"No."

"The most outstanding young disciple of the Guangming Holy Religion, he became the Grand Master at a young age and became the youngest elder. Later, he became famous in the battle of Great Guangming Peak."

"Well, no wonder you have such cultivation." A handsome middle-aged man took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a red pill and threw it to him: "Taking this will restore your meridians."

Zhao Po was startled.

He lowered his head and looked at the pill the size of a dragon's eye that he had received. He was dubious. Is this the legendary elixir for restoring meridians?

He looked up at the two of them.

"Can I still harm you?" Another handsome middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Besides, with your appearance now, how can I waste pills to harm you?"

"I wonder what kind of elixir this is?"

"Pulse Cleansing Pill."

"Pulse Cleansing Pill..." Zhao Po looked at the chest of the handsome middle-aged man and looked at the jade bottle.

"One is enough. If one is useless, even ten or eight are useless."

"I wonder if you can give me another one?" Zhao Po asked cautiously.

"Why do you need to do so much?" The handsome middle-aged man who presented the elixir said impatiently: "This elixir is precious. If the matter is not urgent..."

Zhao Po nodded slowly.

He turned his body with difficulty and came to Dong Gaohe.

Dong Gaohe looked at him blankly.

The two handsome middle-aged men also looked at him in confusion, wondering what he was going to do.

But Zhao Po suddenly stuffed the red pulse-cleansing pill into Dong Gaohe's mouth, then formed a crane's mouth with his fingers and pecked Dong Gaohe's shoulder hard.

The Pulse Cleansing Pill immediately penetrated into Dong Gaohe's throat, then flowed down into his stomach.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Dong Gaohe coughed violently, and then looked at Zhao Po in disbelief.

Zhao Po didn't look at him, but looked at the two handsome middle-aged men apologetically: "Nephew Dong, his meridians have also been destroyed."

"...Nothing!" The handsome middle-aged man had a gloomy face, took out the jade bottle from his arms, poured out a red pill, and threw it to him: "The last one, there will be no more!"

"Thank you, sir!" Zhao Po took it gratefully and put it into his mouth.

His face gradually darkened.

The handsome middle-aged man picked up Zhao Po's left wrist, put it in and checked it, frowned and said, "It doesn't work."

He shook his head: "As expected of the power of light, it is extremely difficult to deal with."

He turned to look at another handsome middle-aged man: "Brother, if the Pulse Cleansing Pill doesn't work, is it necessary to completely drive away the power of light? It's really troublesome."

This is how powerful the power of light is, it is endless and everywhere.

The two of them had been exorcised once before, but the holy power of light came back to life.

The two of them pressed Zhao Po and Dong Gaohe on each other and began to exorcise the power of light.

Fakong smiled at Xu Zhijian and said, "Brother Xu's bright heart is becoming more and more pure."

Xu Zhijian smiled lightly.
Chapter completed!