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After an unknown amount of time, Ye Feng woke up. It was pitch black except for a small pile of embers that was glowing faintly.

Seeing that there was fire, Ye Feng's heart relaxed a bit. He hurriedly touched his body, but the fire piston wasn't there. Just as he wanted to get up and check, a low roar from a wild beast came from behind him. Ye Feng suddenly turned his head and saw two green eyes staring at him.

"Big brother, is this big brother you?"

When Ye Ling mentioned wounds, Ye Feng felt pain. However, for the sake of Ye Ling's cultivation, Ye Feng would naturally not say anything.

In the next two days, Ye Feng and Ye Ling built a tree house under the protection of the Black Cloud Panther. They then went to buy some bedding, food, and tableware.

In the evening, Ye Feng and Ye Ling made some simple food and crawled back into the tree house to rest. Ye Ling was hiding in bed and whispering to Ye Feng about something.

"Brother, Master wants to teach me alchemy. He said it's good for the cultivation of spells."

"Do you want to learn it?"

"Apothecary requires a lot of ingredients, I'm afraid..."

"Afraid you'll waste your money by refining it, right?"

"After father died, we were always very poor. The last time you were injured by Zhuo Qianfeng, mother cried for a long time, but still couldn't find any money or medicine."

"My brother will start making money tomorrow. Not only will he buy ingredients to learn alchemy for Ling'er, he will also buy new clothes to wear and meat to eat." Go to sleep! "

The next morning, Ye Feng woke up early. He took out the gold and jewels from his Cosmic Bag and counted them. There were less than a thousand gold coins and only some pearls and jades. The rest were immortal herbs bought by Ye Feng.

If only I had a master that teaches alchemy. I could make some for myself and sell the rest...

"Brat, what do you mean by fiddling with these low level immortal grasses?!"

"I am Ye Feng, my sister Ye Ling." You have indeed helped us, but the name was bestowed upon us by our late father.

"How dare you! Do you believe that this noble one will destroy your soul and take your sister's body! "

"Hehe, my sister's body isn't as delicate as that of a ghost, right?"

"Then, you are not afraid of death!"

"If one isn't afraid of death, then one shouldn't cultivate. However, as a cultivator, if one is afraid of death, then how would one face heavenly tribulation in the future? Their soul would be destroyed, and they wouldn't even have an afterlife."

"Good, good, good! This sovereign will properly teach you a lesson today! "

After Ye Ling's master finished speaking, a ray of dim light immediately shot into Ye Feng's head. Ye Feng had fought against Magi before and knew of their methods. He immediately reversed the Qi Gathering Heart Technique, condensed it into the dantian, and defended himself.

Pain! A headache! A splitting headache!

Endure it! If he endured it, he would be able to temper his soul. His primordial spirit would collapse and he would become a cripple!

A hundred times, Ye Feng's gums bit out blood …

As the air rushed from his nostrils into his mind, Ye Feng felt as if he had returned to the battlefield of his previous life. Blood as far as the eye can see

Broken limbs and corpses.

A thousand times, Ye Feng saw himself becoming the emperor, saw himself finding the Heavenly Dao, about to face the nine stages of thunder tribulation, and yet he died at the hands of his brothers.

"Why did you kill me!"

"A man gets his way, a chicken

Canine Ascending

God, I don't want to do it all my life

chicken

"Dogs, don't even dream of reaching the Dao, just ascend to the Dao."

Oh my god! "

"Just for that, you'll kill me!"

"These reasons are more than enough!"

The intense headache disappeared just like that. The ghostly light that had consumed his soul energy returned to the hairpin once more.

Four hours later, Ye Feng opened his eyes and smiled bitterly in a gratified manner. He took out the black iron ring that he had been keeping and began to study it again.

The soul power within Ye Feng's soul power was still weak. After the torture just now, Ye Feng's soul power had increased by a lot. However, after a short while, he found the trick to taking the soul power as master.

The space within the Spatial Ring was extremely small and it was only less than a meter squared. Other than a few changes of clothes, there was only a palm sized teapot inside. Ye Feng did not have anything valuable. The gold coins were kept in the Cosmic Bag, making it easy to use. Therefore, he just took out the teapot and prepared to put it in the room as a decoration. However, the moment the teapot was in his hand, Ye Feng's arm couldn't help but sink down.

Hm? This teapot is so heavy! Could it be some treasure?

Strange! If it was an ordinary teapot, it would have been crushed just now! Could it be that this thing is the same as a Spatial Ring …?

As Ye Feng thought this, his soul power surged into the teapot, and he heard a loud sound. The palm-sized teapot had already become a half human tall cauldron, and it fell onto the tree base.

"Brother, what are you doing!?" "It scared me to death!"

Ye Ling complained as he stretched lazily. When he opened his eyes, there was actually an alchemy furnace in the room!

"Brother, is this for me?"

"Of course, but big brother also knows how to concoct pills. In the future, us two siblings can practice concocting pills and sell medicine to earn money. We'll be able to live a good life very soon."

"Brother knows how to forge pills too?"

"That's only natural, let's see brother concoct two batches of pills first, and earn some money to exchange for some ingredients for Ling'er."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, Ye Ling was silent for a while before he told Ye Feng that her master said a pill formula and that Ye Feng had the materials and wanted her to refine it now.

F * * k! Alchemy consumed soul power, and Magi had a strong soul. Ling'er's master wanted to use it to increase her soul power! Why didn't I even think of that...

"What kind of pills are you concocting so early in the morning?!" "I have to wash myself, cook, and eat until I'm full before I have the strength to forge pills!"

Ye Ling was a child, so how could he have the heart to eat when concocting pills was such a fun thing. He casually made some porridge and coaxed Ye Feng to drink, then returned to the tree base and began his first concocting process.

In his previous life, Ye Feng had refined pills before, but he had only used alchemy to increase his soul power when he had reached a bottleneck. Plus, he had a lot of wealth at that time, so he didn't care about the results. But now, he only had less than 1000 gold coins and even though he had a lot of immortal herbs, the ratio was not right. It was barely enough to concoct three batches of pills. Therefore, Ye Feng was prepared to give up on the idea to help Ye Ling refine pills.

"Ling'er, big brother will control the fire. Whatever kind of fire you want, just tell big brother. As for everything else, do it according to what your master has taught you."

"Brother, I'm afraid. How about you refine it first, and I'll learn it then refine it?"

Seeing that her brother had already made up his mind, Ye Ling dared not say anything more. Following the order that her master taught her, he threw in one type of immortal herb, and after dissolving the medicinal liquid, he used his soul power to control the medicinal liquid before throwing in another type of immortal herb.

After an hour, Ye Feng's zhenqi had almost dried up. Ye Ling had also finally dissolved five medicinal liquid balls. Next, it would be the critical moment for the fusion of the medicinal liquid. Afraid that his zhenqi was lacking, Ye Feng decided to delay Ye Ling from forging and hurriedly swallowed the Qi Gathering Pill in his mouth. At this moment, there was a muffled bang within the pill furnace. The furnace had exploded!

Looking at the dozen or so immortal herbs turning into a wisp of green smoke, Ye Ling's little face immediately changed color, and tears also welled up in his eyes.

He was short of ambition and thin of hair. Otherwise, how could my sister be like this!

"Hehe, the furnace exploding on the first try, you're much stronger than big brother!"

"Then what was your first pill forging?" "Also, why don't I know that you know how to concoct pills?"

"Well... Back then, when you were still young, I was treating patients at the house of a pill refiner. When I used charcoal to refine pills, the fire was too big. Those immortal grasses were burnt to ashes by me, hehe! "

"You liar! You are three years older than me. You know how to forge pills at the age of seven? "

After he finished speaking, Ye Ling started crying. Ye Feng felt helpless and had no choice but to concoct pills himself. Only then did Ye Ling stop his tears.

"The reason for your explosion is that you are not adept at forging medicinal liquids. It took too long and the medicinal liquids have absorbed too much of your fiery aura. When the five combined into one, they burst forth with firepower. This actually has a trick to it. Let me demonstrate it to you. When the herb is about to melt, keep it in the fire and put it in the second type of herb at the same time. When that happens, the first type of herb will melt and the second is just when it's hot, so the liquid will not fuse ahead of time and you can absorb the fire energy from the first kind of herb … "

Ye Feng explained while he was refining, while Ye Ling was at the side helping to throw in medicine. In just a stick of incense's time, the five types of immortal herbs had turned into five lumps of medicinal liquid.

"The key to fusing the medicinal essences is naturally formed. One cannot forcefully fuse all five medicinal essences with one's soul power, and must allow the medicinal essences balls to link head to tail, circulating naturally within the cauldron. When the pill is formed, the fire must be moderate. If the temperature was too high, the spiritual energy in the medicinal fluid would be exuded too much, and the medicinal effects would decrease. With too little firepower and uneven fusion of medicinal liquid, it was easy to produce broken pills. Once the medicinal liquid was assimilated completely, the flames would immediately stop burning. Most of the pills refined would be low-tier ones. Once he mastered it, he could be like his brother, adding a little fire to the pill, causing it to expand rapidly and absorb the spiritual qi of the world … "Collect!"

Whoosh! Teaching a sister was more tiring than teaching a thousand disciples.