After the refining was completed, Zhang Ruochen was very excited and was ready to find someone to test the power of the three rolled sleeves.

Not far away, the elephant-swallowing rabbit, which was as big as a bull, ran over and shouted: "Master Chen, give me some more 100,000-year-old holy medicine. I have already finished the one I gave last month."

Eight years have passed, and Tun Xiangtu, a foodie, has improved the fastest and has reached the level of the Nine-Step Saint King.

The main reason is that it eats and digests anything. Eating holy stones is like eating candy, making a crunching sound. Even the sacred bones were swallowed by it several pieces.

Moreover, it collected a large amount of holy medicine from King Mountain and brought it over, as if it had grown its own holy medicine, and was not polite to Zhang Ruochen at all.

This way of eating is simply like trying to make Zhang Ruochen poor.

Zhang Ruochen looked it up and down, nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Of course there is a hundred thousand year old holy medicine, but you have to do me a small favor first."

"Really?"

The two eyes of Tun Xiangtu became very bright. He did not want Master Chen to be so heroic and gave him the hundred thousand year old holy medicine as soon as he asked. As for the "little favor" Zhang Ruochen said, he simply ignored it.

.??(Recommend the novel "I'm Not a Deserter" by Tmall: The youngest soldier king was framed and returned to the countryside. In order to prove his innocence, he crushed his opponents along the way. He was surrounded by beauties and dangers...?"
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