Super Alchemy King Reborn In City

Han Zhen hung up the phone with a calm expression.    

Even if Han Zhen didn't care, his cultivation progress was still affected by this call.    

Just now, Han Zhen was practicing "Primordial Divine Body" and had entered into a state of meditation. His cultivation speed was at least one-third of his usual speed.    

However, it was this phone call that caused Han Zhen to be forced out of his meditative state. Even Primordial Divine Body's cultivation had almost suffered a backlash.    

Han Zhen was even more dissatisfied with Gan Yufeng's words.    

pills s who extend their lives are the rarest pills. As a pills that could extend his life, how could it be easy to refine?    

Even if Han Zhen stepped into Building Foundation Period, it would still be very strenuous for him to refine it.    

Moreover, if he wanted Elder Ye to live longer, ordinary Vitality Pill would not be enough. Only top-grade Vitality Pill would have such an effect.    

If it wasn't because Han Zhen felt that he lacked Ye Muwan's karma, he wouldn't have agreed to this task, which had consumed a lot of time and energy.    

As for the solution Gan Yufeng asked for, it was even more impossible!    

Pill refining was originally different from the medicine in China and the entire world. How could it give a solution that others could understand and believe in?    

Han Zhen directly turned off his phone and continued to cultivate "Primordial Divine Body".    

It was a pity that it was difficult to enter a state of meditation.    

On the morning of the third day, Han Zhen was alarmed by the shouts coming from outside the villa.    

That voice sounded flustered and exasperated. Han Zhen's only thought was that he understood what was going on. After stopping the Nine Heavens Spiritual Concentration Formation, Han Zhen opened his phone and sure enough, there were a series of missed calls.    

Of course, there was also Ye Muwan's missed call.    

It was obvious that Ye Muwan had called several times, but had not been able to get through. However, Han Zhen saw that there was an unread text message. He took a look and it was the text message that Ye Muwan encouraged Han Zhen to go all out.    

Han Zhen smiled. Then, he heard a knock on the door outside the mansion.    

Outside the villa, a camouflage truck was parked, with a man and a woman in front of it.    

The man's body was well-built and his body was powerful. The muscles on his four limbs were filled with a terrifying explosive feeling. As for the short-haired woman, she was slim, but her heroic aura couldn't dissipate.    

The man knocked hard on the door a few times, then said to the woman: "Heh Ying, I wonder what Elder Ye likes this Han Zhen, he actually wants to recommend him to be our sharp sword's team leader! Although Faang Ziloong was a little bit like the second generation, he had been working hard for the past three years for the sake of being a sharp sword. He had paid a great price for this. But before they could turn positive, someone suddenly jumped out to pick peaches! This is really annoying! "    

Heh Ying chuckled, "Hsing Jinloong, I understand that you have a good relationship with Group Leader Fang. I am also very unsatisfied with others suddenly becoming the group leader of the sword, but, I heard that this Han Zhen, once saved Elder Ye's life! "It's probably because of this reason that Elder Ye recommended him!"    

Hsing Jinloong was even more dissatisfied, "Elder Ye can repay the gratitude, but he can't casually arrange someone else to come to the sword. A sharp sword was the weapon of a nation. It was not a place where trash could be casually stuffed. If this brat was a f * cker, then let alone fighting Faang Ziloong, I, Hsing Jinloong, would be the first one to refuse! "    

Heh Ying smiled slightly and said, "Don't be angry. This person is just a passerby. He can't possibly become the group leader of the Sharp Sword Sect."    

Hsing Jinloong obviously wasn't as relaxed as Heh Ying. "Then what if something happens?"    

"What if? "There's no chance!" Heh Ying looked relaxed, "If Faang Ziloong fails, there's still Ling Yonghao to hold the line. How can there be a chance!"