Chapter 732 The Taste Is Very Fragrant

"Brother Li, that's an eighth-grade elixir!"

Zhang Pingwo couldn't help but reminded again.

"Uh, Brother Zhang, I know this is an eighth-grade elixir!" Li Zhen was depressed, I made it myself, could I not know?

"Then you..." Zhang Pingwo really didn't know what to say.

"I made it myself, and it can be used as food at critical moments!"

Just like before, this guy, Jing Wuqing, was able to fight with two monsters because of so little water. If he had a magic pill, would he need to work so hard?

"puff!"

Did you make it yourself?

Are you sure you're not kidding me?

The faces of the disciples of Wan Jianzong only twitched. Li Zhen's cheeks are really not ordinary, and they are comparable to the city walls of Wan Jianzong!

Alchemist, is that something ordinary people can achieve?

Besides, there is a very common phenomenon in the martial arts world, that is, the cultivation of alchemists may be very high. After all, there are a lot of spiritual pills to eat, but their combat power is very low.

But after thinking about it, I can understand that they have put all their energy into researching how to refine the elixir, how could they still have the energy to improve their combat power?

But Li Zhen is different!

Eighth-Rank killed the real king realm powerhouse, what a great record!

Zhang Pingwo's cultivation base is very high, but facing Li Zhen, he estimates that he can only kneel. Even so, he can achieve such combat power because he studied hard and put all his energy into it. Cultivation is up.

There are not many people who can recognize the eighth-grade elixir. Li Zhen glanced at Zhang Pingwei in surprise, but he had no idea about the preciousness of the eighth-grade elixir. He took out another handful and was very satisfied. stuffed into the mouth.

"Um...very good! It smells delicious!"

This kind of taste is really unforgettable, so Li Zhen couldn't help but take out another handful.

Seeing that Li Zhen was about to put it in his mouth again, Zhang Pingwo and Jing Wuqing couldn't stand it any longer, and couldn't help but hurriedly stopped: "Don't eat it!"

Li Zhen's hand froze in the air.

"This is an eighth-grade spiritual pill!"

Jing Wuqing's face was full of grief and anger, and he growled angrily: "One can save a life! If you want to cultivate, you can use the true blood you collected, and taking spiritual pills to cultivate... It's such a waste! "

Damn it!

Those disciples of Wanjianzong also had a look of disgust!

This is simply heinous!

Eight-Rank Spirit Pill Cultivation!

That is the eighth-grade elixir!

Only when the cultivation base is about to break through, or when life is threatened, can the effect of taking it be maximized.

But in such a short time, how many pills did Li Zhen eat?

Crazy!

Zhang Pingwo and others shook their heads again and again!

Let's not talk about the price of this thing, because the eighth-grade spirit pill is a fetish with price and no market.

Li Zhen's face turned down when he heard this, why did he think it was happening?

True blood has other functions, how can it be wasted on cultivation.

And what resources are there that taste as good as a panacea?

He stuffed the spiritual pill in his hand into his mouth under everyone's vicious gaze, and said with a faint smile: "It's okay, I can refine this thing at any time. Although there are not many pills, there are hundreds of them. ."

"..."

"Hundreds?"

Everyone was stabbed to despair again. Are you speaking human words?

There are only a few of the eighth-grade spiritual pills, and that is already something that can only be taken out by the big forces. You are better, hundreds!

But thinking of the few 'hands' that Li Zhen put into his mouth before...

Well, they believed it!

(To be continued)