Is he wrong? Is it true that his utilitarianism is so strong that the big goat who has always obeyed orders has found something wrong?

The goat dared not look into Song Fei's eyes, but Song Fei was silent all the time.

The flame was rising in the medicine tripod, and the raging flame filled the whole space. There were bursts of wails in Song Fei's ear.

In the fire, Song Fei saw Yougui Xiu scream. Yougui Xiu was crying silently and looked in a direction across the medicine tripod. Maybe there were his relatives there.

There was also an old ghost silently looking into the distance. Despite his pain, Song Fei was moved by his determined sad expression on his face.

It's just a group of ghost practitioners, but they deduce all kinds of life. At the moment, in Song Fei's eyes, they suddenly become not like ghosts, but living people. It's clear that they are all the same kind.

They have thoughts, feelings, goals and ideals.

Vaguely, Song Fei seemed to see many monks in the cultivation world. They were slaughtered by demons. They were caught by demons and refined into pills, or eaten raw directly.

The goat remained motionless, trying not to look at other people's sad expressions or listen to their sad calls.

Suddenly, a hand put on the shoulder of the big goat. Song Fei looked at him with a sunny smile.

"Guild leader!" the goat called softly.

Song Fei said faintly, "I think I'm too utilitarian these days. Maybe you're right. All these people have self-consciousness and should not be regarded as beasts."

"Guild leader!" the goat looked at him eagerly. This is the familiar guild leader. He is fearless but principled. His hands are stained with blood, but he doesn't kill innocent people.

Song Fei took his eyes away from the big goat and looked at the many ghost practitioners. He said faintly, "maybe, when they are all refined into pills, my interests will be greater. Maybe, after I save them, a large number of them will not only be grateful, but also peep into my secrets.

But when Yue Tianyu works, he never tries to appreciate anyone. If there are people who bite the hand that feeds them, it's a big deal to kill them. "

"Guild leader, whoever dares to bite the hand that feeds him, my big goat will kill him."

"Well, as like as two peas, then there's no time to waste." Song Fei's body suddenly appeared a portal. Then a identical Song Fei appeared in front of two people.

The flame in the medicine tripod was suddenly attracted by an inexplicable force. Song Fei's body absorbed water like a long whale. The flame turned into fire snakes and passed quickly towards Song Fei's body. Song Fei's flame was like a bottomless hole, constantly absorbing the flame in the medicine tripod.

At the same time, Song Fei's divine sense spread. Under the influence of Song Fei's magic power, the spirit grass in the medicine tripod turned into a long snake of spirit grass and flew towards the tianque palace around Song Fei.

With the weakening of the flame, many ghost practitioners who had fallen into sorrow woke up one after another, and suddenly turned their eyes to the direction of Song Fei.

At the moment, Song Fei is completely his face. As long as he doesn't say it, no one knows his connection with the little zombie around him.

The herbs soon entered the tianque palace where Song Fei was located. For Song Fei, although he did not get the Tiandan and lost a lot, these spiritual herbs in the Yin world alone are a lot of wealth.

"Flesh and blood?" the ghost practitioners exclaimed one after another.

"Did he come... To save us?" ghost Xiu made a voice of surprise and joy.

"Thank you for your help." some ghost Xiu looked at Song Fei and showed a very grateful expression.

Song Fei's body slowly flew up. Ling Li stood above the people's heads and shouted, "yes, I'm here to save you. Yue Tianyu is a cultivator in the sun."

Sure enough, when Song Fei found out that he was a cultivator for himself, some ghost cultivators who had just fallen into a painful wail showed a greedy expression.

Song Fei sighed that there are a hundred kinds of people, different from each other. No matter where or in what world, there are all kinds of people.

However, since Song Fei has decided to do it, he will not have any scruples. If anyone really hates the hand that feeds him, he will be killed.

Then, the green flame on Song Fei's body suddenly spread. The violent and hot flame was born to be the bane of ghost practitioners. There were a large number of ghost practitioners in an instant. Even those who peeped into the sky showed a frightened expression.

Although the strength of this cultivator is not strong, his flame has brought many ghost cultivators a sense of extreme danger.

Alchemy, the first step is to melt the grass, remove impurities and condense the essence.

Looking at borragu's posture, he intends to use the high-quality flame here to directly refine the spirit grass and many ghost cultivation. This process is a great test of the alchemist's experience. If the fire is not strong, the spirit grass cannot be melted. If the fire is too strong, the materials will be destroyed.

After melting the raw materials, the second part is to use the power of the soul to separate impurities and essence.

But every step of the above can not escape the monitoring of the alchemist.

Song Fei has found that after his own Buddha appeared, he has sensed that an extremely huge soul force appears in the medicine tripod, staring at himself like a God's eye.

"Flesh and blood creatures are flesh and blood creatures. That's great." borragu's happy voice came from the medicine tripod, "and it's just a flesh and blood creature with insight into the realm. With you, my furnace will be promoted to the best. Although I don't know how you came in, you can't think of going out after entering the medicine tripod."

Then, a huge soul force formed a soul hand in the medicine tripod and patted Song Fei's body.

Song Fei rolled his eyelids, looked at the big hand of the soul pressed quickly, and said with a faint smile: "old man, people are doing it, the sky is watching. If you do more injustice, you will die."

"Ha ha!" boragu laughed. "This medicine tripod is my magic weapon. I'll see how you can break free from my bondage."

In an instant, in addition to the soul hand in the medicine tripod, there was also a force from the medicine tripod, which was instantly applied to Song Fei.

Although this medicine tripod is not an immortal, it is at least a top-grade Taoist instrument, and it is likely to be a top-grade Taoist instrument. The cultivation of peeping at the heaven and the power of the medicine tripod immediately doubled Song Fei's pressure.

"The power of soul?" Song Fei's mouth tilted slightly, showing a trace of disdain smile. He flew to the top of the medicine tripod in an instant, and the red sky fire wheel in his hand flashed away, opening a gap in the cover of the medicine tripod in an instant.

Although Taoist weapons are strong, how can they defeat immortal weapons.