Chapter 398 Master of Refining

"Brother, what do you think of Old Zhao and my alchemy skills?" Mr. Zhao Da asked. Situ Reading

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"According to Master Dong, the chief alchemy master of the powerful country, your alchemy skills, brother, are superb and far surpass his." Ye Feng said.

"Haha, yes, Lao Zhao, I have alchemy skills that few in the entire Yuanwu Continent can match. It's just that I was dedicated to studying this way and had no time to recruit disciples. Later, I wanted to find a disciple, but I was... Ling Juetian has been trapped for more than thirty years. If it weren't for the help of his brothers, this time would have been a disaster. Wouldn't this secret alchemy skill be lost? "

Mr. Zhao Da shook his head slightly as he spoke.

Ye Feng understood what he meant and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao has entered the realm of kings now. He will have a lot of time in the future, so it will not be a problem to find a few disciples with outstanding talents."

"That's right, haha... It's not a loss if you have one less apprentice and one more brother. Well, not only is there no loss, but you will make a lot of money." Mr. Zhao Da smiled brightly, looked at Ye Feng and said, "Brother , why don't you stay with me, and I can teach you some alchemy skills in your spare time. You are young, but you have a spiritual cultivation equivalent to that of a master. If you don't learn a craft, it would be a waste. spiritual talent.”

"It's better... forget it. After all, I have promised Senior Sister Yan that joining the Wan Jue Sect will definitely lead to the Wushuang Peak. It is not very appropriate to stay with you."

Ye Feng was slightly startled, then politely declined.

He did not want to practice alchemy. If Ye Feng wanted to take the path of alchemy and inscription, he would not have rejected Master Dong in the first place.

Ye Feng doesn't need any alchemy skills. The evergreen veins can directly extract the properties of spiritual herbs. Any elixir made may not have such effect. Instead of wasting time on alchemy, it is more practical to practice martial arts.

Mr. Zhao Da saw Ye Feng's hesitation, and the smile on his cheeks softened. He looked at Ye Feng for a while and asked: "It doesn't matter. After all, if you want to practice any elixirs, just ask me."

Ye Feng smiled and nodded, "There is really something I need to ask for help from brother! The Yuanyang holy water mentioned last time, and now all the five main ingredients have been collected..."

"Haha, it's a piece of cake. When we return to the sect, big brother will do it for you immediately." Mr. Zhao Da raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. We are about to go to the place where the old bald donkey lives in seclusion. This old guy had a close relationship with Lao Zhao and me. It is not an exaggeration to say that we are brothers in life and death, and... maybe even more Brother, do him a favor."

"Ask me to help? What help?" Ye Feng asked strangely, but he kept walking and kept up with Mr. Zhao Da's pace.

"It's hard to describe in words..."

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The flame peak is as high as ten thousand feet, reaching straight into the sky.

This height is already difficult for ordinary people to reach, and only warriors with strong cultivation can climb to it. Here, all kinds of vitality are ferocious and violent. Masters below the innate level will basically be hit by the turbulent flow of vitality when they enter this height. lethal.

And somewhere on the top of the Flame Peak, there is a huge fire-inducing magic circle, which draws down the fire energy to form an endless sky fire. Although this artificially built magic circle is far less massive than the burial pits in the Sky Fire Mountain Range, due to its distribution The range is not large, but within the area covered by the magic circle, the concentration of flame energy is extremely strong.

In the middle of the array, there is a bare stone hut, which is inaccessible to living creatures and looks particularly abrupt on the top of the flame peak.

Ye Feng looked at the whole place like a blazing sky fire from a distance, feeling the rich fire energy in it, and was very shocked. If Mr. Zhao Da hadn't informed him in advance, it would be hard to imagine that someone would live in seclusion in such a place for a long time.

"I haven't seen you for decades, and the old bald donkey has become so impressive? If you make alchemy here, the success rate will be one to two percent higher than in other places!" As soon as he jumped to the top of the mountain and saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned. Even Mr. Zhao Da was a little surprised.

Ye Feng also took a breath of cold air.

This is done with the help of the right time and place, combined with powerful formations to draw the fire energy around the body, forming an effect similar to the spirit gathering formation. However, if it can reach this level, it can be foreseen that the "old man" in Mr. Zhao Da's mouth "Bald Donkey" is definitely not an ordinary person.

Also, how can ordinary people live in such a bad environment for a long time? .

It cannot be inferred by common sense that a master from outside the world must have such ability. He must be able to refine the "Red Sun Warm Jade" into an extremely powerful heaven-level spiritual weapon.

Involuntarily, Ye Feng's heart was filled with expectations.

"Old bald donkey, old bald donkey Xuan Yi, get out of here quickly." Mr. Zhao Da gathered his anger and shouted at the stone house in the middle.

"Ami, you are a piece of shit. Who is so bold as to dare to come to our Flame Peak to run wild..."

In less than three breaths, a violent aura rose into the sky, and the closed stone door of the stone house was pushed open with great force. A strong monk with a bare forehead and a red beard on his chin exuded domineering pressure. It fell in front of the two people.

This monk looks to be in his fifties or sixties, slightly younger than Mr. Zhao Da. He is two meters tall. His upper body is shirtless, revealing his strong and solid muscles. He is holding a huge hammer in his hand. I don’t know what he is doing. Forging is still his usual weapon, and this outfit makes him look powerful at first glance.

Although it is true, it can be heard that he is very dissatisfied with others calling him "old bald donkey".

"Damn, old bald donkey, I haven't seen you for decades, but you still have this hot temper? Don't you even recognize me?" Mr. Zhao raised his head, crossed his arms, and looked proudly at the bald blacksmith.

"Who are you? Old Ghost Zhao?"

The bald monk's eyes shot out strange light, and he looked at Mr. Zhao up and down. Soon his expression became happy, put away the giant hammer in his hand, laughed "haha", and rushed over to give Mr. Zhao a warm bear hug.

"Old Ghost Zhao, I didn't expect you to be alive after decades of separation?"

"Ha... If you, a bald donkey, go to see the Buddha, I, Old Zhao, may not die."

The two laughed at the same time, and their laughter was filled with the joy of meeting and reuniting. This kind of joy brought by reuniting after not seeing each other for decades is really beyond words.

"Huh... Are you, the king realm? Your curse? Has your curse been refined by you?" After a moment, the bald monk looked at Mr. Zhao a few times as if he had discovered a new continent, and asked with infinite surprise.

"Aren't you going to invite us in to have a good chat?" Mr. Zhao said with a smile.

"Okay, come in... Is this your disciple, Laogui?" The bald monk pointed and a passage appeared in the magic circle. Then he looked back at Ye Feng and asked.

"You disciple, he is Lao Zhao's brother, Ye Feng!"

"What..."

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