The best eye

Chapter 1417 The Crazy Spirit Demon Patriarch
While speaking, Wang Feng was still winking at Huang Dazhuang, he was really afraid that Huang Dazhuang would ruin his plan.

Sound transmission is obviously not acceptable, because in front of this old man, Wang Feng and Huang Dazhuang's sound transmission is very likely to be eavesdropped by him, so Wang Feng can only wink.

Huang Dazhuang is not an idiot, he can understand that Wang Feng wants him to worship him as a teacher, and he trusts Wang Feng 100%, so after a short silence, he said to the old man: "It is not impossible to want me to worship you as a teacher, But there is a meeting ceremony for apprentices, I wonder what you can give me?"

"The old man has spent his whole life in the heavens, and he has too many rare treasures to count. I don't know what you want?" the old man said very domineeringly.

"Things outside of me are useless to me. If you really want to, you can just give me the elixir." Huang Dazhuang said.

"That's easy to say. I have a lot of pills in my hand. I can satisfy your request."

"Okay, ten thirteenth grade pills, bring them here." Huang Dazhuang stretched out his hand while speaking.

"What?" Hearing Huang Dazhuang's words, the old man wondered if there was something wrong with his ears. Even at this moment, his voice was raised by three points out of thin air, and he asked for a thirteenth grade elixir, which was too dark right?

"Didn't you say that you could satisfy my request? I want ten thirteenth-grade pills. Could it be that you can't get them out?" Huang Dazhuang asked suspiciously after being stunned for a moment.

"Boy, your appetite is too big, right? Do you know what the thirteenth-grade pill is?" The old man shouted, blowing his beard and staring.

"Isn't it just this thing?" While speaking, Huang Dazhuang flipped his hands and took out a thirteenth grade elixir. He didn't have this kind of elixir originally. This was what Wang Feng won from Qin Yu last time and gave it away. He one.

"It really is the thirteenth grade elixir." Feeling the majestic power coming from the elixir, the old man showed shock on his face.

Huang Dazhuang's realm is only Nine Star Immortal, how could he have such a grade of elixir in his hand?
You must know that not only in the Yeshi Plain, but also in other places where thirteenth-grade pills are priceless, because there are too few high-level alchemists who can refine such pills. The pills are all of great value.

Right now, Huang Dazhuang took out one by flipping his hands, the old man was naturally surprised.

It's better than he doesn't have many thirteenth-grade pills now, and some of them were obtained by him after a lot of effort.

"How is it? Would you like to give ten thirteenth grade pills?" Huang Dazhuang asked.

"This……."

"Senior, it's a sure-fire business to accept a genius apprentice to inherit the Tao." At this time, Wang Feng urged him from the side.

"Just now you said that you have countless rare treasures. Could it be that you can't even get this elixir?" Huang Dazhuang asked suspiciously at this time.

"This……."

Hearing what Wang Feng and Huang Dazhuang said, the old man also felt his face burning. He was too full of words just now, and in his opinion, Huang Dazhuang is just a junior monk, and what he needs should be some handy skills and weapons What.

But what he didn't expect was that Huang Dazhuang actually asked for the pill. Isn't this deliberately exploiting him?

However, there is an old saying that a dumb man cannot tell if he suffers from eating Coptis chinensis, and he feels this way now.

He has been cultivating for tens of thousands of years, and he has never thought of finding a disciple for so many years, but as his realm gradually stagnates, he knows that his strength in this life may be coming to an end, and it will be nothing more than to drag on. It's just wasting his lifespan.

Once his life essence is exhausted, he will also die.

Although people in this world yearn for the way of longevity, and all monks are advancing on this road, but whether you are the ruler of the heavens or a trafficker, you are so vulnerable in the face of time, anyone It is impossible to obtain real longevity, because everyone will experience the step of old age and death.

It can be said that the Dao of Longevity has never existed, and the reason why many monks live a long time is only related to their strength, so if they want to truly achieve longevity, monks need to continue to climb the realm, because the realm strengthens Shouyuan will also be improved accordingly, perhaps this is also a different kind of longevity, because the realm is endless, no one dares to say that he has reached the strongest.

The human body is an infinite treasure. No one knows where the end point that human beings can reach is. What everyone is doing is constantly groping on this endless road.

Since a person will experience death, this old man has gradually seen it away. Since his cultivation base has no future, he should pass on his own ability, so he needs a person who is suitable for inheriting his own morality. disciple.

It's just that he searched for a long time and he couldn't find a really suitable one, because most of the evil young people already belonged to him, and it was definitely impossible for him to find them halfway, so he spent a lot of time just looking for apprentices. Great mind.

Seeing that there was an owner of Tianyan, he never thought that the other party had no request to be a teacher at all, so now he can only take the second best and accept Huang Dazhuang as his disciple.

According to Huang Dazhuang's age, as long as he is well-trained, he will definitely be a rising overlord in time, but before the apprenticeship ceremony started, he was startled by Huang Dazhuang's appetite.

Ten thirteenth-grade pills, you must know that if these things are exchanged for spirit stones, they will definitely be an incomparable wealth, so now he is entangled.

"Senior, you only have one chance, if you miss it, it will be gone." Seeing the old man's changing expression, Wang Feng hurriedly said something again.

"I thought you were so rich, but I didn't expect you couldn't even get ten pills." At this time, Huang Dazhuang also said in a contemptuous tone.

"You two don't need to provoke me, I'll give you the elixir." After glancing at Wang Feng and Huang Dazhuang, the old man finally said with a sigh.

Since he has not been able to find a suitable heir to the orthodoxy, he can only agree to Huang Dazhuang's seemingly unreasonable request. Since he is his disciple, everything about him after his fall will naturally belong to his disciple, so thinking about it like this After that, he immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

It is right to train one's own apprentice.

"Meet Master." Seeing that the other party agreed, Huang Dazhuang quickly changed his name and called Master.

He knew how rare the thirteenth grade pill was, so now he just picked up a huge bargain.

This old man is really easy to talk to.

"Don't worry, if you want to join my sect, you need to kowtow three times. This is the most basic apprenticeship etiquette, otherwise we may not be able to succeed as masters and apprentices."

"I'm afraid we don't have that kind of time right now." Hearing what the old man said, Wang Feng suddenly turned and looked out the window. Under his gaze, he saw with his own eyes that the formation outside the Heavenly Demon Palace collapsed.

A formation blocked the two sects for as long as 1 minute, which is already very abnormal.

However, these two sects are now as unstoppable as two tigers out of the cage. Once the first formation was broken, the second formation was shattered after a few breaths. There's no way to hold them back for too long.

After all, what they are now struggling with is more than half of the peak combat power in the entire Night Plain. With their joint efforts, even the sky will be poked a hole, so it is completely reasonable to break the formation.

Of course, what really surprised Wang Feng was not the fact that the two sects joined forces to break the formation. What he noticed now was actually the situation inside the Tianmo Temple.

In the heart of Tianmo Temple, Wang Feng left a ray of his own soul. Although this soul is not very offensive, but because it is separated from Wang Feng's body, now he can clearly feel the heart. changes among.

The power in the heart was very calm before, but just now Wang Feng found that the power in the stone statue's heart seemed to be boiling. The spirit demon ancestor should have embarked on the road to resurrection.

Facing a master capable of sweeping the entire night plain, Wang Feng couldn't ignore it, so he even had to end the conversation, because once he missed the best time to attack, the ancestor spirit demon would definitely come back to life.

He wanted to abduct this frightening old man, but Wang Feng was even more afraid that he would be missed by the other party, so before the other party really recovered, Wang Feng wanted him to fail.

"Senior, if you don't want to be hunted down by the people from the Heavenly Demon Palace, you'd better leave now." Wang Feng said at this time.

"It's a joke, old man, although I am not the opponent of the Heavenly Demon Palace, it is not so easy for them to keep me. Neither of you little fellows have left. Wouldn't it make people laugh if I left?"

"In that case, let's pretend that I didn't say anything." Seeing that the other party didn't listen to his persuasion, Wang Feng didn't continue, because he needed to pay attention to the movement of his own soul at all times.

Because the most critical moment has arrived.

……

In the Heavenly Demon Palace, innocent monks died in batches. The blood mist has filled the entire Heavenly Demon Palace, and the inside has become a sea of ​​red. Looking at the piled up corpses, I don’t know how many disciples there are in the Heavenly Demon Palace. All feel the body chill.

It's not that they haven't killed people before, but they haven't seen this kind of massacre. It's a disaster to lay down millions of corpses in one day.

There is now a layer of pitch-black mist around the stone statue. These are the inextinguishable evil spirits left after the tragic deaths of those innocent monks. They all died in hatred, so subconsciously they want to To take revenge.

It is precisely because of their deep-seated hatred that they left behind an astonishing evil spirit after their death. Once these evil spirits are brought out against the enemy, the light ones can make people confused, while the severe ones may wipe out the monk's mind. Soul, this evil spirit is not a good thing, but if it is used properly, it is a supreme weapon.

It's just that these evil spirits are not used to fight against the enemy, they only exist for one purpose, and that is to help the ancestor spirit demon open the road to the underworld.

Although the soul he left behind has become very powerful, if he can't get back his complete soul, it will be difficult for him to break away from the bondage of the weapon, so he can only be truly resurrected if he recalls his own soul.

He is like the metamorphosed dragon, only when he breaks away from the shackles of his original body can he be truly reborn.

And this day, he has been waiting for too long.

"Die, the more you die, the better." A chilling voice rang out. At this moment, the voice of the spirit demon patriarch was like a magic barrier, making many disciples of the Heavenly Demon Hall chill in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)