Chapter 300 Yue Huadan

"What? Don't you want to go to the Twelve Peaks? Do you know how much opportunity you have wasted in this way? After listening to Zhang Chong's words, the old man in white looked surprised. The exaggerated look seemed to be looking at a completely unreasonable person. And he asked a series of questions without interruption to Zhang Chong.

"The kindness of the two predecessors is the heart of the younger generation. However, if I go there by myself and leave these good friends here to experience danger, it is what I don't want." Zhang Chong looked indifferent and said softly.

"But the cycle of heaven and destiny, they are destined to go through this. For practitioners, it is reasonable to follow the heavenly time and move towards a stronger road. If you follow us to the twelve peaks now, and our two elders work together, today we will have a cultivation comparable to the Mahayana level, saving you a lot of hard work. And if you give up, you may not be able to get out of this world, but it is very likely that you can't even enter the twelve peaks. I have seen a lot about the fall of genius. The old man in black is not as exaggerated and has a rich expression as the old man in white, but his plain words always focus on the point, and he is saying key messages to Zhang Chong everywhere.

In fact, why didn't Zhang Chong understand these? The monk pays attention to conforming to the time, which is also what he has always been reasonable. However, at that time just now, Zhang Chong slowly found that in addition to worrying about himself, he also had the same worries about his friends who lived and died with him.

Those friends who have traveled all the way with him since the Yangjie. There are also the practitioners in the dark sea, the martial arts practitioners in this world, in his heart, gradually put them all in it. What the two black and white men said in front of him is a great opportunity for him, but for his friends around him, it is very likely to put them in danger.

"In any case, I will also be with them. If I devote myself to them and still can't avoid these dangers, I have a clear conscience. Otherwise, how about going to the twelve peaks and how about strong strength?" This is the real idea in the depths of his heart, and he said it without reservation at this moment.

After listening to what Zhang Chong said, the two black and white old men were also unable to speak for a long time. In their eyes, a strange color flashed. After a long time, the old man in white said leisurely,

"I understand what you mean. What you have taken is a more difficult road, but I still have confidence in you and hope to see you at the Twelve Peaks as soon as possible. Since you can't go, the two of us will give you a gift, and I hope we can help you.

Speaking of this, his hand stretched forward. On the palm of his hand, a star-like Danwan lay there quietly, showing a trace of detachment.

"This [Yuehua Dan] is extremely precious. If you take it, you can greatly enhance your strength within a year. Up to the Mahayana level is also something that is just around the corner, and it has the effect of strengthening the meridians and rejuvenating the dead. If you go to the twelve peaks with us, with the power of the two of us, you can help you open the pills within a day, which can not only completely integrate the medicinal properties of this pills into your body, but also double its effectiveness. And if you take it alone, it will be a good result to achieve 60% of the effect. He said this, but his eyes looked at Zhang Chong, with a faint expectation in his eyes, as if he was looking forward to his heart.

However, Zhang Chong did not answer his question, but turned his words and asked him, "This [Yuehua Dan] can strengthen the meridians and come back to life, so does it mean that as long as you are not dead, you can be resurrected with this elixir?"

Hearing what he said, the old man in white seemed to have a hunch and sighed leisurely, as if there was infinite regret. The old man in black replied indifferently,

"This is a fairy medicine, and neither of us can get it and take it. It has such a wonderful use."

"It's just that you are so good, don't you really regret it?" At this time, the old man in white asked Zhang Chong again.

Zhang Chong heard this, only smiled gently and said faintly,

"If I don't do this, I'm afraid I will become an immortal and be full of regret." Speaking of this, he reached out to take the Danwan and handed it to Qin Xianglin's mouth.

A very soft force gently rushed to her delicate body. Qin Xianglin opened her delicate lips and slowly took this pill. In a moment, she saw a faint golden flow on her body, smeared with a layer of dazzling color. With this color, Qin Xianglin's breath became more and more powerful.

The two old men looked at such a scene without saying anything more. The two of them are strong, and their age is estimated to be tens of thousands. There are countless strong people they have seen, and the fall of geniuses is also rare. People who look at life and death as indifferent as they do, but they don't know what to do with Zhang Chong at this moment.

After a long time, the old man in white said,

"You have not only chosen an extremely dangerous path, but also abandoned [Yuehuadan] to others. Although we admire your heart, it is more difficult to judge whether you can enter the twelve peaks. But there is one thing that I haven't done for hundreds of thousands of years, and I'll make an exception for you today. Speaking of this, a golden feather stretched out in his hand. After the feather suddenly appeared, it flew towards Zhang Chongyao.

"With this feather, I can help you in danger once, and you can stay by your side and use it in times of crisis."

The old man in black saw the old man in white doing this, and now he also said with a smile, "My two elders have always been anxious about Meng. In this case, I will also give you a gift and break the seal of this world for you."

Speaking of this, when he waved his big hand and danced to the top, Zhang Chong only felt that the sky in front of him was dark. The sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers were about to come out in an instant, like falling into a whirlpool, moving quickly, like a statue.

Between the call, the sound of hunting wind is ringing everywhere, filling Zhang Chong's ears. In this boundless wind, everything is like a fantasy, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing. Everything that has been seen and has never been seen is changing.

This kind of scene is in a trance, as if born at the beginning of chaos, the world is so big. In the face of this scene, there is nothing but sighing...

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