The best eye

Chapter 968 Eleventh Grade Alchemist
Feeling very nervous, Wang Feng was afraid that he would miss this great fortune.

It's just that the more nervous he is, the more he can't remember things, which leads to confusion in his memory.

"You must calm down." Compulsively speaking to himself, Wang Feng quickly adjusted his mood, he must keep his mind at the critical moment, otherwise the good fortune this time would have to float away from his eyes.

Thinking of what he was going to do in the future, and thinking of his relatives on earth, Wang Feng's originally tense heart was quickly calming down.

And the result of this is that he is quickly memorizing the legacy of the old man.

This is the fortune that helped Wang Feng become a top alchemist, he must not miss it.

Wang Feng's own alchemy level is only the sixth rank, that is, alchemy master, but under the imprint of this memory, he instantly became the seventh rank alchemy master.

The memory was lost very quickly. At this moment, Wang Feng's Heavenly Eye was used to the extreme. At the same time, his soul seemed to be on fire. Everything had been operating to the extreme. Wang Feng was rapidly improving his alchemy level.

This is something that is directly imprinted in memory. As long as Wang Feng's soul power is strong enough, he can refine more advanced pills.

Seventh-rank alchemy guru has formed rapidly, and Wang Feng is still marching towards eighth-rank alchemy master. At the beginning, Liu Yidao's alchemy level was estimated to be ninth-rank, and now Wang Feng can catch up with him very quickly.

If the old guy Liu Yidao was still awake, he would probably jump ten feet high.

Half a minute later, Wang Feng became an eighth-rank alchemist as he wished, and his alchemy level was raised by a whole new level.

This is entirely dependent on his heavenly eyes. If he didn't have the heavenly eyes, it is estimated that the benefits that Wang Feng can get from the inheritance this time will not be too obvious.

This inheritance is completely as if it was specially prepared for him. After reaching the level of eighth-rank alchemy, Wang Feng began to comprehend the memory imprint of the ninth-rank alchemist.

It's just that the later it is, the harder it is for Wang Feng to comprehend it, because the memory becomes more and more obscure, just like cultivation, the more difficult it is.

But this is not a problem for Wang Feng, Tianyan is helping him at the moment, so don't say it is obscure, even if Wang Feng can't remember at all, he still has to grit his teeth and remember.

"Ninth-rank alchemist, here I come!"

There was a voice in Wang Feng's heart that only he could hear. At this moment, the inheritance of the ninth-rank alchemist began.

Sweat broke out on his forehead. At this moment, Wang Feng felt as if his head had become a river, and the river was rushing through his head at this moment, wanting to intercept all these things. , and not so easy.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Wang Feng's rank nine alchemist has finally been branded.

But the result of this is that his whole body is drenched with sweat, and his head is dizzy one after another. He is almost approaching the limit of memory.

The memory branding of the ninth-rank alchemist is completed, and the next step is the tenth-rank alchemist. The pills refined by the tenth-rank alchemist can be called divine pills. This shows how difficult it is to become a tenth-rank alchemist.

But becoming a tenth-rank alchemist now is just a fusion of memories for Wang Feng, as long as he can imprint his brand, then he is a genuine tenth-rank alchemist.

If there is an opportunity, it depends on whether Wang Feng can realize it.

"boom!"

Before the inheritance started, a huge roar erupted in Wang Feng's mind. At this moment, Wang Feng only felt his eyes go dark, and he almost fainted on the ground.

This is a sign that his memory has merged to the limit, and it is a sign that he cannot continue to hold on.

It's just that at this time, even the limit Wang Feng has to break through, because he wants to step into a higher level.

Although the improvement of alchemy level can't raise his realm in an instant, but as long as he can refine higher-level pills, is it still worrying that his strength cannot be improved?

The inheritance of memory at the tenth-grade alchemy level finally started, without considering whether Wang Feng could bear it at all.

The eyes of the sky opened, and the soul force was operated to the extreme by Wang Feng, and he was forcibly controlling himself to accept these precious memories.

But the more he controlled, the more he felt uncontrollable. In the end, his breathing became short of breath, and he felt like his head had become a powder keg, which might explode at any time.

His eyes were bloodshot and his body was trembling. At this moment, Wang Feng was in incomparable pain. This pain originated from the soul, and it was many times worse than the pain of his body.

Pain is second to none, the key is that now Wang Feng can't clearly imprint all these memories.

Figures of people close to him floated in front of his eyes one after another, and finally the scene in front of Wang Feng's eyes was still frozen at the scene when he left the earth.

At the beginning, he said that he would return to the earth within ten years, and now he has entered the heaven for almost six years, and the ten-year agreement is very close.

Right now is a great opportunity, if you miss it like this, it would be a great regret.

So pain is pain, Wang Feng is still doing his best to imprint these memories.

About 2 minutes passed, and a complete memory was imprinted in Wang Feng's mind by Wang Feng, which belonged to a tenth-rank alchemist.

Now Wang Feng has become a genuine tenth-rank alchemist.

call……

Letting out a long breath, Wang Feng felt a little relieved. The tenth-rank alchemist is already a remarkable achievement in the whole middle three days, because in the environment where alchemists are scarce, the tenth-rank alchemist is even rarer. And less.

Among the tenth-rank alchemists in the Void Sky Realm, Wang Feng was probably the only one in the entire middle three days.

Before he could catch his breath, another huge roar sounded in his head. At this moment, the inheritance memory of the eleventh-rank alchemist came.

It is extremely difficult to resist the huge pressure and fuse the memories of tenth-rank alchemists, but now Wang Feng has to deal with another bombardment of memories without even a break.

If Wang Feng hadn't died once and experienced many hardships, otherwise he might not be able to hold on just now.

Now he felt as if his whole body was going to collapse.

Clenching his teeth, blood flowed from the corner of Wang Feng's mouth. He bit his lip at this moment, forcing himself to accept the memory of the eleventh-rank alchemist.

Now all the credit for others will be passed on to him, so it would be a pity if Wang Feng couldn't resist.

The roar of his head continued, and Wang Feng was quickly integrating these memories into his own.

It's just that during the fusion process, Wang Feng sprayed blood several times when he opened his mouth, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

Like thousands of knives stirring in his head, memory imprints are a good thing, but because Wang Feng's own cultivation is still shallow, he is now completely moving his body beyond his own limits.

puff.

The great pain in his head caused Wang Feng to kneel on the ground in an instant. At this moment, blood was continuously dripping down the corner of his mouth. He was deaf at the seven orifices while trying to fuse his memory.

All he could feel was the roar in his head, like the sound of thunder resounding through his head, making his consciousness confused.

Just when Wang Feng was about to give up, suddenly, the majestic soul power that Senior Brother Du Shi had sealed in his mind began to explode.

It was as if the long-dried land was nourished by the heavy rain. At this moment, Wang Feng's condition was improving rapidly, and he began to grasp what he couldn't grasp, and he was quickly recording all the memory imprints.

About half an hour later, the memory imprint of the eleventh-rank alchemist was finally successfully imprinted into his own soul. At this moment, Wang Feng had become an eleventh-rank alchemist.

Although he has never refined such a elixir, he already knows how to do it. As long as he is given the medicinal materials and the elixir, he can start refining it now.

In order to get these precious memories, Wang Feng had to work harder than even a series of battles. Fortunately, in his sea of ​​consciousness, there was the soul that his senior brother Du Shi had sealed.

Otherwise, there is absolutely no way for Wang Feng to imprint the memories of these eleventh-rank alchemists.

I thought that entering this ancient tomb would improve my own strength, but now it seems that what Wang Feng got is very different from what he thought when he came in.

The memory of the eleventh-rank alchemist is over, and next is the memory of the twelfth-rank alchemist, that is, the memory of the god alchemist.

It's just that when this shock came, Wang Feng's whole body felt dark, as if thousands of horses were galloping. Under such a shock, let alone a brand, Wang Feng could maintain some clarity. It is already very difficult.

In the end, the memory of the Twelfth Grade God Alchemist passed through Wang Feng's mind regrettably. Wang Feng didn't catch anything. Of course, although the memory was lost, Wang Feng still captured some fragmented memories. These should be This is the key to him becoming a divine refiner in the future.

In the third day, eleventh-rank alchemists were already legendary existences. As for twelve-rank alchemists, they were probably even rarer. Wang Feng had never even heard of such a rank.

A succession ended like this. Wang Feng risked his head to explode and comprehended the true meaning of an eleventh-rank alchemist. Now he can be called an eleventh-rank alchemist. Such a rank is rare in China.

At least Wang Feng had never seen an alchemist of this level, even Liu Yidao, an old fellow, was only at the ninth rank at most.

It's a pity not being able to become a god alchemist, but Wang Feng is very satisfied to be able to become an eleventh-rank alchemist, because he never thought that he could reach such a level in such a short period of time.

This has far exceeded his expectations. If compared with the benefits, this may be greater than his strength improvement.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Wang Feng carefully sorted out his memory, then took a deep breath and stood up.

The inheritance here should be the alchemist's memory, which is very precious. Now Wang Feng's memory has been integrated into [-]%, and the memory of the alchemist has been lost.

So there shouldn't be any valuable things here worth discovering by Wang Feng.

In fact, this was indeed the case. Wang Feng wandered around here for a while, but apart from finding some elixir with a slight effect, he found nothing more.

One day is still long, so Wang Feng simply took away all the elixir here in the end. Anyway, he will not come to this place again in the future, so now he takes as much as he has time.

It took him half a day before Wang Feng was satisfied with the exchange.

Through the vortex in mid-air, Wang Feng finally appeared on that huge square.

The nine pillars are still there, and the middle-aged man who walked out of the stone body is also there, but at this moment he is not standing, he is floating in mid-air, and nine rays of light rise from each pillar at this moment, all of them Connected to this middle-aged man.

This was an astonishing scene, which made Wang Feng dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)