Zhong Ming pondered, weighed for a long time, finally decided to fight! It's better to have a try. There are a lot of lingcao in the boundary of Lingwang. If you run out of reserves, you can go out and look for it.

With a firm look in his dark eyes, the bell then sat down on his knees and meditated on the formula of Shiqi pill in his memory.

In order to ensure the quality and efficacy of the pills, there are several ingredients that must be added in the prescriptions handed down by the ancestors of the pills. They are the fixed form of Curcuma, the water chestnut that keeps the color and the water chestnut grass that covers the breath.

Zhong Ming sits quietly with his knees crossed. It is already a moonlit night. The window of the quiet room is wide open. The moonlight outside the window spreads into the room through the boundary, reflecting on the bell's face, which adds a trace of coldness to Zhong Ming's fair eyebrows and eyes. His handsome face is more three-dimensional in the moonlight and looks as handsome as a sculpture.

The bell opened its eyes. He was just thinking that it would be more difficult for him to refine the elixir that could cover up the demons than to refine the ordinary hidden Qi pill. Ordinary Qi hiding pills only need to hide the taste of ordinary people or monsters. Since ancient times, I'm afraid that none of them was born to hide the evil Qi of the demons.

Zhong Ming is worried about not only whether the spirit grass needed for refining pills is enough, but also whether the hidden Qi pill, which is prepared by himself to block the evil Qi of the demons, will succeed in playing its role.

Although Zhong Ming is a man of two generations, his experience and experience are no worse than any other person in the world, he is still very worried. He had never created a pill, let alone that he wanted to complete the formula of the divine elixir. Zhong Ming's mind wavered for a moment. But on second thought, Zhong Ming has no way to go now. He must go on and do it. He must practice the pill successfully. Otherwise, not only Xuanhao is in danger, but also everyone around him will be in danger. The hidden danger of demons should not be underestimated.

Zhong Ming is writing in the air into a volume. His words are thin and sharp. His face is full of momentum, and there is a trace of beauty. Zhong Ming is calculating. He calculates a dense circle in the air. The advantages and disadvantages of various formulas and the duration of their effects are listed, as well as the success rate of refining.

Zhongming's deduction is entirely based on his own experience. Zhongming is not sure whether it is accurate or not, but on the whole, it will not be too much worse. Some things are engraved in his bones, which are valuable experience of the supreme level that will never be forgotten in his lifetime. With these chimes, he has taken a lot of detours, but the treasures Your experience can also be applied to alchemy.

Zhongming plan finished everything, and finally determined three recipes with the highest success rate and the most powerful effect. It was early in the morning of another day when the bell finished the calculation. The bell stopped for a while and then got up and walked out of the quiet room.

The bell has been in the space outside the quiet room for three days. When it comes out of the boundary, the bell's pupil shrinks violently and trembles: the air of the whole space is filled with dark red magic gas, which is not thick and has no taste, but it looks extremely frightening.

The bell rushes to the distance where Xuanhao was before. He just used telepathy to contact Xuanhao and Huang Ling. Huang Ling said that Xuanhao was not abnormal. Huang Ling and he had been waiting for their exit. Er Xuanhao is different. After listening to his reply, Zhong Ming just wants to beat him. The whelp needs to be beaten again. He is exhausted for him, so he says "no go" in a very cold tone! It's really concise. If it wasn't for Huang Ling's reply, Zhong Ming might not know where Xuanhao is. The vague words are so skillful that people hate their teeth.

Zhong Ming showed his body method and soon came to them.

"Master Huang Ling's voice was pleasantly surprised and happy. She changed from a lazy sitting beside Xuanhao to a strange girl dancing in front of the bell.

Zhong Ming has a gentle look in her eyes. She takes a look at Huang Ling and checks with her divine sense to make sure that she has not been eroded by the evil spirit. Then she puts down her heart and gives a gentle hum and turns to look at Xuanhao.

Zhong Ming thought that Xuanhao would still be so underhand, cold and dragging, so his eyes were slightly cold, and his eyes were not good at looking at Xuanhao. He can't remember the moment when he didn't hear the massage for ten and a half months.

However, to Zhong Ming's surprise, Xuanhao is surprisingly clever. Although he had a cold face, he stood up and walked with Huang Ling to the bell.

Huang Ling looks at Xuanhao with a smile. His height is only as high as the eyebrows of Zhongming. However, his temperament and prestige are not inferior to Zhongming.

Yes, not so good. Although Xuanhao was a magic dragon in ancient times, he is now only a 11 level Warcraft. His body is not the body of the former giant dragon, but the body evolved from the Xuan snake. His magic cultivation is not half of that of the time when the Dragon Kingdom and the foreign demon channel were sealed. Therefore, in general, although Xuanhao is very powerful now, it is still slightly inferior The bell tolls in his own master. In addition, Zhongming beat Xuanhao down at the beginning, and Zhongming was Xuanhao's savior. Xuanhao was a bit weaker from the bottom of his heart, so the ancient magic dragon was inferior to Zhong Ming.Zhong Ming didn't care about the difference between the two men's momentum. He just looked down at Xuanhao with a cold face, waiting for Xuanhao to speak.

Xuanhao's eyes showed a trace of struggle. After three days of thinking, he had recovered his calm. Although he was a demon family, the trace of magic in his heart could not be eradicated, and the madness was still deep in his heart, but at least now he can think rationally. Zhong Ming, as a savior of his own, actually wanted to take him to death, and had a fight with him, which was really wrong. Now Xuanhao looked at the bell and his lips moved. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

In ancient times, the noble young master of the dragon family, the prince of the dragon family, and the favored son of heaven with the blood of the devil, has not been forced to lower his head since childhood, and has always lived with pride and dignity. But now different from the past, the bell needs him to bow down, because the bell is his master, which is an indisputable fact. Even if Zhongming and Xuanhao have become brothers in the future, it will be something in the future. At the beginning, Zhongming must let Xuanhao realize his status and realize that Zhongming is his master, not his peer.

Xuanhao hesitated for a long time, and Zhong Ming did not give up the pressure on him. He kept staring at him silently. Even though the tangled face of the handsome young man with black hair and black clothes and red eyes had already made him unable to bear it, Zhong Ming must not be able to step back.

Xuanhao gave up looking at the ground and said in a very low voice: "cough, master." Zhong Ming has a smile in his eyes, and Huang Ling on the other side has recovered from the confrontation. His eyes are bright and he looks at Xuanhao. He slaps Xuanhao's hand with a smile and says, "brother, we will be a family in the future." The sound was clear and beautiful, like oriole, which suddenly warmed Xuanhao's heart.

Xuanhao looks up at Zhongming. Zhongming finally gives him a warm smile, and then turns to see Huang Ling. Huang Ling, who is small and lovely, looks up at Xuanhao happily. Xuanhao was stunned for a long time. Then a fleeting smile came out from the corner of his lips. In his red eyes, the coldness, coldness and craziness of his red eyes were slightly weakened and replaced by a touch of warmth.

Zhong Ming soon accepted the smile and returned to the main topic to discuss how to cover Xuanhao's evil spirit.

"Xuanhao, there may be three reasons for your evil Qi spreading so wantonly." Zhong Ming's calm analysis is not finished. Xuanhao looks at him with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Zhong Ming laughed and said, "do you just think of your mood fluctuation?" What Huang Ling reported included her observation of Xuanhao. Xuanhao has been meditating and concentrating on meditation these days. Although Huang Ling doesn't have any sense of the evil spirit of the demons, she is very interested in the black dragon, who is regarded as a little fool. She even observes carefully. Zhong Ming sees Xuanhao from this, and quickly guesses his doubts.

Xuanhao was surprised for a moment and nodded slightly. He was very clever. It was like meeting his father in a dreamland. Zhong Ming couldn't help laughing at himself. He was old enough to compare with the old man of the ancient dragon king. He was really

Zhong Ming soon regained consciousness and continued to explain to Xuanhao: "you may not have fully awake before. What are you different from before? "

Xuanhao thought deeply, his clear voice with a faint doubt:" my everything is different? "

Zhong Ming said, "yes, everything you have is different. First of all, your mind has changed. Even if you are sober and rational, you still have a trace of manic magic, right? " Xuanhao nodded.

"Second, your flesh is weak. Under the blood of the dragon you used to have, the body itself is very powerful. The muscles and bones of the dragon clan are placed there. Later you are reborn. The basis of that rebirth is that your keel is not damaged. The body of the demon dragon that you grow up again is not inferior to that of the dragon. But the body you have now is an ordinary black snake

Zhong Ming didn't go on talking. It's nonsense to go on. Xuanhao's face is clear now. He knows his defects now. There are too many impurities in his body now, and he has not survived all the thunder robberies. There is no way that this black dragon's body can be compared with Xuanhao's body before.

"And thirdly, is it my God's core?" Xuanhao asked in doubt.

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