Chapter 1003

This time, Qin Feng, who was helped by the seven elders, turned the risk into a barbarian, and Qin Feng is also a person who knows how to repay the seven elders, so Qin Feng has begun to think about how to repay the seven elders. I believe that after he has a good relationship with the seven elders, he can temporarily ignore the secret suppression and threat from the six elders.

Just like visiting the seven elders a few days ago, Qin Feng appeared at the gate of the seven elders' residence, but Qin Feng didn't go in, but walked towards the two fellow gatekeepers with some top-grade spirit stones in one hand and a smile on his face.

"Two senior brothers, long time no see!" Qin Feng said with a smile. Then Qin Feng handed over some of the best spirit stones in his hand.

Qin Feng came here a few days ago, so the two gatekeepers naturally recognized Qin Feng. The fat looking fellow showed a smile on his face when he saw the best spirit stone held by Qin Feng, "what? Are you going to meet the seven elders?"

"Two elder martial brothers, I can't pay any respect at all. Take it!" Qin Feng handed these top-grade spirit stones to the two gatekeepers, smiled and weighed the top-grade spirit stones handed by Qin Feng. Another portly gatekeeper smiled and said, "come on, are you here to meet the seven elders? Do you want us to go in and inform them?"

"Two senior brothers, it's like this. I just want to ask what the seven elders usually do. Oh, no, I'm wrong. I want to ask what the seven elders like to study or need!" somehow, Qin Feng didn't know how to express his thoughts for a while.

However, the two gatekeepers seemed to know Qin Feng's mind, and immediately said with a smile, "you're not the first one who wants to go through the back door like this. Do you want to ask the seven elders what they like or what they need urgently recently, and then you come through the back door, right?"

"Ah, elder martial brother, that's a bad word. What's the back door? I just want to show my filial piety as a disciple!"

"We have taken your things. I must tell you the truth. The seven elders are honest and never take anything from the disciples of the sect. I'm afraid you'll have to go for nothing!" the portly gatekeeper said truthfully.

"So!" hearing the speech, Qin Feng's face immediately calmed down, and the whole person was empty in his heart. However, at this time, the skinny disciple suddenly said, "wait a minute, I seem to think of something!"

"In recent days, the seven elders have been sending people out to find a pill, which seems to be called a soul taking pill. It is said that it can enhance their spirit and construct their divine consciousness, so that they can be used after entering the Hunyuan dynasty!"

"When you get to the Hunyuan realm, the divine knowledge will be initially developed, and the strong spirit is the foundation. This soul taking pill should be the most needed thing for the seven elders at present. If you can have it and offer it, maybe the seven elders will accept it!"

After hearing the news, Qin Feng's originally empty state of mind became active again at this time.

"Dementor pill?" a happy look appeared on his face. After half a ring, Qin Feng nodded, "thank you for telling me." he arched his hand, and then Qin Feng left immediately.

This Dementor pill is a kind of elixir for the soul. It is good for the soul of monks after swallowing it. Generally speaking, friars in heaven and human realm begin to practice the secrets of soul, but they are only some primary secrets. It is said that the role of soul will be fully developed in the mixed Yuan realm. It is said that the strong in mixed yuan can not only tear the space with their bare hands, Then shuttle freely in the space crack, open a space crack, can appear thousands of miles away in an instant, and also has a strong divine consciousness.

It is said that in ancient times, some powerful Hunyuan talents in spirit and spirit could cover the territory of ten thousand miles. They could collect all the wind and grass in the territory of ten thousand miles. They could not escape the capture of the divine consciousness.

However, this Dementor pill is a level 4 peak pill, and the materials needed are scarce. However, the most important material is cold soul grass. This cold soul grass can be combined with other materials to re refine the body, or refine the Dementor pill. It happens that Qin Feng has this in his hand.

The hundred year cold soul herb is used to refine the body, but it is more than enough to refine the soul taking pill.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng kept walking towards the Tibetan pill Pavilion in the sect. This Tibetan pill Pavilion is the place used to hide pills in Dongsheng Shenjiao. Many pills of different grades are placed in it. These pills have various effects on monks. With different types and grades of pills, their effects on monks vary.

In addition to the huge storage of pills, there are many materials that must be used to refine pills in the Tibetan pill Pavilion, such as all kinds of spiritual flowers and herbs.

Since entering Dongsheng Shenjiao, Qin Feng hasn't taken a look at the Tibetan Dan Pavilion. Now he can take this opportunity to have a look inside and see how the Tibetan Dan Pavilion of Dongsheng Shenjiao is different from the Dan Pavilion he met before.

After inquiring all the way, Qin Feng finally arrived at the door of the Tibetan pill Pavilion in a moment. Unlike the demon refining tower, the Tibetan pill Pavilion seemed deserted. Not many people came here, which made Qin Feng suspicious. However, Qin Feng didn't think much, but walked quickly towards the Tibetan pill Pavilion in front of him.

However, when Qin Feng was about to enter, suddenly, a pungent smell of wine came to his face, followed by a white shadow. An old man with disheveled hair was wearing a greasy robe and holding a wine gourd in one hand, which had blocked Qin Feng in front of him.

He swayed from side to side, stumbled and poured two mouthfuls of liquor from time to time. In his other hand, he held a greasy chicken leg that was gnawed on most of his face. He looked like a drunkard.

The old man's face was red and the smell of wine was very pungent. If people who don't like drinking met him, he would have been disgusted and retched by the soaring smell of wine.

"For many years, not many people have come to the Tibetan pill Pavilion. What are you doing here, boy?" the old man, who was covered with greasy wine and liquor, asked madly, laughing.

"You, who are you? Why are you suddenly blocking my way?" Qin Feng looked at the old man with a disgusting face. Qin Feng kept a certain distance from the old man. He looked extremely disgusted for fear that the greasy dirt on each other's body would stick to himself.

Qin Feng has seen the drunken immortal drinking, but the old man is better than the drunken immortal. His stumble pace looks as if he is about to fall to the ground.

"Who am I? I don't know myself, old man, but if you want to enter the Tibetan pill Pavilion, you have to pass the old man's pass! The Tibetan pill Pavilion can't be open to anyone. Only disciples with sufficient strength can be qualified to enter it!" while talking, the old man took another sip of liquor, and his words were vague.

However, Qin Feng naturally heard it and was slightly stunned. Then Qin Feng asked, "you are so drunk that you can't wait until you wake up!"

Qin Feng was ready to go. He didn't want to deal with the suddenly appeared drunkard here. However, when Qin Feng was ready to turn around and leave, suddenly, a wind came from behind, instinctively driving Qin Feng to hide aside. Unexpectedly, the drunken old man took the initiative.

There was no room for Qin Feng to think too much. The old man leaned out his greasy left hand and grabbed Qin Feng's shoulder, as if an eagle were grasping a chicken. Seeing this, Qin Feng leaned down slightly. Then there was a slap in the backhand, a loud bang, and the fierce ripples spread around.

The turbulent ripples forced Qin Feng to retreat behind him. On the contrary, the drunken old man stood motionless like nothing, just like Mount Tai.

Another gulp of liquor made the old man's face look very comfortable. It looked as if he was immersed in thousands of enjoyment.

"A little foundation!" after saying this short sentence, the old man casually stuffed the remaining half of the chicken legs into his mouth, and then carried the wine gourd in one hand and walked frantically towards Qin Feng.

"Still come?" after some unhappy said this sentence, Qin Feng immediately stopped being passive, turned passivity into initiative, turned defense into attack, and opened his soul dance steps. His body looks like a phantom, and it is unpredictable. Qin Feng has not used this type of step script for a long time.

Within a few seconds, Qin Feng had come to the old man and pushed forward with his hands. A powerful force was like a fierce tiger roaring, adding fuel to the fire. The fierce attack covered his face and photographed the old man on the spot. Qin Feng used 89% of his skill, but the next second, Qin Feng was stupid.

In front of him, the old man disappeared immediately after being hit, as if nothing had happened.

"Phantom? Magic?" seeing this, Qin Feng's look changed greatly, and his heart was hard to believe.

Normally speaking, there should be many experts in Dongsheng Shenjiao, and those old friends in Dongsheng Shenjiao are either elders or deacons, and their strength is relatively strong. What's more, monks taboo diet. Generally speaking, they are Valley Nazis, and eat less or no cereals. The higher the cultivation, the deeper the realm, the more taboo it is to eat some food that secular talents drink. Therefore, when seeing an old man drinking heavily and eating large pieces of meat, Qin Feng decided that he was just an ordinary old man. But now, it seems that the old man is still a hidden expert, and he can unconsciously use such means to confuse his eyes.

But now Qin Feng had no chance to think so much. A fierce wind sounded from behind, accompanied by a crazy laughter.

"Boy, you've been fooled, ha ha!" turned away. The old man with the wine gourd had hit Qin Feng. Now Qin Feng had no time to avoid. The only thing he could do was to resist.

In a hurry, Qin Feng crossed his arms in front of his chest and just arranged the protection. Suddenly, a great force flowed like the water of the Milky way. Qin Feng only felt as if a big mountain was pressing on him. Under the impact of this great force, Qin Feng flew out upside down.

"Bang!" with a loud noise, Qin Feng was already lying on the ground.

"Shit, an old drunkard is so strong?" he scolded. Qin Feng got up from the ground. Now, he was a little embarrassed. At the same time, Qin Feng also felt some inexplicable. He was beaten so inexplicably!

"Hahaha, little rabbit, I can't deal with you yet, but you're OK. You can stand up to the old man for so long and pass three moves under the old man's hands. You're qualified. Go in!" after that, the crazy alcoholic old man drank a mouthful of liquor, and then his body looked like a blink. He had gone more than ten meters in three or two steps, Finally disappeared in Qin Feng's vision.

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Qin Feng still feels inexplicable. He hasn't heard of elders who like drinking and eating meat in the sect since he joined Dongsheng Shenjiao, but what was the origin of the old alcoholic before?

Of course, Qin Feng didn't think much. After thinking about it, he turned and walked towards the Tibetan Dan Pavilion in front of him.