As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

"Fortunately, once you enter the Void Spirit Cave, you won't completely lose contact with the outside world."

"Otherwise, sooner or later, someone will notice something is wrong."

Fang Han stared at the stone door of the lounge with deep eyes. At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in." Fang Han whispered the word "come in", and the stone door opened automatically.

As the stone door of the lounge opened, Shangguan Yun's figure standing behind the stone door appeared in front of Fang Han.

"Sir, there are disciples from the Blood Pill Palace asking to see you outside the cave." Shangguan Yun quickly walked up to Fang Han and said with a slight smile.

"Oh, did he ever say what he wanted from me?" Fang Han looked at Shangguan Yun in confusion.

Shangguan Yun lightly wiped his red lips and said: "Sir, he seems to have asked you to go to the Blood Pill Hall to complete the sect's task of refining five furnaces of pills every month."

After listening to what Shangguan Yun said, Fang Han finally remembered that the deacon serving in the Blood Pill Hall really had to refine five furnaces of pills every month.

"Okay, I understand, you go down first." Fang Han waved his hand to Shangguan Yun, then stood up and walked out of the cave.

"Disciple, Tian Youfeng pays homage to Uncle Fang." Seeing Fang Han's figure appearing, pacing back and forth outside his cave, a monk dressed in the robe of a disciple of the Blood Pill Palace immediately stepped forward to salute with clasped fists respectfully.

"It turns out to be Master Tian." Fang Han just raised his eyes and recognized that the person saluting him was Tian Youfeng from the Blood Pill Palace.

Tian Youfeng looked around and saw that no one was approaching, then he said quietly and mysteriously: "Senior Brother Fang, the disciple who offended you has been skinned by the people from the Law Enforcement Hall arranged by my nephew.

Now I'm in the Blood Pill Palace, waiting for you to come over and let me go. "

Fang Han nodded with satisfaction, "You have done a good job, nephew Tian. Walk up to Lingzhou and go to the Blood Pill Hall." After saying that, he patted the storage bag and took out the Zhuyunzhou.

Seeing the high-grade spiritual weapon Zhuyunzhou, Tian Youfeng's eyes lit up and said, "Uncle Fang, as ordered." After reacting, Tian Youfeng handed over to Fang Han Yi again, and then cautiously stepped onto the Zhuyunzhou.

As if he was afraid of getting Zhuyunzhou dirty, Tian Youfeng used several more dust removal techniques on his body.

In less than twenty breaths, Fang and Han arrived at the Blood Pill Palace, jumped off the Zhuyun Boat and took back the storage bag. Under the awed eyes of many Qi Refining Stage disciples, he walked proudly into the Blood Pill Palace.

Deacon surnamed Huang, who was patrolling the Blood Pill Hall, saw Fang Han entering the Blood Pill Hall, and stepped forward with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, you must be the new fourth deacon of the Blood Pill Hall, Junior Brother Fang Hanfang!"

Seeing Fang Han's confusion, the deacon named Huang Lianguang immediately explained to him with a smile:

"Junior Brother Fang, I am Huang Lianguang, the third deacon of the Blood Pill Hall."

"It turns out that Senior Brother Huang was disrespectful and disrespectful." Fang Han learned that the foundation-building monk in front of him was one of the deacons of the Blood Pill Hall, and he also bowed to him.

"I heard that Junior Brother Fang is going to refine the elixir. I wonder if Senior Brother can watch from the sidelines?"

"Senior Brother Huang, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. Junior Brother hates having people around when refining elixirs!"

"In this case, senior brother, I will not disturb junior brother Fang's alchemy. Please forgive me for my rudeness."

Seeing Fang Han's decisive refusal, Huang Lianguang did not continue to force him. He nodded lightly to him and walked away.

"Old man, don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Fang Han cast a vague glance at Huang Lianguang's leaving figure, with a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Tian Youfeng stood aside with his head lowered, pretending that he couldn't see or hear anything. He was obviously an old man who didn't dare to offend either party.

Fang Han curled his lips in a funny way, "Okay, don't pretend to be stupid. Huang Lianguang has gone away. Now go and bring Liu Mushui over to me."

Hearing this, Tian Youfeng scratched his head in embarrassment, "Hehehe, Master Fang, Qi refining disciples like us, have to pretend to be stupid if we want to live a long time. Please don't blame Master Fang."

After saying that, Tian Youfeng walked towards a cubicle not far away that was guarded by two guards. He didn't know what he said to the guards.

After a while, the guard opened the door and took out a skinned man.

Tian Youfeng was disgusted and took over the skinned man carried by the guard, and then ran back to Fang Han in a daze.

"Uncle Fang, this is Liu Mushui. Please tell me what to do."

Fang Han did not answer Tian Youfeng, but his eyes fell on Liu Mushui, who was thrown to the floor like a bloody man.

"The punishment in the Law Enforcement Palace is really good. It actually takes good care of Junior Liu Mushui."

The bloody man who was curled up on the ground trembled after hearing Fang Han's words. His mouth covered with black blood scabs kept squirming and uttered waves of unclear words.

"Fang, Han, I, I,"

Fang Han had a gentle face and stepped on Liu Mushui's mouth with his foot, "Oh, Senior Nephew Liu, don't thank me for taking care of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved the Ten Thousand Soul Flag in Liu Mushui's eyes.

"Master Nephew Liu, Master Uncle's Ten Thousand Soul Banner spiritual weapon contains an environment suitable for your cultivation."

"Just go inside and practice hard, Jie Jie Jie!"

At this time, Tian Youfeng looked at Fang Han with only fear in his eyes, and secretly swore to himself:

"From now on, no one can offend Uncle Fang. He is a living king of hell."

Liu Mushui, a bloody man on the ground, seemed to have heard what Fang Han said. His pupils suddenly tightened when he looked at the black flag in his hand that exuded a deathly aura.

"No, no, no, don't!"

When people reach the limit of fear, they will be stimulated to have extraordinary potential. This is the case with Liu Mushui now.

I saw the bloody man Liu Mushui's body quickly squirming in the opposite direction to where Fang Han was, as if he could escape from Fang Han's clutches.

But the reality is cruel. Fang Han shook the Ten Thousand Souls Banner like a cat playing with a mouse, and then a ruffian chain shot out from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

In an instant, Liu Mushui's body, which was still squirming in the distance, was shaken, and he fell to the ground with a soft sound.

Seeing this, Fang Han took back the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in a bored manner, and then said lightly: "Master Tian, ​​you don't need me to say any more about what you should do!"

"Uncle Fang, don't worry, my nephew will take care of this immediately."

Tian Youfeng was very smart and immediately understood what Fang Han meant. He cupped his fists towards Liu Mushui's body and dragged it out of the Blood Pill Hall.

After dealing with Liu Mushui's matter, Fang Han felt relieved both physically and mentally. Just like that, he hummed a little tune and walked towards the alchemy room deep in the Blood Pill Palace.

"Master Deacon, you can go to any alchemy room here to make alchemy."

Arriving at the alchemy room of the Blood Pill Palace, a disciple on duty who was sitting bored behind the table saw a Foundation Establishment cultivator coming, and a bright smile appeared on his face as if his face changed.

"Well, I'm going to refine five furnaces of spirit-gathering pills. Now you can bring the spirit grass."

Fang Han directly reached out and asked the disciple on duty for the spiritual herbs for refining the elixir. He had no intention of talking nonsense with him.

"Master Deacon, this is ten portions of the spiritual grass used to refine the Spirit Gathering Pill."

When the disciple on duty learned that Fang Han was going to refine the Spirit Gathering Pill, he smiled and took out a storage bag from the compartment inside the table and handed it to Fang Han with a flattering expression.