Legend of Swordsman

Pill House’s point of contact.

In the huge Courtyard, Jian Wushuang practiced Sword Art there, and in front of the stone table, Yan Zhixuan and Su Rou, who had already reawakened, sat quietly there.

Although Su Rou was awake, the complexion was still pale, and the look was a bit stunned. Obviously, it has not completely emerged from the shadows.

There is no way to do this. The true face of Xie Chen has been unveiled. The blow to Su Rou is too great. Even her Constitution has undergone a mutation, and it has not been completely calmed down until now.

“Old Third.” The sound was heard and I saw Wang Yuan running in.

Jian Wushuang stopped Sword Art and looked at Wang Yuan. “Is there a result?”

“Én. ” Wang Yuan nodded, but the complexion is extremely ugly. “My father said, Pill House will not come out.”

“What?” Yan Zhixuan and Su Rou complexion are both changes.

In this crisis, Sacred Palace is bound to have Heavenly Venerable to personally take it. If Pill House does not come out, how can they resist it?

After Jian Wushuang heard the words of Wang Yuan, he browed and looked unhappy.

“I don’t understand why Father made this decision and asked it again and again, but he said that Old Third is a special one. Pill House doesn’t come out because he is afraid of Sacred Palace, but because he has some special reasons, he can’t help. So…” Wang Yuan said this, paused, but then spread out the palm of his hand.

“There are two Medicine Pills, one is Three Lines Spirit Restoration Pill and the other is Yin-Yang Mystic Dragon Pill.”

“Three Lines Spirit Restoration Pill is the highest ranked Healing Saint Pill in Southern Yang Continent. Even though it is my Pill House, no one can refine in this era. This Medicine Pill can make people restore in extreme time. Spiritual Power, restore injury, is equivalent to a life.”

“Yin-Yang Mystic Dragon Pill is a Medicine Pill that can make a sharp increase in Strength in a short time, and the side effects are not too big.”

“The two Medicine Pills were handed over to me by my father. He said that this is the only thing Pill House can help you.”

Jian Wushuang glanced at the two Medicine Pills in the hands of Wang Yuan, and was darkly nodded.

Whether it is Three Lines Spirit Restoration Pill or Yin-Yang Mystic Dragon Pill, he has heard that both Medicine Pill belong to the most Apex Medicine Pill.

Medicine Pill, like Divine Weapon and Secret Art, is also divided into Third-Grade, of which Three Lines Spirit Restoration Pill is already the Medicine Pill of Second-Grade High Grade.

That Yin-Yang Mystic Dragon Pill is worse, but it is also Second-Grade Middle grade Medicine Pill.

Alchemist Master, which is able to refine these Medicine Pills throughout Southern Yang Continent, is estimated to be few.

And these two Medicine Pill, the value is not small.

“Old Third, sorry.” Wang Yuan looked at Jian Wushuang apologetically.

“I am not a Pill House person, and Pill House has its own scruples. It is normal to be unable to come out. What are you sorry about? What’s more, Pill House gave these two Medicine Pills, which is also a big help for me. “Jian Wushuang smiled lightly and waved the two Medicine Pills.”

He is a brother with Wang Yuan, but he doesn’t have much to do with Pill House. Pill House can give him a Three Lines Spirit Restoration Pill and a Yin-Yang Mystic Dragon Pill. He is already very grateful.

Even these two Medicine Pills, in the view of Jian Wushuang, are still a human condition. If he does not die this time, this person will definitely have to pay back.

“Old Third, don’t worry, wait for the Heavenly Venerable of Sacred Palace to kill, I will accompany you to die, die, and I will not believe that my father can withstand it.” Wang Yuan said in a gloomy voice.

“You don’t be stupid.” Jian Wushuang glanced at Wang Yuan.

“I will accompany you too.” Yan Zhixuan looked over to Jian Wushuang.

“Old Third.” Su Rou also has a trace decision.

Their four brothers, brothers and sisters, naturally die together, no one will leave anyone behind.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang’s heart was moved, but the corner of his mouth was slightly tilted. Said laughingly: “Don’t say this, our four brothers have not gathered together for a long time, come and have a drink together.”

“Good.” Wang Yuan is heavily nodded. “Be sure to have a good time today.”

Four people came to the stone table, and Jian Wushuang waved a pot of wine and poured a glass of wine for each person.

“What kind of wine is this, good fragrance.” Wang Yuan took a deep breath and couldn’t help but admire the smell of wine.

“The fragrance is really strong.” Yan Zhixuan is also nodded.

“This is a rare good wine. I just got it. Come and do this.” Jian Wushuang smiled and raised his glass.

Wang Yuan, Yan Zhixuan, and Su Rou didn’t hesitate, they toasted, and then they drank it, and Jian Wushuang just sniffed at the tip of his nose with a glass of wine and didn’t drink it.

“Old Third, why don’t you drink?” After Wang Yuan drank the glass of wine, she saw that the wine of Jian Wushuang’s wine glass was still full, and could not help but frown, but he immediately found that his complexion was red and his head began to send. I fainted.

“This wine…” Wang Yuan’s voice was weak with a trace, and then the whole person fell down on the stone table.

“Old Third, you…” Yan Zhixuan also felt his head faint and his consciousness began to blur. He tried to keep his head awake, but he still couldn’t stand the energy of the wine and fainted.

Su Rou complexion was also flushed, and she took a deep look at Jian Wushuang and then fainted.

After a glass of wine, except for Jian Wushuang, the other three were drunk.

“I guess, you will be like this.” An old figure slowly came in.

“Senior Jiu Zun.” Jian Wushuang got up and smiled.

“How about ‘Three Days Intoxication’ by Old man?” asked Jiu Zun.

“The name is not lost, only one cup, all three of my brothers have fallen.” Jian Wushuang said.

“That is, this wine was brewed thousands of years ago by the first master brewer of Southern Yang Continent. Just a cup, not to mention these little fellows, even the Old Man, have to sleep for three days and three nights. Jiu Zun smiled a little, then Zheng Zheng looked at Jian Wushuang. “little fellow, do you really want to face Sacred Palace alone?”

Just yesterday, Jian Wushuang found Jiu Zun and asked him for a pot of ‘Three Days Intoxication’, when Jiu Zun had already guessed the purpose of Jian Wushuang.

“Otherwise?” Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly.

“With Blood Soul Imprint, I can’t hide, except for the frontal battle, there is no other way, and my three brothers… their temper, I understand, if you don’t use this ‘Three Days Intoxication’, drunk them. Down, I am afraid they will go with me to face the Heavenly Venerable of Sacred Palace.”

“The grievances between me and Sacred Palace are enough for me to solve them alone. I don’t have to hurt them three.”

Jian Wushuang looked at the Wang Yuan trio who was kneeling on the stone table, clenching his hands, but his eyes were firm.

Don’t say that this crisis was directed at him alone. Even if he came to Wang Yuan, Yan Zhixuan, and Su Rou, they would all be at the forefront.

“Being a brother, you should have a blessing to share, it is difficult… I am!”