Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 59 Such a Gift
The speed of the black-clothed disciple was not fast, and the two of them flew over the mountains and forests and came to the seaside.

The black-clothed disciple continued to move forward, flying into the distance against the sea breeze.

Being able to fly meant that the black-clothed disciple was a spiritual cultivator, but what he could perceive was only his mid-level cultivator's cultivation. Feng Ting didn't understand how the black-clothed disciple used to hide his cultivation.

Feng Ting followed behind the black-clothed disciple, and the speed of the two became faster and faster, like two shadows traveling across the sea.

While flying, Feng Ting could feel the fiery breath emanating from the black-clothed disciple, it was the Huo Rong Pill exerting its medicinal power.

The body of the black-clothed disciple seemed to be being burned by flames at the moment, but he was able to bear the pain calmly, which made Feng Ting feel that he was a bit extraordinary.

Three hours later, the sun had covered the sea surface, shimmering and dazzling.

Finally, the two stopped above a small green island.

The feet of the black-clothed disciple landed on the ground, and Feng Ting followed suit.

But when his feet touched the green rock, he was taken aback.

This is not an island at all, but the back of a giant sea turtle.

It's just because the turtle is so huge that it feels like a small island.

The turtle moved and continued to go deeper into the sea.

Standing on the turtle's back, if you don't feel it carefully, you won't notice it moving at all.

Feng Ting suddenly asked casually: "Why did you sneak into Ye Haizong back then?"

"Play." The black-clothed disciple replied indifferently.

Feng Ting smiled helplessly, although the black-clothed disciple didn't look like a person who liked to play, but he believed his reason.

The cool sea breeze blew past his ears, Feng Ting looked at the vast sea, and said: "The Rogue Sect often moves in this sea area, didn't they notice your existence?"

"What kind of thing is the Rogue Sect?"

The black-clothed disciple's voice was incomparably indifferent, in stark contrast to his fiery body.

Feng Ting smiled slightly: "The three people who died the night before were all big shots in the Rogue Sect, right?"

"There are no big names in the Rogue Sect," said the black-clothed disciple.

Feng Ting smiled and said, "In those three hands, is there the hand of the Sect Master of the Rogue Sect?"

"Have."

Hearing the disciple in black's affirmative answer, Feng Ting smiled and said, "This rogue sect master doesn't even know you exist, damn it."

The black-clothed disciple glanced at Feng Ting, and said indifferently: "Actually, I think those two people from Ye Haizong deserve to die even more."

"That's right, but my father is soft-hearted. If he dies, he might feel a little uneasy." Feng Ting said casually.

"People in Yehaizong are very stupid." said the disciple in black.

Feng Ting smiled and said: "You can call me stupid, please respect my father."

Hearing this, the disciple in black turned his head and glanced at Feng Ting: "You are the only one in Ye Haizong who is not too stupid."

Feng Ting said seriously: "I've said it before, you can't be disrespectful to my father."

The black-clothed disciple didn't expect Feng Ting to be so serious. He frowned and wanted to speak, but stopped when he reached the point of his mouth.

The two stood quietly on the back of the turtle, and quickly went to the depths of the sea.

An hour later, a small island appeared in front of him.

The island doesn't seem to be as big as the turtle's back. It is surrounded by white sandy beaches and surrounded by a rocky mountain.

The big turtle stopped, and the black-clothed disciple and Feng Ting flew onto the small island and onto the rocky mountain.

A cave appeared in front of him, and he could feel the presence of someone in the cave.

The black-clothed disciple led Feng Ting into the cave, and there was a white-haired old man sitting on a stone in the cave.

The old man looked very weak, his body was tired, his skin was dull, and his eyes were dull.

Feng Ting didn't perceive the old man's realm. This doesn't mean that the old man hid his realm, but that the old man's realm was too high for him to perceive it at all.

"Uncle Lan." The disciple in black greeted the old man.

"See Lamb."

Feng Ting also bowed to salute, this old man was the first person who made him feel like an elder after his rebirth.

Not only because of his old age, but also because of his strength.

The old man looked at Feng Ting and smiled slightly: "Thank you for treating Xiao Ning."

"Uncle Lan, you're welcome, it's easy to do." Feng Ting only knew at this moment that the fake black-clothed disciple was called Xiao Ning.

"The fact that you can refine Huo Rong Pill at such a young age really makes the old man incomprehensible." The old man sighed.

Feng Ting smiled and said, "It's just that there is a little bit of talent in refining medicine."

The old man smiled and said, "Xiao Ning said that you are very proud, but I don't think so."

The black-clothed disciple said beside him, "I'm also wondering why he has become humble."

Feng Ting said with a smile: "I am very humble."

"Haha...it's good to be modest...cough cough..." Uncle Lan coughed weakly.

Feng Ting felt that Lambert's weakness was not feigned, but really weak.

A person so strong, so weak, there are only two possibilities.

One is terminally ill, and the other is near the end of life.

Uncle Lan seemed to see what Feng Ting was thinking. He smiled and said, "I came to you because I was going to die. If I don't talk to you anymore, I won't have a chance."

Feng Ting's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately said, "Uncle Lan, can I check your pulse?"

"Haha... no need, my lifespan is nearing the end, even if the gods arrive, I won't be able to recover." The old man smiled peacefully.

Feng Ting said: "When I go back to refine some life-prolonging panacea, I will try it for Uncle Lan."

The old man smiled and said, "Son, thank you for your kindness. But it's really unnecessary. I'm calling you this time, and I hope you can help me take care of Xiao Ning."

"He and I are already friends." Feng Ting replied.

"I don't know what a friend is, so you must not be." The disciple in black retorted very simply.

The old man smiled kindly: "Feng Ting, Xiao Ning has a bit of a temper, but he thinks highly of you."

Feng Ting laughed and said, "He said I'm not too stupid."

"You are the second person he thinks is not too stupid, and I am the first." The old man laughed.

"So, he thinks he is also a very stupid person?" Feng Ting asked casually.

"Hahaha..." The old man laughed happily, "It seems to be like this."

The disciple in black looked at Feng Ting and suddenly became colder, but he didn't say anything.

The old man took out a medicinal cauldron from the box at hand. The medicinal cauldron looked very simple at first glance, but if you looked carefully, you would find that there were countless fine lines on the body of the cauldron. It seemed like layers of fog.

There is a sense of distance and thickness, which seems to allow people to see the ancient times.

Sea Emperor Ding!
Feng Ting recognized that this was the legendary sea emperor tripod, the most precious treasure in refining medicine. Even in the life when he became alchemy master, he did not find this sea emperor tripod.

"Do you recognize this medicinal cauldron?" The old man's dull eyes lit up slightly.

"Uncle Lan, is this the Sea Emperor Cauldron?" Feng Ting replied.

"Hahaha...good eyesight...as expected of a genius in refining medicine!" Uncle Lan sighed.

"My talent for refining medicine is really bad. Even with this Haihuang cauldron, I have never refined Huo Rongdan. I will give this cauldron to you now so that I won't be buried." The old man raised his hand and threw it away. .

Feng Ting caught it with both hands, and immediately felt the aura flow in the body of the tripod, which made his heart move with the rhyme.

For alchemists, this is definitely a peerless treasure.I was in need of a good medicine cauldron, but I didn't expect someone to send such a treasure.

"Thank you Lamb."

The surprise was so great that Feng Ting almost forgot to thank him.

But he immediately thought of a question, Lamb obviously knew that Huo Rong Pill could suppress the extreme coldness in Xiao Ning's meridians, why didn't he take Xiao Ning to find other powerful alchemists.

Although this Huo Rong Pill is difficult to refine, there are still people who can refine it in this Wuling Starfield.

Now I gave him the most precious sea emperor cauldron, just to let him refine Huorong Pill for Xiao Ning.

Although the human life is the greatest, he is not the only alchemist, but this Sea Emperor Cauldron is unique.

Lan Bo looked at Feng Ting and said with a smile: "You are thinking, why didn't I take Xiao Ning to seek medicine from other powerful alchemists?"

"Yes, in this Martial Spirit Starfield, there should be many people who can refine Huo Rong Pill." Feng Ting laughed.

The old man sighed slightly: "But those are all well-known alchemists. If I go to them, it's tantamount to telling the person who hurt Xiao Ning that Xiao Ning is still alive."

When Feng Ting heard this, he was startled, and asked: "The person who hurt Xiao Ning is very powerful, and Lan Bo is not his opponent?"

"En." Lambert's eyes dimmed.

"Who is this person who hurt Xiao Ning?" Feng Ting asked.

Lamb shook his head slightly: "I can't say."

Feng Ting suddenly understood Lan Bo's purpose for doing this, and he said, "You don't want Xiao Ning to take revenge."

"Yes."

"I see."

Feng Ting vaguely understood that this was because there was no hope of revenge, so there was no need to know who the enemy was.

Lan Bo continued: "If it wasn't for Xiao Ning's misunderstanding that I wouldn't treat him, I wouldn't tell Xiao Ning that the coldness in his meridians was caused by others."

Feng Ting nodded slightly, and said: "I believe that Xiao Ning should understand Uncle Lan's painstaking efforts. If he took Xiao Ning to find a miracle doctor, Xiao Ning would not be able to survive now."

"Yes." Lan Bo looked at Feng Ting and smiled kindly: "You are not only good at refining medicine, but also really smart."

Feng Ting looked at Uncle Lan, and said with a smile: "Uncle Lan, you are not afraid of me and those who hurt Xiao Ning, so you won't make Huo Rong Pill for Xiao Ning?"

Uncle Lan sighed slightly: "Of course I'm worried, but I'm going to die, and if I don't do anything else, Xiao Ning will go with me. It just so happens that Xiao Ning met you, so I want to bet once."

Feng Ting looked at Uncle Lan, fell silent for a moment, and said, "I hope I won't disappoint Uncle Lan."

"Hahaha... Well, it seems that I won the bet for the time being."

Although Lan Bo was weak and weak, Feng Ting was extremely shocked by that hearty laugh.

As he said that, Uncle Lan took out another ordinary ring from the box, and threw it to Feng Ting casually: "This is a space ring, even if your realm is a little low at the moment, you can use it."

"Thank you Lamb."

Feng Ting took the ring and immediately felt that the ring was as big as three houses.

Ordinary spatial spiritual tools can only be used by spiritual practitioners with activated spiritual consciousness.

This interspatial ring, in his realm, can be opened easily, this is the most amazing thing.

(End of this chapter)