Chapter 4276 Do You Want some Face?
"Brother Jiang, since this is something I have already promised him, we don't need to say more. I can get one hundred thousand pills. There is no need to fight over this."
Hearing Wang Feng's words, Jiang Yihuan sighed secretly. He originally wanted to help Wang Feng save some elixirs. After all, the fortune teller's cultivation had already reached the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, and his demand for elixirs had been greatly reduced. , even if he doesn't take the elixir, he can borrow the power of heaven and earth to restore himself.
But Wang Feng had already said this, so if he continued to say it, wouldn't it look like his mother-in-law, so he simply didn't say anything.
"Wang Feng, how strong is your fighting power now?" Jiang Yihuan suddenly asked at this time.
"To deal with people like the Divine Fortune Teller, I can fight and even kill them. But once I encounter someone of the level of Emperor Jiang Kun, it will be extremely difficult for me to fight, and I may even lose. Killed."
This divine fortune teller has just broken through the realm, and his foundation is unstable. In addition, his control over the power of cultivation is not good enough, so he may not be able to truly display the combat effectiveness that his realm should have.
But this emperor is different. He is a senior mid-level master of the Immortal Martial Realm. And looking at the world, how many people are as weak as the divine fortune teller?
Therefore, Wang Feng's current combat power is still difficult to pose a threat to people of their level, and the divine fortune teller can only be regarded as an exception.
Not as good as above, but better than below. Wang Feng's current combat effectiveness can be roughly described as this.
"There have been many talented people in history, but it is a pity that this ruthless king failed to leave any records."
If what this Jueqing King cultivated could be preserved in the form of records, maybe the current cultivation world would be different.
"Now that you have transferred to other powers, when will you be able to break through to the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm?" At this time, Jiang Yihuan asked again.
When Wang Feng heard this, he couldn't answer at all, because he didn't know. How could he answer?
"I'm taking a different path, and the original King of Jueqing couldn't break through to the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, so I haven't figured out how I'm going to break through. I don't have any experience, so I can only rely on Explore slowly by yourself." When he said this, Wang Feng actually felt a little helpless.
Since there is no experience to draw from, this breakthrough is naturally a bit difficult.
In one sentence, Wang Feng's current cultivation level is completely out of touch with the other monks. Before Wang Feng figures out how to break through, he can only continue to extract the colorful mist if he wants to increase his combat effectiveness.
Apart from that, Wang Feng seemed unable to do much. Maybe his clone had already reached the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm when he broke through.
"Wang Feng, I saw you released colorful mist before, so what happened? I can feel that the colorful mist should be more powerful than the gray-brown mist you are releasing now." Shen Shuanzi suddenly said.
The fortune teller was one of the spectators in the last battle between Wang Feng and the Emperor, so he knew very well what Wang Feng used at that time and has never forgotten it.
"I just got it by chance." As he spoke, Wang Feng began to describe to them the last time he almost died.
Jiang Yihuan may not know much about this matter, but the fortune teller must know about it. He even asked Wang Feng before.
"Opportunities are really everywhere. You can survive even in this situation."
"Okay, I've said everything I need to say, now it's my turn to ask."
As he spoke, Wang Feng turned his attention to the divine fortune teller and asked, "I wonder how you broke through to the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm?"
Wang Feng has not reached this level, he has only touched some thresholds. It is not that Wang Feng has not stood with Emperor Yongzhen before, but Wang Feng did not ask, because there is still a layer of separation between him and Emperor Yongzhen.
But this fortune teller is different. This guy is very close to Wang Feng, so Wang Feng can ask questions without any hesitation.
Not only did he want to know what was going on, Jiang Yihuan also needed to know, because he had already condensed the heart of the great road and was only one step away from reaching the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm.
If the experience of this divine fortune teller can help him, wouldn't Wang Feng's side soon have an additional monk at the mid-level of the Immortal Martial Realm?
Regardless of the fact that there are many early-level Immortal Martial Realm monks in the Scarlet Flame Alliance, all of these early-level Immortal Martial Realm monks combined may not be as powerful as a divine fortune teller.
So what Wang Feng really needs now is not people like them, what he wants is people at the level of the divine fortune teller.
"I don't know how I broke through. I was suddenly awakened while practicing, and then I felt a force that seemed to be rushing out of my body, and I could also feel the panic surrounding me. My body, so I knew I was definitely going to survive the tribulation.”
"Is it that simple? No signs at all?"
Hearing this, Wang Feng and Jiang Yihuan were both a little confused, because the fortune teller didn't describe it clearly at all.
"Yes, it's that simple." The fortune teller nodded.
"By the way, a strange thing happened when he was going through the tribulation." Jiang Yihuan took over the words at this time.
You must know that the catastrophe that this divine fortune teller overcame was simply a miracle, so Jiang Yihuan also wanted Wang Feng to know about it.
"What's weird?" Upon hearing this, Wang Feng's face showed a trace of doubt.
"His Heavenly Tribulation had no impact on him at all. It was even helping him strengthen his physical body. Even after the puppet self-destructed and left only the remnant soul, the power of this Heavenly Tribulation was still helping him recover from his injuries. I have all benefited from it.”
"Is there such a thing?"
You must know that Wang Feng is no longer a person who has overcome tribulations once and twice, so he is very clear about how terrifying the power of this tribulation is. You must know that when this divine fortune teller was overcoming tribulations before, he was also overcoming tribulations, and he was even almost hacked. die.
And now Jiang Yihuan actually said that the fortune teller's calamity did not cause any harm at all. How could this make Wang Feng feel so embarrassed?
He was almost hacked to death, but nothing happened to the fortune teller. Isn't this too unbalanced?
"Yes, I saw that everyone was confused at the time. It was obvious that they had never seen anything like this."
"Master fortune teller, tell me what's going on? Could it be that you've turned around in some way?" At this time, Wang Feng turned his attention to the fortune teller and asked.
"roll."
Hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortune teller immediately cursed and said: "It's not like you don't know where I am from. I think I must have done too many good things in my life, so this is God's intention to let me go." .”
"Can you please give me some face?" Wang Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this. It would be normal if he did good deeds without leaving his name. After all, Wang Feng really did good deeds.
But where has this divine fortune teller ever done anything good?
People come to him and assume that he doesn't want to help others, but he actually instructs others to commit suicide, and also claims that he is helping others to escape. What kind of good thing is this?
Moreover, this guy has been a terrible deceiver all his life. He actually said that he has done too many good things. Aren't you ashamed of lying?