"Look at what you two are capable of!

I didn’t tell you to charge into battle, right?”

Ling Tianmiao's eyebrows twitched: "Then what do you want us to do?"

"Refining medicine, medicine that can deal with foundation-building monks!"

Qi Yuanzhi shook his head directly: "It's impossible. Based on the conditions of the three of us and the hell land, I don't see any chance."

Ling Tianmiao frowned and nodded.

"It is not impossible to use poison to deal with the monks in the foundation building stage.

But time does not permit it. Before we can successfully refine it, Jiang Shengyao may have already come to kill us!"

"That's not necessarily the case, I'm not trying to poison him.

All it takes is a large amount of illusion-creating drugs to allow Jiang Shengyao to enter the illusion for a short time.

It shouldn’t be a big problem for Uncle Ling, right?”

Ling Tianmiao's eyes lit up: "I haven't tried it, but there is a prescription, we can give it a try!"
Chapter completed!