Chapter: 822
Song Siming took it directly and finished it in two gulps.
Lin Dong took the empty bowl and turned back to the house, tidy up the medicinal materials, he is leaving too, tomorrow is the last day.
After the task is completed, he can continue his great business of spending money, although he has broken through the god list and become a guardian.
However, the system marked that the physique was only at the first level of the god level, and there were still many levels to be improved. According to past experience, each level of improvement required 1,000 divine points.
The mental power has not yet broken through, and the required Shenhao point is still far behind.
After Song Siming finished drinking the medicine, he sat on the rattan chair in the courtyard, quietly experiencing the changes in his body, and felt that his body was getting better and better.
Medication every time! ! !
He can feel the miracle of this medicine.
A few minutes later, the door opened again, and Song Jia came in first, followed by Murong Qingge, Wen Ruyu, and Dongfang Ye.
The two elders of Kunlun were waiting outside.
Song Jia brought Murong Qingge and the others into the courtyard, watching Song Siming resting his eyes on the wicker chair, Song Jia didn't bother, turned around and made a booing gesture to Murong Qingge and the three, and then waited quietly with.
She knew that her great-grandfather had just taken the medicinal materials boiled by Lin Dong, and it would take some time.
The three of Murong Qingge looked at the old man sitting on the wicker chair, and they also felt great respect in their hearts.
This old man has too many legends, even though they are hidden in Kunlun, they often hear it from the master.
This is a character that even the head of Kunlun, Yang Chenzi, is ashamed of, and he is the only person that the head of Kunlun admires.
When they left the mountain, the leader Yang Chenzi handed them a letter and asked them to deliver the letter to Song Siming, the head of Huaxia.
A few minutes later, Song Siming opened his eyes.
When he took the medicine for the first time, because his body was decayed, it took him a full hour to absorb the power of the medicine. Later, as his body got better and better, the speed of absorbing the power of the medicine became faster and faster.
Now it can be absorbed in more than ten minutes.
Song Siming looked at Murong Qingge and the others.
As expected of being a descendant of Kunlun, Yang Chenzi still has a few brushes.
All three can be said to be very good.
Of course, it also depends on who you compare with. If you compare with other young people, you will definitely be at the top of the small group of people.
But if you compare it with Lin Dong, an evildoer, then there is no comparison. It is not at the same level at all. Lin Dong's stage is no longer on the young generation. A lifetime of contending for supremacy.
Song Siming no longer regards Lin Dong as a young man in his heart.
"Are you from Kunlun?" Song Siming asked.
"Yes!!! Mister Song!!!"
The three of them responded respectfully at the same time.
"Wen Ruyu, the 23rd generation disciple of Kunlun! I have met Mr. Song! My tutor is Yang Chenzi, the master of Kunlun!" Wen Ruyu introduced himself with bows and cupped fists.
"Dongfang Ye, the 23rd generation disciple of Kunlun! I have met Mr. Song! My grandfather, Kunlun Great Elder Dongfang Xiao." Dongfang Ye introduced himself with his hands clasped in fists. JrNovels.com
Lin Dong took the empty bowl and turned back to the house, tidy up the medicinal materials, he is leaving too, tomorrow is the last day.
After the task is completed, he can continue his great business of spending money, although he has broken through the god list and become a guardian.
However, the system marked that the physique was only at the first level of the god level, and there were still many levels to be improved. According to past experience, each level of improvement required 1,000 divine points.
The mental power has not yet broken through, and the required Shenhao point is still far behind.
After Song Siming finished drinking the medicine, he sat on the rattan chair in the courtyard, quietly experiencing the changes in his body, and felt that his body was getting better and better.
Medication every time! ! !
He can feel the miracle of this medicine.
A few minutes later, the door opened again, and Song Jia came in first, followed by Murong Qingge, Wen Ruyu, and Dongfang Ye.
The two elders of Kunlun were waiting outside.
Song Jia brought Murong Qingge and the others into the courtyard, watching Song Siming resting his eyes on the wicker chair, Song Jia didn't bother, turned around and made a booing gesture to Murong Qingge and the three, and then waited quietly with.
She knew that her great-grandfather had just taken the medicinal materials boiled by Lin Dong, and it would take some time.
The three of Murong Qingge looked at the old man sitting on the wicker chair, and they also felt great respect in their hearts.
This old man has too many legends, even though they are hidden in Kunlun, they often hear it from the master.
This is a character that even the head of Kunlun, Yang Chenzi, is ashamed of, and he is the only person that the head of Kunlun admires.
When they left the mountain, the leader Yang Chenzi handed them a letter and asked them to deliver the letter to Song Siming, the head of Huaxia.
A few minutes later, Song Siming opened his eyes.
When he took the medicine for the first time, because his body was decayed, it took him a full hour to absorb the power of the medicine. Later, as his body got better and better, the speed of absorbing the power of the medicine became faster and faster.
Now it can be absorbed in more than ten minutes.
Song Siming looked at Murong Qingge and the others.
As expected of being a descendant of Kunlun, Yang Chenzi still has a few brushes.
All three can be said to be very good.
Of course, it also depends on who you compare with. If you compare with other young people, you will definitely be at the top of the small group of people.
But if you compare it with Lin Dong, an evildoer, then there is no comparison. It is not at the same level at all. Lin Dong's stage is no longer on the young generation. A lifetime of contending for supremacy.
Song Siming no longer regards Lin Dong as a young man in his heart.
"Are you from Kunlun?" Song Siming asked.
"Yes!!! Mister Song!!!"
The three of them responded respectfully at the same time.
"Wen Ruyu, the 23rd generation disciple of Kunlun! I have met Mr. Song! My tutor is Yang Chenzi, the master of Kunlun!" Wen Ruyu introduced himself with bows and cupped fists.
"Dongfang Ye, the 23rd generation disciple of Kunlun! I have met Mr. Song! My grandfather, Kunlun Great Elder Dongfang Xiao." Dongfang Ye introduced himself with his hands clasped in fists. JrNovels.com
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