Now there are still some days before the Heavenly Dao Conference.

Nie Zhilan was not in a hurry to rush to Daoyuan Sect. When she took a palm with her right hand, a green porcelain bottle appeared in her palm.

Then, she handed the porcelain bottle to Chen Feng and said, "Drink it, it will be good for your injury."

After Chen Feng took the porcelain bottle, a look of doubt appeared on his face. When he opened the cork of the porcelain bottle, a strong smell of medicine drifted out of the porcelain bottle.

His eyes then condensed.

If you don’t feel wrong, then this is a kind of fifth-grade spiritual liquid for healing, and it will definitely not take long to refine it.

Didn’t it mean that the strongest one in the first level is the fourth-grade heart refiner? In addition to him, there are other fifth-grade heart refiner?

Seeing Chen Feng thinking in a daze, Nie Zhilan smiled and said, "Don't doubt it, this is the fifth-grade healing spiritual liquid. It was refined by the sect leader himself. You can take it with confidence."

Nie Xiao next to him flashed a proud look on his face and said, "Junior brother, the sect leader is a real fifth-grade heart refiner. You don't have to make random guesses in your heart. We know you are absolutely shocked now."

After Nie Zhilan and Nie Xiaoshuang came out of the secret realm, they realized that the strongest person in the first level of heaven is the fourth-grade heart refining master.

Of course, although Chen Feng was a little surprised, he was far from shocked. After all, he himself was also a fifth-grade heart refiner.

If this master and apprentice knew Chen Feng’s level of refining heart, I really don’t know what kind of expression they would have?

"Sect Master, where is our Orchid Sect sect? Can you tell me about the Orchid Sect specifically?" Chen Feng became a little curious about Nie Zhilan and the others.

Hearing this, Nie Zhilan said with a normal expression: "Xiaofeng, about the orchid sect, after you recover from your injuries, I will naturally introduce you slowly. Now you can take the healing spiritual liquid first!"

When Nie Xiaoshuang heard this, she turned her head directly. Orchid Sect had just been established, so where is the location of the sect?

Chen Feng naturally didn't know what Nie Xiaoshuang was thinking, so he drank all the spiritual liquid in the porcelain bottle.

As a fifth-grade mind refiner, he knew if there was any problem with this spiritual liquid as long as he smelled the smell.

After the fifth-grade healing spirit liquid flows all the way into his stomach.

He judged that the fifth-grade spiritual liquid refined by Nie Zhilan was considered good, but the purity level in it was still impossible to compare with the one he refined himself.

but.

The blood-red ring cannot be opened at the moment, so I can only take this spiritual liquid.

If Nie Zhilan knew what Chen Feng was thinking, she would probably be so angry that her chest was fluctuating violently.

Her very well-known chest, if it was rising and falling, was definitely a beautiful picture!

At present, Chen Feng's body was operating alternately, constantly absorbing the medicinal power of the fifth-grade healing spiritual liquid. The injuries in his body suddenly accelerated the recovery speed.

but.

This time, he was injured too seriously. Besides, his meridians burst so much and became extremely confused. Therefore, with a bottle of fifth-grade healing spiritual liquid, he could not completely recover in a short period of time.

After Nie Zhilan was silent for a few seconds, she waved her arm lightly and a scroll was suspended in the air.

Nie Xiaoshuang next to him glared slightly when he saw this.

This scroll is gradually opening up, and I can see that there is a portrait of someone.

The scroll in front of me seems very simple.

After Chen Feng saw it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt that the middle-aged man on the scroll seemed to be somewhat familiar.

Nie Zhilan casually said: "This is a self-portrait of the ancient medicine god."

"However, this is a self-portrait before he was not named the Medicine God."

"It is said that this self-portrait contains the healing power sealed by the Medicine God. As long as anyone can understand the mystery of this painting, healing power will be obtained."

Before Chen Feng could speak, Nie Xiaoshuang sent a voice to Nie Zhilan and said, "Master, why are you doing this painting? He can't understand the mystery."

"We have understood it for so many years, but we have not felt anything. Besides, after we left the secret realm, we have exhibited this painting in public, and no one can understand it."

"It is not easy to find someone who is destined to be with Senior Medicine God. I think no one can understand this portrait in the first level of heaven."

Nie Zhilan actually agreed with her apprentice's words. She just took them out for Chen Feng to comprehend.

After all, Chen Feng is seriously injured.

Chen Feng stared at this self-portrait, no wonder he felt a little familiar, although the phantom of the ancient medicine god he had seen before was already an old man.

But there are always some similarities between the eyebrows during the middle age and old age of the Ancient Medicine God.

This Nie Zhilan was able to take out the self-portrait of the ancient medicine god?

Although this self-portrait was not painted before being named the Medicine God, the ancient Medicine God at that time was definitely very powerful.

Chen Feng just quietly looked at the self-portrait of the ancient medicine god. He was the one who had obtained the complete inheritance of the medicine god. When he forgot everything for a while, only this self-portrait was left in his sight.

He entered a special state.

The inheritance given to him by the ancient medicine god is slowly taking effect, and he can feel the energy hidden in this painting.

In this painting, it seems that not only has healing power, but also some other more powerful powers.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Two hours later.

Seeing that Chen Feng was still staring at the portrait, Nie Xiaoshuang sent a message saying, "Master, can he want to show it in front of you? He obviously couldn't comprehend the mystery, but he looked extremely serious."

Upon hearing this, Nie Zhilan just smiled casually.

But suddenly.

Nie Zhilan's beautiful eyes condensed. She saw the ancient medicine god in her self-portrait, and her eyes seemed to move.

Without waiting for her to confirm carefully.

With a loud bang.

A terrifying light rose into the sky from this self-portrait.

Immediately afterwards, the rolling healing power, like a flood, instantly swallowed the Shenfeng into it.

Feeling the healing power revealed from the self-portrait, Nie Zhilan and Nie Xiaoshuang were stunned, their faces were filled with incredible.

This time, Nie Zhilan just took out the portrait and asked Chen Feng to try it out. She didn't have much hope at all.

But now, Chen Feng has really understood this self-portrait of the ancient medicine god?

The beautiful eyes of the master and apprentice are full of brilliance, and they really feel extremely unreal about the scene in front of them.

And at this moment.

After being wrapped in the powerful healing power, Chen Feng felt extremely comfortable all over, which was simply a pleasure!

The injuries in his body healed almost instantly.

But these healing powers were not taken back, but were nourishing his meridians, bones and flesh, prompting his body to undergo a leaps and bounds.

There is really no word to describe this feeling!

Chen Feng accelerated the alternation of the three exercises, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!