Lu Jingchen couldn't believe his eyes.

As the leader of a large sect, he certainly knew that the effects and effects of this immortal pill were, and the sect had been refining elixirs for thousands of years, and had spent a lot of manpower and material resources, but in the end, there was no breakthrough.

This alchemy is not as good as practicing. There are many classics passed down from sects, and there are also masters who pass on each other from generation to generation. It is not too difficult to get started.

Alchemy is different.

When the practice was extremely high, there were sects that specialized in refining elixirs. They mastered the recipes and refining methods of elixirs. Those secret books of the sect were strictly kept confidential, and it was difficult for other sects to get a glimpse of the path.

The Qinghong Sect is the most capable sect in terms of alchemy. Even if this sect is considered very big in the world today, the method of alchemy is still an outsider, and he can only explore it from scratch.

Obviously, today, they have not been very successful in exploring it. They can only refine some defective products. Not only is the effect low, they have also wasted a lot of herbs, among which there are some extremely difficult spiritual medicines to find.

This incident has become a sect leader's heart. In such a large sect, he cannot find a disciple with a pharmacist qualification, which really makes him anxious.

Moreover, even if he had such disciples, as the sect leader, he could not give any advice to him in terms of alchemy. Not to mention him, everyone in this sect is the same.

Because of this reason, when he saw Tang Feng's palm pills clearly, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He could not have thought that someone would take out a fairy pill for ordinary times, and even more so, he could have given the elixir so lightly.

It seems that in Tang Feng's eyes, this fairy pill is an ordinary object.

A faint smile appeared on Tang Feng's face.

It's just a small Yi pill.

Even if it is difficult to find elixirs on earth, because the big families now supply herbs to him, the small Yi pill is no longer as good as him. He can take out dozens of pills at will. He gives the elixirs to the heads of the big families, or to eat them for Dabai Xiaohui, without any pain.

Now Tang Feng gave this Little Yi Pill to Lu Jingchen, of course not to save Jingjie.

In Tang Feng's eyes, Jing Jie's life and death had nothing to do with him. Even if he got rid of such rude and offensive people on the spot, it would not violate his principles of being a human being.

But he was not like this.

Rather than destroying it, it is better to subdue it.

What he wants is the entire Qinghong Sect.

Or, it is the surrender of this sect.

There are not many sects in this world now. If you can find someone who is dedicated to doing things for yourself, you will save yourself worry and trouble, and you will be able to avoid a lot of trouble.

And this kind of submission can be achieved by just some inefficient pills, and the cost is too low.

Lu Jingchen took the pill from Tang Feng's palm with his trembling hands, and bowed to him involuntarily. His voice trembled slightly, saying, "Thank you, sir."

Yi Wen and another disciple who were standing behind him were also stunned. For a moment, they forgot to react, but just stared blankly, even their eyes were all wrong.

They have also seen medicine refining within the sect and failed slightly. They have also looked at the broken and flawed elixirs, and they feel very distressed. Now that they see the finished elixir, how can they not be surprised?

They couldn't help but look at Tang Feng again.

At this moment, the quarrel outside the courtyard became more and more intense, and eventually turned into a move. The disciples under Jing Jie pushed away the few people blocking the door and rushed in.

It’s not because of the disciples under the sect leader who are not inferior to these people, so they can’t stop them.

After all, they are all brothers of the same sect, and when something happened to their uncle, they were also anxious. However, because of the request of the sect leader, they did not dare to let others go easily. When the other party took action, they just symbolically blocked them and then put them in.

When the few people broke in, Lu Jingchen had already put away the pills and said respectfully to Tang Feng: "Sir, my junior brother's condition can be completely cured, right?

What impact will it have on his future practice?"

Although his junior brother was a little provocative to him as a senior brother, he was quite competent, afraid that he would leave any sequelae.

Moreover, it can be said that Lu Jingchen has a good character.

He knew that after taking this kind of immortal pill, he could increase his cultivation, but Jingjie's cultivation was already comparable to him. He did not consider whether Jingjie would surpass him after taking the pill, but he was thinking about him first.

Tang Feng smiled and said, "It's okay, just have blood circulation, but his cultivation level is relatively low, so he may not be able to completely relieve it. If you lie in bed for another three months, everything will be the same as before."

Low level?

Lying for another three or two months?

Tang Feng's words made Lu Jingchen and the disciples behind him dumbfounded.

After Yiping broke in, he had already arrived in front of Lu Jingchen. He was about to speak when he heard Tang Feng's words. He stood there for a while, before he looked at Tang Feng and said, "What did you say?"

"You didn't hear it, you've grown your ears just to look pleasing to you?"

Zixuan curled her lips and said with disdain.

She had long seen Jing Jie and his disciples, especially the discomfort named Yiping, and when she seized the opportunity, she would ridicule her.

Yiping didn't care about calculating Zixuan at all.

Usually, he would not take such alien cultivators of the fourth level of Qi refining at all, but now he has the intention to fight against Zi Xuan?

His master was unconscious and had unclear situations. Now that he heard Tang Feng say such words, he was already extremely shocked.

He didn't take Tang Feng too seriously before, but he felt that the sect leader's behavior was a bit serious. Even if the other party was a monk, his origin was unknown. How could he compare with a sect like them?

But just before a stick of incense, Jing Jie, who was standing there without moving, suddenly lay on the ground, unconscious of personnel and the others rushed forward to check, and then they found that with their cultivation, they could not find out at all that had happened.

This practitioner has spiritual consciousness. Even if he does not have the other five senses, he can communicate with other people through spiritual consciousness, especially those among his fellow students. This communication will be smoother.

But no one of them could feel Jing Jie's spiritual sense.

This made several people panic.
Chapter completed!