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"What kind of cultivation is Fengcheng Lord, and what kind of cultivation is Wujiang?"

The red-haired old man sneered.

With just these words, the elders of the same clan as Wujiang were speechless.

Indeed, Wujiang's realm is three levels higher than Fengchen. Wujiang, who is almost half a step into the king realm, is still not Fengchen. The opponents in the middle stage of the Dao King Realm are not even Feng Chen’s enemies with one move!

"In my opinion, Wujiang is a bit far behind, and Xuegeng and Xuyou are good candidates."

The red-haired old man said again.

Although the red-haired old man was outspoken and heartfelt, he still had his own little calculations.

"I think the black and white robes are also remarkable on the court."

……

The elders expressed their opinions and recommended the candidates they thought they would have to the great elder. They argued endlessly. Some were harmonious and harmonious, while others completely ignored the image. After all, the ownership of the current elixir is not as simple as just getting one elixir.

After obtaining this imperial-grade elixir, the monk's physique will be greatly changed. It can be said that he is completely reborn, and his talents and qualifications will be greatly changed.

The commoner old man didn't say a word, but just glanced at the eight sons of gods below.

No one knew what the commoner old man was thinking.

Feng Chen looked at the old man in common clothes, wondering what the old man in common clothes would be in his final decision.

Everyone, including Fengchen, knew that the common man's decision was crucial.

In fact, the qualifications of the eight Sons of God are not much different, but if they hold the Imperial elixir in their hands, the result will change. The person who refines the elixir will firmly take the position of the true Son of God and inherit the position of the patriarch.!

Success or failure depends on the thought of the old man in cloth clothes.

"Don't say any more, I have already made up my mind."

The old man in common clothes said.

Everyone was quiet for a moment, holding their breath and looking at the old man in common clothes.

"The eight Sons of God are all excellent. Not only are their performances remarkable, but they also show unparalleled temperament in foreign invasions. They are what the Immortal Vampires need, but they are not suitable to take this imperial elixir."

The old man in common clothes said slowly.

Everyone was puzzled, and the old man in common clothes continued.

"It goes without saying that the preciousness of the imperial elixir is self-evident, and its availability needless to say. It is precious, but it is not of much use to our undead vampires. As we all know, the undead vampires mainly rely on qi and blood, and this Imperial elixirs consume blood to train the body and soul. Even if the two become stronger, the blood will be greatly weakened. If the blood cannot be restored during the refining process, it will lead to sudden death!"

As soon as the old man in common clothes finished speaking, everyone took a breath of air-conditioning.

They only knew that imperial elixirs were precious, but they didn't know much about their usage and purpose. They couldn't help but be surprised when they heard the old man in common clothes today. Sure enough

, , risks and opportunities coexist. If one of the two is missing, it is not a big opportunity.

"Therefore, I have prepared eight pills for you that are beneficial to the cultivation of the immortal vampires, to temper your body and soul."

The old man in cloth clothes waved his hand, and the eight elixirs flew to the eight sons of gods respectively.

The eight sons of gods caught the elixirs, felt the rich elixir energy, and looked happy.

There were no imperial elixirs, but the pills given by the old man in cloth clothes. The medicine is not bad.

After giving the elixir to everyone, the old man in cloth clothes disappeared with Feng Chen and others.

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"Elder, what does this mean?"

After the selection of the Son of God, Feng Chen followed the old man in common clothes to a place, which was the old man in common clothes.

Feng Chen sat at the bottom seat, and the old man in common clothes sat at the upper seat. The two were sipping tea. On

Feng Chen's table was It is an elixir, exuding a strong elixir fragrance, with a faint halo flowing on the elixir. Feng Chen has seen this elixir before, and it is the imperial elixir selected by the Son of God.

Feng Chen went to the selection of the Son of God. One of his purposes was to fight for this elixir. Unexpectedly, something happened midway and the elixir was taken away by the old man in common clothes.

But now it was placed in front of him again.

"If you go to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason, be careful!"

Feng Chen secretly thought in his heart

"Sent to you!"

The commoner old man smiled mysteriously

"Such a valuable thing, just give it away as the elder says?"

Feng Chen knew there must be conditions, but now it's just a show. Only a fool would give it for free!

"That's natural. What I said is true!"

The commoner old man vowed

"Elder, you know I am not a man who beats around the bush, tell me, what are the conditions? Or maybe you like something in me?"

Fengchen simply stopped going around in circles and playing riddles with the old man in civilian clothes and went straight to the point.

"Indeed, I did see something!"

"Elder, don't be polite, please speak!"

"You got a lot of pills from the selection of the Son of God, right?"

"Well... there are some!"

Feng Chen didn't expect the old man in cloth to ask this. He originally thought that he was interested in his Purple Gold Gourd or the Yin Yang Eighteenth Game. He was still considering whether it was worth the exchange. He didn't expect that he didn't guess correctly. Not even related

"There are some?"

The commoner old man raised his eyebrows.

"Well, there are indeed a lot, but those gadgets should be nothing to you, elder!"

Feng Chen knew that he couldn't hide it from the old man in civilian clothes, so he admitted it.

"It is indeed nothing to me, but it is nothing to those monks of the immortal vampire clan."

The old man in common clothes smiled and took a sip of tea.

Feng Chen naturally knew what the old man in common clothes meant. In fact, it was nothing to ask him to hand over the elixir as a condition of exchange, but the key is that if it were not for this condition, Feng Chen was now afraid of falling into the old man in common clothes' trap. , I didn’t get the elixir, and I had to pay for the elixir, which was really not worth the gain.

The feeling that the old man in common clothes gave Feng Chen was unpredictable, as if the old man in common clothes had a split personality. Sometimes he was kind and considerate, and sometimes he was vague. Elusive, wandering between belief and disbelief

"Fengchen didn't understand what the elder meant."

Fengchen had no choice but to pretend to be stupid. Sometimes, pretending to be stupid is the smartest thing to do.

"I didn’t expect the Fengcheng Lord to be so stingy, hahahaha!"

The commoner old man suddenly laughed.

Feng Chen was depressed, but he couldn't laugh. The things he finally got were about to be taken back. Even if his identity was inconsistent with his identity, he was still unwilling to do so. The duck he got could catch it. , who will let it fly?

"Don't worry, Lord Feng, I have no interest in those pills."

Hearing the words of the commoner old man, Feng Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he realized that the next conditions might be even more cruel than the pill.

"Only interested in you!"

"Elder, what does this mean? The elder shouldn't want me to stay in the ancient city of Shengshang!"

Feng Chen smiled bitterly and said.

Now it seems that it is not impossible. His identity is exposed, and there is only the World Demon Lord next to him. How can he escape in the base camp of the Undead Vampire Clan?