Emperor of Death

Chapter 300 Arrangement of Tianluohua
When the little fat man heard Yechen seriously say that he had nothing to do with him, his face immediately became bitter.

Ye Chen said indifferently: "This time, the little fat man didn't contribute much, and he caused so much trouble. He got you so many herbs before and didn't let you spit them out. As companions, we are already very interesting."

"I want to find a place to cry for a while." The little fat man turned and left, and then looked for herbs in other places in a blink of an eye.

Ye Chen doesn't care either, most of the yin energy here has fulfilled Tianluohua, and there is a better herb, that is, the broken bone flower. As for the others, it is best to be only the third grade, and it is right to make up for the little fat man's injured heart. .Of course, it can't be all cheap for him. The death knight riding on the zombie horse has already started to snatch the medicinal herbs from the little fat man.

Meng Xinqi looked at Yechen and said, "You should know the function of Tianluohua."

"Of course!" Yechen said calmly.

Meng Xinqi said: "But you should also know that the elixir that needs to be refined from Tianluohua is very difficult to refine. Although it is a sixth-grade herb, even an eighth-grade alchemist has certain limitations. Failure rate. In the entire Martial God Empire, there are not many eighth-rank alchemists, and the pill requires special techniques. Even if it is an eighth-rank alchemist, it is not my direct descendant, and I am afraid that it will not be possible. I mean, After the end of the Tianwu Secret Realm, let's get the other side medicines together and go to the Holy Medicine Valley, and ask the Holy Medicine Valley to refine the elixir for us, and with my face, I should be able to ask those senior brothers to help."

"Your senior brother?" Ye Chen understood, "Fang Yi's disciple?"

"Exactly!" Meng Xinqi said, "Fifth Martial Uncle has three direct disciples, and to be able to refine the elixir, one of them needs to take action."

"Hehe, no need." Yechen said lightly.

Meng Xinqi frowned: "Then what do you mean?"

Ye Chen showed a bright smile and said: "As long as you have collected all the auxiliary medicines, give me a king-grade alchemy furnace, and I will make it myself."

"Hey, don't be too arrogant." Meng Xinqi immediately jumped up, "This is the elixir. Even if you are the new disciple of the fifth master, it is impossible to refine it."

Yechen smiled and said: "You don't need to hide it anymore, it's just a small fortune pill, there's nothing to say, I don't plan to keep it privately, after refining it, you will have one, and Ziyu will have one. Then he turned his attention to the little fat man and said, "Give the little fat man one too. I also really want to see how high a new power will develop."

"Yechen!" The little fat man suddenly turned his head and said with tears streaming down his face, "As expected of my good brother, as expected of us who went through life and death, you are my brother Dou's lifelong brother."

"Good Fortune Pill!" Wang Ziyu, who was a bit indifferent at first, trembled involuntarily when she heard these three words.

The little fat man ran over, and beside Wang Ziyu, he asked very honestly: "My lady, what is the Creation Pill?"

Wang Ziyu said indifferently: "The Good Fortune Pill, the good fortune that seizes the world, can defy the sky and change fate, turn the world around, and turn a mediocre person into a genius."

"Does a genius like me still need it?" The little fat man said shamelessly.

Ye Chen said indifferently from the side: "Little fat man, your bones are strange, and you are the most outstanding genius in the Wushen Continent. I don't think you need it."

The little fat man was taken aback, and quickly realized: "No, brother Yechen, I'm an idiot, I'm the stupidest one, I definitely need it."

Wang Ziyu continued: "It's a pity that the difficulty in refining and making alchemy is not his prescription, but the alchemy techniques and skills. Even if it is the disciple of Master Fang Yi in the Holy Medicine Valley, the failure rate is very high. My master told me all of these , He said that in the past hundred years, there have been very few Creation Pills released."

Ye Chen shook his head and said: "The Good Fortune Pill is not as exaggerated as you said, it just turns an ordinary person into a genius, it is very difficult to go further, Ziyu and Xinqi, the effect of the Good Fortune Pill on you It's very small. Of course, there are still some effects, but don't hold out too much hope."

Meng Xinqi continued to speak loudly: "Yechen, don't mess around, the Good Fortune Pill is not so easy to refine."

Ye Chen proudly said: "If I can't even refine it, then no one in this world can do it."

"You!" Meng Xinqi was anxious, "I didn't know before that you were so arrogant."

"It's called self-confidence." Ye Chen said lightly.

"Forget it, forget it, don't care about you, anyway, this genius doesn't need any Good Fortune Pill to improve his talent, so you can play however you like." Strong disappointment.

The little fat man ran to Yechen and said, "Well, can you really refine it? Didn't that young lady say it was difficult? Wait a minute, what did I hear just now? What do you call them? Ziyu, Xinqi? "

The little fat man's eyes widened, and he suddenly said loudly: "Wang Ziyu, Meng Xinqi. So it's you two."

"Hmph!" Meng Xinqi turned around and said, "Any comments?"

The little fat man said with a mournful face: "I thought the two evil stars who ran out there were actually you, so wouldn't I have no chance to get revenge in my life?"

"You still want to take revenge." Meng Xinqi rushed forward viciously.

"Help, I killed someone." The little fat man ran away in the graveyard.

Wang Ziyu and Yechen were left standing, Wang Ziyu said softly: "Can you really refine?"

Yechen smiled and said, "Do you believe it?"

"Don't believe me?" Wang Ziyu asked.

"Do you want to make a bet?" Ye Chen smiled.

"What are you gambling?"

Yechen smiled and said, "If you succeed, you will marry me; if you fail, I will marry you."

"Boring." Wang Ziyu turned her head away, ignoring Yechen.

After receiving the Tianluohua into the bag, there was nothing more worthy of Yechen's attention in the entire underground tomb.

Of course, Meng Xinqi insisted on going to the Holy Medicine Valley for refining and making pills, and Yechen continued to refine by herself, and it was expensive to have someone else refine the pills, at least half of the pills would be taken away by others, that would still be a success In the case of failure, the other party does not have to bear any responsibility.

In the tunnel, Lan Wen and Xiaokulou finally absorbed the soul fire, and a power far surpassing their previous power was exuding. After absorbing so much soul fire, they were finally promoted, and it was more than one level.

Xiaokulou has been promoted to a fourth-tier martial artist, while Lan Wen has been promoted to a third-tier martial artist, maintaining the same level as Yechen, and her strength has greatly increased.

"It's time to go." After cleaning up the medicinal materials in the tomb, Yechen said to several people, and then the group started to return to the original road.

"Yechen, you said this was a sect before, why did it become a secret place later? It's obvious that someone lived there before." On the way, Meng Xinqi said.

"I don't know either." Yechen shook his head, "Perhaps, this is not what we are capable of knowing now."

(End of this chapter)