The best eye

Chapter 967 Inheritance of memory imprint
boom!
The ground shook violently, and an explosion sounded. At this moment, the stone body exploded, revealing a person wrapped in the stone shell.

This is a middle-aged man with starry eyebrows and sharp eyes. Although there are some gray hairs on the ears and temples, this does not affect his appearance. This man can be called a handsome man.

He is a living person, not a ghost soldier.

The engraving of the years did not make him ugly. On the contrary, it was the precipitation of the years that gave him a mature temperament. If there were any little girls on the earth here, they would definitely fall in love with this handsome guy of uncle level.

Of course, the most surprising thing is his pair of eyes. His eyes are extremely deep, as if they are like the boundless void, and one will fall into them at a glance.

But soon this feeling disappeared, his eyes were all vicissitudes, and he didn't know how long he had been here. It is estimated that the combined ages of the five people present were still far apart.

Boom!
At this moment, there was a clanging sound from the passage behind, and when he turned his head, he saw a solemn Yin soldier holding a spear blocking the retreat.

"Who are you?" Looking at the person who came out of the stone body, the Jiuyou Little Demon King suppressed the shock in his heart and asked.

"I am a person who should not have appeared in this world." A calm voice came from the mouth of the middle-aged man. His voice was not loud, but when it fell into everyone's ears, the voice became extremely magnificent , almost made Wang Feng's head explode.

"Then why did you bring us here?" Jiuyou Little Demon King continued to ask.

"Isn't this what you want to come in?" The middle-aged man glanced at the little devil, and then said slowly: "Being able to enter here means that you have passed the test, and then I will send you to the Palace of Inheritance." In the end, as for what you can get in the end, it depends on your personal opportunities."

"It has been countless years, and my mission is finally about to be completed." The middle-aged man's eyes were full of unimaginable vicissitudes. At this moment, he waved his sleeves, and Wang Feng and the five of them immediately flew up.

A vortex appeared in the air, and it was unknown where it led.

"Go, you have a total of one day. If you can't come out after one day, it means that you lose the qualification to inherit, and I will kill you."

The middle-aged man's voice was very calm, but among his subordinates, I'm afraid that none of Wang Feng and the others could resist. This is a master who doesn't know what level he is. Anyway, Wang Feng can't see through his depth.

Pushed into the vortex by a huge force, soon Wang Feng appeared in another place.

Just like entering this bone tower, after he appeared, there was no other person beside him. This should be a kind of random teleportation.

Looking back, Wang Feng could see that the vortex was still in mid-air. After trying his own strength, Wang Feng found that the restrictions here were extremely small, and he could fly freely in the air.

In one day, you should be able to get the things here, and then leave here calmly.

Tianyan swept forward, and Wang Feng found that there was a hall about tens of miles away from him, which should be the inheritance.

Exploding his own speed, Wang Feng quickly approached this hall.

"What a strong fragrance." Wang Feng smelled a strong fragrance before approaching the main hall. If the smell is not bad, it should be a pill.

The supreme being in this ancient tomb is very terrifying, if he left behind a pill, it must be a rare treasure.

With a smile on his face, Wang Feng finally landed in front of this great hall.

The main hall was intact, and it was filled with formations. It was this formation that protected this main hall. Otherwise, after countless years, the main hall would have decayed long ago.

No one told him how to break the formation, so now Wang Feng could only sit cross-legged, and then slowly explore how to break the formation with his eyes.

It's still early in the day, so Wang Feng still has time. As for the three hours mentioned by Gong Tian earlier, it must not count.

There is no such ancient power in this bone tower, and the middle-aged man has already said that this is the inheritance temple, so even if three hours have passed, the middle-aged man must have a way to send them out of this place.

After sitting cross-legged here for about two hours, Wang Feng finally found a way to break through the formation.

The formation was broken, and the strong medicinal fragrance became even stronger. There must be high-grade medicinal pills in this hall.

Pushing open the door that had been covered in dust for an unknown number of years, Wang Feng saw a cauldron in the middle of the hall, and the scent of medicine came from this cauldron.

Power filled the palm of his hand, and Wang Feng slapped the cauldron with one palm. With one palm, the lid of the cauldron was lifted off, followed by more than a dozen pills flying out of the cauldron. medicine.

"Where to escape!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Feng's hands and eyes were quick, and his palms directly grabbed the flying lights.

In the end, more than a dozen pills were caught by Wang Feng in the palm of his hand. After taking a deep breath, Wang Feng spread his palm.

The elixir is round, the size of a longan.

To Wang Feng's surprise, all of these pills were eleventh-grade pills, supreme treasures.

Wang Feng owed Uncle Chu a total of two eleventh-grade pills, and he stole one from Jiuyou Little Demon King, and Wang Feng was short of one.

But now he got more than a dozen eleventh-grade pills all at once, which was a complete surprise.

This time the debt owed to Uncle Chu can be repaid, and he himself can have a huge surplus.

Putting all the pills into his space ring, Wang Feng did not forget his purpose of coming here.

Since it is the Temple of Inheritance, there must be inheritance. These elixir should be just a surprise.

Climbing up to the top of the cauldron to have a look, Wang Feng found that the cauldron was empty now, and the pills in his ring should be all there is.

Regardless of whether Wang Feng was passed on during this trip to the ancient tomb, the dozens of eleventh-grade pills were Wang Feng's huge gains.

So this trip, Wang Feng has already made a lot of money.

After carefully turning around the Dan Ding, Wang Feng put both hands on the Dan Ding until he was convinced that there was nothing valuable in the Dan Ding.

The elixir was gone, and the alchemy itself was also a magic weapon, so Wang Feng was going to move it away for him. Anyway, staying here would be a piece of scrap metal, so it's better to take it out.

It's just that no matter how Wang Feng used his own strength, he couldn't shake the alchemy cauldron even a single bit. The alchemy cauldron seemed to grow on the earth, and he couldn't do anything with all his strength.

In the end, Wang Feng had to give up the idea of ​​removing the Dan Ding, because he couldn't take this heavy thing away.

Bypassing the alchemy tripod, Wang Feng started wandering around the entire hall proudly.

"Is this the inheritance?"

Looking at the jade slips placed on a stone platform, Wang Feng stretched out his hand out of curiosity.

The jade slip was very gentle, like a piece of jade, but in the next second, Wang Feng suddenly felt a tingling pain in his palm, as if he had been bitten by something.

The blood was draining rapidly, which made Wang Feng's head dizzy one after another.

In just a few seconds, Wang Feng felt that at least one-third of his blood had been absorbed by the jade slip.

It was like a blood-sucking insect, and Wang Feng's complexion changed.

He wanted to withdraw his palm, but at this moment his palm seemed to be covered with glue, and he couldn't withdraw his hand at all.

"This shit..." Cursed in his heart, Wang Feng didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, if the blood continued to drain, there might be serious problems with Wang Feng's body.

boom!
Fortunately, the speed of blood loss slowed down, the next Mi Wangfeng only felt a roar in his head, and an old man appeared in front of him.

The old man looked extremely peaceful, with a ruddy complexion, and he was looking at himself with a smile on his face at the moment.

"Who are you?" Looking at the other party, Wang Feng asked.

"An old guy who has been dead for an unknown number of years, there is no need to know. If you want my inheritance, don't talk. Let go of your mind. I will imprint my inheritance into your mind. As for How much you can remember depends on your personal ability."

The old man's voice was very calm, but Wang Feng was overjoyed when he heard his words. It really has a inheritance.

"Okay, senior just come." Wang Feng said.

"It's your ability to enter the place where I return, but whether you can take away the things of my life depends on your personal fortune." As he spoke, an incomparably rich light appeared in the hands of the old man.

Before Wang Feng could react, the old man's palm touched Wang Feng's sky cap.

In an instant, a majestic message appeared in Wang Feng's mind. This is not a method of cultivation, nor is it a powerful attack method. It is all the alchemy insights of the old man during his lifetime.

This realization is not a face-to-face teaching, it is an inheritance like memory, as long as Wang Feng understands it, his alchemy level can be directly improved.

This is true inheritance.

"The old man was a twelfth-grade god refiner before his death. If you can fully comprehend the brand mark, you can directly become a twelfth-grade god refiner. Let's start now!"

The old man's voice echoed in Wang Feng's mind, the twelfth grade god alchemist, this is an unprecedented extreme, Wang Feng has never heard of such a level of alchemy.

The memory began to be lost rapidly, and the previous memories were all low-grade, which didn't help Wang Feng much, but the later high-grade memories were what Wang Feng really needed.

The speed of memory loss is very fast, and it is not easy to quickly accommodate all these memories. Fortunately, Wang Feng's Sky Eye has an extremely powerful memory function, so this is also his big trump card.

The loss of memory is getting faster and faster, even Wang Feng has to concentrate and absorb these memories in the end.

Both the eye of the sky and the power of the soul have been used, and Wang Feng is working hard to record these precious things.

It goes without saying what a high-level alchemist represents. First of all, alchemists generally do not have weak people, because the pills they refine can help them improve their realm much faster than others.

At the same time, every alchemist is a person with huge wealth, because the elixir they refine is sky-high.

In the next three days, a seventh-rank alchemist can already be called a master. Even after three days in the middle school, seventh-rank pills are also rare, and eighth-rank, ninth-rank, and even tenth-rank alchemists are even rarer.

It's just that Wang Feng has never heard of alchemists who refine eleventh-grade pills. They seem to live in legends, and it is impossible for low-level monks to see them.

What kind of strength is what kind of insight, so if you want to know any eleventh-rank alchemist, I'm afraid you have to wait for stronger strength.

But now the opportunity to become an eleventh-rank, but a twelfth-rank god refiner is in front of him. This is a great opportunity, and Wang Feng must firmly grasp it in his palm no matter what.

(End of this chapter)