Sign-in to Become the Strongest Sect Master Chapter 135: 3 Wen Sandu Pill

An hour later.

Yan Chu and Mu Xuzong walked out of Yan Chu's mansion by supporting the wall.

"Head, daddy, you two take a rest outside first, I'll clean up here." Mu Qingqian's voice came from the dining room.

Yan and Chu looked at each other, and then they choked each other's neck in unison!

"Zhangmen Yan, you are not kind, I am also the father of your chief disciple, I don't bring such a cheating father!"

"City Lord, the dark dish just now was not made by your daughter after all. If you want to sacrifice, you will naturally have to be your father. Why do you have to die together!?"

The two fought each other for a while, then suddenly stopped at the same time.

I saw the two let go of each other, and couldn't help covering their stomachs: "No way, no, my stomach is starting to hurt, I'm going to die!"

Mu Xuzong asked: "Headman Yan, where is the latrine?"

"There is only one latrine in my mansion. It is a special latrine. Go to the Misty Hall!" Yan Chu clutched his stomach and ran.

"No way, no way, I can't hold it anymore, Yan Zhangmen, you bear with it, let me go first!" Mu Xuzong firmly grasped Yan Chu's trouser legs behind him.

"Don't pull me, it hurts too!!!"

Yan Chu dragged Mu Xu Zong and ran wildly in the mansion.

Suddenly, Mu Xu Zong's expression became relaxed.

The expression in his eyes, from pain, to entanglement, to liberation, finally has a feeling of feathering and despising life and death.

Yan Chu turned his head in horror, and saw that a long, yellow trace was dragged out on the originally smooth floor of his mansion...

"Zhangmen Yan, I think, I have already..."

"Be confident and get rid of what you think."

Yan Chu sighed deeply.

Or...

Destroy the misty peak, right?

After all, this fairy peak is not clean anymore...

Mu Xu Zong let go and lay silently on the ground, seeming to feel life.

But Yan Chu's pain is not over yet!

No more!

It's too far from the cottage!

The painful Yan Chu suddenly thought of a way.

"System! Open the treasure box!"

[System: System update, please wait...]

"Update your grandmother's banana peels and immediately open all eight bronze treasure chests, otherwise I will commit suicide on the spot, and we will die together!"

【System: Treasure chest opened successfully! Congratulations to the host for getting...]

Yan Chu quickly rummaged through all the rewards.

Soon, he found a nine-pin pill.

【Sanwen Sandu Pill: Nine Grade Pills, can solve all poisons in the world! 】

The fewer words in the description, the stronger the effect of the medicine!

Yan Chu thought so and was overjoyed. He quickly took out the Sanwen Sandu Pill and swallowed it in one bite.

In an instant, the effect of the medicine broke out in Yan Chu's body, the abdominal pain disappeared, and he had no desire to go to the hut.

"Survived..."

Yan Chu sat slumped to the side and let out a heavy sigh.

Unexpectedly, the life-saving medicine he finally prescribed was actually used to cure a mere food poisoning.

But it’s a good thing to think about it in another direction—Mu Qingqian’s meals require the use of Jiu Pin Pills to detoxify!

Yan Chu decided to let Mu Qingqian take a minor in toxicology in the future.

In the future, if you want to poison someone, invite the other person to be a guest at the mountain gate and let him taste the food made by Mu Qingqian.

When the time comes, even if the fairy comes, there is no power to recover...

"President Yan, why didn't you run away, don't you..." Mu Xuzong asked in confusion.

Yan Chu glared at him: "This seat has used the Supreme Immortal Technique, which instantly detoxifies."

"With this kind of magic, why didn't you just give me a set?!" Mu Xuzong's expression gradually distorted.

At this moment, the two heard Mu Qingqian going out of the kitchen.

Yan Chu quickly stood up, rushed to the door of the dining room, and blocked the door with his body.

Mu Qingqian cleaned up, washed the dishes, and was about to leave the kitchen when she ran into Yan Chu head on.

"Head, what's the matter?" Mu Qingqian asked.

"Suddenly, I remembered a particularly important thing, so let's go with this seat!" Yan Chu said.

"But what about my father?"

"He was too full just now, and he has already gone for a walk around the Miaofeng Peak to digest. Let's ignore him, just follow me!"

Yan Chu grabbed Mu Qingqian's hand, and then summoned an ink shadow sword. The two of them rode a flying sword together and flew towards the peak of Chuan Gong.

Mu Xu Zong, who fell on the ground not far away, breathed a sigh of relief.

If his appearance is seen by his daughter, I am afraid that he, the father, will not be able to hold his head for a lifetime.

"City Lord, remember to clean up your good deeds before you go back, otherwise..."

Mu Xuzong suddenly heard Yan Chu's transmission.

He sighed and walked to the hut in silence.

Sanitation must be cleaned.

But before that, let’s change a pair of pants...

……

"Master, why are you so anxious, can't we just slow down?"

Mu Qingqian was suddenly grabbed by Yan Chu, and then took a flying sword with Yan Chu, and the two of them were very close.

She couldn't help but remember the first time she flew with the sword~IndoMTL.com~, she couldn't help but blush to the root of her ears.

Yan Chu kept flying away from the Misty Peak, and then gradually slowed down.

Good risk.

If Mu Qingqian was allowed to see her father's appearance, there would be a psychological shadow, right?

Yan Chu now has a shadow in his heart.

"In fact, it is not a big deal. You will go to Chuan Gongfeng with this seat first, and then we will go to Xinghua Village to sell tickets together."

One more person always means one more force. Now the lost city is the real secret realm. As the master of the secret realm, how can Yan Chu let others use the secret realm for nothing?

So not only do the tickets have to be sold, they are also very expensive!

By doing this, Yan Chu is also generating income for the sect. After all, the sect has just started, it is when the spirit stone is needed...

Mu Qingqian heard the words, and didn't say much, so he followed Yan Chu to the peak of power transmission.

The Chuangong Peak is not far from the Misty Peak, and it also hinders the Qingxin Peak of Mu Qingqian.

The two landed outside the Chuan Gong Peak Tower and put away the flying swords.

"Master, what are we doing here in the transmission tower?" Mu Qingqian said, "The disciples entered the transmission tower before, and it was empty inside. There was nothing."

"This seat didn't put the exercises in it, so naturally there is nothing left."

Yan Chu smiled and walked into the Chuan Gong Pagoda, Mu Qingqian hesitated for a moment, and then walked in.

There are nine levels in the power transmission tower, and each level has different levels of prohibition.

This kind of restriction is like an invisible pressure, the higher the level, the stronger it is. Only disciples with strong realm strength can resist the pressure of restriction and go to higher levels.

So, Yan Chu will follow the strength of the exercises and the secrets to put the secrets of the exercises in the transmission tower, so that the disciples can do what they can and choose the secrets of the exercises that suit their practice.