Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

The healing pill that Yan Su handed over was also of immortal grade.

Fu Sheng originally thought that there would be only one at most, but after opening the bottle of pills, he found that there were nearly ten!

"Where do so many come from?" Fu Sheng asked in surprise.

"Master Wu Yu gave it to me." Yan Su said.

Before entering the Thousand Machines Tower, Master Wu Yu asked Feng Yunqing to give Yan Su a soul storage bag, which contained many things, one of which was a healing pill.

Hearing this, Fu Sheng's surprise dissipated a little, "No wonder."

She said that although Feng Yunqing felt sorry for Yan Su, he was not very rich. It was painful enough for him to take out one immortal-level healing pill, so how could he possibly give him ten at once!

"Master Wu Yu is so good to you." Fu Sheng said.

Although Master Wu Yu is an alchemist and has no shortage of elixirs, it is not easy to refine ten immortal-level healing pills.

In this world, probably only Yan Su would be given so generously.

"Yeah." Yan Su responded.

Although this kindness was related to his mother, it is undeniable that both Master Wu Yu and Feng Yunqing were genuine in their kindness to him.

Fu Sheng first took out an immortal-level healing pill and fed it to Lan Huaixi, then took out another one and handed it to Yan Su: "Take one too."

When her mental strength is restored, there will be plenty of immortal-level healing pills. Yan Su was also seriously injured in the thunder tribulation before, so there is no need to save on such things.

"Okay." Yan Su also understood this truth. Hearing this, he did not refuse. He took one and swallowed it. Then he said, "You eat it too."

"I don't need it." Fu Sheng waved his hand, "I'm not injured."

The healing pills were of no use in repairing the damage done to her painting spirit.

"Shoulders." Yan Su said.

"Shoulder?" Fu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that Yan Su was talking about the palm he hit her shoulder when he was not conscious at the beginning.

Fu Sheng originally wanted to say that his palm did not contain spiritual power, so it would be fine if it hit the shoulder, but thinking of Yan Su's personality, he changed his words: "Okay, I'll take one too."

It's swollen after all, right? Eating one will make Yan Su feel relieved.

Just like that, three immortal-level healing pills, which were extremely rare and regarded as treasures in the eyes of outsiders, were used up at once, and one of the people who took them just had a slightly red and swollen shoulder.

Within one day, Fu Sheng took two immortal-level healing pills.

The last pill I took was given to me by Jun Wuchi to heal the injury on my right hand.

Fu Sheng felt that in the entire world of immortal cultivation, there was probably no one more extravagant than himself.

After taking the immortal-level healing pill, a warm current surged through his body, and Fu Sheng felt that the pain in his sea of ​​consciousness caused by the mental burden was also relieved.

Fu Sheng thought to herself that when she had enough mental strength in the future, she would definitely draw some more immortal-level healing pills. Eating these pills whenever she wanted was good for her health.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?" Seeing that Lan Huaixi still showed no signs of waking up after taking the healing pill, Fu Sheng couldn't help but ask, "What happened to your palm? Why did it suddenly become so powerful?"

I remember when Lan Huaixi was injured by Jun Wuchi’s Hunyuan Pearl and was dying, she was immediately brought back to life by an immortal-level healing pill.

But this time, even after taking the immortal-level healing pill for quite some time, Lan Huaixi still showed no signs of waking up.

Fu Sheng didn't know any medicine, so after feeling Lan Huaixi's pulse, he felt that Lan Huaixi's condition seemed to be better than before.

But Fu Sheng didn't know when he would wake up.

"I was being controlled at the time, and the ability that was injected into that palm was not my ability." When mentioning this, Yan Su's expression was a little cold.

If it wasn’t for Lan Huaixi, this palm would have landed on Fu Sheng.

When Yan Su thought about what would happen to him if it was Fu Sheng who received this palm strike, he couldn't even imagine what would happen to him.

"It was the man in white robes." Fu Sheng said angrily, "There is a white particle in your chest, it must have been done by the man in white robes, and that palm should have been injected by him."

"Yeah." Yan Su responded, his eyes were deep and bottomless, "That person's ability is very unusual... Who is he?"

This question has actually been bothering Yan Su for a long time.

If this person had always existed and was so powerful, he should not have never heard of him in his previous life.

It was as if it suddenly appeared only in this life.

Just like Fu Sheng, it came suddenly.

"..." Fu Sheng didn't reply when he heard Yan Su talking about the man in white robe.

He is most likely the original author, and the world in this book is similar to the way of heaven.

Strong for sure.

But Fu Sheng naturally didn't dare to say this. Seeing Yan Su deep in thought, Fu Sheng was afraid that he would really figure something out, so he changed the subject and asked, "By the way, how did you get tricked?"

No matter how powerful the man in white robe is, it should be difficult for Yan Su to fall into his trap given his cautious nature.

Moreover, the white piece was right on Yan Su's chest, so how to put it in was a problem.

After he asked the question, Yan Su looked at him calmly. Fu Sheng felt a little uneasy for no reason. He felt that Yan Su seemed to have seen through his attempt to change the subject.

Fortunately, Yan Su didn't stare at him for too long, and replied, "I got hit in the Heart Demon Realm."

"Ah? You were attacked in the inner demon realm?" Fu Sheng looked surprised.

She suddenly remembered what the spirit had said before, that Yan Su had fallen into a state of inner demons.

"When did you enter the realm of inner demons?" Fu Sheng asked.

She had a lot of questions she wanted to ask, and now that Lan Huaixi was unconscious and there was no one around, she could finally ask them.

"I just entered the tomb of the gods."

"I entered it just after entering the God's Tomb?" Fu Sheng widened his eyes and turned into a parrot.

"Well, after I entered the God's Tomb, I landed on Shenmeng Mountain. When I opened my eyes, I was already in the Heart Demon Realm." Yan Su said.

Fu Sheng's mouth opened wide when he heard this.

She thought it was unlucky enough that she fell into the ghost leaf forest as soon as she opened her eyes, but she didn't expect that Yan Su would be in the inner demon realm as soon as he opened his eyes.

Isn't this the beginning of hell?

No wonder she hadn't seen Yan Su for so many days. It turned out that he had ended up here as soon as he came in.

"Then when did you figure it out?" Fu Sheng asked.

"I didn't break out." Yan Su gave an answer that Fu Sheng didn't expect, "Before I woke up just now, I had never really broken out of the inner demon realm."

Fu Sheng was shocked. She thought of what Qiqi said at the time, that Yan Su's condition was like he was trapped in an illusion.

At that time, I was wondering whether Yan Su had not been able to get through the realm of inner demons.

"That shouldn't be the case. If you haven't broken out of the Inner Demon Realm, why can I see you? Isn't the Inner Demon Realm entered by one's body?" Fu Sheng asked.

"It must be the man in white robes. He entered my illusion, fused the chess piece into my body, and then pulled my body out of the illusion."

Yan Su's tone was very calm, and his expression was even calmer than Fu Sheng, the listener, "If he wants to use me to deal with you, he must pull me out of the inner demon realm."