Chapter 4046: Measurement qualification

"The power of the Black Emperor will continue to repair my body. Although the wound just looked deep, it will soon heal."

Ye Fan was a little helpless. Although the wound healed quickly is a good thing, it now means that he needs to scratch himself many times to meet Sun Simiao's request.

"Since this power is so magical, aren't you in an invincible state now?"

Sun Simiao widened his eyes and watched Ye Fan's wound healing process.

"Ordinary skin trauma can be, if it is a penetrating injury or internal injury, it cannot be repaired in a short time."

Ye Fan shook his head. If the Black Emperor's power can repair all the injuries on his body, then he doesn't need to be afraid of anyone, no matter how strong it is, he can be consumed to death.

"Oh."

While the two were talking, the wound that Ye Fan drew on his hand had healed, leaving only a light brown scar. Ye Fan looked at his hand helplessly and slashed again.

"You can stimulate the blood in your body so that the blood can flow faster."

Sun Simiao looked at Ye Fan and said to him, at the speed that Ye Fan is bleeding from the wound now, I am afraid that I don't know how many knives he will have to get enough of the blood he needs.

Ye Fan followed Sun Simiao's words, and as expected, after the qi and blood urged, the blood gushing out of the wound faster.

"That's it, it's almost done."

After Ye Fan swiped his arm twice, Sun Simiao finally spoke.

Ye Fan couldn't bear so much blood at one time, and his face was slightly pale.

When Ye Fan was bleeding blood, Sun Simiao was not idle either, his method of refining medicine was different from that of Zhu Jiuyin.

A small casserole with the prepared medicinal materials in it, slowly simmering on the fire.

A strong smell of medicine permeated the whole room.

Ye Fan couldn't help but sneezed with the smell of the medicine.

Seeing him sneezing, Sun Simiao raised his eyebrows.

"I really don't know the goods. The things in my medicine furnace are all good things. If you are someone else, I am not rare, that is, I met you such a strange thing."

Listening to what he said, Ye Fan smiled slightly. In the past few days, he knew it. Although Sun Simiao spoke a little bit more poisonously, he was still very good.

After about a stick of incense, Sun Simiao poured the medicine out of the medicine furnace and put it in a glass cup.

The light brown liquid medicine was steaming hot in the glass cup.

After the liquid medicine cooled a little, he took Ye Fan's bowl of blood.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Fan asked curiously.

"That power has transformed your body a lot, but I'm curious, what is your original aptitude?"

Sun Simiao took out a glass tube and stained it with Ye Fan's blood.

"This medicine is made after upgrading the medicinal solution that I used to test the qualifications of ordinary monks. It can be regarded as specially prepared for you. You will know how your qualifications are in a while?"

Hearing Sun Simiao's words, Ye Fan was also very curious. He has always been relatively smooth in his cultivation, and he has never thought about his qualifications.

The glass tube stained with Ye Fan's blood was stirred in the light brown liquid medicine.

As the blood is completely integrated into the liquid medicine, the color of the liquid medicine begins to change.

Soon, the liquid medicine turned red under Ye Fan's eyelids, and the color continued to deepen.

yellow.

green.

…

After changing several times, the color of the liquid medicine changed to silver, and there was a tendency to change again.