The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 472: The direction of the heart

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Where did he not know what he was thinking, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but smiled, and handed the bottle of nectar to Yan Song, raising his eyebrows and said: "Old Yan, are you interested in training your hands to challenge the difficulty of the ten-grade pill? "

"Steward Zhuo, you let me practice?" Yan Song couldn't help but licked some dry lips. Yan Song was at a loss. He wanted to do it, but also worried. Is there a panacea for you!"

"What are you afraid of, what we have is the elixir, we are not afraid of depletion!"

Waving his hand indifferently, Zhuo Fan laughed very freely, then took out a piece of thin paper and handed it over, smiling: "This is the Heavenly Pill, if you can make it, it will be more than violent. The old people who are rescued will benefit a lot from the future Luo Jiaerlang!"

Hearing this, Yan Song chuckled and unceremoniously took over all the elixir and pill, and praised: "It's really a blessing for our alchemist to have a local tyrant like Zhuo steward as a backer! You can rest assured that the old man must earnestly refining, and will never disappoint the cultivation of the steward!"

Yan Song's eyes were firm, Zhuo Fan nodded slightly when he saw it.

Afterwards, Zhuo Fan contemplated the day of the final battle, and by the way refined the corpses of those newly acquired strong men into battle puppets. In this way, seven days passed in an instant.

Just when Zhuo Fan wanted to check the progress of Yan Song's refining Tongtian Pill, Yan Song had already found the door with a big smile, and exclaimed: "Steward Zhuo, Steward Zhuo, I succeeded. , It succeeded..."

His eyes lit up, and Zhuo Fan seemed to be a little surprised.

After all, Yan Song has just entered the ranks of the 9th-rank alchemy master, and now it is so easy to complete the tenth-rank alchemy? Originally, he was still thinking about this first bottle of Tianyu Dew, but he asked him to practice his hands, and then he could only make progress when he reached the tenth bottle. He didn't expect...

As soon as I thought of this, Zhuo Fan's eyes became more appreciative.

This Yan Song really deserves to be the King of Poisonous Medicine, and his pill refining talent is different from ordinary people. If he could meet his Demon Sovereign and tune up earlier, his current achievements are definitely not only the Ninth-Rank Alchemy Master!

Yan Song didn’t think so much, but she was crazy, ran up to him with joy, handed a porcelain bottle in his hand, and grinned: "Steward Zhuo, look at my top ten products. What is the quality of the pill? Although there is a bottle of Yulu, the old man only made this one!"

"One is already very good!" He nodded slightly, and Zhuo Fan opened the cork with a smile of joy.

In a short time, a burst of pill energy suddenly burst out, making people feel energetic when they smell it, and the blood flow is immediately unblocked.

The expression in Zhuo Fan's eyes was even more different, and he didn't expect that this tenth-grade pill had actually reached the top-grade list. You know, this is the first time this old man has refined a ten-grade pill. It's a miracle to have such an achievement.

So apart from anything else, Zhuo Fan immediately stuffed the pill into his mouth, sat down on the spot, and began to refine the medicinal power.

Three hours later, but after hearing a buzzing buzzing sound, Zhuo Fan's aura suddenly rose. He actually reached the first level and became the sixth stage of the Profound Sky soon after breaking through the fifth stage of the Profound Sky. Master.

Slowly opened his eyes, Zhuo Fan felt the muscles and veins all over his body were smooth, it seemed to be much broader and tougher than before, and he was overjoyed and said: "Hahaha...well, old Yan, you Tongtian Dan The quality is already pretty good. I didn’t expect the efficacy of the medicine to be so good. Yan Lao, you are really a genius in the alchemy world!"

A flush crossed his cheeks, Yan Song's old face was full of joy, and he scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Here, I'll give you all of this. Practice your hands, let Old Li regain his strength as soon as possible!" Zhuo Fan stood up and immediately took out ten bottles of Tian Yulu and handed it over.

When Yan Song saw it, he couldn't help but was shocked, and hurriedly connected with joy, his mouth almost grinned to the back of his head: "Hehehe... like we are alchemists, there can be you behind It's a great happiness to be backed by the rich man!"

"Old Yan, it's not that Zhuo Fan is boasting. Now I don't lack any rare medicinal materials. As long as you keep practicing alchemy, I won't be afraid to squander it!"

She couldn't help shaking, Yan Song took a deep look at Zhuo Fan, then nodded heavily, eyes full of excitement.

As an alchemist, it is the lifelong wish of every alchemist to be able to constantly challenge himself, advance to a higher level, and refine a higher-level pill.

However, the reality is cruel. Let’s not talk about your own alchemy level and how well your cultivation is progressing. It’s not that easy to get just a high-rank heaven and earth treasure.

Even if it takes decades to find a heaven and earth elixir, once it is destroyed in alchemy, it will be destroyed by many years of hard work.

Like Zhuo Fan, now, arbitrarily squandering those treasures of heaven, material and earth that people have never heard of to his alchemists, is a prodigal behavior that has never been seen since ancient times.

After all, the resources in Zhuo Fan's hands are the first of the five ancient sacred beasts, the great wealth that Qingtian Kunpeng has collected since the ancient times. Although it may be only a small fraction of it, but this small amount is enough to be rich enough to rival the entire continent.

It can be said that there is probably no sect or power in this continent that can have more wealth than Zhuo Fan's family!

Yan Song followed Zhuo Fan with tears in his eyes. Xindao chose this path at the beginning, and he really chose the right way. This Zhuo Fan is really a **** reliable master!

If Zhuo Fan’s local tyrant-style burning money is known to other alchemists, it’s not a matter of swarming his thighs!

Such a nouveau riche, but everyone dreams of making friends.

Thou tyrant, let's be friends...

"Brother Zhuo, it's okay, something happened to the foster father!" At this time, a loud shout suddenly sounded, Zhuo Fan and the two turned to look, but they were seeing Luo Yunhai running towards them in a panic.

Yan Song saw him, and hurriedly bowed: "Young Master!"

Zhuo Fan's face was plain, as if he had expected it, and he said lightly: "Dugu Zhantian is a foolish and pedantic man. This catastrophe is also reported by him, there is nothing fuss about!"

"Why... Brother Zhuo, have you already expected it?" Luo Yunhai looked at Zhuo Fan blankly and muttered.

Nodded slightly, Zhuo Fan’s eyes flashed a wise light: “Of course, otherwise, after we defeated the emperor’s gate that day, we found that the lonely army is around, why would I ignore it? Could it be that I’m really so arrogant? Hahaha...because I know that there are people who want to die alone than us!"

"Queen Rong!" His brows trembled, and the emerald jade slip in Luo Yunhai's hand trembled unconsciously.

Slanted a glance at him, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but chuckle: "So that's why the old man sent a distress letter, and the army of Dog Rong surrounded him. In this way, everything is normal!"

"Brother Zhuo, no matter what, now the foster fathers are in trouble. They are besieged in the solitary valley by the army of dogs, and they have no water and food. You can think of a way to save them!"

Luo Yunhai looked anxious, but Zhuo Fan gave a wicked smile: "Save? Save what? They wanted to wipe us out before, so now they send a letter to let us save. Why?"

Luo Yunhai's breath stagnated and fell silent.

Yan Song on the side also smiled dumbly, and persuaded: "Young Master, the former lone lonely warrior is unfeeling and unrighteous, who wants to be our enemy. Now in trouble, he actually asked us, the traitor he wanted to annihilate. Isn’t it a big joke, hahaha..."

Luo Yunhai bit his lip, did not speak, for a long time, he murmured, and lamented: "No matter what he treats me, he is also my foster father. Even if he wants to send troops to attack me, he will act according to orders. He has nothing to do. How can his adoptive father be loyal, righteous and filial throughout his life, how can he violate the order of the king? I believe that when he sent troops, he did not want to meet with us in his heart..."

"So what?"

However, before Luo Yunhai could finish speaking, Zhuo Fan coldly interrupted: "If he really wants to destroy us and send troops to crusade, I will respect him three points. He clearly refuses to do so, but he has to act against his will. Undefeated God of War? Humph, what a ridiculous title. How can a person who can’t even obey his heart be undefeated? He has already been defeated by the king and his loyalty, and he is the biggest loser in the world. Don’t ask. Right and wrong, do not ask where the heart is, but only ask the loyal to the emperor, it is the world's most foolish, and there is more than guilty death!"

"Okay, Mr. Zhuo makes sense!"

Yan Song clapped his hands and cheered, and continued to persuade Luo Yunhai: "Young Master, the old man had broken the relationship between father and son with you at the beginning, but now he still wants to crusade his righteous son for the sake of the emperor's life. Such a ruthless old man, what are you doing to him?"

Luo Yunhai remained silent, his expression was painful, and he murmured for a long time. However, he no longer interceded, but remembered the past: "Brother Zhuo, I wonder if you still remember that Luo In the face of family trouble, you can obviously leave and venture into the world alone. But you have to take our siblings and Pang command three oil bottles to fight against powerful enemies all the way, fight to this day, and escape several times. Why?"

"Can't put it down!" His brows trembled slightly, and Zhuo Fan spit out these three words coldly.

"Why can't you let it go?" Luo Yunhai continued to ask.

Think about it a little, and Zhuo Fan said faintly: "What you want in your heart, don't let it go!"

"So...Me too!" Luo Yunhai pointed to his own heart, with a sincere expression: "If this time the foster father has an accident, I will not be able to save my life with all my strength. From now on, there will be great regrets in my heart. Brother Zhuo, you just said that you want to do what you want. This is my heart, not at the mercy of father and son. I hope you can help me get it done!"

Looking at him deeply, Zhuo Fan narrowed his eyes and said nothing. Luo Yunhai also stared at his eyes closely, full of sincerity.

For a long time, Zhuo Fan said: "Old Yan, go and call the little third son, we and Yunhai will go to the Guhong Valley!"

As soon as this statement came out, Luo Yunhai's pupils lit up and his face opened with joy.

Yan Song was taken aback for a moment and murmured: "Steward Zhuo, you really want to save that old guy! If he is rescued, the emperor asks him to beat us again, wouldn't it be more troublesome for us?"

"It doesn't matter, I am not going to save the lone lonely child, but to execute the Patriarch's orders. This is the Patriarch's wish. As a housekeeper, I will definitely help him to do it!" A frightening light flashed in his eyes, Zhuo Fan's body Exposed domineering.

Luo Yunhai saw him, and he felt excited again and again. Yan Song shook his head with a laugh, and went to find the ancient three links to send a message...