At this time, Chen Ping, full of scars, galloped towards the Medicine God Valley...

If Xuanyuanyan was alone, Chen Ping wouldn't be so embarrassed.

Chen Ping's feet condensed spiritual power, and it took only half a day to arrive at Yaoshen Valley.

The disciples of Taniguchi saw Chen Ping's embarrassed appearance, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and some people rushed to report to Xu Changsheng.

Soon, Xu Changsheng hurried over with several elders, and Xiaolan was among them.

When they saw Chen Ping's wounded appearance, they were all shocked.

"Chen Ping, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaolan stepped forward and asked with a distressed face.

"It's a long story, I'll tell you later!" After Chen Ping finished speaking, he looked at Xu Changsheng: "Elder Xu, you are now preparing the medicinal materials you need for Huitian Pill. I want to refine Huitian Pill."

"Gu master, you are now......"

"Come on, don't worry about me, I'll be fine for a while by myself!"

Chen Ping urged Xu Changsheng.

Xu Changsheng went to prepare the medicinal materials, while Chen Ping was helped by Xiaolan into Yaoshen Valley.

In the room, Chen Ping adjusted his health and slowly recovered from his injuries. The Heart Concentration Art was running rapidly, desperately absorbing the surrounding aura, and even some of the aura in Longjing that had just recovered was absorbed in the past.

However, these auras are not enough to restore Chen Ping to his peak state. With his current strength, Chen Ping can't practice the Heaven-returning Pill.

Slowly opening his eyes, he found that it was already dark outside, and Chen Ping could no longer see any injuries, but his body was still a little weak and he had not fully recovered.

Chen Ping walked to the Temple of Medicine and found that there was no one in it. It was estimated that he had gone to prepare the medicinal materials, and the Shennong Ding stood quietly in the center of the hall.

Gently stroking the Shennong Ding, Chen Ping probed a wisp of divine consciousness into the Shennong Ding. Soon, Chen Ping felt a simple and fresh breath, which made Chen Ping very comfortable.

This kind of aura that seems to be aura but not aura actually made Chen Ping's weak body recover quickly.

"Is there any mystery in this cauldron?"

Chen Ping felt the breath and was very surprised.

Since Chen Ping got the Shennong Ding, he has never carefully explored it, but he has only used this Shennong Ding to refine several medicinal pills.

Looking at the Shennong Ding in front of him, Chen Ping suddenly jumped and jumped directly into the Ding.

Chen Ping saw in the tripod that there was a line of small characters on the inner wall.

"The male tiger roars in the mountains, the female dragon sings on the seabed. Yurui is sprayed from the door, and the Kanhu vomits gold and silver. The top string is eight taels of gold, and the bottom string is half a catty of water."

After Chen Ping finished reading, just when he was thinking about what it meant, a dazzling light instantly emitted from the copper tripod, and a breath instantly wrapped Chen Ping in it, causing Chen Ping to faint.

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Chen Ping's body seemed to be slashed by a sharp weapon, but he didn't feel it at all.

At this moment, Chen Ping seemed to be in the sea of ??that kind of breath, his body thirsty absorbing the surrounding breath.

Curled up, Chen Ping showed a satisfied smile on his face. At this time, he seemed to be in a dream, but he found that the dream was so real.

But then, the sea in front of him disappeared, replaced by a raging sea of ??fire.

The heat of the flame made Chen Ping feel unbearable pain all over his body. He desperately wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't escape at all.

He wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound.

The hot flames kept burning Chen Ping, the skin on Chen Ping began to fall off layer by layer, and then grew layer by layer.

In the end, the intense pain caused Chen Ping to lose consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Ping was woken up by a soft shout.

"Chen Ping, Chen Ping, why did you sleep here?"

Xiaolan looked at Chen Ping, who was curled up in the Shennong Ding, and kept shouting. JrNovels.com