Chapter 237

Not only Ye Feng, but also other disciples were confused.

Especially the ink warbler, hidden in the bright eyes behind the black veil, was full of surprise.

She has seen many alchemists.

The accomplishments of those people are pretty good, but if you want to refine the top-grade Qi pill, you need to achieve at least seven levels of Qi refining, otherwise you can't afford the huge consumption in the refining process.

But when I came to Wang Ping'an, it was different.

He can refine the top-grade antidote gas pill, which is comparable to the seventh weight of refining gas!

Such alchemy attainments are extremely high.

"Where on earth can xiaocuifeng cultivate such a powerful alchemy genius, or because he has the body of the Dan king, so he can do this?"

Moying is very interested in this strange force.

She stroked her cheek with her hand, hoping that one day, Wang Ping'an could refine the pill, so that she could safely and boldly take off the lower gauze, instead of wearing a black gauze hat every day, even when she slept.

……

In front of the recliner.

Ye Feng knew that Wang Ping'an had succeeded without looking at the pill in his hand.

After all, the system gives a prompt.

"Well, good, well done!"

After a compliment, Ye Feng took out an identity token of an external disciple, with the words "Wang Ping'an of the external gate" highlighted on it. "This is your identity token. It has the functions of communication, defense, hand hair, sword and awn. Get familiar with it!"

"Thank you, headmaster!" Wang Ping'an accepted the identity token, jumped happily in place, and then knelt on the ground, "headmaster, you see, I'm already an external disciple. Can you accept me as..."

Before the word "Tu" was exported, Ye Feng had drawn his sword.

Wang Ping'an shut up quickly.

Looking at Wang Ping'an, who always wanted to worship himself as a teacher, Ye Feng was a little worried. He felt that this was not the way to go on. After pondering for a moment, his eyes lit up and said:

"Our ethereal sect once had a mysterious old leader, my senior brother. Well, you worship the old leader as your teacher. In the future, I will be your martial uncle and can teach you instead of the old leader. "

With that, Ye Feng thought he was really a genius.

I can think of such a coquettish way.

"Is that really OK?" Wang Ping'an stared. He just wanted to worship a teacher. He didn't have any bad thoughts at all. Why is it so complicated!

However, at the thought of being able to learn from his teacher, he compromised.

"In that case, please accept my worship!" Wang Ping'an immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ye Feng for nine times.

Ye Feng sat in his position, took the spirit tea offered by Wang Ping'an, poured it on the ground, looked at the sky and said, "elder martial brother, I will accept Wang Ping'an as a disciple for you today, and you will be his master in the future. On weekdays, younger martial brother, I will help you educate him. In this way, you can smile. "

With that, Ye Feng put the teacup on the table.

The next moment, a wisp of smoke rose into the sky.

Ye Feng and his disciples blinked and looked at the hillside of the mountain behind the ethereal peak. They saw smoke from a grave there, and their look gradually became strange.

"I remember it was like master's grave." Huo Yunjie whispered.

"Isn't that the smoke from the ancestral grave?" Long Tianxing stared and was very excited, "I heard it's a good omen!"

Ye Feng stared with a strange feeling.

He quickly looked at Wang Ping'an with a blank face and asked, "did this happen after you used to worship teachers?"

Wang Ping'an thought carefully, nodded and said, "it seems almost the same. I remember that after I buried my grandfather, I worshipped my second ancestor as my teacher. Before long, the ancestral grave also smoked."

“……”

Ye Feng was speechless.

He is certain of one thing.

Anyone who is worshipped by Wang Ping An should come to no good end. It is very likely that there is something strange about Wang Ping An. Those who are worshipped by him will be cursed mysteriously.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng looked at the tomb of the old leader halfway up the mountain and said, "elder martial brother, anyway, your old man is also out of breath. Let Wang Ping'an worship you as a teacher and transfer the disaster. It's a good thing for the whole ethereal sect!"

With that, Ye Feng felt fresh all over.

In a twinkling of an eye, three days later.

Wang Ping'an is refining pills every day and basically doesn't practice.

Shi Lei took advantage of this time to cut down a lot of hardwood. With the help of Master Li, he built a 15 meter high three-story wooden hall in the open space near the library.

This hall is called "alchemy Pavilion".

Wang Ping'an practiced alchemy in it.

……

Outside the demon city, deep underground.

Hu Yuan, the fox demon king, finally woke up from the blood pool, full of vitality, as if he had been reborn.

"Jie Jie... I finally fully integrated the body of the demon king of the earth giant ape and adapted to this realm. Although my cultivation is only the peak demon general, my strength is not weaker than the real demon king relying on this powerful body."

Hu Yuan stretched out his strong hands, pressed them on the edge of the blood pool and stood up slowly.

Compared with some time ago, his appearance has changed greatly.

First of all, this body has shrunk a little. It is only nine meters high. All its hair color has turned snow-white, just like the fur of a white fox.

As for the back, there are three fluffy fox tails.

The legs became stronger, similar to the legs of the great ape, but the arms grew into human like arms, completing a complete transformation.

"Although the blood fusion has been completed, the king has consumed a lot of strength. It's time to supplement it, for example, devour the spiritual pulse and heart core."

Hu Yuan walked steadily to the ground step by step.

The integration of the demon king's body can make his strength soar, but in this life, unless he can be promoted to Shenyuan realm, he has no ability to transform for the time being.

Demon city.

Hu Yuan stood on the high platform in the middle of the city, overlooking the rebuilt demon city, and found that there were brand-new buildings everywhere. In addition, there were many demon families around. At this time, there were 50000 demon families in the demon city.

"Well done!"

Said the demon general around Hu Yuan Dynasty.

"It's the good teaching of the demon king, and thanks to the joint efforts of many soldiers and generals of our family." The demon will not dare to monopolize the credit for fear of being slapped to death by Hu Yuan.

"Demon king, what should we do next?" Another medium demon asked in a low voice.

"Bring me the map." Hu Yuan said.

A demon will immediately spread a map several meters long and wide in the air, covering all areas within a radius of three thousand miles, with dozens of star forces.

Hu Yuan looked at the map for a while, pointed to the Qingyun mountains and said, "this is the closest to our demon city. Fight over first and occupy the spirit pulse. The king needs the spirit pulse heart core to restore strength and break through the realm."

The heart core of a miniature spirit vessel is worth a top-grade spirit stone, and also contains the power comparable to the demon king and demon pill.

If he can swallow several heart cores continuously, Hu Yuan thinks he should be able to break through his cultivation to the spirit sea.

By then, his strength will be greatly enhanced.

"Yes."

Several medium demon generals nodded together, took more than a dozen inferior demon generals and thousands of demon beasts, and killed Qingyun Mountain as the vanguard force.