Chapter 262: Xiao Fan is a seventh-level pharmacist?

Chapter 262 Xiao Fan is a seventh-rank alchemist?

"Xiao Fan, what do I need to do?" In a quiet house in Yuncheng, Qin Mo looked at Xiao Fan excitedly. He wanted to know how Xiao Fan could treat Yuntian Lake.

His dantian shattered, the soul sea disappeared, and the battle soul was destroyed. As a seventh-rank pharmacist, Qin Mo was helpless for such injuries. What could Xiao Fan, a fifth-rank pharmacist, do to remedy?

If it were before, Qin Mo would definitely not believe in Xiao Fan, but since he learned Xiao Fan's spirit explosion technique, for some reason, Qin Mo believed in Xiao Fan's ability in his heart.

"Old Qin has broken through the seventh rank, right?" Xiao Fan suddenly smiled.

Yun Tianchi looked at Qin Mo in astonishment, with an unbelievable look, Qin Mo has become a seventh-grade pharmacist?

"Fortunately, if not..." Qin Mo nodded and looked at Xiao Fan gratefully.

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Fan interrupted: "I have a six-grade pill, called Soul Washing Pill. I have the ingredients, but I need to refine it for me by Mr. Qin."

"Six-Rank Pill? How can it be a pill?" Qin Mo was surprised at first, but he was incomprehensible. Everyone knows that for the seventh-rank pill, the sixth-rank can only be medicine. He wanted to be sure, Xiao Fan Not kidding.

"I said yes, that's it." Xiao Fan was too lazy to explain, his tone was very domineering. In ancient times, there were more than the sixth-grade pill, even the first-grade pill, but most of the pill was lost.

However, there are many pill prescriptions recorded in the Asura inheritance, and soul washing pill is just one of them.

"Okay, I will try, but it may not succeed." Qin Mo had no choice but to give it a try.

"I will help you." Xiao Fan nodded, then looked at Yuntianchi and said: "King Yan, I can save your life, but you may lose all your cultivation."

"People are going to die. Between life and death and cultivation, I know how to choose, Brother Xiao don't have to worry." Yun Tianchi shook his head.

"Let's start." Xiao Fan also breathed a sigh of relief. He explored his hands and took out a dozen medicinal materials. These medicinal materials were all given to him by Great Elder Mo Tianya. Xiao Fan guessed in his heart that Mo Tianya might know the soul washing pill. The pill, otherwise, it would not be so coincidental.

"Using Seven-Rank Immortal Grass as a medicine, it is no wonder that it can become a pill." Qin Mo's eyes were instantly attracted by one of the crystal clear white spirit grasses, and the doubts in his heart dissipated a little.

"Seventh-Rank Immortal Grass?" Yuntianchi looked at Xiao Fan in surprise. The value of an ascending Immortal Grass is worth tens of millions of lower-rank soul stones. "Brother Xiao, I'm so bad, I can't waste your one. Immortal grass."

"Give me the spirit stone in the future." Xiao Fan said indifferently, "I will suppress the injury in my body first, don't resist."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Fan took out a one-foot-long gold needle and pierced it directly from the top of Yuntianchi's head, and the entire gold needle sank into Yuntianchi's head.

"This?" Qin Mo happened to see this scene and couldn't help taking a breath. How could a person still be alive with such a long golden needle in his head?

"Old Qin, what's wrong?" Yun Tianchi looked at Old Qin suspiciously.

"Nothing, nothing." Qin Mo blinked, his head shaking like a rattle, if it weren't for the traces of blood on Yun Tianchi's face, Qin Mo definitely thought Xiao Fan was looking for money and killing!

At this moment, Xiao Fan's two golden needles entered directly from the temples of Yuntianchi. Before Yuntianchi could react, he felt a tingling pain and fainted.

"Wait, Old Qin, your medicine cauldron is not good." Xiao Fan interrupted quickly watching Qin Mo take out a black medicine cauldron.

"The quality isn't good? I'm a sixth-grade medicine..." Qin Mo almost furiously, and he suddenly suffocated when he reached his lips, and saw Xiao Fan take out a pitch-black small cauldron with black luster all over, Qin Mo His mind instantly inhaled it.

"This is a seventh-grade medicine cauldron?" Qin Moxian asked. This was just his guess, because he could not tell which medicine cauldron it was at all, but he felt that it was of higher rank than his one.

"Forget it, Mr. Qin should remember the broken Xiaoding from the last auction." Xiao Fan nodded. In fact, he didn't know what grade the broken Xiaoding was.

"I'll just say why you bought this small tripod. It turned out that it was a seventh-grade medicine tripod after you repaired it." Qin Mo looked at Xiao Fan with envy.

"Cough cough, let's reconcile the medicine first." Xiao Fan gave a dry cough and handed the medicine pot to Qin Mo.

"Relax, refining the sixth-grade pill, there is a spirit explosion technique, and the success rate is at least 30%." Qin Mo believes.

"Thirty percent? It's better to train for me. I'm at least 60 percent sure." Xiao Fan curled his lips. Naturally, he wouldn't say this, otherwise it would hit Qin Mo too much.

If it wasn't for time constraints, Xiao Fan wouldn't let Qin Mo come to refine alchemy, and Xiao Fan would still look after Yuntianchi's injuries.

When Xiao Fan came back to his senses, Qin Mo had already started, and started to get busy following the steps recorded by the Danfang.

"Old Qin is also a seventh-rank alchemist anyway. The first few steps shouldn't be accidental. I will take care of the pill in the end." Xiao Fan thought to himself, and then stopped his mind and looked at Yuntianchi: "I want To successfully wash the soul, he must first repair his dantian and meridians completely."

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan took out a golden needle and inserted it into Yuntianchi's chest. In the soul sea, the white stone quivered gently, exuding bursts of soft white light, and a mysterious air permeated out.

Along Xiao Fan's meridians, through the golden needles, penetrate into Yuntianchi's body, and then diffuse towards the whole body.

Where the mysterious air passed, the destroyed meridians unexpectedly began to repair quickly, and Xiao Fan's face also showed a touch of relief.

"The white stone really didn't disappoint me." Xiao Fan was slightly excited.

Breaking through the Battle King realm, the energy stored by the white stone is also extremely majestic. The soul marrow absorbed last time reached a terrifying amount. At least, there is no problem in repairing the meridians and dantian of Yuntianchi.

As time passed slowly, Xiao Fan was repairing the meridians of Yuntianchi, and on the other hand, he was always paying attention to Qin Mo's movements.

An hour later, a trace of sweat leaked from Xiao Fan's forehead, and all the meridians were almost completely repaired, and the next step was to repair his dantian.

The repair of the dantian was much more complicated than that of the meridians, and it took Xiao Fan three hours to complete the repair.

Of course, just repairing the meridians and dantian does not take so long. During this process, Xiao Fan also condensed the soul power of the battle soul in the dantian of the Yuntianchi. This is an extremely difficult process. The demands are extremely high, but fortunately Xiao Fan has long been superb in spirit power control.

During this process, Qin Mo's surplus light often swept past Xiao Fan, but what made him puzzled was that Xiao Fan stuck a golden needle in Yuntianchi’s chest without any movement. Could this be Xiao Fan’s method of saving people? ?

"Old Qin, be careful!" Xiao Fan suddenly withdrew the golden needle, flashed and shot towards the small cauldron.

Rumble!

Mysterious Xiaoding trembled very badly, Qin Mo was lifted off by a violent force, his face was extremely ugly, just now he was distracted, and there was a problem with the soul fire control. It almost fell short.

"Xiao Fan, me?" Qin Mo lowered his head ashamed, as if he had done something wrong, waiting for the parents to blame.

"Old Qin, take a rest and leave it to me here." Under Xiao Fan's control, the rioting Yaoding slowly calmed down.

"Huh?!" Old Qin was surprised and delighted, looking at Xiao Fan in shock, Gulong swallowed his saliva, and said, "Xiao Fan, are you a seventh-grade pharmacist?"