Chapter 119

The white feather tiger king's face changed greatly. He looked at Zhao Xin and his son.

"Why should I believe you?"

Elder Binghan has deep feelings with him, and his son's symptoms have been relieved. He couldn't even walk down before, but now he can run out of the cave.

How can he trust a human being who will fight each other as soon as he meets.

Zhao Xin was not surprised. If the white feather tiger king didn't ask, there would be a ghost.

"Dare you try now?"

"How to try?"

"You stabilize your child's symptoms the same way you used to stabilize them."

Zhao Xin said and handed the tiger to the white feather tiger king.

White feather Tiger Wang looked at his child in surprise, this is coming back?

But what Zhao Xin said has made him suspicious, which is related to the safety of his child's life, so he can't help being careless.

According to the previous method, the white feather tiger king began to try.

But just started not long, White Tiger Wang Meng opened his eyes, golden pupil burst out a burst of permeating cold.

"Damn it, don't let me meet him again, or I will tear all his legs and cook him."

What Zhao Xin said is absolutely right. Now he can't infuse his own spiritual power into his children.

Now his child is like a filled container. As long as you input a little more spiritual power, it will explode and die. In the long run, once the effect of banyan root is over, it will be his son's death.

"Do you believe it now?"

Zhao Xin opened his hand.

The white feather tiger king nodded and asked, "why do you help me?"

"Because I want you to be my mount war beast, as long as I sign this contract, I can save your child."

Zhao Xin threw a scroll of sheepskin to the king of white feather tiger and said, "anyway, you and your children are the only two white feather tigers left in the ghost prison mountain range. It doesn't matter where your home is."

After reading the scroll, the white feather tiger king just wants to say something. Zhao Xin grabs the words.

"Don't be in a hurry to make a decision. Listen to my last condition."

The white feather tiger king sank an air way: "say."

"I can also help your son find a mother's little white feather tiger, so that your white feather tiger family will not be exterminated."

As soon as the voice fell, the white feather tiger king took a cool breath.

This condition hit him directly.

Without saying a word, the white feather tiger king directly put a trace of his soul into the scroll.

A light yellow light rises from the scroll, and a thread binds it to Zhao Xin's fate.

Every glory is a glory, and every loss is a loss.

The light dissipates, the scroll disappears out of thin air, and dissipates with the light.

The white feather tiger king put away his authority and went to Zhao Xin, prostrate on the ground respectfully.

"Master!"

"Don't call me master, just call me little master."

He's not natural when he's called his master.

"Yes, young master. Please save my child first

"Not yet. Although I have a way to relieve his symptoms, I lack a panacea."

"What kind of medicine?"

"Shenzhiguo, there is a kind of pill called yinpu Huihun pill, which can dissolve the effect of banyan core root, and then it can save the root."

Peony heard Zhao Xin's words and said tentatively: "I remember that Yin soul reviving peony is a five level elixir. Don't you want to make it yourself?"

Zhao Xin nodded: "otherwise, where can I find the fifth level alchemist in the mountains and forests here?"

A shocking mess.

Peony heart set off stormy waves, this also let people live, fighting power is fierce, do not say, but also alchemy!

The white feather tiger king was also shocked. His master didn't look simple.

"I'll go to the old man and ask for a fruit now." The king of white feather tiger is also very angry. He even wants to harm his children.

There is a saying well said, I can move, do not move my family!

"If you go now, he won't give it to you. If his plan fails, he will deal with you like a new recruit. It will be more difficult to prevent. And the fruit is not mature. You can't get it if you want it. "

Zhao Xin stops the white feather tiger king. Now he really can't do anything, and so many people have gathered in Binghan tan. A monster goes alone, which is extremely dangerous.

There are nine days left before the fruit can mature.

And in these nine days, if he wants to promote alchemy quickly, the third level alchemy is not enough.

For the next five days.

In the cave of the white feather tiger king, Zhao Xin sat cross legged, with a pile of black waste and some waste pills piled up beside him.

The little white tiger rolls around Zhao Xin, holding a waste pill in his mouth and swallowing his stomach.

If a alchemist sees this scene here, he will definitely kill xiaobaihu and Zhaoxin.

It's just despatching the natural things. The top grade Chinese elixir in the whole world is ruined by a little white tiger. If so many top grade three elixirs and some inferior grade four elixirs are put into the outside world, they can definitely earn a lot of money.

Zhao Xin's eyes closed slightly, and he was still in alchemy. The fresh spirit grass around him was constantly refined.

Pills were shaped in his hands.

Those top and bottom grade pills are useless at all. What he needs is top grade pills, because top grade pills have extra bonus, and 100 top grade pills are not as good as one top grade pill.

However, he exchanged a one meter by one meter space ring for pills, which has accumulated a lot of space. Each of the best pills has a strong fragrance and a faint halo.

Several figures came into the cave. Each of them had a handful of elixir in his hand. Looking at Zhao Xin, who was still sitting on the ground, he shook his head and put the elixir aside. Then he left the cave and went to look for it.

In five days, they dug up every second-class herb over a radius of more than ten kilometers, leaving no root.

"Damn, who the hell is this? I don't want to leave any of it."

"That is, let me catch him and let him taste the consequences of doing so."

Several people looked at the pit in front of them. A day ago, there was a fourth order herb here.

This kind of situation they have encountered dozens of times along the way, the technique is extremely cruel, uprooted.

The peony looks at the pills all over the ground and is distressed. Every time the little white tiger takes one of them, it seems that she is drinking her blood and eating her meat. She thought Zhao Xin was just joking.

But he really knows how to make pills, and all of them are of the third and fourth order. There are few inferior pills, only a few of them, and the rest are all of the top or middle grade. The success rate of the pills is extremely high.

Even the fifth level elixir is not necessarily comparable.

Zhao Xin's shock to her is too great.

Ding..... Congratulations on the successful refining of the host. The third level top grade pill is Fuling pill. The proficiency is increased by 10.

Ding... Fourth level elixir explodes elixir, refining failure, proficiency increased by 1

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Zhao Xin's technique is becoming more and more skillful, and the system prompt sound is constantly ringing in his mind.