Chapter 1574

"of course it's true."

Ye Feng nodded.

As he said that, he used all his strength to pull out the feathers of the big chicken wing one by one, and soon a large pile was built up, each of which was shining with golden light.

This is the Phoenix Feather!

Each one contains Phoenix blood essence and pure flame law, which are invaluable. Ye Feng plans to separate them and refine them all into Immortal Emperor soldiers.

Presumably, the power will be very good.

After half an hour.

Ye Feng finally plucked all the chicken feathers and used all his strength to cut the big chicken wing open. He continued to deduce during this process, studying how to destroy the powerful body of Immortal Dead Dead, and soon found out.

"I understand!"

"There are some flaws in the body of the dead immortal emperor, and it is not perfect."

"First of all, he is not a pure phoenix, his main body is just a big rooster. He awakened his bloodline because he devoured a precious phoenix egg when he was young."

"His body has also transformed because of this."

"However, he's not perfect after all."

"In the flesh of the dead immortal emperor, there will be some invisible lines of law. As long as you cut along these traces, you can generate hundreds of times of destructive power, enough to quickly smash his flesh."

"However, this alone cannot completely kill Immortal Emperor Dead Ji."

"This guy has the bloodline of the phoenix, and can be reborn from ashes. Unless I use the Myriad Spirit Aquarius, or wait until I break through the sixtieth layer of the Creation Realm, I will have absolute certainty to kill him."

Ye Feng continued to analyze.

Only he knew about these contents, and the members of the sect could not hear Ye Feng's voice, so they could only surround themselves and watch curiously.

"Open it for me!"

Ye Feng suddenly pointed at the sword and cut it at the rules inside the big chicken wing. After a while, he cut the chicken wing into the size of a fist and threw it into a cauldron with a diameter of three meters.

"Come and get some meat from other big demons."

Ye Feng shouted.

"Okay!" Li Jiaojiao stood up, opened her storage space, and took out the flesh of some fairyland monsters. They were all evil beasts killed when they went out to practice before. They were well preserved and their meat was delicious.

"Let's have some great tonic elixir!"

Ye Feng shouted.

"Leave it to our Spirit Medicine Garden!" Yan Ruyu and Jia Yulan stood up and took out a large amount of elixir and holy medicine that were millions of years old. After processing, they threw them into the pot.

"very good!"

Ye Feng nodded, took the condensed Yinyue Shenquan water essence, poured it into a cauldron, and added a hundred pieces of colorful enlightenment tea to taste.

Then he started to make a fire.

Gollum!

The water in the cauldron began to boil, simmering the essence of various precious medicines and the blood of the great demon, all of which were incorporated into the cauldron, making it fragrant.

"smell good!"

Everyone was about to cry.

"This pot of soup has to be simmered slowly. After all, the chicken wings in it are too hard. It is estimated that it will take three days and three nights before you can drink it."

Ye Feng said.

"Really been waiting!"

"I don't know what it tastes like."

The disciples had already picked up their bowls and sat around the big iron pot in a circle, waiting for the soup.

Ye Feng covered the big iron pot with a lid, and then cast a special spell to keep a certain pressure in the pot at all times. Any rising steam would also condense under the lid and flow back into the pot.

This way, the soup in the pot will not decrease.

"Keep the fire slow first, and boil it slowly."

Ye Feng said, looking at the chicken feather beside him, he picked up a feather two fingers wide and half a foot long, and a fire appeared in the palm of his hand, wrapping it.

Chi Chi Chi!

This feather quickly melted, and many impurities flew out of it, which was slapped by Ye Feng, leaving only a mass of liquid flame-like substance.

"It should be good to make it into a sword."

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth were slightly raised, and he injected various magic tricks into this special substance, so that it formed a pattern inside, and it was constantly transformed and strengthened.

After half an hour.

A rapier takes shape.

It is only two fingers wide and half a foot long, as thin as a cicada's wing, and its shape is elongated in the shape of a drop of water, giving people a sense of sharp edge.

"Good sword!"

Ye Feng flicked the sword body with his fingers, and immediately a pleasant sword chant came out, attracting everyone's attention.

"This flying sword looks so sharp."

"I don't know how powerful it is."

Several disciples whispered.

Ye Feng threw the flying sword out, making it land in front of Gong Qingqiu.

"Master, is this?"

Gong Qingqiu held the flying sword.

Ye Feng asked: "What do you think of the power of this sword? Is it easy to use?"

Hearing this, Gong Qingqiu immediately refined it.

Whoosh!

With the movement of her thoughts, the flying sword disappeared instantly, and when it reappeared, it had already penetrated an angel who had joined the Black Prison Demon Sect, killing him.

Then, Feijian returned to her side.

"What a powerful flying sword, I am now the Thirty-three Immortal Emperor. Under my urging, this sword can instantly penetrate the defense of any Thirty-three Immortal Emperor."

Gong Qingqiu commented.

"This shows that the power is okay."

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Next, I will make all these feathers into a flying sword. It is estimated that there will be 3,000, and they will be handed over to the 3,000 people with the highest cultivation level."

"Wow!"

"I am a sixth-level Immortal Emperor. In the entire sect, I can definitely rank in the top three thousand. In this way, I will also have a Phoenix Flying Sword."

Ye Qinglian laughed.

A few days ago, she just broke through the realm, from the original fifth-level Immortal Emperor to the sixth-level Immortal Emperor, and her own strength has become stronger and stronger.

"cut!"

Chaos Body Medicine Changsheng pouted.

After taking Jiuzhuan Xuandan, his cultivation base broke through to the first-level Immortal Emperor, and then relying on the accumulation of his previous life, his cultivation level quickly rose to the third-level Immortal Emperor.

In the sect, it is also the top three thousand.

The chicken soup in the pot is still simmering.

Ye Feng sat nearby, refining three thousand feathers separately, making them into identical flying swords, and presenting them to Gong Qingqiu, Ling Zhiwei, Gu Ling Xianzun, Mo Ying and other members ranked in the top three thousand cultivation bases. .

Some of them are sect grand elders, some are senior sect elders, some are deacons, spirit beasts, old disciples and other members.

"Wow!"

Brother Pingtou got a flying sword. He didn't know how to use it, so he simply used it to pick teeth and nails.

When everyone saw this, they all burst out laughing.

"This flying sword is very suitable for chopping vegetables!"

Li Jiaojiao held a flying sword and found that it was very sharp. With a single stroke, even the flesh and blood of an ancient beast in the Immortal Emperor Realm could be cut open.

A little careless, the cutting board was cut.

With Ye Feng refining all the feathers into flying swords, the time has come to the third day.

At this time, the pot was already red.

boom!

The lid of the pot could no longer withstand the air pressure inside, and it soared into the sky, making a deafening sound, attracting the attention of all the members of the sect.

The rich meat aroma wafts everywhere.

"Wow, it's so delicious!"

"Just taking a sip, my cultivation level actually rushed from the first-rank quasi-sage to the third-rank quasi-sage!"

The disciples were excited.

Those ninth-generation disciples who haven't taken Jiuzhuan Xuandan just smelled the fragrance, and immediately realized that they were full of inexhaustible strength, and could not wait to pick up the cauldron and drink all the soup in the pot.

"Okay, it's almost there."

Ye Feng added some seasonings, then took out a strainer to filter out all the slag in the pot, and got ten jars of hot broth.

"A bowl for everyone."

Ye Feng began to distribute the stock, and everyone's bowls were filled with stock.

"Wow!"

When he heard that everyone only had one bowl, Brother Pingtou was not happy, and quickly threw away his little iron fist, walked to Ye Feng, and in front of him, took out an oversized ceramic bowl with a diameter of half a meter.

"Such a big bowl!"

The crowd almost sprayed rice.