Chapter 481

"Black fire, the power of divine punishment, the power of time."

After exiting the Nine-layer Universe Pagoda, Feng Wuchen kept repeating these words in his mind, and his mouth also muttered.

What the ancestors of the dragon clan said to Feng Wuchen aroused great interest in Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen is a man who yearns for powerful power. The stronger the power, the stronger the attraction to him.

Although the power of destroying the world is very terrifying, but knowing that the ancient times had more power than the power of destroying the world, Feng Wuchen's ambition began to expand.

"The top ten powers in the ancient times must be found! There is also Wuhuo!" Feng Wuchen secretly made up his mind.

"Brother Feng, what are you thinking?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked curiously when she saw Feng Wuchen walking out of the palace with a fascinated look on her face.

"Oh, nothing, I was thinking about what happened after the Dragon Temple." Feng Wuchen quickly came back to his senses and found a reason.

"By the way, how is Yanran?" Feng Wuchen asked.

"The effect of the spiritual liquid is very powerful, the meridians are recovering, and Zhang Junlan has been guarding." Ling Xiaoxiao chuckled.

"That spiritual liquid is not to restore the meridians, but to regenerate the necrotic meridians. The spiritual liquid that really restores the meridians has not yet been refined." Feng Wuchen smiled.

"Ah? This... No wonder Brother Feng is not at ease. It turned out to be just to regenerate the necrotic meridians." Ling Xiaoxiao looked stunned.

"Yanran was seriously injured a few years ago, and many meridians were necrotic. If you want to recover completely, you have to regenerate the necrotic meridians. The rejuvenation spirit liquid I made is a gentle recovery spirit liquid, but it cannot completely restore Yanran. The meridians." Feng Wuchen explained.

"I see." Ling Xiaoxiao nodded.

"Two days have passed, it should be almost the same." Feng Wuchen said, and then walked with Ling Xiaoxiao to the palace where Yanran was.

In the palace room, Yan Ran was immersed in the cyan spiritual liquid. Once the spiritual liquid was completely absorbed, Zhang Junlan poured it into the liquid.

"Teacher!" Seeing Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao coming in, Zhang Junlan's face was full of happy smiles.

Feng Wuchen nodded, looked at Yanran, checked it briefly, and then said, "Well, the necrotic meridians have recovered."

"Teacher, although the meridians have recovered, they can't bear my true energy. Every time I move, the recovered meridians sting." Yanran Liumei frowned slightly.

"Don't use your true essence, the regeneration spirit liquid is just to restore your necrotic meridians. Xiao Zhang changed Yanran into dry clothes and went to the alchemy pavilion in a while. It's time." Feng Wuchen ordered.

"Great!" Zhang Junlan was overjoyed.

After Liu Qingyang, Miao Qingqing and others learned about it, they all went to the alchemy pavilion one after another.

They all wanted to know how Feng Wuchen could treat the dead pulse Du Yanran.

You must know that even an eighth-rank alchemist can do nothing.

When Han Kun first came to the Dragon Temple and checked Yanran's meridians, he shook his head and said there was nothing he could do.

Knowing that Feng Wuchen could save him, Han Kun was shocked and couldn't believe that Yanran, who could be called a dead pulse, could be saved by Feng Wuchen.

Therefore, Han Kun had been waiting in the alchemy pavilion for a long time.

Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing came one after another.

"Pill Emperor!" Feng Wuchen came to the alchemy pavilion, and Han Kun respectfully saluted.

Han Kun said: "Pill Emperor, all the medicinal materials prepared by Young Master Zhang are here."

Feng Wuchen nodded, then sat cross-legged and waved, dozens of medicinal herbs all flew over.

In the alchemy pavilion, there was silence, no one spoke, and their eyes fell on Feng Wuchen.

Han Kun's face was full of excitement, watching Feng Wuchen concoct pills is a kind of enjoyment.

"Pong!"

The fire of the dragon clan was activated, and a blue flame ignited in Feng Wuchen's palm, and the extremely violent aura swept out, and the temperature of the alchemy pavilion heated up sharply.

The domineering soul force was immediately activated and merged into the blue flame, and dozens of medicinal materials were calcined at the same time.

When Feng Wuchen was refining the spiritual liquid, Zhang Junlan and Yanran walked in.

"Yanran, come forward." Feng Wuchen instructed, and Yanran walked to Feng Wuchen as she said.

In dozens of seconds, dozens of medicinal herbs, like dancing gracefully, began to peel off their epidermis, and the milky medicinal liquid gathered together in a strange way.

Feng Wuchen's gesture changed rapidly, and an extremely powerful and violent aura soon filled out.

After a while, the medicinal liquid began to be filled with a violent and incomparable power, and it exuded a colorful brilliance, which was extremely beautiful.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

"It is indeed the realm of Dan Emperor! It's terrible! I don't know what kind of spiritual liquid the Dan Emperor refined." Han Kun said in horror, even if it was the second time he saw it, he was still extremely shocked.

"Brother Feng, what kind of spiritual liquid is this?" Liu Qingyang couldn't help asking, asking everyone's heart, they all wanted to know what spiritual liquid was so powerful.

Feng Wuchen smiled lightly: "The Seven-Colored Samsara Spiritual Liquid."

"Colorful Reincarnation Spiritual Liquid?" This was the first time everyone heard of it, even Han Kun, the first time they had heard of it, and had never seen it at all.

"The power of the spiritual liquid is very violent. I will try to make the medicinal power mild. It may be a little painful for a while. Be mentally prepared and don't use your true essence." Feng Wuchen looked at Yanran and warned.

"Yes, teacher." Yan Ran nodded, her pretty face a little nervous and expectant.

With a wave of Feng Wuchen's hand, the medicinal liquid emitting colorful radiance, like a spirit snake, flew towards Yanran, and swirled around Yanran's body, and finally dragged Yanran up and suspended in mid-air.

The spiritual liquid swirled around her body, and Yanran could clearly feel the violent force of this spiritual liquid, which made her pretty face pale with fright.

At this moment, Zhang Junlan and the others held their breath, and their eyes fell on Yanran without blinking.

"The power of the spiritual fluid is violent. It is not enough to neutralize it in water alone. It also needs the energy of ice." Feng Wuchen said while activating the water and ice true essence.

Around Yanran's body, water snakes began to condense, and a strong cold air covered Yanran's surface.

Feng Wuchen's gesture changed rapidly and began to guide the spiritual liquid into Yanran's body.

The spiritual liquid entered the body and spread across Yanran's body at an astonishing speed, and Yanran's body also began to emit a faint colorful brilliance, like a god descending to earth.

With the help of water and ice essence, the violent power of the spiritual fluid was forcibly suppressed.

Yan Ran's whole body began to tremble, she could clearly feel the recovered meridians, and there was a burst of tingling pain at this moment, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"what......"

As the spiritual fluid continued to pour into her body, Yanran finally couldn't bear it and screamed.

"Yan Ran! Be sure to hold on!" Zhang Junlan's face was full of panic and worry.

"Brother Feng is here, it's alright." Liu Qingyang patted Zhang Junlan on the shoulder and smiled comfortably.

Miao Qingqing's palms were sweating, and so did the others.

"Girl Yanran's meridians are open!" Han Kun was shocked and couldn't help exclaiming. (To be continued)