The best eye

Chapter 3911

Sitting cross-legged in front of Wang Feng, dense mist soon rose above the head of the divine fortune teller, which meant that his calculation had already begun, but whether he could figure out the whereabouts of the eldest prince, Wang Feng still had to wait for him. The end result will do.

"Little brat, you will have nothing to hide this time!"

The divine fortune teller who was calculating suddenly made a sound. Under such circumstances, the dense mist above his head suddenly intensified and began to roll violently.

Cough!

But just as the calculation speed increased, Shen Suanzi suddenly coughed violently. Seeing this scene, Wang Feng's face changed, and he felt that the emperor might have intervened at this moment, and Shen Suanzi was affected.

But compared to the last time, he is obviously much better this time, because last time he vomited blood directly, this time he just coughed, it seems that his cultivation level is still good, otherwise Wang Feng will find him Calculating the eldest prince, I am afraid that he will return in vain.

"Got you!"

About 5 minutes later, the fortune teller suddenly made a sound. He had calculated the whereabouts of the eldest prince, and opened his eyes at the same time.

"He is cultivating on a death star, we can go find him now." The fortune teller said.

"In this case, let's not hesitate, let's go."

"Hey, wait, wait, you haven't said what the mystery of the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm is." The fortune teller said.

This group of Wang Feng's calculations have come to fruition, and this fortune teller wants to be rewarded immediately.

This Wang Feng had previously agreed that as long as he could help Wang Feng figure out the information about the person he wanted, Wang Feng would tell him the secret of the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm. Now it seems that this Wang Feng might want to go back on his word.

"Let's talk as we go, and I'll tell you everything I know."

"No, no, no, you're going to find other people's troubles and drag me to do something. I also want to strengthen my realm and not walk with you."

"What? Are you afraid of meeting that emperor?" Wang Feng asked at this time.

"Isn't what you're talking nonsense? My old man is a mid-stage master of the Immortal Martial Realm. If you meet him, even if you and I add up, you won't be a match for others. I'll go with you. Isn't this courting death?"

"That's why we have to race against the emperor to kill the prince before him."

The eldest prince's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, and once such a monk comes in front of Wang Feng, he will basically be killed in seconds, so as long as Wang Feng can find the eldest prince before the emperor, then Wang Feng will be fine. Kill it.

So now he is completely racing against this time, how can he have the spare time here to slowly explain the mysteries of the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm to the divine fortune teller.

"You are trying to push me into this pit of fire." The face of the fortune teller showed bitterness.

"If you don't want to walk with me, it's not too late for you to go halfway after I finish talking about what you want to know."

"That's fine too."

Now that Wang Feng has already said this, it doesn't matter if the fortune teller walks with him for a certain distance. Anyway, if he withdraws halfway, even if the emperor wants to protect his son, he will only meet Wang Feng. What's the matter?

"Okay, now can you tell me what is the mystery of the mid-level of the Immortal Martial Realm?"

"You haven't told me where the prince is, are you too anxious?" Wang Feng said at this time.

"Go straight, with your cultivation base, it only takes about 10 minutes to get to the death star where the prince is."

"That can't be done. Only you know where the prince is. You have to go with me this time."

"You liar, you are trying to drag me into the abyss." Hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortune teller immediately wanted to stop in the starry sky.

It's a pity that before his speed came down, he found that he couldn't move, because Wang Feng had already restrained him, how could he break free.

"If I die, you will no longer have that kind of medicine to take from now on. You can't leave me alone this time."

"Nimei, please let me go, I have just broken through to the early stage of the realm of immortal martial arts, I don't want to die." This fortune teller was about to cry, this time he could be regarded as being on Wang Feng's boat.

"It's not that easy to die. If the emperor is protecting the eldest prince, we'll just run away. There won't be any danger."

"Hey, I'm afraid people will find us from a long distance away, is it so easy to escape?"

"Don't talk about that, you have to go today, you have to go, you have to go if you don't, I'm sure of you."

"You let me go, I don't listen to the so-called mystery."

Hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortune teller felt that Wang Feng's previous words might have been deceiving him, so he didn't want to go with Wang Feng at all now, this guy was just trying to kill him.

"This is what I promised you. Naturally, I will not break my promise. Now I will tell you the mystery of breaking through to the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm."

Speaking of this, Wang Feng paused for a while, and then said: "Do you know why the medicinal pill I refined with that big cauldron is so effective?"

Seeing what Wang Feng said was serious, the fortune teller couldn't help but stop struggling. He also wanted to hear what Wang Feng was going to say.

"I don't know anything about alchemy, please explain it to me," said the fortune teller.

"Actually, the elixir contains the power of the great way. What we need most in cultivation is not the aura of heaven and earth, but the power of the great way. It is precisely because of this kind of thing in the elixir that your cultivation can be achieved in such a short period of time." From the late stage of Blood Saint Realm to the early stage of Immortal Martial Realm within a short period of time."

"It's just a few pills, how powerful are they?" Hearing Wang Feng's words, there was a look of surprise on the face of the magician.

"Don't underestimate my few pills. It can be said that the three pills I gave you, just the power of the Dao contained in them, is enough for you to practice outside for ten years, or even twenty years. .”

"So powerful?" Hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortune teller couldn't help being extremely shocked. When he was taking the pill, he really felt that the pill was very miraculous, but now listening to Wang Feng's explanation, he felt that he seemed to be still I underestimated the elixir.

"Now that I know why that cauldron is so fierce, I still insist on using that elixir to refine elixir?"

"Could the elixir you refined have something to do with that cauldron?" Hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortune teller couldn't help being confused again, because he didn't seem to understand the relationship between the cauldron and the elixir .

"Let me tell you this, this cauldron will be swept down by the power of the great way when I refine the elixir, and my elixir will naturally contain the power of the great way after refining."

"Since the power of the Dao is so urgently needed, why don't you just jump into the cauldron to absorb it?"

"Are you stupid?" Hearing what the fortune teller said, Wang Feng couldn't help but want to scold him.

"Why am I so stupid? You said that there is the power of the Great Dao in this cauldron. Instead of wrapping the power of the Great Dao with pills, why don't you just jump in and absorb it, which will save trouble?"

"When you were calculating before that, what did you calculate? Did those who entered the cauldron survive?"

"Shit, I'd have forgotten it if you didn't tell me." Hearing Wang Feng's words, the magician finally came to his senses.

That big cauldron is a murderous thing, almost all the people who went in before died, under such circumstances, if the fortune teller let Wang Feng get in, wouldn't that tell Wang Feng to die?
(End of this chapter)