Destroy my Dantian and take away my holy body? I'll kill you all over the house

The miraculous scene happened again.

Under the gaze of everyone in Tianlei Pavilion, Xuanyuan Chun, who was lying on the couch, was constantly leaking black liquid from his nose, like ink.

Although Xuanyuan Changqing heard Yun Qian's explanation first, he was still anxious: "Qian Yun, Chun'er, he..."

"The black ones are toxins, don't worry!" Yun Qian looked calmly.

Sure enough, after a quarter of an hour, the black poison on Xuanyuan Chun's nose stopped leaking out.

After Nie Fuling wiped it off with a handkerchief, Xuanyuan Chun's intact nose could be seen, suddenly restored to its original state.

No, it's not just back to normal, the tip of my nose has become whiter.

Yun Qian reminded: "The nose meat has just grown out, and the skin color is still a little white. It will be completely back to normal in a few days, so don't worry!"

Xuanyuan Changqing nodded: "Okay, Chun'er is fine now, so I won't mention this matter."

Yun Qian packed her bags without saying a word, not wanting to stay with Nie Fuling, Xuanyuan Chun and others for a moment.

Originally, saving Xuanyuan Chun, her enemy, went against her idea.

If Xuanyuan Changqing hadn't been here, Yun Qian would have killed Xuanyuan Chun and Nie Fuling a thousand times or ten thousand times.

But just taking revenge like this is too cheap for this couple. What she wants is for the entire Nie family and the entire Tianlei Pavilion to be destroyed.

"Qian Yun, you haven't joined any sect yet, have you?" Xuanyuan Changqing's voice sounded behind his head: "This is my inner disciple token of Tianlei Pavilion. From today on, you will officially become a disciple of Tianlei Pavilion!"

He took out a silver waist badge from his sleeve and threw it towards Yun Qian.

Yun Qian looked noncommittal, grabbed the token, and then threw it back towards Xuanyuan Changqing.

"Master, this guy doesn't know what's good or bad. If he fails to live up to your good intentions, just let him go. He is not worthy of becoming a disciple of Tianlei Pavilion."

Nie Fuling protested with a dissatisfied look on her face.

When Xuanyuan Changqing saw Yun Qian throwing the waist card back, he ignored Nie Fuling's incompetent barking, and his tone became domineering and arrogant: "Qian Yun, you have to take this waist card even if you don't want it, otherwise it will be difficult for you to walk out of this room today! "

His voice suddenly became louder, and the air seemed to freeze.

A wind blade has already touched the back of Yun Qian's heart. As long as Yun Qian takes a step forward, the sword will pierce his heart.

"Senior, I didn't say that I didn't want to become a disciple of Tianlei Pavilion." Yun Qian turned around and looked at Xuanyuan Changqing with innocent eyes: "Junior, I have important things to attend to. You will keep your waist badge for one month. Afterwards, this junior will definitely go to Xuanxiao Mountain to participate in the disciple selection of Tianlei Pavilion!"

She took out a bottle of elixir, handed it to Xuanyuan Changqing, and said respectfully: "Senior, this is a bottle of 95% Phoenix Blood elixir. I would like to thank you for your kindness. Please accept it!"

A man is capable of bending and stretching. At this moment, Yun Qian is the young "Qian Yun", and she still understands the principle that a good man will not suffer the loss in front of him.

Xuanyuan Changqing first looked at Yun Qian and confirmed that Yun Qian's attitude was sincere. He was overjoyed for a moment and quickly took the medicine bottle and laughed: "Okay, okay, young people who know how to be grateful will definitely have a bright future."

He said half-jokingly: "In the sect selection in one month, I will not be able to see you because I will personally take you to Xuanxiao Mountain."

Yun Qian broke into a cold sweat after hearing this.

Xuanyuan Changqing's tone was casual yet threatening.

With Xuanyuan Changqing's Yuan Ying stage strength, Yun Qian could not escape his clutches no matter where he was in the Phantom Continent.

"Okay, disciple, please leave first!"

Yun Qian left the Huichun Inn in fear, and only dared to take a deep breath when she got downstairs.

Tianlei Pavilion is the head of the five major sects of Yuexun Kingdom, and Xuanyuan Changqing is the first-class master of Phantom Continent. That kind of pressure is a nightmare for Yun Qian.

However, entering Tianlei Pavilion was also part of Yun Qian's plan.

First destroy the Nie family, and then seize the Tianlei Pavilion.

She wanted to make Nie Fuling and Xuanyuan Chun miserable.

What Yun Qian said at Huichun Inn was not entirely expedient.

She did have to deal with an important matter, which was to seek revenge against the Nie family.

*

The capital of Yuexun Kingdom is Haoyue City.

A new drug store opened near Nanchengkou called Shangpinxuan.

At this time, the lights were still on in the courtyard.

"Laoqu, what's going on at the Nie family?"

"Still constantly refining elixirs, waiting for the official issuance of elixir currency, disrupting the market, and turning waste into treasure!"

"Hmph, that old guy Nie Gaoxuan is still so greedy."

"Boss Yun, what should we do?"

Qu Bo seemed to have become a loyal servant, looking at Yun Qian with loyal eyes.

Since the death of King Yao Zhenshu, Qu Bo vowed to repay Yun Qian, especially when Yun Qian won the title of the leader of the alchemist conference, which turned Qu Bo from repaying gratitude to worshiping him.

Yun Qian twirled the tea cup and brought it to her mouth: "Release the news about the quality of the elixir currency."

Qu Bo slapped the coffee table and exclaimed: "In this way, all the elixirs that the Nie family refined day and night have been scrapped and stored in the mansion. Only they can eat them themselves."

The elixir currency of the Alchemist Association was refined by Yun Qian himself.

The fineness specification of the elixir currency is 95%.

However, the inferior elixirs that the Nie family and other merchants refined day and night were all in vain.

If you can't sell it, and you don't need money to make it, you can only throw it into your own hands, and it's worthless.

The medicinal materials, manpower, and financial resources consumed in refining the elixir are enough to severely damage the Nie family's vitality.

In today's world, except for Yun Qian, there is almost no one else who can refine 95% of high-quality elixirs.

Yun Qian sneered: "This is not enough. The Nie family is rich and powerful. These inferior pills only broke an arm. If you want the Nie family to be completely destroyed, you need to add more fire."

"By the way, Boss Yun!" Qu Bo paused and suddenly remembered something: "Ten days later, there will be a grand auction house at Feilong Auction House. You may be able to make a fuss about it!"

Yun Qian's bright eyes rolled, and after thinking for a moment, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The auction house is such a great place.

She gave some instructions in Qu Bo's ear. Qu Bo's eyes were full of doubts at first, and then gradually the clouds cleared and the moon appeared, and he suddenly became enlightened.

The next day, there was shocking news on the streets of Haoyue City, which spread widely.

"The specifications of the elixir currency have been exposed. The fineness of the elixir currency is 95%."

"Ninety-five percent quality? In other words, there are no side effects, no attenuation, and full potency. Even the emperor's tribute is not as good as this, right?"

"It is said that it was refined by Qian Yun, the leader of the Alchemist Conference. Even if it is a low-grade elixir, its efficacy is no less than that of a medium-grade elixir of lower quality."

"Isn't it true that no one can imitate the 95% elixir?"

"It's great. I finally don't have to carry bulky spiritual stones with me. The elixirs are edible and can be used, which is very convenient. However, how to distinguish the authenticity is a big problem."

"We don't need to worry about these things. The emperor and the Alchemist Association will take care of it. We should quickly exchange the spirit stones into alchemy coins. That's the top priority!"

A luxury car stopped on the roadside. Wu Hongying opened the car curtain and saw that the walls in the street were covered with writing.

It said: Pill currency, refined by Qian Yun, with a specification of 95%.

The signature is: Elder of the Alchemist Association.

Wu Hongying raised his eyebrows and smiled: "That girl Yun Qian really won't let the Nie family live!"