Chapter 346 The Holy King’s Doubts

“Don’t be happy too early.”

The ‘devil’ he saw stood up, Feng Hao reminded him.

When he saw it, he stopped, and Feng Haocai continued, "This is not a real elixir. Although, after being baked by the medicinal properties, it has temporarily condensed into a solid body, but such a solid body , it can only last for more than a month at most."

Hearing what he said, the 'Demon' frowned slightly, and carefully sensed the poisonous elixir in his body, and then It was discovered that it was indeed similar to what Feng Hao said.

This so-called physical poison pill has traces of decomposition!

"So, before you have truly condensed the elixir, you must continue it every month or so, otherwise, you will fall short."

Feng Haoyi Explained with a smile on his face.

In this way, before he can condense into a real elixir, he will have an earth-level peak poison master next to him. This is a good thing. At least, for many people, this is a deterrence.

　“If you don’t mind, there’s still room available in the yard.”

　He extended an invitation.

"It's not good for you to be too close to me."

A hoarse voice came out from under the black robe, very cold.

“We are already very close, aren’t we?”

Feng Hao asked with a smile on his face.

After being silent for a long time, 'Demon' glanced at Feng Hao, who was still smiling, and sighed slightly, "Don't regret it."

After saying that, he Just walked out of the hall, found a room at random and lived in it.

"Do you regret it?"

Feng Hao curved the corners of his mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He is almost certain that the 'devil' must be related to the Shadow Demon Cult. There are three kings of poisons and one king of elixir. No matter how good the situation is, there cannot be such four kings of medicine. Make a bunch of them, right?

Moreover, within that poison pill, Feng Hao felt that there were at least five thousand kinds of poisons in that poison pill, and there were no less than a hundred kinds of rare ones.

Can this be explained by chance?

Definitely impossible!

The only explanation is that there is someone behind him who supplies his poison!

Looking at the whole world, there is no such force that can produce four medicine kings!

So, Feng Hao thought of the Shadow Demon Cult.

It seems that only this big thing hidden in the dark can have such a foundation.

Qingwu, his first woman.

Although it was unintentional, after all, she also saved her life.

According to what Mr. Fen said, Qingwu was at least a poison master at the pinnacle of the prefecture level.

This frightened him.

"Alas!...What on earth do you want to do?"

Thinking about the Shadow Demon Cult, Feng Hao rubbed his temples in distress and vomited. He took a breath and said, "Forget it, don't worry about it."

Only strength is the right way!

Without strength, it is just more trouble.

“In one year, break through Wu Zong and enter Xingxiu Peak; in three years, break through Wu Zun and enter Tiangang Peak.”

Feng Hao set a goal for himself. For this Target, he didn't have much time to waste.

Wuzun is just his temporary goal!

After witnessing the battle on the ancient ruins and the power of Fen Lao, Feng Hao knew that his road was still far away, and this was just the starting point.

...

The peak of Shengwang Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairy mountain, standing straight into the sky.

Among these clouds and mist, a palace is located on the top of this peak. This is the Holy King's Palace, the residence of the Holy King Xingjin.

“Holy King!”

The Holy Envoy of Jin, the envoy of the Holy King, was kneeling in the main hall, facing a man sitting upright on top of the main hall. The figure called respectfully.

The reason why it is a human figure is because he is covered in mist, which covers his entire body, making it impossible to see what he looks like.

　“Back.”

　 A strong voice came from within the clouds and mist. Judging from the voice, it should be a middle-aged man.

"How many people are you bringing back this time?"

The voice was very flat, without any fluctuations.

“Seven people.”

The Holy Envoy of Xingjin spoke truthfully.

"Oh."

After a pause, the man in the mist asked again with interest, "Tell me, why are there seven people this time?"

“The top three were compared among the countries, and there were four people in total. Three additional people were recruited, two of whom were recommended by Elder Lu Song!”

Regrettably, the Golden Envoyexplained in detail.

"Recommended by Elder Lu Song?"

The man in the mist was obviously stunned, and said with some astonishment, "Isn't that old guy in Ju'an City? Why did he come back again? "?"

He knew Lu Song's situation very clearly. There was only one reason why he left Ju'an City.

Found a way to heal old wounds!

Thinking of this, the people in the cloud couldn't help but be stunned.

This is obviously not normal.

"Who are the two people the old guy introduced? What are their talents?"

He asked again.

"Both of them are girls, in their teens. They were originally children of a middle kingdom, and their talents are... average."

It is a pity that the Golden Holy Envoy did not hide anything. , answered truthfully.

Indeed, in his eyes, the talents of the two women can only be regarded as average.

Of course, this is based on the fact that he doesn’t know Qiong Ling’er’s physique. If he knows... no one in the entire Holy King Mountain can compare with her!

"Children of a middle kingdom? Average talent? Or a girl?"

The clouds dispersed, and the face of a middle-aged man was revealed. On his red face with Chinese characters, With a look of astonishment, he murmured, "What the hell is that old guy doing? He came to the imperial city just for these two people?"

Obviously, he couldn't believe it. According to his understanding, Lu Song is by no means a person who is so bored. There must be some unknown reason for this.

“There’s really nothing special about those two girls?”

The middle-aged man looked directly at him and asked again.

"A special place?"

The Holy Envoy of Jin Jin frowned slightly, "There is one."

As he said that, his His expression also became a little weird.

“Oh, tell me.”

The middle-aged man urged.

There must be something special about the two people who made Lu Song put so much effort into it.

"No need to talk nonsense."

A voice came in from outside the hall. The middle-aged man looked up and saw Lu Song walking in from the outside.

Seeing that Lu Song had arrived, Holy Envoy Jin Jin stopped talking. With a look from the middle-aged man, he withdrew from the hall.

　“Holy King!”

Standing in the hall, Lu Song cupped his hands towards the man.

Obviously, this middle-aged man is the current Holy Lord of the Holy King Mountain of Regret, Xuan Xuan!

"Why are you so polite? Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

Xuan Xuan was even more anxious when he saw that Lu Song was back.

"It's nothing, I just think those two little girls are quite talented, so I recommended them."

Feng Hao didn't want to reveal his identity, so Lu Song naturally wouldn't say anything. Come out, otherwise, if you know that Feng Hao is a heaven-level pharmacist, how can this holy king still sit still? The lowest one will be worshiped as the elder Keqing.

Then, Feng Hao has no meaning at all in this Holy King Mountain.