Three minutes later.

Mu Tianqing woke up from the afterglow of the tea fragrance of Daqianmen and the impact of high-purity spiritual power. She looked satisfied and transparent. When she opened her eyes, she sighed:

"It is worthy of being the ninth-grade spiritual tea. It not only has a mellow aroma, but also has a long charm. Compared with it, the previous cup of sixth-grade spiritual tea is simply a piece of stinky dog ​​shit! No wonder Mr. Fan was indifferent to the tea in front of him just now."

At this moment, after enjoying the thick tea fragrance of the Nine-grade Spirit Tea Daqianmen, Mu Tianqing finally understood why Yang Fan was not interested in Fan Xiren's sixth-grade Spirit Tea just now.

Although the sixth-grade spiritual tea is already a very rare fine product in the eyes of many people, it must be compared with whom.

Yang Fan's mouth twitched.

The three words "stinky dog ​​shit" made him feel a little nauseous. After all, he just drank two sips of the smelly dog ​​shit that Mu Tianqing said.

"Hmph!" Fan Xiren also woke up at this time. When he heard Mu Tianqing's evaluation of his sixth-grade spiritual tea, he couldn't help but snorted coldly: "It's not anyone. He just shamelessly sent a message to me, wanting to ask for some stinky shit to go back and taste it slowly..."

vomit!

Yang Fan couldn't help but want to vomit. Can you stop being so heavy? Who did not drink those cups of tea just now? Is it interesting to practice yourself like this?

"President Fan, the tea will be cold and it will be bad!"

Yang Fan quickly made a sound and blocked Fan Xiren's mouth. These two people were not ashamed. If they continue to argue like this, they don't know when they will fight.

Sure enough, Yang Fan's words hit Fan Xiren's weakness. The old man's expression changed. He didn't bother to argue with Mu Tianqing anymore. He picked up the tea cup and began to savor the Yucha in the cup with a sound.

Mu Tianqing was a little jealous and said with a sour taste in her mouth: "If it weren't for the fact that you are an old, weak, sick and disabled person, and need spiritual tea to recover from your injuries, I wouldn't be polite no matter what you say, and I would definitely have to snatch all the spiritual tea!"

Fan Xiren rolled his eyes and was busy tasting tea, but had no time to pay attention to her.

Almost ten minutes later.

Half of the remaining tea was all in Fan Xiren's stomach.

Yang Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Finally, he had finished all of them. He was just half a cup of tea. With Fan Xiren's soul strength and the huge tolerance range of the sea of ​​consciousness space, as long as he wanted, he could be bored in one bite. He didn't have to worry about the problem that he could not bear if he could do more than he could.

As a result, people didn't want to refine their wounds quickly, and they actually regarded the charm of the tea as more important than the huge crack in the origin of their souls.

The psychology of these tea lovers is really puzzling.

"How is it, Lao Fan, how has the injury in his soul recovered?"

As soon as Fan Xiren got into the teacup, Mu Tianqing, who had glared at him before, asked him in a slight voice.

Fan Xiren chuckled and shook his head slightly, saying, "The effect is good. My cultivation has been restored, but the cracks on the origin have been repaired less than one-tenth of it. It is still early to fully recover."

"However, even so, it has far exceeded my psychological expectations!"

Fan Xiren stood up, and with a thought, an unparalleled spiritual force emanated from his sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, which made Yang Fan unable to help but lean back.

Level 5 spiritual master!

Half a cup of spiritual tea allowed Fan Xiren's cultivation to directly restore and improve two levels in a short period of time. Fan Xiren looked much more energetic and no longer looked listless as before.

Mu Tianqing's expression darkened.

"Can't even the Nine-grade Spirit Tea completely recover your soul's injuries? How much injuries did you suffer back then..."

Mu Tianjing couldn't continue to say anything. Nine-grade spiritual tea is the supreme holy product that nourishes the origin of the soul. The most correct symptom of Fan Xiren's current soul injury. In principle, whether it is a cup or a bite, the effects of repairing the origin of the soul are not much different, so she just now had a shameless snatching Fan Xiren.

However, Mu Tianqing did not expect that even the soul holy items like Daqianmen could not completely repair the injuries on Fan Xiren's original soul. From this, it is not difficult to guess how serious the pain Fan Xiren suffered back then was.

"It's all over, what are you talking about now?" Fan Xiren shook his head disapprovingly and chuckled, looked at Yang Fan with gratitude, and said, "I would like to thank Brother Yang Fan today. Not only did I recover from my soul's injuries, but I also fulfilled my long-cherished wish and tasted the real taste of the saint-sized Daqianmen in tea. I have no regrets in this life!"

Fan Xiren sighed for a long time that Yang Fan’s cup in front of the gate today was a surprise for him, and it also ended his major shortcomings in the tea ceremony.

After saying that, Fan Xiren waved his hand and sent a sandalwood box to Yang Fan, saying, "This is the second and sixth grade spiritual tea I have treasured for many years. It is useless to stay by my side. It might be better to give it to my friend. My friend may not be able to use it anymore, but your disciples are just for use. I hope you don't refuse."

Although Fan Xiren was not angry about Mu Tianqing's unbearable comments on his sixth-grade spiritual tea, he knew very well that after savoring the wonderful taste of Daqianmen, he would probably never drink the sixth-grade spiritual tea in his hands again.

Since you no longer have love, it is better to be a favor and give them all to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, reached out to collect the tea without hesitation, and smiled and said, "In this way, I'm not polite."

Fan Xiren said it well. No matter what, the sixth-grade spiritual tea is a rare treasure of spiritual objects. Although Yang Fan himself doesn't use it, he needs so many disciples under his sect.

Ten people, two taels of tea, may not be enough.

"Master Fan." Mu Tianqing's eyes turned to Yang Fan and asked in a dialing voice: "The method you told me to treat Old Man Fan should not be this cup of big front door?"

Mu Tianqing was a little nervous and looked at Yang Fan nervously, afraid that Yang Fan would nod and confirm. After all, to a certain extent, the effect of the ninth-grade spiritual tea is indeed very powerful, and it is reasonable for Yang Fan to regard it as the main treatment method.

"How is that possible!" Yang Fan shook his head slightly and said, "That cup of spiritual tea is just my gift to President Fan, and I don't expect that President Fan can be completely healed by relying on the effects of these spiritual teas."

Nine-grade spiritual tea is just an appetizer, either available or not.

If it weren't for Fan Xiren's realness and being extremely addicted to tea, Yang Fan would have been willing to take it out.

Fan Xiren also raised his eyebrows and looked up at Yang Fan in confusion. Why, does Yang Fan have other means?

It shouldn't be it?

In fact, Yang Fan was able to take out the ninth-grade spiritual tea to Fan Xiren, which was a big surprise and surprise. He really couldn't have imagined that in addition to the ninth-grade spiritual tea, Yang Fan would have other means to heal his soul.

Is the ability to heal mentally?

Fan Xiren shook his head slightly. Yang Fan's advanced healing technique is indeed very awesome, and it does have some effects on his soul injuries, but it is only a little. It is just that relying solely on this advanced healing technique, it is difficult to completely repair his soul crack.

Seeing Fan Xiren and Mu Tianqing looking at him with all their might, Yang Fan smiled.

"Originally, relying solely on my advanced therapy, I was confident that President Fan would be able to completely cure President Fan in a short period of time, but just last night, I thought of a better and more effective treatment method."

Yang Fan was not bragging. It is indeed difficult for a simple advanced healing technique to cure Fan Xiren in a short period of time. However, if the companion skill purification technique that can trigger the advanced healing technique, it may not be ineffective.

The reason why the cracks on Fan Xiren's soul were unable to be repaired by themselves is not only because its injuries are indeed very serious, but the residual psychotoxin inside is also one of the most important reasons.

The purification skill, as a companion skill of advanced healing, targets this similar psychotoxin and mental interference. Once it is triggered and stimulated, it will inevitably have a remarkable effect.

"I wonder what is the better way to say for Fan Shao?"

Mu Tianqing asked in a voice, obviously, like Fan Xiren, she was not optimistic about Yang Fan's advanced treatment techniques.

After all, even the healing ability of the doctor Prince Shang Tonghua could not be cured by the emperor-level injuries. Even though Yang Fan was able to cure the treatment, the effect was probably extremely limited.

Fan Xiren had already mentioned this to her privately yesterday, so Mu Tianqing instinctively placed her hope on another more effective treatment method that Yang Fan mentioned.

With the pearls and jades of the ninth-grade spiritual tea in front, Mu Tianqing suddenly had great hope for Yang Fan.

Yang Fan did not care about the two of them's distrust of their advanced healing skills. Without hesitation, he flipped his hands and took out a golden pill with dazzling golden light from his storage space the size of a table tennis ball.

"Look at it, just this soul-refining golden elixir should be enough to restore President Fan's soul to its original state, right?"

Yang Fan did not explain too much to the two of them. He felt that they were both knowledgeable people, just like the Daqianmen just now. They obviously had never drunk it before, but after just one glance and smelling a slight smell, they could tell the quality of the Daqianmen Nine-grade Spirit Tea at the first time.

Now, the imperial-level soul refining golden pill he took out should not be hidden from the eyes of these two masters.

"Sir Fan, is this..."

"Brother Yang Fan, is this really a soul refining golden elixir? Please forgive me for being ignorant. Why have I never seen this form of soul refining golden elixir? What level is it? Is it a new variety?"

Whether it was Mu Tianqing or Fan Xiren, they were all confused and stared at Yang Fan's exaggerated golden elixir that almost blinded their eyes.

To be honest, this is the first time they have seen such a flash of Soul Refining Golden Pill.

The runes ran around, the golden light was dazzling, but there was no trace of spiritual power scattered. When the spiritual consciousness swept over, they did not find anything special. They felt that this was a good person, and that was, the appearance was a bit scary.

If the person holding the pill was not Yang Fan, they would definitely think they had encountered a liar.

Yang Fan was speechless.

It would be fine if you don’t know each other, but what the hell is that looking at a liar?

This is a super treasure that can be refined by the imperial-level soul refining golden elixir, which can only be refined by the spiritual origin of the emperor-level powerful people! It is now easily placed in front of your eyes, so bright and so bright that you don’t even recognize them?!
Chapter completed!