Chapter 178 A Letter

Chapter 178  A letter

The 500,000 Martial King Pills were placed directly in front of Qin Nan into a hill, shining with aura, transparent and moving.

Qin Nan released the Soul of the God of War, and the whole person burst out with the fastest speed. He grabbed hundreds of Martial King Pills and stuffed them into his mouth frantically, and even his hands turned into afterimages.

One thousand Martial King Pills!

Three thousand Martial King Pills!

Eight thousand Martial King Pills!

In less than one stick of incense, Qin Nan swallowed a total of 20,000 Martial King Pills.

But what made Qin Nan's heart hurt was that the Soul of the God of War did not move or react at all.

"Keep going!"

Qin Nan's whole person seemed to be in a state of madness. He was like a madman. He kept repeating the same action. He opened his mouth to his mouth, and burst out with the fastest hand speed. He grabbed a handful of pills and kept going Stuffed into the mouth, like a hungry tiger rushing for food.

Thirty thousand Martial King Pills!

50,000 Martial King Pills!

Seventy thousand Martial King Pills!

When Qin Nan's mouth was numb and his right hand was tired, he had already swallowed a hundred thousand Martial King Pills.

He can only swallow more than one hundred Martial King Pills at a time, and it is extremely difficult. He has swallowed nearly a hundred of these 100,000 Martial King Pills.

"One hundred thousand Martial King Pills, a full 100,000 Martial King Pills, the Soul of the God of War has not yet advanced!"

Qin Nan stopped for the first time, a look of disappointment and pain appeared on his face.

This is a full 100,000 Martial King Pills, converted into Xiantian Pills, it would be a full 10 million Xiantian Pills.

With such a huge number of medicinal pills, even the Soul of the God of War cannot be promoted?

"Today, I want to see how many medicinal herbs are needed to advance to the Xuan level Martial Spirit!" Qin Nan gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, like a mad beast.

He acted again, his hands were like electric lights, his mouth was like a blood basin, and he madly swallowed countless Martial King Pills.

130,000 Martial King Pills!

160,000 Martial King Pills!

200,000 Martial King Pills!

The Soul of the God of War remained motionless, and Qin Nan continued to devour the medicinal pill without stopping.

250,000 Martial King Pills!

290,000 Martial King Pills!

360,000 Martial King Pills!

400,000 Martial King Pills!

When Qin Nan devoured a total of 450,000 Martial King Pills, the spirit of the God of War behind him suddenly buzzed, and the ten rays of yellow light suddenly became bright, vaguely as if they were about to break through. The limit turned into an extremely powerful existence.

Qin Nan's heart was shocked. Judging from this state, the soul of the God of War had an important promotion to become a Xuan-level martial spirit!

However, the Soul of the God of War hummed and trembled for hundreds of breaths, and then returned to calm, and nothing happened at all.

"Not yet advanced?"

Qin Nan was stunned for a moment, his heart seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and he felt a dull and depressed feeling.

He swallowed a total of 450,000 Martial King Pills, which is equivalent to 45 million Xiantian Pills. Such a huge pill still hasn't been promoted?

You must know that at the beginning, Qin Nan let the God of War's spirit go from a fifth-grade yellow-level martial arts spirit to a sixth-grade yellow-rank martial arts spirit, and it only cost a mere 100 body quenching pills!

The price he is paying now is 45 million times what he used to be!

"The last 50,000 Martial King Pills, this time, we must, we must succeed!"

After a while, Qin Nan regained his senses, let out a long sigh, his eyes became firm, he grabbed the medicine pill again, and kept swallowing it.

Four hundred and sixty thousand!

Forty-seven thousand!

Forty-nine thousand!

499,900 pieces!

A fine layer of cold sweat appeared on Qin Nan's forehead. His hand holding the last hundred Martial King Pills was trembling slightly. Finally, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to swallow the last hundred Martial King Pills. in the abdomen.

At this moment, the soul of the god of war suddenly trembled, the yellow light shone, and the pressure fluctuated.

"Finally going to be promoted!"

The pressure in Qin Nan's heart was completely relieved, and a strong expression of joy appeared on his face.

However, after the strange state of the Soul of the God of War lasted for more than five hundred breaths, it gradually calmed down, as if nothing had happened.

"This...what's the matter?"

Qin Nan was completely stunned.

500,000 Martial King Pills, equivalent to 50 million Xiantian Pills, did not even promote the Soul of the God of War?

Could it be that the Soul of the God of War cannot be promoted to become a Xuan-level Martial Spirit?

"How can this happen...how can this happen..." Qin Nan murmured to himself for a while, the dull gaze in his eyes gradually returned to his senses, and said, "Impossible, the soul of the god of war is extremely powerful, absolutely impossible To be promoted to a Xuan-level Martial Spirit. The only explanation is that the Soul of the God of War wants to be promoted to a Xuan-level Martial Spirit, and 500,000 Martial King Pills are simply not enough!"

In Qin Nan's heart, he absolutely believed that the spirit of the God of War could be promoted to the Xuan-level martial arts.

The only thing that made him depressed was that even 500,000 Martial King Pills could not be promoted, so how many pills were needed to be promoted to the Xuan-level Martial Spirit?

"The Soul of the God of War is powerful, but the pills needed for this promotion are too huge."

A wry smile appeared on Qin Nan's face.

This time, he asked everyone in the Xuanling Sect to borrow pills, and only borrowed 500,000 Martial King Pills, so where is he going to get another 500,000 Martial King Pills?

Although the Soul of the God of War is promoted to the Xuan-level Martial Spirit, I am afraid that 500,000 Martial King Pills will no longer be needed, but he is so poor now that even one Martial King Pill cannot be taken out!

"No, I have to upgrade the God of War Soul to a Xuan-level Martial Soul. This time I have to succeed. I have to think of a way to make money."

Qin Nan calmed down, frowned, and thought hard.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't think of any way at all, after all, he was not good at business.

The easiest way is of course to find someone else to borrow, such as Shan Lao and Gong Yang, or learn from the original bully Five Tigers, directly rob the Xuanlingzong disciples, and they will definitely be able to get Wuwangdan.

However, Qin Nan is not willing to do these two methods at all.

"Forget it, don't think about it any more. If you really can't do anything, you can only go to Shan Lao to borrow it. When the time comes, you will be looking for an opportunity to return it to Shan Lao." Qin Nan shook his head and was about to stand up when he suddenly had a bright light. Shan, murmured: "Last time Ouyang Jun and the others used aggressive tactics to deal with me, this time I might as well treat others with their own way."

A faint smile appeared on Qin Nan's mouth. He has always held grudges. Now that he has thought of a way, he naturally cannot let Ouyang Jun and others go.

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Inner courtyard peak, the first courtyard.

Ouyang Jun sat at the top of the hall, and below him was Leng Feng.

"Recently, this Qin Nan asked the honorary elder to replace him and borrowed pills from the entire sect. What does he want to do?" Leng Feng frowned and said, "Does he want to cultivate some kind of terrifying secret technique, he needs a very large pill? Medicine to support it?"

Although many disciples think that Leng Feng is extremely ruthless, but in fact, Leng Feng is cautious and very careful.

This time, they only used a simple aggressive method to let Qin Nan take the bait. Two months later, they had an appointment with the Hall of Life and Death, which made Leng Feng very puzzled.

Qin Nan would definitely not be so stupid. He knew that he would definitely die, but he dared to take the initiative to fight. Qin Nan must have a hole card to dare to be so arrogant.

Ouyang Jun glanced at Leng Feng and smiled lightly: "What are you afraid of? He borrowed pills from people from the entire sect, no matter what purpose he has, why should he take it to heart? You can rest assured, I have already told the Hall Master of the Hall of Merit. Now, you can enter the Mingyue Pavilion Tianzi Room with me to practice for two months. In these two months, plus some elixir assistance, although you can't be promoted to the Half-step Martial King, but let you Reaching the Innate Nine Realm, there is no problem!"

"Mingyue Pavilion Tianzi Room?"

Leng Feng was instantly overjoyed when he heard the words, all doubts disappeared completely, and immediately said, "Thank you Ouyang..."

He hadn't finished speaking yet. At this time, he only heard a sound of breaking through the air, and a sheepskin scroll came directly through the air, and quickly shot at the plaque in the hall.

"How dare you!"

Ouyang Jun was instantly furious, took a big step and grabbed the sheepskin roll, with layers of murderous aura in his eyes.

He has always regarded himself very highly and attached great importance to the distinction between high and low status. As the number one in the outer sect, the son of the sect master, no one has ever dared to act so contemptuously against him.

You must know that even if it is a sect elder, to convey the news, it is handed over respectfully, for fear of being offended by etiquette.

Leng Feng was also stunned. This was the first time he had seen someone so bold.

"Leng Feng, be ready to kill at any time." Ouyang Jun suppressed his anger, expressionless, ready to open the letter.

He wanted to see who was so bold.

However, after opening the sheepskin scroll, Ouyang Jun was completely dumbfounded.

See above it says:

Ouyang Jun and Leng Feng, to be honest, there is a shortage of medicinal pills in their hands recently, and I hope the two geniuses can help. I know that both of you are geniuses. Ouyang Jun is the son of the suzerain. He has huge wealth in his hands, so he must be able to lend me 100,000 Martial King Pills casually. If 100,000 Martial King Pills can't be taken out, then I really see the wrong person. I didn't expect that Leng Feng and Ouyang Jun, who are super geniuses, and Ouyang Jun, the son of the sect master of the Xuanling Sect, would be so poor. Really poor.

Of course, please rest assured that you will return it when you have enough money.

Borrower: Qin Nan.