Enter the fairyland with the system!

Inside the Tushita Palace.

At this time, Zhuo Bufan was slowly retreating under the pressure of the man and the dog.

His face was ashen, he had no idea about this "bandit" who broke into the door without permission.

I thought it was another good business opportunity, but unexpectedly it turned out to be something unlucky.

However, although he was angry, he did not intend to confront him head-on.

After all, the person standing in front of him was the Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, whom he had heard of a lot.

In this heavenly court, it is considered to be a very good strength.

That Jiaomu Jiao is no match for it!

Unless he wants to be reborn again, it is better to mediate.

Why not first ask this kid what kind of elixir he wants?

By the way, let’s delay a little longer and see if there is any way to take down these two idiots!

Zhuo Bufan, who had already made plans, took a breath and concealed his panic.

"Ahem, ahem, Master Erlang, if you have something to say, please speak slowly!"

"Not to mention, Master didn't leave many pills. Even if I gave them all to you, there would still be a lot of useless and poisonous pills among them!"

"It's fine if it doesn't help, but it will make you sick!"

"Then I'm guilty!"

Yang Jian, who had originally had a defiant look on his face, couldn't help but gasp when he heard this.

He seemed to have thought of something and immediately frowned.

But after a moment of distraction, he regained his majestic appearance, waved the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, and tilted his head to test.

"Are you serious about the poison pill?"

Zhuo Bufan immediately nodded in affirmation.

But he was secretly speculating in his heart.

Yang Jian has a high level of cultivation, so naturally he is no match for him.

However, the other party seemed to be shaken just now, and was obviously afraid of the poison pill.

What's more important is that this old guy doesn't seem to understand much about alchemy.

In this case, a plan suddenly came to his mind.

Taking advantage of this situation, he tricked the other party into thinking that he needed to find some elixir.

Make some noise, and then take this guy down in the chaos!

But that Roaring Sky Dog is a bit troublesome...

Thinking of this, he suddenly saw the alchemy furnace beside him, and an idea flashed in his mind.

A small chuckle appeared on his face, and he rubbed his chin.

"I just don't know if this dog's nose is sharp!"

Just as he was reveling in his own wit, Yang Jian beside him became a little impatient.

He picked up the hilt of the knife in his hand and smashed it on the ground repeatedly.

Remind Zhuo Bufan to answer his own questions.

He bowed hastily to calm down Master Erlang, lest his plan fail and he be taken down by the other party out of anger and humiliation.

"Master Erlang, every word I say is true!"

"After all, the way of alchemy doesn't always guarantee the success of the elixir!"

"And Master packed away all the waste and poison pills that he had accumulated so that they wouldn't cause any harm!"

"So, if you need any medicine, I'll have to find it for you!"

When Yang Jian heard that he had to go find elixir, he couldn't help but frown.

He came to the Tushita Palace today to get some elixirs while no one was around.

If time passes, other priests might come as well.

But just as he was struggling, Zhuo Bufan beside him also noticed the situation, narrowed his eyes and continued speaking.

"Master Erlang, this poison pill is really no small matter!"

"Once swallowed, at best you'll suffer from elixir poison, and at worst your cultivation will be damaged!"

"There was a priest who came to ask for elixirs, but he accidentally took a poisonous pill and nearly died!"

Hearing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but smack his lips, and the worry in his eyes became even more intense.

Without waiting for him to say anything else, she immediately shook her hands impatiently.

"Okay, okay!"

"You, Daoist boy, please find me the Tianyuan Pills and pick the best ones!"

"Hurry up and find it for me!"

After saying that, he picked up the magic weapon and began to pay attention to the outside.

When Zhuo Bufan saw that the other party agreed and one part of his plan was completed, he immediately ran into the hall.

When he turned around, the man and the dog suddenly looked back.

"Also! Please don't give me a poison pill!"

He just ignored the words, waved his hand casually, and buried himself in the boxes and cabinets.

He has no intention of looking for Tianyuan Dan!

The most important thing now is to find the package left by the master in my memory!

"But isn't this Tianyuan Pill used to treat malaria?"

"Isn't this young man full of energy?"

"What do you want this for?"

But this thought only flashed through his mind, and he shrugged his shoulders and stopped thinking about it.

After all, since Yang Jian just wants to get something for free, then naturally he won’t get any good results!

As he made up his mind, he took out a package wrapped in oil paper with his right hand.

On top of the package was a piece of red paper with three firm words written on it.

Stinky elm grass.

"This is it!"

After seeing the package, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said.

He thought that Taishang Laojun had already dealt with this thing and was worried.

Yang Jian seemed to have noticed what he was holding, and immediately shouted loudly.

"Have you found the Tianyuan Pill?"

"Hurry up!"

When he heard the urgency from behind, he responded immediately.

At the same time, he casually picked up a small porcelain bottle, took off the red paper with words written on it, pretending it was Tianyuan Dan, and then immediately walked back.

When passing by the alchemy furnace, he took the opportunity when Yang Jian was looking outside and threw the bag of stinking wu grass directly into it.

"Master Erlang, I got the stuff!"

"But, can you come to my furnace?"

"I have something here that I need your help to get!"

Hearing this, Erlang Shen, who was already eager to get the elixir, didn't bother to complain about other things.

He immediately led Xiaotian Dog towards the alchemy furnace.

As the man and the dog approached, Zhuo Bufan began to count silently.

"Three...two...one!"

Just as Yang Jian approached and was about to ask him what he needed, the alchemy furnace next to him suddenly shook.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang and the furnace cover flew up.

The surging black smoke rushed directly towards Yang Jian and Xiaotian Dog.

The moment the black smoke appeared, a foul odor also appeared.

When the other person smelled the smell, he felt a sour throat and felt like he was about to vomit at any time.

While secretly sighing that he had fallen into a trap, he suddenly remembered something and clasped his hands together to block his breathing.

Then, he suddenly looked at the Sky-Howling Dog next to him, and found that his former companion had already foamed at the mouth because of the stench!

This guy? !

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian gritted his teeth and picked up the three-pointed, double-edged sword.

Prepare to find that hateful Taoist boy immediately and teach him a lesson.

But at this moment, an anxious voice suddenly appeared.

"Master, you are finally back!"

This voice! It's that Taoist boy!

Could it be that Taishang Laojun has returned?

Thinking of this, he immediately turned around and looked outside, but the next second, a gust of wind suddenly came from the back of his head.

A small gilded tripod hit him directly on the back of the head, knocking him down!

The black fog appeared violently and dissipated quickly.

After a while, the scene in the hall gradually became clear. Zhuo Bufan, holding a small gilded tripod, stood in front of Yang Jian with a wry smile on his face.

"Fortunately, I'm smart, otherwise I would have been taken advantage of by you guys today!"

After saying that, he took off the clip on the tip of his nose and crossed his hands in front of his chest.