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Chapter 346 The Doubt of the Holy King

"Don't be too happy."

The 'devil' I saw stood up, and Feng Hao reminded him aloud.

Seeing him, he stopped, and Feng Hao continued, "This is not a real real pill. Although it has been temporarily condensed in the solid after being baked by the medicinal properties, such a solid can at most last for more than one hour. It's only been a month or so."

Hearing what he said, the 'mo' frowned slightly, and carefully sensed the poisonous pill in his body, and he found that it was really similar to what Feng Hao said.

This so-called physical poison pill has signs of decomposition!

"So, before you really condense the solid pill, you have to continue it every month or so, otherwise, you will fall short."

Feng Hao explained with a smile on his face.

In this way, before he condenses into a solid pill, he has an extra prefecture-level peak poison master by his side, which is a good thing, at least, for many people, it is a deterrent.

"If you don't mind, there are rooms available in the yard."

He invites.

"It's not good for you to get too close to me."

A hoarse voice came from under the black robe, very cold.

"It's pretty close, isn't it?"

Feng Hao asked back with a smile on his face.

After being silent for a long time, the 'devil' glanced at Feng Hao who was still smiling, and sighed slightly, "Don't regret it."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the hall, found a random room and lived in it.

"Do you regret it?"

Feng Hao bent his mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was almost certain that the 'demon' must be related to the Shadow Demon Sect. Three kings of poisons and one king of elixir, no matter how good the fortune is, then there can't be such four kings of medicine growing together, right?

Moreover, within the poison pill, Feng Hao felt that the poison pill contained at least five thousand kinds of poisons,

There are no less than a hundred kinds of rare grades.

Can this be explained by chance?

Certainly not possible!

The only explanation is that behind him is someone who supplies him with poison!

Looking at the entire Golden Regret Dynasty, there is no such force that can take out four medicine kings!

Therefore, Feng Hao thought of the Shadow Demon Cult.

It seems that only this big thing hidden in the dark can have such a background.

Qingwu, his first woman.

Although it was unintentional, after all, she also had the grace to save her life.

And according to Fen Lao, Qingwu is at least a prefecture-level poison master.

This startled him.

"Alas!...What on earth are you trying to do?"

Thinking about all kinds of things about the Shadow Demon Sect, Feng Hao rubbed his temples distressedly, and let out a long breath, "Forget it, just leave it alone."

Only strength is king!

Without strength, it just increases troubles in vain.

"One year, break through Wu Zong, enter Xingxiu Peak, three years, break through Wu Zun, enter Tiangang Peak."

Feng Hao has set a goal for himself, for this goal, he doesn't have much time to delay.

Wu Zun is just his temporary goal!

After witnessing the great battle on the ancient ruins and the power of Fen Lao, Feng Hao knew that he still had a long way to go, and this was just the starting point.

...

The peak of Shengwang Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairy mountain, standing straight into the sky.

Among these clouds and mist, a palace is located on this peak. This is the Palace of the Holy King, the residence of the Holy King of Regret Gold.

"Holy King!"

The envoy of regret gold, that is, the envoy of the holy king, knelt down in the main hall at this time, and respectfully called out to a figure sitting upright on the main hall.

The reason why it was a human figure was because his body was covered with mist, which enveloped his whole body, making it impossible to see clearly what he looked like.

"came back."

A mid-spirited voice came out from within the cloud and mist. Judging from the voice, it should be a middle-aged man.

"How many people did you bring back this time?"

The voice is very flat, without any ups and downs.

"Seven people."

It is regrettable that the golden envoy spoke truthfully.

"oh."

After a pause, the person in the cloud asked with interest, "Tell me, why are there seven people this time?"

"The top three in the National Competition, a total of four people, three additional people were recruited, and two of them were recommended by Elder Lu Song!"

Regret Jin Shengshi explained in detail.

"Recommended by Elder Lu Song?"

The people in the cloud were obviously stunned, and said with some astonishment, "Isn't that old guy in Ju'an City? Why did he come back again?"

He was very clear about Lu Song's situation. There was only one reason for him to leave Ju'an City.

Found a way to heal old wounds!

Thinking of this, the people in the cloud couldn't help being stunned.

This is obviously not normal.

"Who are the two people that the old guy introduced? How talented are they?"

he asked again.

"Both of them are young girls, in their teens, and they were originally children of a middle-level kingdom. Their talents are...average."

It is a pity that the golden envoy didn't hide the slightest bit, and answered truthfully.

Indeed, in his eyes, the talents of the two women can only be regarded as mediocre.

Of course, this was based on the fact that he didn't know about Qiong Ling'er's physique. If he knew... the entire Sacred King Mountain, no one should be able to compare with her!

"Children of the Middle Kingdom? Average talents? Young girls?"

The clouds cleared, and a middle-aged man's face was revealed. On his blushing Chinese character face, there was a look of astonishment, and he murmured, "What the hell is that old guy doing? He came to the imperial city just for these two people ?”

Obviously, he couldn't believe it. According to his understanding, Lu Song was definitely not a person who was so bored. There must be reasons he didn't know.

"There is really nothing special about those two girls?"

The middle-aged man looked directly at him and asked again.

"special place?"

Regretful Golden Envoy frowned slightly, "There is one."

As he said that, his complexion also became a little weird.

"Oh, tell me."

The middle-aged man urged.

It must be something difficult for two people who can make Lu Song work so hard.

"Stop talking nonsense."

A voice came from outside the hall, the middle-aged man raised his head, and saw Lu Song walking in from outside.

Seeing that Lu Song had arrived, it was a pity that the golden envoy did not continue, and with the gesture of the middle-aged man's eyes, he withdrew from the hall.

"Holy King!"

Standing in the hall, Lu Song cupped his hands towards the man.

Obviously, this middle-aged man is Xuanxuan, the current Holy Master of the Holy King Mountain of Regretful Jin Dynasty!

"Why are you being polite, tell me quickly, what's going on?"

Seeing that Lu Song came back unexpectedly, Xuan Xuan was even a little anxious.

"It's nothing, I just think those two little girls are talented, so I recommend them as an extra."

Feng Hao didn't want to expose his identity, so Lu Song would not say it, otherwise, if he knew Feng Hao was a heavenly pharmacist, then how could this holy king still sit, the lowest one would be enshrined as the elder Keqing.

Then, Feng Hao's presence in the Holy King Mountain is meaningless.