Chapter 405

Buzzing

The broken Dantian wall, watered by medicine, hummed and vibrated, and began to heal at a very fast speed.

"The things in Jubao pavilion are not bad!"

Seeing the effect, Nanmen Maple smiled and the seven stars gathered Qi. It was the treasure obtained when looting the treasure house of Jubao Pavilion.

There are 18 pieces in total. I gave one to Xiao Xiong and one to Zhao Wuji. The remaining 16 pieces have been kept in the selfless ring. Now I can take out one to rescue Hua Yuntao. It's also a great merit!

As for the elixir of Zifu elixir, it is extracted from the crystallization of wisdom, where the bread is the life experience of famine God.

In terms of medicinal materials, he has been searching around in the wasteland God killing array, and seized them from Mo GuDi and other enemies.

In a word, the no self God ring now is equivalent to a treasure house. There are countless kinds of treasures.

As long as you want to use it, you can extract it!

Any pill below seven can be refined, and there are enough miraculous medicines.

Fingers moved, no self ring flickered, and good miraculous drugs floated into the air.

The full-bodied medicine fragrance fills the whole inner hall in an instant, making people relaxed and happy.

"Five prison King tripod!"

The maple in the South Gate drank softly, and a five-color light flew out of his body and turned into a three legged black tripod, towering in front of the people.

"This..."

"Isn't this the five prison magic boat?"

"How did it turn into a cauldron for alchemy?"

"Looking at its fineness, it seems to be a high-grade imperial weapon!"

Everyone present was shocked. Unexpectedly, the five prison magic boat that he had lived in for some time was a peerless Dan Ding.

No wonder young master Yan despised the golden silk soft armor of the king of weapons. It turned out that any treasure he owned was at least at the imperial level.

Looking at the Nanmen Maple with the stars and the moon, the silent instrument king looked more and more ugly.

He was the backbone of all martial arts practitioners. He should be the strongest one with the strongest cultivation and the most superb spiritual power in this killing array. He should be the one respected by Wanxiu.

But now, all kinds of limelight have let Nanmen Maple out. On the contrary, he has been forgotten. He is like a wild dog abandoned by others. He stays in the corner and nobody cares.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

It has been a long time since the name of the weapon King resounded through the Xuanwu. He has such a feeling of suffocation!

If you don't pull back a game openly today, who will pay attention to his weapon king in the future?

Nanmen Feng took a deep breath. The magic fire in the five prisons had not been sacrificed. The weapon King flashed in front of the five prison King's tripod, opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Yan Shao, unfortunately, this purple elixir has also been refined several times. Why don't you let me deal with it!"

"After all, you are only the cultivation of the five grade divine soul master. Compared with me, the effect of the refined pill will be very different, and Hua Yuntao is my subordinate, so I won't bother you!"

"Uh?"

The sudden scene made the eyes of all martial arts practitioners gather on the king of weapons and didn't understand the situation.

Isn't he hurt?

And alchemy is extremely destructive!

It's taboo to come out at this time. Why?

Nanmen Feng smiled and didn't think much. He said, "master Qi Wang, if you are hurt, you don't have to work hard to avoid excessive loss of the spirit and serious injury. That's Yan's sin!"

"What? You look down on me?"

The weapon king was slightly angry, and his eyes full of war were staring at the maple in the south gate.

"You are an elder. How dare I, don't you!"

A trace of displeasure flashed in Nanmen Feng's eyes. After so many days, he knew the nature of the king of weapons. He loved to be in the limelight and liked the feeling of attention!

And now, he inadvertently robbed him of the limelight. With his small belly, he is bound to bear a grudge.

At this time, he obviously wanted to show his authority in front of the public.

"Since you dare not and know that I am an elder, you should step down and squat aside to learn experience!"

The tool King's arrogant teachings, but these words caused too much dissatisfaction, but due to the status of the tool king, I dare not say anything.

But the blood dragon couldn't help drinking: "how do you know my master is not as good as you?"

"You'll die if you say less"

Li Tingting pulled the corner of the blood dragon's clothes and motioned him not to talk.

She knows what kind of person the weapon king is. When it came to the setting sun sword sect, even its leader had to respect him. The skill of refining weapons is even more exquisite.

In today's Canyang sword sect, there are also the portraits of the king of utensils when he was refining utensils. His powerful and majestic posture has charmed thousands of girls.

The weapon refining is so good that the alchemy will not be bad. Nanmenfeng will never be the opponent of the weapon king.

And the blood dragon put Nanmen maple in a dilemma?

But now, the words have come out and can't be taken back.

Moreover, the king of utensils also listened to him and said with a sneer: "the strength of the cultivation of the divine soul determines the quality of the pill. Your master is not as good as me, so the refined pill naturally can not reach my level. In case of refining waste pills or exploding pills, wouldn't it spoil the best elixir in the whole room?"

"Tool king, it's too much"

The monk can no longer suppress his anger. Nanmenfeng saved his life with kindness, but now he is jealous of the virtuous and jealous of the capable, and the hand that feeds the enemy.

However, the king didn't know what to say on his face: "where am I going too far? What I said is the truth!"

"Dawn, I don't like your words!"

Looking at the ugly face of the instrument king, Nanmen Feng called his real name and said, "what is it that the pill I refined is not as good as you?"

"Oh, you want to compete with me?"

Zhengchou didn't have a chance to teach Nanmen Feng a lesson. Seeing his words like this, he couldn't help pushing the boat along the river, so that everyone can see that his weapon king is still the weapon king, which can't be replaced by any cat and dog.

"Competition?"

"Ha ha!"

"I'm afraid you can't afford to lose!"

Nanmen Feng said contemptuously, if you don't give the king a color today, this guy will have to climb on his head and shit another day!

"Can't afford to lose?"

"Hum!"

"If I compare alchemy with you, I will lose?"

The king seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world.

In those days, at the top of the imperial capital, millions of spiritual masters gathered together to compete on the Fifth Avenue. He fought in and out for seven days and seven nights. Although the other four Avenues were not as good as others, they finally became the name of the king of weapons.

Today, a boy, with the cultivation of the five grade divine soul master, dared to speak so wildly in front of him. It's really fearless and ridiculous for later generations.

Of course, he also knew that the spirit power of Nanmen Maple was strong enough to be comparable with him, but alchemy was no better than others and needed years of immersion.

He doesn't think Nanmen Feng can be his opponent.

After all, at his age, he had eaten more salt than nanmenfeng had walked.

Therefore, he can only give Nanmen Feng a sentence:

Fledgling, naive and ignorant, do not experience some setbacks, never know how high the sky is and how wide the earth is!

"Confidence is a good thing, but what if you lose?"

Nanmen Feng pondered: "if you don't bet, it's really boring!"

"Are you sure?"

The weapon King smiled at the success of the plot. He didn't expect that the South Gate Maple would climb up along the pole due to the open trap. Is he a fool?

"Don't be wordy, say your conditions!"

Nanmen Feng had seen through the king's mind. He must let the king lose today and be convinced.

"Good courage!"

The weapon King praised and turned his palm, and a black-and-white contract came out: "this is the master apprentice contract. You and I compete. The loser is an apprentice and the winner is a teacher. Dare you?"

The whole inner hall, like a thunderbolt, set off an unprecedented huge storm.

"Apprenticeship contract?"

"The weapon king is playing too hard!"

"If Nanmen Maple loses, it's acceptable to worship him as a teacher, but if he loses and worship Nanmen Maple as a teacher, won't his great reputation be completely destroyed?"

Hundreds of startling voices echoed in the palace.

The blood dragon shouted angrily, "what does it mean that his reputation has been ruined? Where did this old man get his reputation? He obviously wants to take advantage of my master, so as to save his lovely self-esteem!"

"Besides, listen to me at dawn. My master will never lose. Don't lick your face and repent when you sign the apprenticeship contract."

"The contract is here. Everyone has witnessed that if I lose, I will be willing to become an apprentice of nanmenfeng!"

As the king of weapons said, he vowed and took advantage of the situation to build up the martial arts cultivation of the onlookers and became a personal certificate!

Nanmenfeng is a disciple. He's settled. In the future, we'll see who dares to hang him aside and ignore him!

As for Nanmen Feng who saved his life by using the fragrance of life, it should be. If he hadn't appeared in time, these martial practitioners would have died without a whole body.

Therefore, the two offset each other!

"Dawn!"

"Are you ashamed?"

The walking monk flashed to the king of the weapon and shouted gloomily, "if it weren't for Yan Shao, you would have died. What if this pill was refined for you, why should you be aggressive?"

"It's nothing for you. Open up. This is a gambling fight between me and Nanmen Feng!"

The instrument King snorted coldly, waved and swept the monk out for more than ten feet. He provocatively said, "if you don't dare, get out of the way as soon as possible. I don't care about you!"

"Liming, don't be arrogant. I'll see you later..."

The blood dragon angrily pointed to the king's nose and roared, but before he finished his words, Nanmen Feng raised his hand to stop him, his face was flat, and said: "dawn, take this apprentice contract as a bet, are you sure you won't regret it?"

"Why do you have so much nonsense? You just don't dare to say it as soon as possible. Why waste time?"

The king disdained and said, "and what I said is very clear. I never regret acting all my life!"

"So brave?" Nanmen Feng smiled: "but I can't bear it, but since you insist on doing so, how can I refuse?"

The South Gate Maple spread his hand: "say it, how to fight!"

"Swallow less!"

The monk said anxiously. On one side was the king of weapons and on the other was Nanmen Feng. Both of them were his good friends, which really put him in a dilemma.

But now, he also saw the character of Qiwang. After learning from the pain, he chose to stand on the side of Nanmen maple.

Because the tool king is really hateful. He is desperate to show his talent. He is a typical villain, selfish and narrow-minded. He can't see others better than him!

Now think about it, I was so blind that I chose to take refuge in the king of weapons to avoid the pursuit of the royal family.

Nanmen Feng grinned, put his hand on the monk's shoulder and gave him a reassuring look: "trust me!"

"This..." the monk didn't know what to say, but sighed bitterly: "go with you two. I'm too lazy to take care of it!"

With that, he brushed his sleeves and went away. When he saw the instrument king, he was angry and didn't want to stay in this place of right and wrong for a moment.

"I have to say, your boy is really brave. He knows it's the result of losing. He's so tough and pretends to be nothing!"