Chapter 975： Heritage memory brand

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boom!

The ground quaked, and an explosion sounded. At this moment, the stone body exploded, revealing a person under the stone shell.

This is a middle-aged man with a brow star and sword eye. Although he has some white hair on his ears and temples, this does not affect his appearance. This man can be called a beautiful man.

He is a living person, not a yin soldier.

The sculpting of the years did not make him ugly. On the contrary, it was the precipitation of the years that gave him a mature temperament. If there is a little **** the earth here, he will definitely be fascinated by this handsome uncle.

Of course, the most surprising thing is his pair of eyes, his eyes are extremely deep, as if the boundless void, which makes people fall into it at first sight.

But soon this feeling disappeared. All his eyes became vicissitudes. He doesn't know how long he has existed here. It is estimated that the ages of the five people present are still not far apart.

Boom!

At this moment, there was a clanging sound from the passage behind him. Looking back, a solemn-looking Yin soldier was holding a spear and blocking his retreat.

"Who are you?" Seeing this person coming out of the stone body, Little Demon King Jiuyou suppressed the shock in his heart and asked.

"I am a person who shouldn't have appeared in this world." A calm voice came from the middle-aged man's mouth. His voice was not loud, but when it fell in the ears of everyone, the voice became extremely magnificent. , Almost didn't let Wang Feng and their heads explode.

"Then why did you get us here?" Little Demon King Jiuyou asked next.

"Isn't this what you want to come in?" The middle-aged man glanced at the little demon, and then slowly said: "Being able to enter here means that you have passed the test. Then I will send you to the temple of inheritance. As for what you can get in the end, it depends on your personal chances."

"For countless years, my task is finally about to be completed." Unimaginable vicissitudes filled the middle-aged's eyes. At this moment, he waved his sleeves and suddenly all five of Wang Feng flew up.

A whirlpool appeared in the air, and I didn't know where it led to.

"Go, you have a total of one day. If you can't come out after one day, it means you have lost the qualification to pass on, and I will obliterate you."

The middle-aged man’s voice was very calm, but under his hands, I was afraid that none of Wang Feng could resist. This was a master who didn't know what realm he was, and Wang Feng couldn't see his depth anyway.

Strongly pushed into the vortex by a huge force, Wang Feng soon appeared in another place.

It was like entering this bone tower. After he appeared, there was no other person beside him. This should be a kind of disorderly random teleportation.

Looking back, Wang Feng could see that the vortex was still in the air, and tried his own strength. Wang Feng found that the restriction here was extremely small, and he could fly freely.

One day, you should be able to get things here, and then leave here calmly.

The Sky Eye swept in a circle, and Wang Feng found that there was a large hall about a few tens of miles away from him. This should be a heritage.

Exploding his own speed, Wang Feng quickly approached this hall.

"It's a rich aroma." Before I got close to Wangfeng in this hall, I smelled a strong aroma. If the taste is not bad, it should be a pill.

The supreme in this ancient tomb is very terrifying, if he leaves the pill, it must be a rare treasure.

With a smile on his face, Wang Feng finally landed in front of this hall.

The main hall was intact and filled with formations. It was this formation that protected this great hall. Otherwise, after countless years, the main hall would have been decayed.

No one told himself how to break the formation, so now Wang Feng could only sit down cross-legged, and then slowly explore how to break the formation with his eyes.

It is still early in the day, so Wang Feng still has time. As for the three hours Gong Tian mentioned earlier, it must have been out of count.

This bone tower does not have the power of the ancient imaginary, and the middle-aged person has already said that this is the temple of inheritance, so even if three hours have passed, the middle-aged person must have a way to send them out of this place.

After sitting cross-legged here for about two hours, Wang Feng found a way to break the formation.

The formation was broken, and the strong smell of medicine suddenly became stronger. There must be a high-level pill in this hall.

Pushing open the door that had been sealed in dust for so many years, Wang Feng saw that there was a tripod in the hall, and the fragrance of medicines came from this tripod.

The power in the palm of his hand was permeated, Wang Feng slapped a palm on the great cauldron, and under the palm of his hand, the cauldron of the cauldron was lifted off, and there were more than a dozen pill flying out following this cauldron medicine.

"Where to escape!"

Seeing this scene of Wang Feng's hand ailments, his palms directly grabbed onto the flying light.

At the end of the dozen or so pills, all of them were caught by Wang Feng in the palm of his hand. After taking a deep breath, Wang Feng opened his palm.

The pill is perfectly round, the size of longan.

What made Wang Feng feel extremely pleasantly surprised was that all of these medicines were 11-brand medicines, supreme treasures.

Wang Feng owed Master Chu a total of two eleven-grade pill, abducted one from Jiuyou Little Devil, Wang Feng was still one short.

But now he got a dozen Eleven Pills at once, which was totally unexpected.

This time, the debt owed to Master Chu can be repaid, and he himself can have a huge surplus.

Putting all the pills in his space ring, Wang Feng did not forget his purpose of coming here.

Since it is the temple of inheritance, there must be inheritance, these pills should be just a surprise.

Climbing to the top of the Danding and looking at it, Wang Feng found that the Danding was empty now, and the pill in his ring should be all.

Regardless of whether Wang Feng was inherited from this trip to the ancient tomb, the dozens of Eleven Grade Pills were a great harvest for Wang Feng.

So this time, Wang Feng has already made a lot of money.

After turning around the Danding carefully, until Wang Feng was convinced that there was nothing valuable in the Danding, he put his two hands on the Danding.

The pill is gone. This pill Ding itself is also a magic weapon, so Wang Feng is going to move it away for him. Anyway, staying here is a piece of broken bronze and iron.

It's just that no matter how Wang Feng uses his power, he can't shake this pill cauldron by half. This pill cauldron is like growing on the ground, and he can't do anything with his full strength.

In the end, Wang Feng had to give up the idea of ​​moving Danding away, he couldn't take away this heavy thing.

After bypassing the Pill Ding, Wang Feng began to wander around the whole hall proudly.

"Could this be the inheritance?"

Looking at the jade slips placed on a stone platform, Wang Feng stretched out his hand with curiosity.

The jade slip was gentle, as if it were a piece of jade, but in the next second, Wang Feng suddenly felt a tingling in his palm, and the feeling was as if he had been bitten by something.

The blood is being drained rapidly, which makes Wang Feng's head dizzy after another.

In just a few seconds, Wang Feng felt that at least more than one-third of his blood had been absorbed by this jade slip.

It was almost like a blood-sucking worm, which changed Wang Feng's complexion.

He wanted to withdraw his palm, but at this moment his palm seemed to be covered with glue, and he couldn't withdraw his hand at all.

"This Nima..." cursed in his heart, Wang Feng didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing. If this blood continues to drain, Wang Feng's body may have major problems.

boom!

Fortunately, the blood loss rate slowed down, and Wang Feng under the next meter only felt a roar of his head, and an old man appeared in front of him.

The old man looked extremely peaceful and ruddy, and he was looking at himself with a smile on his face at the moment.

"Who are you?" Wang Feng asked, looking at the other person.

"An old guy who has not known how many years he has died, there is no need to know. If you want to pass on my inheritance, don't talk, let go of your mind, and I will brand my inheritance into your mind. As for How much you can remember depends on your personal ability."

The old man's voice was very calm, but Wang Feng was overjoyed when he heard what he said. There really is a heritage.

"Okay, just come, senior," Wang Feng said.

"It's your ability to enter the land of my hometown, but whether you can take away the things from my life depends on your personal good fortune." A strong light appeared in the hands of the old man as he spoke.

Before Wang Feng hadn't even reacted, the old man's palm patted Wang Feng's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Suddenly, a majestic message appeared in Wang Feng's mind. This is not a cultivation method, nor a powerful attack method. This is all the old man's alchemy perception during his lifetime.

This perception is not a face-to-face teaching. It belongs to the inheritance of memory. As long as Wang Feng understands it, his alchemy grade can be directly improved.

This is the true heritage.

"The old man was a Twelfth-Rank Refining Master before his death. If you can fully understand the brand, you can directly become a Twelve-Rank Refining Master. Let's start now!"

The old man's voice echoed in Wang Feng's mind, the twelfth-rank **** refiner, this was an unprecedented extreme, Wang Feng had never heard of such an alchemy level.

The memory began to drain quickly. The previous memories were all low-grade, which did not have much effect for Wang Feng, but the latter high-grade memories were what Wang Feng really needed.

The loss of memory is fast, and it is not easy to quickly accommodate all of these memories. Fortunately, Wang Feng's Sky Eye has an extremely powerful memory function, so this is also his big trump card.

The loss of memories is getting faster and faster, even Wang Feng had to concentrate on absorbing these memories in the end.

Heavenly Eye and Soul Power are both used Wang Feng is working hard to write down these precious things.

It goes without saying what a high-level alchemist represents. First of all, alchemists generally don't have weak ones, because the pills they refine themselves can help them improve their realm much faster.

At the same time, every alchemist is a person with huge wealth, because the pill that they refine is sky-high.

In the next three days, a seventh-rank alchemist can already be called a grandmaster. Even in the middle three days, a seventh-rank pill is also rare. As for the eighth-rank, nine-rank and even tenth-rank, it is even rarer.

It's just that the alchemist who refines the Eleventh Grade pill, Wang Feng has never heard of it. They are like living in legends, and it is impossible for low-level cultivators to see them.

What kind of insight is available for any strength, so if you want to know a Rank 11 alchemist, I'm afraid you have to wait for a stronger strength.

But now that he became an eleventh-Rank, it was the opportunity for a twelfth-Rank God Refining Master to be in front of him. This was a great opportunity, and Wang Feng had to firmly grasp it in his palm.

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