Chapter 1575 Soul Contemplating Pill 1

  A reason?

  Zhao Dier was a little unexpected.

  This Holy Ming Nation, even if it is a country, there is not even a cultivator in this country. If Miomi Pavilion makes a move, it can easily destroy this Holy Ming Nation.

  Now they still need to take their middle-grade Fanghua Pill to please this emperor of the Holy Ming Kingdom?

  What a joke.

Qian Ji said unhurriedly: "If he wants Fanghua Dan, do we have to give him Fanghua Dan? Is it Fanghua Dan after he eats it? Naturally, he can't eat it. Since he can't eat it, It’s the same for him."

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   "Although Yingying Pavilion wants to win a Holy Underworld country easily, is it not cost-effective to waste our manpower for this Holy Underworld country?"

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"Control an emperor, of course we can do what we want. No matter how Feng Nu, she is not full of wings now, living under the blessing of the Holy Ming Kingdom, what the Holy Ming Emperor wants her to do, can she refuse? Even if we can, we I can also use this Sheng Ming Emperor to take her to death." Qian Ji said with a smile, his face is a relaxed and confident feeling that everything is in his hands.

  Zhao Dier listened to what Qian Jing said.

  I understood in an instant.

   Things that can be done with a bottle of pill, naturally there is no need to waste the people of the miserable pavilion.

  Elder Qianji's trick is really high.

  Use their own people to beat their own people, even without them Miomi Pavilion.

  It’s no wonder that before she came out, her father asked her to take the elder Qianji with her anyway.

Older gingers are more spicy.

  There are elders of Qianji, this line is bound to be successful.

  When you get the things on the golden scroll, and then go back, the other elders of Miomi Pavilion will naturally treat her differently. So Misty Pavilion's power.

  Zhao Di'er thinks about it more and more confident.

   "Elder Qianji has done a good job of doing this, and I have worked hard for Elder Qianji." As arrogant as Zhao Dier, he couldn't help but say humbly.

Qian Jing nodded and bowed to Zhao Dier.

   casually took out a bottle of pill from his cuff, and handed it to the guard next to him: "You send it to the Emperor Ming, and tell him, one pill in five days is enough, don't eat too much."

"Yes."

   Soul Contemplating Pill, barely able to be counted as a high-grade pill in the Yingying Pavilion, it is considered inferior in the low-grade pill, if it is not still useful, it may not even be a low-grade pill, it can only be said to be a waste pill.

  Because of this pill, it is of little use to cultivators.

  Unless the cultivation base is really superficial, and people like that don’t need to use Soul Concentration Pills on them.

  Come here this time.

  Because there is no one in the Holy Ming Kingdom to practice, he just took it along.

  Unexpectedly, it really came in handy, and it was not wasted.

   Some people with a slight cultivation level, one pill a day, like Sheng Mingdi, who has no cultivation level or even an old body, one pill in five days, Qian Ji felt a little too much, afraid that he could not bear it.

  But they don’t have much time, so they can only let him take one pill every five days, otherwise they will be too delayed.

  Make arrangements for the medicine.

  Qianren smiled calmly and kindly as always: "Miss, take a rest earlier."

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  Ronghua Hall.

   Zhou Huailing, who has been unable to move, can finally move a little.

   Seeing that he could move, Zhou Huailing was as excited as having been born a new life!

  He was only just now. He could hear words, his eyes could move, and he could not move or speak anywhere else. He was terrified in his heart, for fear that he would stay in the Ronghua Hall like this for the rest of his life.

  (End of this chapter)