Chapter 1717 Slave Life
The power of the flames was absorbed by Ye Feng and integrated into the flame dantian. ·
Originally, Ye Feng had exhausted all his potential and was worrying about how to absorb various laws of heaven and earth.
This alchemy room is the best place, and it is the world of gods. In addition, there are elixirs everywhere. Ye Feng constantly extracts the flower spirit from the elixirs.
Moreover, the power of this flame is even more pure, second only to the True Fire of Samadhi, and is very rare.
Coupled with the yin energy exuding from the black robe, the alternation of yin and yang creates a unique scene. Both types of gas are what Ye Feng needs most at the moment.
The flames grew stronger and stronger, and Ye Feng became fully concentrated. He had forgotten that he was a slave. Since he wanted to do something, he had to do it without fail.
Refining elixirs at the God King level is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Ye Feng will not miss every detail.
One after another, the elixirs were thrown into the alchemy furnace. Under the blazing flames, the black robe's palms danced repeatedly, forming mysterious talismans that Ye Feng couldn't understand at all.
What kind of lines are these? It is so mysterious. Ye Feng is fascinated by it. The magic runes in the soul sea seem to be pulled, and traces of lines actually flow into Ye Feng's body.
This is a law that is understood at the level of a God King. It is simply unbelievable that Ye Feng can absorb it.
Fortunately, Heipao Ke had been focusing on refining the elixir and completely ignored Ye Feng's actions. As long as he kept such a strong flame at all times, it would be fine.
"Intensify the flames!"
The black robe man suddenly shouted coldly and asked Ye Feng to amplify the flame. He was focused on refining the elixir and had no time to control the flame, so he could only leave it to Ye Feng, otherwise he would not find a slave to take his place.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Above the void, a hissing sound came out, as if the space had been burned dry, making a hissing sound.
As for Ye Feng, he was completely in the furnace, and his whole body was about to be scorched. There was no other way, so Ye Feng accelerated the speed of absorbing the power of the flames.
But these flames were so powerful that it was extremely difficult for Ye Feng to defend against them. After all, Ye Feng was only a fourth-level Immortal King and could not contain the power of such a powerful flame. ·
Silently use the Nine Hell Demonic Cauldron to continuously absorb and store it for later digestion.
Heipao Ke suddenly glanced at Ye Feng. Several slaves he had found before had made mistakes in this link and were directly roasted to death by the flames.
So I looked at Ye Feng. Although Ye Feng had a sad look on his face, he was fine. There was only a slight sweat on his body. This situation made the black robe man slightly surprised.
Now that Ye Feng was fine, Heipao Ke suddenly increased the refining speed, threw in a few more elixirs, and the mysterious handprint appeared again.
While Ye Feng was controlling the flames, he was observing the handprints of the black robe man without missing a beat.
This is an excellent opportunity to absorb it. You can also learn alchemy techniques and understand the body and hand seals. It is simply killing two birds with one stone.
Time passed quickly, and the flame became larger and smaller for a while, but the temperature in the room continued to rise.
Because of the long period of refining the elixir, the temperature here was extremely high, and the surrounding walls were baked red. It was many times higher than in a sauna.
Terrifying air waves were released in the alchemy room. Ye Feng's clothes were already soaked through, and a large amount of sweat seeped out of Ye Feng's body.
Offering a water talisman, Ye Feng took a big gulp to replenish his body's water source, otherwise he would be roasted to death.
Heipao Ke did not stop him. The longer Ye Feng persisted, the smile appeared on his face.
None of the slaves he had found in the previous few times could persist until now, but Ye Feng had already persisted to the point of melting the pills, which was very good and exceeded Hei Pao Ke's expectations.
Even the seventh-grade Immortal King and the black-robed man who came to find him could not withstand the baking of the fire in the center of the earth and quickly turned into ashes.
Seeing that Ye Feng was safe and sound, Heipao Ke tried his best to refine the elixir. Ye Feng also did some research on the elixir. Although he was not at the level of a master,
There were men and women there at that time, and some theoretical knowledge was very rich.
Ye Feng kept every alchemy technique of Heipao Ke in mind, and when he got some elixirs in the future, he also tried to refine elixirs. ·
Under certain circumstances, the effect of elixir is absolutely above all else. A good elixir can solve many problems.
Waves of medicinal fragrance appeared. It seemed that the alchemy was very successful this time. A smile gradually appeared on Hei Pao Ke's face. He seemed to ignore Ye Feng's existence and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the alchemy.
In the alchemy room, the temperature was gradually rising. Ye Feng was sweating profusely and his whole body was soaked, but his face was very excited.
Ye Feng learned a lot from Heipao Ke. After all, he was a high-level god king. Even a single movement could make Ye Feng understand for a long time.
Unknowingly, Ye Feng's artistic conception is constantly sublimating, which means that Ye Feng has the potential to understand the God King.
Only through personal experience can we be qualified to understand and change ourselves. If we work behind closed doors, we will never be able to build a high-end vehicle, or even lead ourselves to a dead end.
Those hot air waves were compressed by Ye Feng, and they were continuously compressed and turned into flame crystals, which were stored in the Nine Hell Demonic Cauldron and slowly refined later.
Now that my time is limited and I am a slave, I dare not reveal too much.
As the flames suddenly burst out of Lao Gao, Ye Feng's body was thrown away. The elixir finally took shape, and the black robe man suddenly laughed.
"Hahaha, finally succeeded!"
Heipao Ke was very happy, as if he had not successfully refined it for many years.
In fact, Ye Feng really guessed it right. It was very complicated for Heipao Ke to refine the elixir. Someone had to control the fire, and ordinary people couldn't resist the flames. It took half a year to refine a complete elixir.
A lot of resources have been consumed. From the elixirs emanating from the ground, you can see how many elixirs have been wasted in the past six months.
"This is a reward for you. You have nothing to do today. Go back and rest!"
An elixir flew out of the black robe's hand and landed on Ye Feng. Then he strode outside, leaving the panting Ye Feng alone.
Looking at the elixir in his arms, the dissatisfaction on Ye Feng's face disappeared.
"It seems that this black robe man is not a ruthless person. He knows rewards and punishments. It seems that I just need to be more careful and try to communicate with him."
Ye Feng picked up the elixir. Although he could not directly improve himself to a higher level, he could definitely consolidate his cultivation and accumulate foundation.
Picking up the elixir and dragging his tired body back to his residence, he found Jintan sitting on a tree, looking at the lake, with a hint of sadness on his ferocious face.
Ye Feng also jumped onto the tree and sat next to Jin Yan, not having any grudge against his appearance at all.
When ordinary people see the Immortals, they will definitely be frightened and even stay away from them, because the Immortals look so terrifying.
The only exception was Ye Feng. Not only did he not dislike him, he also rescued Jin Yan, and the two sat next to each other.
"What are you thinking about? Tell me!"
Because Ye Feng knew that the Immortal clan was under a secret spell, which made their bodies become like this. As long as the spell is lifted, their bodies can return to normal.
Moreover, Ye Feng would not judge people by their appearance. The Immortal Clan was the witch god who controlled the world back then. Such a race has pure blood.
Ever since Ye Feng came into contact with the Wu Clan, their loyalty has made Ye Feng proudly respect them and not tolerate a trace of blasphemy.
"Didn't you say that being a slave to the black robe would not last more than two days? It's a miracle that you managed to come out of the alchemy room alive."
Jin Yan knew something about Heipao Ke. He went to the slave market almost every day for more than a month. The slaves who were taken away basically died in one day. It was indeed abnormal for someone like Ye Feng to come out alive.
"Because I'm special!"
Ye Feng smiled mysteriously, and of course he would not tell himself that he had a special physique and could withstand flames. Not only could he not be harmed, but it was a great tonic.
Jin Yan rolled his eyes at Ye Feng. After getting along with him for a day, he found that Ye Feng was not that annoying.
"Jin Yan, can you tell me about the Wu Clan?"
Ye Feng began to investigate the affairs of the Wu tribe in the fairy world. The last time he went to Jiuxing Villa, he had a mission to investigate the Wu tribe, hoping to find some clues.
But he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived in the God Realm, he would meet the descendants of Zhu Jiuyin.
"Why are you so interested in the Witch Clan?"
Jin Yan was puzzled. Human beings have always had a prejudice against the Wu Clan, believing that they should not be in charge of the world. They constantly rejected them, and even used such despicable methods to make the Wu Clan neither humans nor ghosts.
In ancient times, when the Wu clan was in charge of the world, the weather was smooth and the world was prosperous. However, unlike now, people everywhere in the Three Realms were in dire straits.
The mortal world is in chaos, the fairy world is also filthy, and the divine world is full of the weak and the strong. You are fighting for it, and the smoke of war is everywhere.
"It's just curiosity. Just satisfy my curiosity. Anyway, it's unknown whether the two of us can leave alive. Wouldn't it be good to talk to each other about our concerns?"
Ye Feng didn't take it seriously, thinking that both of them were going to die, so there was no secret left.
"The Wu Clan is such an ancient name. Now the God Realm knows how many people from the Wu Clan are there!"
Jin Yan sighed. The Wu Clan was gradually forgotten and even remained in history. Moreover, the Wu Clan became increasingly difficult to survive in the God Realm. Even if they hid in the mountains, they could still be found. Yang is an example.
Ye Feng's thoughts were suddenly intrigued. His understanding of the Wu Clan has always been full of mystery. This race rarely appears in human sight.
So every time Ye Feng encountered them, it was a coincidence. Even if he tried to look for them deliberately, he could not find any trace of them.
"Jing Yan, don't worry, the Wu Clan will one day restore its glory in ancient times and take charge of the world again."
Ye Feng patted Jin Yan's shoulder, stood up, and walked towards his room.
Jin Yan is still a little reluctant to let go. Since he refuses to talk about the Wu clan today, one day, he will tell Ye Feng himself.
Because Ye Feng needs him, and he also needs him to help him find more witch clans, establish the twelve witch gods, become his right-hand man, and regain control of the world.
Watching Ye Feng leave, Jin Yan glanced at Ye Feng's back and always felt that Ye Feng was unusual. From Ye Feng, he saw the shadow of the Witch God, as if the Lord Witch God had returned.