, they are all good things. We can't waste them."

With that, Lu Botong began to clean up in the Dan oven. Soon, all the things in it were found out by Lu Botong. Most of the things were viscous liquid, and some people's bones and hearts were blackened. They looked terrible and smelled bad.

Zhang Fan doesn't think there will be any good things in it. He just stands in the distance and looks at the situation in front of him. He doesn't want to help.

But Lu Botong didn't seem to be so disgusted with these things. He began to search among these viscous things, and finally found something similar to crystal. Seeing this thing, Lu Botong's face showed a smile and said to Zhang Fan, "it's him. This is the most valuable thing in this elixir."

Seeing Lu Botong's excitement, Zhang Fan was curious and asked Lu: "what is this? What is the essence of the whole stove? "

Lu Bo Tong said to Zhang Fan with a smile: "generally speaking, whether they are poison doctors or normal Danshi, they need a kind of medicine guide, which is usually very valuable, so they can refine good danyao. This is the medicine guide of the poison doctor in my hand."

Zhang Fan took a look at the thing in Lu Botong's hand. It was a green, crystal like thing, with a layer of black material on it.

"But what's the use of this? We're not poison doctors, and we don't know how to make pills. " Zhang Fan's heart is somewhat curious. Lu Botong in front of him asks.

Lu Botong smiled and said to Zhang Fan, "that's not necessarily. Although we're not a poison doctor, we don't need to refine the poison Dan, but this medicine is the essence of all things. If this thing is so discarded, it's really a waste."

Zhang Fan shook his head with a wry smile and said to Lu Botong, "even if we don't discard it, can we say that the drug guide used by the poison doctor can be used normally? Even if this drug guide is part of the essence, is it not contaminated by some toxins? "

Lu Botong nodded and said to Zhang Fan, "you're right. The things refined by the poison doctor will naturally be eroded by the toxins. Moreover, it's very troublesome to remove all the toxins. If you don't clean them properly and continue to use them, the refined pills are also poison pills. If you discard the meridians, you may die and disappear on the spot "I'm dead.""But." After a pause, Lu Botong continued to say to Zhang Fan, "although it's troublesome, I still have some ways to deal with such a good thing. Let's go. Let's find a place to clean it up first."

With that, Lu Botong, with a smile on his face and the drug guide in his hands, was about to run away with excitement. It seemed that he was like a treasure.

"Wait..." Seeing this, Zhang Fan quickly stopped Lu Botong, pointed to some villagers with dull eyes, frowned and said to Lu Botong, "we're gone, what can they do? Let them live in their dreams all the time? "

Lu Botong nodded and said to Zhang Fan, "I think it's a good choice for them. After all, the pursuit of life is different, but dreams are dreams after all. It's hard to realize them, especially those wild reveries. It's a fool's dream. It's better for them to live in their own dreams, because dreams are their world They can do anything, so their faces will show a sense of satisfaction. "