Chapter 2397

Night, moon, three strokes.

Ye Pengfei was sitting in a clean room in Song's mansion with his knees crossed. In front of him were all kinds of elixirs, which song Zang took from Song's Treasury and gave to Ye Pengfei for alchemy.

In the middle of the clean room, an alchemy furnace the size of a tea table stands quietly in the clean room. This is the alchemy furnace that song Dabao's grandfather got by chance when he went out for training in his early years.

However, what makes Ye Pengfei depressed is that many parts of the alchemy furnace have been damaged, and even the central array in the alchemy furnace has been damaged. No wonder the alchemy furnace was abandoned by song Dabao's grandfather.

If ordinary alchemists can't use this abandoned alchemy furnace at all, fortunately Ye Pengfei is not only an alchemist, but also a master of array. It's hard for him to repair the central array of this alchemy furnace.

At this time, ye Pengfei is improving his cultivation by absorbing the aura in the spirit stone. As one of the spirit stones is completely absorbed, ye Pengfei's cultivation is also promoted to the fifth level of Qi training. He picks up another spirit stone and continues to absorb it.

Outside the clean room, song Zang and song Dabao are whispering.

"Dabao, are you sure the six-year-old Does immortal master really know how to alchemy Song Zang asked his son in a low voice.

It's not the first time that he has asked this question. Six year old immortal masters are very common. There are such gifted people in every immortal sect, but six-year-old alchemists can't imagine. Song Zang is afraid that song Dabao will be cheated.

"Don't worry, Dad. It's true. Since he says he is a alchemist, he must be." Song Dabao is a very definite Tao.

He still remembers that this morning, ye Pengfei's empty sword was just like a startling Hong. It seems that this young man only has four levels of Qi training, but he can use the flying sword that can only be used by Zhuji Jianxiu, which shows the horror of this man. Song Dabao dares to conclude that this man, even if he is not an alchemist, must have an extraordinary origin. If the Song family can really curry favor with this man, why should the Song family be afraid of Ning family in the future?

"That sword, but you saw it with your own eyes?" Song Zang still had some uneasy thoughts.

"Not only me, but also he San and he Wu have seen it with their own eyes. If you don't believe me, you can ask them. Dad, I'll tell you that we have to give up the master Ye Xian. In the future, whether our song family can become the leader in the gray soil city depends on the master Ye Xian. " Song Dabao road.

"Well, I believe you."

On the second day, ye Pengfei's practice was not finished until nearly noon. Now his cultivation has successfully broken through to the first level of foundation building, and he has two bottles of foundation building pills in his hand.

"This practice took nearly a whole day and a night, half more than expected. Moreover, I have used up all the ten spirit stones on my body. It is only to upgrade my cultivation to the first level of building foundation."

If ten pieces of top-quality spirit stones were enough for ye Pengfei to upgrade his cultivation from the four layers of Qi training to the middle of foundation building, he didn't know whether it was because of archaic blood source or ice fire dragon heart. He found that he needed at least twice as many spirit stones as before.

"There are not enough spirit stones. It seems that we need to find a way to earn more spirit stones."

If you want to improve your accomplishments quickly, cultivating resources is always a problem.

However, ye Pengfei was surprised to find that although he had only one layer of accomplishments in building foundation, he was much stronger in terms of combat power than he was in the middle of building foundation.

"Cultivation needs to spend more spirit stones, and the combat power will certainly be stronger, but cultivation of spirit stones will be a problem in the future. Maybe I can exchange the elixir for spirit stones." Ye Pengfei suddenly thought.

In the early days, there was a shortage of elixirs in the world. It should be good to exchange elixirs for Lingshi.

Just thinking about it, ye Pengfei got up and walked out of the clean room. As soon as he came out, a servant of the Song family came up to him and told him, "master Ye Xianshi, my master and young master have already gone to the gray soil City Square ahead of time to participate in this year's gray soil city competition. The master asked me to tell master Xian that once he leaves the customs, he will ask Master Xian to go to the gray soil city square immediately."

After listening to the servant, ye Pengfei remembered the day when the major immortals came to ash soil city to hold the annual contest. He nodded and left the song mansion with the servant.

Song Dabao and song Zang are willing to believe in themselves and use the elixir collected by the Song family for alchemy. Naturally, ye Pengfei will not treat them badly.

Before going out of the gate of the Song family, ye Pengfei suddenly heard a noise outside the gate. He frowned and looked up at the gate. A guard of the Song family was holding a ragged beggar with mud on his face. He threw it at the gate and scolded angrily: "boy, don't look where it is. Can you break into the Song family mansion? Let me see you again, and be careful that I will not be merciful. "

The beggar was thrown on the street by the guard and fell so hard that he couldn't get up. He didn't want to meddle in his own business. But when he caught a glimpse of the beggar's face, his heart jerked and rushed out. He came to the beggar and picked him up. Hastily asked: "iron head baby, iron head baby, how can you be here?"

The beggar was the little blacksmith in the village. He was in ragged clothes and covered with mud, as if he had been fished out of a mud pit.In addition, his body was full of knife wounds, which were obviously cut by others. The blood and mud mixed together. The wound turned white, the flesh and blood rolled up, and the rotten mud made him look very seeping.

Fortunately, the blood at the wound was no longer flowing, but his face, which was as black as coke, was as pale as paper, without any blood.

Iron head baby is dying. Seeing that it's Ye Pengfei, she finally shows a smile on her pale face and says miserably: "Dad My father is dead... "

He said, a soft body, the whole as mud collapsed in the arms of Ye Pengfei.

When ye Pengfei saw the iron head baby's present appearance, he felt a violent tremor in his heart and turned to look at the guard.

The guard who had thrown the iron head baby out of the gate shivered when he saw Ye Pengfei's killing eyes and said in a trembling voice: "it's not me, it's not me. When this man came here this morning, he had already become like this. Not me It's not me

He knew Ye Pengfei. Yesterday, he saw with his own eyes his young master respectfully invite the young man in front of him into the Song family. It was like carrying a big God. This kind of person, who even his young master should treat respectfully, was a little guard. How dare he offend him.

Ye Pengfei ignored him and rushed to the song mansion with tietouwa in his arms. Looking back, he said to the guard, "please come to the best doctor, quick!"