Uncrowned Evil Emperor

This day's experience made Feng Jueyu feel exhausted. I guess there is no one in the world who is more unlucky than himself. When he came out of Taixuan, he was chased and killed all the way. A captive of a witch, not to mention the loss of Wuchen Tianjing, but also being forced to fight a duel, what's more sad, he didn't even know why he fought, how could he be so unlucky?

If there is a chance, Killer Feng would want to find a fortune teller to ask if he is unlucky in the past, which is such a sad reminder.

Back in the room arranged by Xiaoyue, the air was filled with the scent of a woman's body, and it seemed that there was a woman living in the room, and it seemed to be specially reserved for herself. Head fell asleep, sleep is the next day.

In the early morning of the next day, the morning light cast into the bedroom from the mist of the distant mountains, and sprinkled a dazzling golden color. Feng Jueyu was sleeping soundly, when suddenly he heard a hasty knock on the door.

"Feng, get out of here quickly?"

"Who?" Killer Feng Da, who was lingering in his sleep, opened his eyes for a look, then closed them lazily.

After the knock on the door sounded for a while, suddenly the "boom" was replaced by a huge roar. Killer Feng Da got up from the bed in a moment of alertness, and saw Wu Qingqiu standing in a light yellow pleated skirt, pinching Xiao Man's waist angrily. In front of her bed, she threw off Feng Jueyu's quilt and roared, "You're a pig, you haven't gotten up after screaming for a long time?"

I don't even have freedom.

Feng Jueyu groaned, getting used to the little witch's temper, pulled the quilt over her body, and replied sleepily: "Miss, you tormented me all day yesterday and didn't even let me sleep? "

"Sleep, sleep, just sleep, you eat everything I told you?" Wu Qingqiu's face turned red and white.

"What's the matter?" Feng Jueyu said in a daze.

"What's the matter? I told you to practice hard, but you actually sleep here?" Wu Qingqiuhuo said.

"Cultivation?" Feng Jueyu lifted the quilt, got out of the bed and stretched, and immediately became sober, and said to Wu Qingqiu: "Miss, three months, the alchemy state, you kill me."

"Come back to me." Wu Qingqiu saw Feng Jueyu lingering and wanted to lie down on the bed, grabbed him, and punched Killer Feng hard on the back with a pair of powder fists: "You This idiot, dare not listen to me."

Wu Qingqiu beat and scolded, but it seemed that she was exerting force, but her true energy did not move at all, and it fell on Feng Jueyu's body as if it was tickling. Feng Jueyu knew that this girl must be afraid of breaking her, and he would not be able to find someone to fight for her , so he ignored it even more and let Wu Qingqiu vent his anger.

In fact, his desire for cultivation is no less than that of Wu Qingqiu, but he deeply understands a truth. If he behaves too obviously, it will definitely arouse Wu Qingqiu's suspicion. Created many detours.

In the current situation, the stronger his cultivation, the more he would be able to escape from the sky. Wu Qingqiu was not good enough. Feng Jueyu saw that she was not malicious, but Dao Lingkong was different. In his eyes, he was just a As a chess piece, Feng Jueyu can't guarantee whether Dao Lingkong will keep him after finding the Tianxuan Baolu, so now he must improve his strength as soon as possible.

Let Wu Qingqiu fight for a while, Feng Jueyu pretended to be scared and waved his hands carelessly, shouting: "Okay, I'll just go with you, tell me, where shall we go to practice?"

"That's about the same." Wu Qingqiu sent out an evil fire, rested for a while, and then walked out of Qingqiu Pavilion with Feng Jueyu.

On the back mountain of Qingqiu Peak, in front of an ancient cave, the two stopped. Not far away, an old man named Feng Bo stayed there early. A huge alchemy furnace in front of the cave was burning with raging fire. The scent of medicinal herbs emanating from the cauldron made Killer Feng feel refreshed for a while.

"Good pill, at least the second grade of Ziyan." Feng Jueyu felt relieved.

"Uncle Feng." Seeing Uncle Feng, Wuqing ran over with little feet, that Uncle Feng looked forced and helpless, first sighed, and then showed a caring and kind smile: "Miss Qingqiu."

"Is the pill ready?"

"It's ready."

"Uncle Feng, you are so kind." Joy flashed across Wu Qingqiu's face, and then she looked at Feng Jueyu with a ferocious expression, and ordered: "Listen, from now on, I will arrive every morning. Fudan here, I will pick you up in two hours and go to another place, don't be lazy, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Jueyu hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, I know whether you are annoying or not."

"you……"

Uncle Feng watched helplessly as the two fought back and forth, and interrupted: "Miss Qingqiu, leave him to me."

"Thank you, Uncle Feng." Wu Qingqiu wrinkled her nose and snorted, then glared at Feng Jueyu, and was about to leave when she stopped suddenly: "By the way, hand over the order card that the palace lord gave you. , I will keep it for you."

The pro-order card is Feng Jueyu's proof of passage in Wanyue Tiangong. He also plans to use the pro-command card to visit Shi Jingkuan in the Prisoner Palace. How could he hand it over casually.When Feng Jueyu heard the words, he quickly refused: "How can I do that? Without it, how can I help the Palace Master study Wuchen Tianjing?"

Wu Qingqiu snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Are you really treating yourself as a dish? The palace lord is just using you, you can't even tell, idiot, take it out quickly, don't force me to do it, when the palace lord needs you , I’ll take you there again, anyway, the Palace Master will find you through this girl.”

Wu Qingqiu raised her eyebrows arrogantly, Feng Jueyu rolled her eyes, she had no choice but to hand over the order card.

The wind on the mountain peak was bitter, and there was a cool air, but when this cool air was blown next to the alchemy cauldron, it turned into wisps of dry heat.

Watching Wu Qingqiu leave, Uncle Feng shook his head helplessly, and waved at Feng Jueyu: "You... come here."

Feng Jueyu walked over dully, and Feng Bo's expression suddenly became extremely serious: "Little guy, alas, it shouldn't be like this, it's just that Miss Qingqiu has to do what Miss Qingqiu ordered me to do, so don't treat yourself as a What kind of grand plan, I want to remind you, you are just a slave, even if the palace lord treats you differently, it is still..."

Halfway through the speech, Feng Bo paused, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, don't mention it, anyway, as long as you are obedient, Miss Qingqiu won't hurt you, her nature is not bad, but because of one incident, she has no choice but to use you , you must not blame her, otherwise the old man will never forgive you."

Feng Bo talked nonsense, and Feng Jueyu nodded. In fact, he had already planned in his heart. If one day he has the ability, he must capture that girl and spank her. My lord, I have been played around by you, and if I pass it back, I can still be fooled.

Tired of thinking, Feng Jueyu was soon attracted by the elixir in the cauldron: purple, with a pattern.

Ziyan first-grade pill.

He looked at Feng Bo in surprise, but he couldn't tell that this old guy was still a powerful alchemist.

When he was in Taixuan, Feng Jueyu didn't need to practice alchemy for a long time, but his natural talent made him better than Wang Jiutong in the creation of alchemy. The first one I saw was Zi Yan's first-rank alchemist. It seemed that the Hongtu Great World was full of talents.

Uncle Feng didn't know what Feng Jueyu was thinking, he thought he was coveting the elixir, he smiled disdainfully, and said: "Little guy, you're lucky, the old man's Qiansheng Pill is not something that ordinary people can eat. From now on, two pieces every morning, refine them as soon as possible, the old man will make your cultivation progress rapidly, come, take it up and eat it, and the old man will guard the gate for you."

As Feng Bo said, he slapped the cauldron cover with his palm, and the cauldron cover flew up in response, and two first-grade Ziyan Qiansheng pills flew into Feng Jueyu's hands.

As an alchemist, how could Feng Jueyu not be interested in alchemy, this Qiansheng pill is not in the Huayan Handbook, if he just eats it like this, without asking the purpose, he is a fool.

"Uncle Feng, what's the use of this pill?"

He has already felt that there is an extremely rich aura in Qiansheng Pill. It is probably some kind of tonic pill, and the most taboo of this kind of pill is to eat too much. Unexpectedly, Uncle Feng gave him two at a time. To put it bluntly, he was not afraid of embarrassment. Killer Fengda really didn't dare to eat casually.

Uncle Feng showed a contemptuous expression, and said disdainfully: "Have you never heard of Qiansheng Pill? Oh, no wonder, your grand planner is the most incompetent one I know."

Feng Jueyu's expression faltered, and he cursed secretly in his heart: Damn, I look down on people, I must have got your recipe for this elixir.

Feng Bo proudly said: "This pill is made of black dragon flower, transformed water, and passive true crystal. The black dragon flower is a rare flower that has been bred for thousands of years in the dragon clan's territory. It has the effect of inheriting spirit and replenishing energy; Without losing its warmth, it can stick to the divine consciousness; the passive true crystal is a miracle of the sky, a large piece of nail can make people's true energy regenerate and repeat, and the three medicinal materials are refined together to obtain a pill. It can let the true essence grow on its own."

"True essence self-generated?" Feng Jueyu let out a breath of shock when he heard this.

That means that Qiansheng Pill can use the warrior's true essence as a basis to continuously generate more true essence, so as to achieve the purpose of not needing tempering?

You must know that martial artist training is to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for their own use, and there are many impurities in the spiritual energy, so they need to be refined to extract the essence and remove the dross, so as to increase the number of true essence little by little.

Qiansheng Pill is different, it does not need to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but the medicinal properties allow the true essence to be transformed autonomously. To put it bluntly, it is like copying the true essence. of true yuan.

"There is still this kind of elixir in the world?" Feng Jueyu had opened his eyes, so he also decided that the formula of this elixir must be obtained.

Note to readers:

The first update on the 20th.