Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1199 Tears of the Gods! (3 more)
"Well, it's kind of hot."

Ling Feng said lightly.

"You... How many grades of pills do you want to refine? With your current cultivation, at least the fifth grade or even sixth grade pills will be effective?" Yang Huanzhi swallowed, not daring to go any higher. said.

After all, Ling Feng is too young, among those alchemy masters, none of them are 50 or [-] years old, or even [-] or [-] years old.

"Seventh Grade Pill, Xuanhai Meditation Pill."

Ling Feng said calmly, as if he didn't care at all.Tuobayan at the side had already known about Ling Feng's alchemy attainments, so he wasn't surprised.

"What did you say?"

Only Yang Huanzhi jumped up in surprise, "Seventh...seventh rank? Then you are at least a sixth-rank alchemist? How is this possible?"

"It's the sixth step."

Ling Feng pouted his lips, and said calmly: "Okay, I'm going to refine the elixir, please remember not to let outsiders disturb me."

After finishing speaking, Ling Feng turned around and walked towards the alchemy room, while Yang Huanzhi was only flustered in the wind.

In his early twenties, it doesn't matter if he can instantly kill a half-step Renhuang in terms of strength, but he is still a sixth-level alchemist!

Is this guy human after all?
Yang Huanzhi even doubted whether Ling Feng was taken away by that old monster, otherwise how could he be so heaven-defying.

……

Inside the alchemy room.

"Seventh grade high-level pill!"

Ling Feng took out the medicinal materials for refining the Xuanhai Ningshen Pill, looked at the pill furnace in the alchemy room, which was barely above the fifth grade, and said with a wry smile: "I hope it will be successful."

Although Ling Feng wasn't short on money, those medicinal materials basically didn't have much weight, and he only had enough to refine them twice at most.

With a sinking heart, Ling Feng started refining the elixir, and first started to preheat the elixir furnace.

This kind of low-level alchemy furnace cannot heat up instantly like the Yangu Xuanling Ding, so it needs a certain period of time to warm up. This is another test for the consumption of the alchemist's vitality.

Then, Ling Feng began to purify those medicinal materials, and everything was going on in an orderly manner.

……

About an hour later.

In front of the inn.

"Are you sure it's here?"

Murong Han asked coldly.

Outside the sedan chair, a dog leg of the Murong family, with thin sweat on his forehead at the moment, said repeatedly: "My lord, the villain is best at tracking breaths. These two are in this inn, there is absolutely nothing wrong!"

Murong Qianjun said gloomyly: "Go down and receive the reward, millions of high-grade primordial stones!"

Hearing this, several attendants around cast envious eyes at that lucky guy, 100 million, exactly 100 million high-grade primordial stones!
This is comparable to their salaries for decades.

And the most damning thing is that Ling Feng and those guys didn't hide at all. After leaving the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce, they swaggered back to the inn, and the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce and this inn are just across the street. Anyone with eyes has seen it.

Just because that kid talked fast and said it earlier than them, he got a reward of 100 million high-grade primordial stones.

This is too cool!

"Well, you bastard! Damn it!"

That Murong Qianjun was trembling with anger, this guy hurt himself, he didn't even hide, he didn't take himself seriously at all!

"Don't be impatient."

Murong Han lightly pressed his son's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Since my father has stood up for you, then this son will surely die. No matter what his background is, he will surely die today!"

"Thank you father!"

Murong Qianjun gritted his teeth, wishing he could cut off Ling Feng's flesh piece by piece.

Beating his handsome face like this, and making him lose face in front of so many people, this kind of humiliation can only be washed away with blood.

"Hmph, it's also my father's hesitation!"

Murong Han sighed softly, and in his palm, a gem like a teardrop appeared directly, and said in a hateful voice: "If my father had asked you to exchange this 'Tear of God' for the Yin-Yang stone, it would not have appeared today. Such a thing."

Murong Qianjun took a look at the "Tears of the Gods", and swallowed insignificantly.

Back then, when this gemstone of tears of the gods was auctioned at the auction house of the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce, it almost used up half of their family's property before bidding for it.

This treasure, because it looks like a teardrop, is called "Tears of the Gods", but it is not the tears of some gods, but a very special strange stone from outside the sky.

This strange stone has an extraordinary ability against the sky, that is, repair.

Any magic weapon of any rank will inevitably wear out or break, but this "tear of the gods" can repair any weapon, no matter what grade of magic weapon, no matter what material it is made of. Refined, there is no difference.

No matter what spiritual weapon or holy weapon, there is no exception!
Therefore, when this treasure was unearthed, it almost caused a sensation in the entire Tianlan sea area, and it was finally taken down by Murong Han.

The Yin-Yang Stone is indeed precious, but if the "Tears of the Gods" are used in exchange, Uncle Yang will definitely not refuse.

"Well, however, things have come to this point, and it is useless to think about them."

Murong Han glanced at his son, put the tear of the gods in the palm of Murong Qianjun, and said lightly: "Jun'er, I will give you this sacred stone for my father now, this time, for my father Not only will I snatch back the Yin-Yang Stone and give it to you, but I will also give you the Tears of the Gods, will you feel better?"

"Thank you father!"

Murong Qianjun tightly held onto the tear of the god, and his heart became agitated.

I didn't deserve this beating!
(End of this chapter)