Song Yunge took it and looked at it curiously, but he didn't realize anything.

This longan-sized pill is not only sealed by wax, otherwise it will not be able to stop one's own induction.

"This is the Dragon Marrow Pill." Monk Haiqing laughed and said, "I got it from a cave."

"Dragon Marrow Pill..." Song Yunge pondered.

He searched in his mind, but gained nothing.

There is nothing in Xie Baixuan's memory, nor in his own memory. He has never seen it in Wanxiang Tower.

Monk Haiqing smiled and said, "You have never heard of it."

Song Yunge shook his head: "What is this?"

"It is condensed by the essence of the Qing Jiao, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, transforming the essence of the body, and transforming the essence into dragon blood, and then transforming it into dragon." Monk Haiqing said.

Song Yunge frowned and pondered.

He really doesn't know how the dragon turns into a dragon. It's just a legend. Is this so unreliable, isn't Monk Haiqing's words too unreliable?

"How is it? Do you want to give it a try?" Monk Haiqing said with a smile: "I finally got this Dragon Marrow Pill, which was refined by the essence and blood of the Qing Jiao."

“How did the master get it?”

"I saved a alchemist." Monk Haiqing smiled proudly and said, "This is a rare opportunity, so he gave me the strongest pill, which is a measure to save lives. Now, I will also give you the strongest pill, thanking you for your life-saving grace!"

"Alchemist..." Song Yunge nodded with a smile: "It's really a rare opportunity."

It is difficult to find alchemists and often cannot be found in the world.

Once it is known, it will be troublesome. There are countless people in the world who seek elixirs. Some seek elixirs softly, some seek elixirs hard, and some help them when they are in danger. If they do not agree to give elixirs, they will take the alchemist to die together.

So all the alchemists in this world hide. Anyway, there are countless strange flowers and plants, so there is no need to provide them with others.

Monk Haiqing smiled with a round face: "Hehe, I am the reincarnation of a good man of five generations, so everything can turn bad luck into good luck, and even a chance to be given to God."

Song Yunge said: "It is really a disrespectful thing to be reincarnated by good people in the five generations."

Monk Haiqing waved his hand: "Come on, come on, take this Dragon Marrow Pill and see how strong it is, and whether it can suppress the Blood Demon God Emperor!"

Song Yunge said: "Actually, I can suppress her now."

"No, no, no." Monk Haiqing shook his head: "You are too tender now, not her opponent. This woman is too cruel, her moves are exquisite, and she can't be defended!"

Song Yunge smiled and shook his head.

He would not fight with the Blood Demon God Emperor at all, but just a flying knife. The Yukong God Sword is as powerful as Yuxiaotian.

The Void Blood Run Divine Art is also fast enough. The stronger the spirit, the faster the speed, so it can beat the Blood Demon God Emperor.

The two are in harmony, even if she practices for a hundred or even more years, her moves are extremely exquisite, and she can still suppress them.

But Monk Haiqing obviously didn't believe it and repeatedly urged him to take this pill.

Song Yunge crushed the sealing wax and looked at it with the divine eyes of Tianji, but found nothing. The Dragon Marrow Pill was indeed mysterious and could defeat Tianji.

He took a deep breath: "Master, I can trust you."

Monk Haiqing hurriedly said, "Don't worry, you saved my life, how could I harm you? Repay your kindness and revenge?"

Song Yunge put the Dragon Marrow Pill into his mouth, and immediately turned into a ball of flame and penetrated into his lower abdomen. Then the surging force surged out violently.

His body instantly cracked, and cracks appeared on his skin. The pain surged like a tide, which was about to knock him out in an instant.

His powerful spirit is now exerting its power.

The spirit is as strong as a rock, and I let the pain not shake, and I remain sober and calm, feeling the pain of every crack on my body clearly.

Seeing his ferocious face, Monk Haiqing hurriedly said, "How? How? It doesn't matter?"

Song Yunge closed his eyes and said nothing.

Monk Haiqing became more anxious and circled around Song Yunge twice, unable to help but urged: "Do you want me to help?"

Song Yunge raised his hand with difficulty.

Monk Haiqing thought he agreed, so he wanted to step forward.

He was about to press Song Yunge's back when Song Yunge's raised palm swayed and said with difficulty: "No! Must!"

Monk Haiqing put down his palm helplessly and hurriedly said, "What's going on?"

"Quiet!" Song Yunge spit out two words.

Monk Haiqing closed his mouth, widened his round eyes, stared at Song Yunge, and saw cracks appearing on his face, as if the porcelain was about to break.

"This..." He finally knew something was wrong.

Is there something wrong with my Dragon Marrow Pill?

It shouldn't be.

The alchemist looks very kind and grateful to him, so he will never harm him!

Or it has been left for too long and can no longer be used, or has the medicinal properties changed?

His mind was full of twists and turns, and his face was gloomy and unstable.

The cracks on Song Yunge's face became bigger and bigger, which made him frightened, fearing that he would explode with a "bang".

Song Yunge's muscles on his face were twisted even more violently, becoming more ferocious and scary.

"Amitabha!" As the Buddha's name sounded, Monk Guangyun and four old monks stepped in. Seeing this, they all looked at Monk Haiqing.

Monk Haiqing hurriedly said, "Abbot, I gave him the Dragon Marrow Pill I got when I was young."

"Nothing!" Monk Guangyun shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, donor, you are the sinner of all living beings!"

"I'm kind-hearted." Monk Haiqing looked aggrieved.

"Senior brother, please say a few words." Monk Haiyun whispered.

Monk Haiqing snorted and stared at Song Yunge.

Monk Guangyun shook his head.

He had no choice but to treat Monk Haiqing. He didn't have any oil and salt to enter, but he still had a profound cultivation level and was the best at Dayin Temple.

Even though he didn't put in his strength, his understanding was amazing. Everything seemed to be natural, but it was due to the merits of good people of the five generations.

Song Yunge suddenly let out a long roar.

The whistling sound stopped the clouds, and the sounds of the entire Dayin Temple were suppressed. Those who were chanting scriptures, ringing wooden fish, ringing bells, and practicing martial arts were all shocked by this sound and could not move at all.

After the whistle, Song Yunge's body suddenly burst out with a warm light. Under the milky white light, his body rustled, and then pieces of skin appeared under his feet.

He had taken off his original skin, as if it had turned into a piece of white jade with mutton fat, emitting a warm and bright light.

"Okay, okay, haha, it's indeed worthy of being the Dragon Marrow Pill!" Monk Haiqing was overjoyed.

Song Yunge opened his eyes with a smile, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Master."

"What are you thanking me? This is what I thank you." Monk Haiqing waved his hand with a smile.

Monk Guangyun looked up and down at Song Yunge.

Song Yunge smiled and said, "What a dragon marrow pill, helping me with your help, and now it's completely perfect!"

The Dragon Marrow Pill is extremely magical and powerful. It actually contains dragon blood. After swallowing and absorbing dragon blood, his blood completely turned into dragon blood.

The power of dragon blood is beyond imagination. His blood power has reached its peak, and it is difficult to have stronger power in this world.
Chapter completed!