Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"What do you think of Lao Zhao's alchemy?" asked Mr. Zhao da.

"According to master Dong, the chief alchemy master of powerful countries, your alchemy is superb and far better than him," Ye Feng said.

"Ha ha, that's right. There are few people in the whole yuan and Wu mainland who can match Lao Zhao's Alchemy skills. But in those years, I devoted myself to studying this way and didn't have time to accept disciples. Later, I wanted to find disciples, but I was trapped by Ling juetian for more than 30 years. If it weren't for the help of my brothers, most of my alchemy would be lost this time?"

Mr. Zhao Da shook his head slightly as he said.

Ye Feng understood what he meant and said with a smile, "brother Zhao has entered the king's realm now. There will be a lot of time in the future. It will not be a problem to find a few talented disciples."

"Yes, ha ha... It's not a loss to have one less apprentice and one more brother. Well, it's not a loss, but a big profit." Mr. Zhao smiled and looked at Ye Feng, "Brother, why don't you stay with me? In your spare time, I can teach you some Dandao skills. You are young, but you have spiritual cultivation equivalent to a master. If you don't learn a craft, you will waste this incredible spiritual talent."

"I'd better... Forget it. After all, I have promised elder martial sister Yan that joining wanjuezong must enter wushuangfeng. It's not very suitable to stay with you."

Ye Feng was slightly stunned and immediately politely refused.

He didn't want to practice alchemy. If Ye Feng wanted to take the road of alchemy inscription, he wouldn't refuse master Dong at the beginning.

Ye Feng doesn't need any alchemy. The eternal pulse can directly take away the medicine of spiritual grass and refine it into any pill, which may not have such effect. Instead of wasting time on the pill, it's better to practice martial arts hard.

Mr. Zhao Da saw Ye Feng's hesitation, and the smile on his cheek slowed down. He looked at Ye Feng for a moment and asked, "it doesn't matter. After all, if my brother wants to practice Dan, just ask me."

Ye Feng smiled and nodded, "there's really one thing to ask brother for help! The last time I said Yuanyang holy water, now all the five main medicines have been collected..."

"Hehe, it's a little help. When we get back to zongmen, brother will do it for you immediately." Mr. Zhao Da picked his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Well, let's not talk about this. We're about to go to the place where the old bald donkey lives in seclusion. The old guy had a long relationship with Lao Zhao and me. It can be said that it's not too much to be a brother of life and death, and... Maybe he needs a brother to help him."

"Let me help? What can I help?" Ye Feng said strangely, but he didn't stop at his feet, keeping up with Mr. Zhao Da's pace.

"It's hard to say..."

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The flame peak is as high as ten thousand feet and breaks through the sky.

This height is hard for ordinary people to reach, and only powerful martial artists can climb to the top. Here, all kinds of vitality are fierce and tyrannical. Experts below the congenital level will basically be impacted and killed by the turbulent flow of vitality.

At a certain place on the top of the flame peak, there is a huge fire ignition array, which leads down the vitality of fire and forms an endless sky fire. Although the artificially built array is far less large than the Tianhuo vein burial pit, because of its small distribution range, the concentration of flame vitality is particularly strong within the enveloping range of the array.

In the middle of the Dharma array, there is a bare stone hut, which is difficult for creatures to get close, and it is particularly abrupt at the top of the flame peak.

Ye Feng looked at the whole piece from a distance like a burning sky fire and felt the strong vitality of the fire. He was very shocked. If Mr. Zhao Da hadn't told him in advance, it's hard to imagine that there were people living in seclusion for a long time in such a place.

"It hasn't been seen for decades, but the old bald donkey has made such a momentum? If alchemy here, the success rate will be one or two percent higher than that in other places!" when he jumped to the top of the mountain and saw the scene in front of him, even Mr. Zhao Da was a little surprised.

Ye Feng also took a breath.

With the help of favorable weather and geographical conditions, and combined with a powerful array, the Qi of fire elements around the body is pulled over to form a general effect similar to the spirit gathering array. However, it can be predicted that the "old bald donkey" in Mr. Zhao Da's mouth is certainly not an ordinary person.

Also, how can ordinary people live in such a bad environment for a long time?.

An expert in the world can't infer from common sense. It must be that the master of weapon refining has such ability. He must be able to refine "Chiyang warm jade" into a powerful celestial spirit weapon.

Inevitably, Ye Feng's heart is full of expectation.

"Old bald donkey, Xuanyu old bald donkey, don't get out quickly." Mr. Zhao Da gathered his anger and shouted at the middle stone house.

"AMI, you tofu. Who is a bold man who dares to come to my flame peak and run wild..."

In less than three breaths, a tyrannical atmosphere rose into the sky. The closed stone door of the stone house was vigorously pushed open. A strong monk with a curled red beard on his chin with a bare forehead fell in front of them.

The monk looks 50 or 60 years old. He is a little younger than Mr. Zhao da. He is two meters tall. His upper body is shirtless, showing strong and solid muscles. He is carrying a huge hammer in his hand. He doesn't know whether he is forging or his habitual weapon. This outfit makes him look powerful at a glance.

Although it was true, he could hear that he was very dissatisfied with others calling him "old bald donkey".

"Shit, old bald donkey, I haven't seen you for decades. You still have such a hot temper? Don't you even recognize me?" Mr. Zhao Da raised his head, hugged his chest with both hands and looked at the bald blacksmith.

"Are you old ghost Zhao?"

The bald monk had a strange light in his eyes. He looked up and down at Mr. Zhao Da, and soon became happy. He put away his huge hammer, "ha ha", smiled and rushed up, and gave Mr. Zhao an enthusiastic bear hug.

"Old ghost Zhao, I haven't heard from you for decades. Unexpectedly, you are still alive?"

"Ha... If you go to see the Buddha, I don't think Lao Zhao can hang up."

They both laughed at the same time, with the joy of meeting again. This joy, which has not been seen for decades, can't be expressed once they meet again.

"Eh... Are you the king's territory? Your curse? Has your curse been refined by you?" a moment later, the bald monk looked at Mr. Zhao Da for a few eyes and asked with infinite surprise.

"Aren't you going to invite us in to have a good chat?" Mr. Zhao said with a smile.

"OK, Jin Jin... This is your master, old ghost?" the bald monk pointed to a passage in the Dharma array. Then he looked back at Ye Feng and asked.

"Gao Tu, you head, he is Lao Zhao's brother, Ye Feng!"

"What..."

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