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"What do you want?" Ye Feng retreated two steps, raised his head and asked.

"I heard from others that you're a fifth grade pill master and can refine high grade pills. I want you to help concoct medicinal pills for me."

Ordinary warriors who requested for pill master to refine medicine had to bring gifts, bowing and bowing, politely asking for help. This sturdy man, he fought with Zhang Wu without even announcing his name, and even wanted Ye Feng to help him concoct pills in the end. Although Ye Feng was angry, his interest was also piqued.

"What pill do you want to refine?"

"My father went berserk ten years ago and was often beaten up like a madman. My master said that only by using the Deep Green Pill could one save him. So I came to Martial School to learn how to refine pills, but I studied for ten years … "

After an incense worth of time, Ye Feng finished his breakfast, and the sturdy man finally finished talking. During this period of time, he also gave Ye Feng a pill formula. Fifteen Immortal grasses, it was said that Ye Feng could use these to concoct pills immediately.

"I am a fifth grade pill master, your pill formula is a seventh grade pill. Seeing your filial piety, I can help you refine this Green Dark Pill. But if it's broken, I'm not responsible. "

"My father doesn't have much time left to live, I have already invited all the pill master s in the surrounding thousands of miles to go, and you are really done for, I don't blame you, so just refine it!" The brawny man said, wiping away his tears.

"You're not afraid of being damaged, so let's talk about refining." Ye Feng threw the recipe onto the table and said with a darkened face.

"It's done!" "My father will be saved once I finish refining, and he won't beat me up like this ever again."

"Your dad doesn't care about my master's shit!"

"Why don't you care about your master? "If he can concoct the Green Enlightenment Pill and save my father, he will be the great benefactor of our family. When that happens, anyone who dares to bully you will be beaten to death by me!"

Zhang Wu wanted to continue speaking, but Ye Feng reached out a hand to stop him. Are you serious? "

"I, the Power King, have never lied! Every disciple of the institution knows about this! "

"None of us seem to know about this." Ye Feng said as he pointed to Zhang Wu and his two lackeys.

"Eh!"

"How about this, you fight with me later. If you win, I will believe you and even help you refine pills." "If you can't even beat me, I won't help you forge pills. I don't need you to help me beat him up, what do you think?"

"Hehe, it's been a long time since someone has fought with me. Don't worry, I promise I won't beat you to death."

He had a big head, a big voice, and a good reputation. Ye Feng was the new price for Tianluo Academy, and was the most popular person at the moment. The two of them spoke together. Of course, the disciples that had been eating in the kitchen had to stay and listen and take a look. However, as soon as the words left his mouth, water sprayed from the mouths of the disciples in the kitchen and rice sprayed from their mouths as they ate.

"Master, I've heard of the 'Strength Monarch' before. He is invulnerable to swords and spears, his strength is limitless!" Zhang Wu whispered.

"Indestructible? Can you hold against my Fire Sword? This is the famous ancient sword, Tian Bao's weapon! Ye Feng smiled proudly, took out the Fire Sword and placed it on the table. After hearing what Tian Bao said, and feeling the heat from the sword, his face immediately turned the color of a pig's liver.

"What is it? Scared? "

"I'm afraid, but for the sake of my father's illness, I'll fight it out with you!"

"Forget it, I will remember this competition first because you are a filial son. Otherwise, if I were to kill you, you would be dead." "Let's go. Follow me to the Pill Academy."

Although the Power King was a muddleheaded person, under the threat of the Fire Sword, he did not act recklessly. He followed Ye Feng quietly all the way to the Pill Academy. Clan Elder Song was waiting for Ye Feng outside the door. When he saw him come in, he first cupped his fists for Ye Feng.

"We are both fifth stage pill master, why is Elder Song so polite?" Ye Feng smiled as he bowed and cupped his fists to Clan Elder Song.

I, Song, benefited greatly yesterday when I saw Master Zhao refining pills. Last night, I followed Master Zhao's instructions and trained for a while, and not only did I save more soul energy, I even obtained six Intermediate Soul Gathering Pill s. I hope that Master Zhao can give me a few more pointers!

"I don't dare to accept your advice, but if Elder Song wants to learn my alchemy skills, he has to agree to a condition of mine."

"What condition?"

"One day, if you meet someone with exceptional talent, pass on this technique."

"Master Zhao, your request is just that simple!"

"It's that simple."

"Then Song City will first thank Master Zhao!"

Song Cheng said, and bowed deeply, giving Ye Feng a huge bow. If Ye Feng wanted to teach him alchemy, of course he would have to accept this bow. Only when Song Cheng stood up again did he ask about the Deep Azure Pellet.

"I was wondering how this little rascal, Strength King, could bear to come back. So it's for the Deep Azure Pellet again." I've read about that pill in the book. It's a Grade 7 pill. If it was the Master Zhao, maybe he could also give it a try. "But …"

After Song Cheng finished speaking, he looked at the Power King with disdain. He had probably been invited to concoct pills by the Power King.

"High-grade immortal herbs are harder to melt and the medicinal liquid is also harder to control. Soul power and Genuine Qi are two different things, the control of the soul force is slightly weaker, and the medicinal pills will turn into ashes. "Hahaha!"

With that, Liu Feihua appeared behind Song Cheng in a flirtatious manner. As if a girl that was shy, she stole a glance at Ye Feng and rolled her eyes at Strength King.

"Damn transvestite, the Master Zhao finally agreed to my request. If you dare cause trouble, I'll beat you up!"

"You dare to beat him?" Ye Feng asked in surprise.

"If a dead transvestite's flying sword could not injure me, it would shatter my clothes, causing me to be laughed at in my nakedness!" If I were to catch him one day, I will definitely beat him to death! " The Power King stood behind Ye Feng and said fiercely.

This big foolish brat's cultivation was not high, but he was not even afraid of sword formations. Could it be that he was cultivating the Unbreakable Body, or something similar to that Body Technique? Ye Feng thought, but did not pursue the matter. He took out the Nine Dragons Cauldron and prepared to refine pills at the entrance of the Pill Institution.

When Song City saw that Ye Feng was going to refine pills outside the pill room, he wanted to seal off the Pill Academy so that no one would learn Ye Feng's refining skills secretly. But Ye Feng told him to call the disciples and reverends to come out and watch him refine pills.

"Although my alchemy skills are amazing, it is definitely not easy for me to refine pills beyond my cultivation realm. Everyone, please stay here as a witness." Seeing that they have really turned to ashes, someone has changed their topic. "

After Ye Feng finished speaking, Song Cheng brought everyone to thank Ye Feng, and gathered around the Pill Furnace, waiting to see Ye Feng refine pills. Ye Feng waited until everyone had taken up a good position, then took out the Immortal grass given to him by the Power King, and looked at it.

"There is plenty of spiritual energy in these immortal herbs, so I don't know how much more than rank 5 immortal herbs. With my soul power, controlling ten of them is my limit. If I want to control 15 at once …" At most, it was only fifty percent. Great King, are you sure your father doesn't have much time left? "

The higher the grade of the pill, the lower the success rate. Even if a seventh grade pill master was present, there was no guarantee that they would be able to refine a seventh grade pellet! Ye Feng was a fifth grade pill master, and was at least two levels above him in refining seventh grade pellets. He even said that there were about five to five of them.