Chapter 203 Dragon Blood Intermittent Pill

Listening to Jiang Tao's heart-rending voice, Cheng Feng felt like his heart was being cut by a knife.

"Senior Brother Jiang, you have not become disabled."

Cheng Feng said loudly: "You only have broken legs. You only need to make a furnace of third-grade bone-tempering pills and a second-grade bone-tempering powder. Take the pills internally and apply the bone-tempering powder externally. In less than half a month, you can It will be back to normal.”

"Junior Brother Cheng, it's useless. My knees were completely shattered. This is ten times more difficult than treating bone injuries." Jiang Tao said desperately.

"Senior Brother Jiang, don't be discouraged in a hurry. I have a four-star alchemist beside me. She will definitely be able to cure your legs."

With that said, Cheng Feng looked at Ironwood Phoenix.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Cheng Feng looked at Ironwood Phoenix and made him tremble all over.

"Let me ask you, after a person's legs and knees are smashed, is there any hope of recovery?"

"What's so difficult about this? Just one fourth-grade elixir, 'Dragon's Blood Intermittent Pill', can restore you to your original state."

"Dragon Blood Intermittent Pill? Can you refine it?" Cheng Feng asked.

"Dragon Blood Intermittent Pill is the topmost among the fourth-grade pills. Although I am a four-star alchemy master, I have little hope of refining it."

At this point, Ironwood Phoenix's tone changed and he said: "Moreover, even if I can practice it, why should I refine it?"

"Do you want to take back your pair of leggings made of the bark of the Ironwood Divine Tree?"

Cheng Feng said directly: "If you refine a furnace of dragon blood intermittent pills for me, I will return the pair of leggings to you!"

Although Ironwood Phoenix's pair of protective gear was exquisitely crafted and valuable, it was nothing compared to curing Jiang Tao's leg injury.

Because in Cheng Feng's heart, friends are not comparable to weapons!

"Is this true?" Tiemu Phoenix asked in surprise.

"really!"

"Okay, I can refine a furnace of dragon blood intermittent elixir for you, but you need to collect the main ingredients for the elixir yourself."

"What kind of main materials are needed to refine the Dragon Blood Intermittent Pill?" Cheng Feng asked.

"I have all the other materials, but I'm just missing a drop of dragon's blood."

"Dragon blood? Are you kidding me?" Cheng Feng almost went crazy.

You know, dragons are terrifying beings in rumors. They can move clouds and cause rain. They are extremely powerful.

Even if a super strong person in the heavenly realm or even a 'saint' takes action, he may not be able to defeat the opponent.

How can Cheng Feng get dragon blood?

"The dragon blood I'm talking about is not the blood of a true dragon. It can be any dragon, turtle dragon... or horned dragon."

Seeing that Cheng Feng looked wrong, Tiemu Fenghuang quickly explained.

"Dragon, turtle dragon, horned dragon? Even so, it is difficult to obtain, unless the top masters of Shattering take action."

Cheng Feng frowned: "Besides this, is there any other way?"

"This is already the easiest way." Ironwood Phoenix said.

"Brother Feng, I heard that Jian Wuchen, the super genius of Jianlin, went to the depths of the Qianlong Mountains a few days ago and killed a black dragon with one claw." Suddenly, Wang Wanben interrupted.

"A black dragon with one claw? That is a terrifying existence comparable to Half-Step Shatter. What kind of cultivation level does Jian Wuchen have?" Ironwood Phoenix asked.

"I heard that Jian Wuchen was at a high level in the Tianwu Realm at that time. As for how he is now, no one knows."

"A black dragon with one claw and a sword without dust!"

Cheng Feng muttered these two words several times, and then said loudly to Jiang Tao: "Senior Brother Jiang, you heard it, your leg injury is not incurable. When I see Senior Brother Jian Wuchen, no matter what it takes, Regardless of the price, I will get back the blood of the black dragon."

"Junior Brother Cheng, thank you!" After a long time, Jiang Tao's choked voice came from the dormitory.

"Senior Brother Jiang, wait for my good news."

Cheng Feng said, his tone suddenly turned cold: "Before this, I want to get close to Xiao Lin, the culprit who caused you to be like this."

"No one can beat my brother to a disability and still be able to live freely!"

After saying this, Cheng Feng walked directly towards the No. 99 knife pool with a cold face.

The Sword Pond is a unique cultivation place in Sword Pagoda Peak.

This sword pool is built outside the ninety-nine-story sword tower. Each level of the sword tower corresponds to a sword pool, which is to collect the sword intent escaping from the sword tower.

It should be noted that the ninety-nine-story sword tower has existed in the sword tower peak for countless years. Although the sword intent and sword power emanating from it are not much, after years of accumulation, it has reached a terrifying level.

The most important thing is that after the sword intention flows from the sword tower into the sword pool, its sharpness and killing power will be greatly weakened, and it will be easily absorbed by others.

If you practice in the sword pool all year round, your sword intention will gradually increase even if you don't need to sharpen it. It can be called a holy place for sword masters to practice.

The disciples of the sword tower all want to enter the sword pool to practice.

But there are only ninety-nine knife ponds, and the thirty-three at the front are forbidden areas and have never been opened in the past hundred years.

The thirty-three seats in the middle section have long been occupied by the best masters in the history of the knife tower.

Only the last thirty-three sword pools are open to the students of the third year of the sword tower.

With so many people and so little meat, one can imagine how fierce the competition is!

"Wan Ben, what is Xiao Lin's strength?" Cheng Feng asked Wang Wan Ben on the way.

This time he was looking for Xiao Lin's bad luck. Naturally, he had to understand his opponent's situation in advance and know himself and the enemy in order to win every battle.

Wang Wanben said: "Then Xiao Lin is a high-level Tianwu realm, with a fourth-level sword spirit. He has an intermediate fifth-grade sword spirit. He is good at a god-level primary sword skill. He ranked twenty-seventh in the 370th session of the sword tower. "

"As far as I know, the 370th edition of the Sword Tower has a total of three sword pools."

Cheng Feng recalled: "Among them, Song Guzhen, who ranks first, occupies one, and the second and third masters occupy another. Then, all the sword tower students share the last one, which is No. 99 Sword Pool."

Wang Wanben nodded and said: "Yes, except for the students who go out to practice, almost all the students of the 370th class of Dao Pagoda are in No. 99 Dao Pool."

"very good."

A cold smile appeared on Cheng Feng's face: "I will cripple Xiao Lin's legs bit by bit in front of everyone in the 370th Dota Tower!"

Hearing Cheng Feng's words, Wang Wanben and the other three were all stunned.

They originally thought that Cheng Feng would be frightened when he heard that Xiao Lin was not the only one in Sword Pool No. 99.

But unexpectedly, Cheng Feng was not only fearless, but also wanted to beat the opponent alive in front of the 370th class of Dota students.

This is simply treating the students of the 370th class of Dota as if they were nothing!

A few minutes later, the towering ninety-nine-story sword tower came into view.

On the right side of the knife tower, there is a place covered by clouds and fog.

Cheng Feng and the others walked into the clouds and mist, and immediately saw a huge pool of steaming clouds and mist, with a radius of several thousand meters.

On top of the pool, bamboo houses were built with moso bamboo. The smoke was hazy, making it look like a fairyland!

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