The two walked for several days and finally saw a waterfall falling from the sky. On the cliffs on both sides of the river, spirit beasts and heavenly beasts coexist. Some are fighting each other, some are getting along, and it's a weird picture.

In the past few days, there have been a lot fewer words between Feng Lian and Mengjie. It always felt like there was a wall between them, but they didn't know where it was or what it was. Therefore it cannot be overcome, and it cannot be overcome.

In order to alleviate this somewhat embarrassing atmosphere, Feng Lian found a spacious cave and specially arranged it. I plan to take a break here for a while and ease the discord between them.

"Xiao Jie, let's refine medicine together. I haven't refined medicine for a long time, and I don't know if I've regressed. "Feng Lian made a suggestion. It was the only thing he could think of.

Meng Jie hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll watch you practice." ”

Saying that, Meng Jie took out the Tang Ding she had put away for Feng Lian from the ethereal ring.

Feng Lian asked, "What's wrong with you, why can't you refine medicine with me?"

Meng Jie was repeatedly questioned by Feng Lian before she said: "When I was refining the pill for my father last time, I accidentally blew up the medicine pod you gave me, and I haven't taken it to repair it. ”

Feng Lian immediately stepped forward and grabbed Meng Jie's hand and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

What the alchemist is most afraid of is the furnace during alchemy, which is basically a life of nine deaths. Those who can save a life are also half-crippled, and they have fallen into injuries that are difficult to heal. Therefore, alchemist is the most lucrative and dangerous profession among cultivators.

Meng Jie smiled slightly: "I'm fine, I found out that something was wrong at that time, and I stopped immediately." The medicine pod didn't shatter, but cracked a few times. ”

Feng Lian breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Be careful in the future, don't be reckless." The fryer is no joke. ”

Looking at Feng Lian's extremely worried expression, Mengjie's mood was much better. Nu pouted and said coquettishly: "I know." Is your Xiaojie so stupid? I can't even protect myself. ”

Feng Lian stroked Tang Ding and said, "This medicine tripod was created by Jin Blood's own hands, and it is a growable spiritual weapon, so you can take it in the future." ”

"Such a good medicine tripod, you better keep it for yourself, I will find a way to buy another one myself in the future." ”

Feng Lian could only say: "This medicine is good, but I'm not used to it." I still have to spend a lot of energy thinking about how to build the sect. You just take it, isn't mine yours?"

Meng Jie stroked Tang Ding, she and Feng Lian felt that it was different from the feeling of ugliness. She just thinks it's atmospheric and simple, and she doesn't like it well.

"Then what elixir are we refining?" Meng Jie asked.

Feng Lian took out a medicine recipe that had been prepared a long time ago and said, "Just this pill, it should be ranked as the second grade of the master." ”

Meng Jie looked at the medicine recipe and said with great admiration: "Brother, you are too powerful." will configure the medicine spectrum by themselves. ”

The elixir of this medicine spectrum is Feng Lian after listening to Meng Jie's story about Meng Ying's injury. After pondering and pondering, according to the theory that the medicinal properties of various medicinal materials of Nangong Jin are mutually exclusive and integrated with each other, the medicinal spectrum configured after his own simulation and drill over and over again.

Feng Lian scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "It's not my credit, it's a few friends I met when I was in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and they taught me." ”

Feng Lian didn't tell Meng Jie in detail about his recognition of Ruo Ziyi as his sister last time, but now he tells Meng Jie carefully. As he thought, Mengjie also likes Ruoziyi very much, and hopes to see this girl as soon as possible.

Feng Lian took out the medicine tripod obtained by Muyun Academy, and worked with Meng Jie to refine the elixir he named "Against the Sky".

The name is against the sky because when the black earthworm led his divine sense into the river of light, he found that the river of light had many similarities with the river of light. The black earthworm told him that the River of Light is actually the River of Time, also known as the River of Heaven, the River of Heavenly Dao and other names.

This elixir is now only in its infancy. His goal was to elevate it to an elixir that would allow him to walk freely in the Blackwater River after taking it. Hence the name against the sky.

Refining the essence of medicinal herbs, both of them are handy. But refining the other ores in black gold is difficult. In the end, the two joined forces to smelt the spiritual liquid needed to refine the elixir.

Feng Lian felt more and more that black gold was precious, and when there were no more ways to get more black gold, he decided not to use it as much as possible. This stuff might be really useful.

In the process of Rongdan, Fenglian has not succeeded once. One is that the level of the medicine tripod is not enough, and the other is that the fusion technique he cultivated fuses the spirit flame and the dark fire

Together, they had to be distracted and separate the flames of two different attributes. The third is the most critical, refining the master second-grade elixir, the application and control of soul power and spiritual power are more demanding, and he is still not skilled enough.

"If I can reach that level of proficiency, I should also be promoted to Martial Emperor. Feng Lian smiled bitterly in his heart. These days, all kinds of messy things have made him unable to meditate and cultivate. was originally at the same level as Mengjie, but now it has been pulled down again.

More than four months passed, and Feng Lian and Mengjie walked out of the cave exhausted. In this refining medicine, Mengjie successfully refined four anti-heaven pills.

After failing three times, he didn't insist on it again. He knew that some pointless insistence would only be a waste of time and herbs. After giving up, he successfully refined three Jinyi Pills and more than a dozen other pills.

After Mengjie took it, she was full of praise for Jin Yidana, and felt more and more that her future husband was full of dazzling light.

In the past few months, Mengjie has let the little grass chicken experience outside. Unlike the forest here, there are very few low-level spirit beasts, and there are countless spirit beasts and heavenly beasts of various levels. It is very suitable for the cultivation of small grass chickens.

Having been promoted to the peak of the sixth order, her feathers were no longer so dusty, and had some different luster. These colorful lusters can't even be seen by Mengjie. Only the eyes of Feng Lian can see it.

But it's strange that she still can't transform into a human form, and she doesn't grow tall, and it's still the size of a fist.

The little grass chicken didn't go far from the cave, and when he saw Mengjie and Fenglian walking out of the cave, he immediately flew over and landed on Mengjie's shoulder.

"Master, look at me, I'm about to enter the fairyland of the human race. The little grass chicken screamed excitedly. Show off a dark blue feather growing from the top of your head.

Feng Lian saw that her small body had several wounds, and fragrant blood flowed out. He grabbed her in his hands and asked, "Does it hurt? Don't try so hard, always remember that protecting yourself is the most important thing." ”

Feng Lian wiped the blood from her wound, and was just about to take out a bottle of liquid medicine to apply to the wound of the little grass chicken.

Suddenly, a cyan blood gas appeared above his head, and he opened his mouth like a giant python to swallow the little grass chicken. Then the cyan blood and the little grass chicken disappeared out of thin air.

Feng Lian and Mengjie didn't have time to react, and the little grass chicken had disappeared.

Meng Jie was so anxious that she cried, "Brother, where did Xiaofeng go?"

Feng Lian was also at a loss, how could such a thing happen? How could the cyan blood qi devour the little grass chicken?

At this time, he understood why the little grass chicken had been afraid of him, it turned out that it was not him who he was afraid of, but the cyan blood. When he first came to the Shenwu Continent, he killed a dragon horn giant crocodile, and at that time, this cyan blood qi greedily sucked the essence blood of the dragon horn giant crocodile. Why didn't he think that the little grass chicken had the blood of a true phoenix, and it was the delicacies of cyan blood.

Some time ago, cyan blood qi appeared once, not only absorbing the essence blood of the phoenix-winged snake, but even its body was taken away by cyan blood qi. Later, when he was lying on the stone bed in the secret room of the main island of Lucheng to heal his wounds, he had searched for it, but he still couldn't find it.

What is that blood, and where is it hidden?

Feng Lian was extremely remorseful in his heart, how could he be so careless, and he didn't take the words of the little grass chicken to heart. How does he forgive himself when something like this happens?

Feng Lian told Mengjie what he thought of. Mengjie was even more sad, leaning on his chest and sobbing.

"Be careful!" shouted Feng Lian. Turning around, a palm was pushed out, and the long sword that stabbed Mengjie's back heart passed through his palm. He also knocked the man into the air.

"Yo, who bullied whom, why are you crying so sadly?"

"Come, let my sister comfort and comfort your wounded heart. ”

Meng Jie looked at the blood flowing from the wound on Feng Lian's palm, and was furious. Wielding the chaotic red vine, he killed the two Martial Emperor Intermediate cultivators who attacked a man and a woman.

"Little sister, your temper is quite big!" said the woman, twisting her body to avoid the red vines. The long sword in his hand stabbed at Feng Lian again.

They sneaked up on it just now, so they naturally wanted to kill Martial Emperor-level Meng Jie first. Now that the other party is prepared, it is the best choice to kill the injured Feng Lian first.

Feng Lian's anger was as fierce as Mengjie's. dared to plot against his Xiaojie, who had already touched the scales of Feng Lian!

With a nameless knife in his hand, Feng Lian took a sword hard, raised his knife and slashed at the oncoming woman's door.

The woman didn't expect that Feng Lian, who was one order lower than herself, would take a sword from herself and fight back

power, I didn't expect him to attack her desperately.

Because unexpectedly, her head avoided the Nameless Knife, but the shoulder was slashed by the Nameless Knife.

This blow has triggered the berserk attribute attached to the Nameless Knife, and its attack power has increased by nearly three percent. In addition, his own strength is very strong, and he split the woman's collarbone with a single knife, and his left arm almost left his body, which was already half wasted.

Feng Lian's own right shoulder was also pierced by a long sword, but the injury was much lighter than that of the woman. The dexterity of the arms was not affected much.

The wind runs the nameless mind, and the avenue of life wanders in the wound. After a while, the wound slowly healed.

"How did your wound heal so quickly?" cried out the woman in surprise.

Here, all cultivators are the same, plagued by the chaotic, retrograde law of the Great Dao, and once injured, it is difficult to heal. And Feng Lian's wound healed at such speed, could she not be surprised?

"If you want to know, go to the underworld to find out. Feng Lian slashed at the woman again.

The woman had no choice but to raise her sword to meet her.

With a "dang" sound, the two of them each took a few steps back. Feng Lian's freshly healed wound burst again, and blood splattered.

The woman is even more miserable, the power of Feng Lian is too domineering, plus the bonus of the nameless knife. It shook her heart. The heaviest left arm bone has cracks.

Feng Lian didn't care about his injuries, he just wanted to kill the opponent who dared to hurt Mengjie at the moment.

He unleashes the realm of death. After cultivating the third level of the soul technique "Peerless Spiritual Void", "Ten Thousand Voices Are Silent", the realm of death has also changed. The realm burned with an ethereal hellish flame, which seemed more and more eerie, cold, and deadly.

In this realm, he was seriously injured, it was difficult to heal, and there was no hope of leaving. The woman's sea of consciousness originally had a desperate aura of death, and was ignited by the flames of hell, and the desire for death had surpassed the hope of life.

Feng Lian swept with a knife and wanted to cut off her head.

"Don't kill her!"

Her companion dragged the red vine that Meng Jie had inserted into her thigh and rushed into the field. Block the knife of the wind.

"Snort-" The man was cut in the lower abdomen by a nameless knife, and his internal organs flew away from his body.

The woman was stimulated to come to her senses, her eyes were full of anger, and she rushed towards Feng Lian with her sword, wanting to die with him.

Mengjie gave her a chance to get close to Feng Lian. The red vine turned into a long, turquoise stick that swept across her chest, knocking her flying.

As soon as the woman stood still, she immediately rushed to Feng Lian like crazy again.

"Brother, danger, get out of the way!"

There is no need for Mengjie to remind her, Feng Lian also sensed an extremely dangerous aura, and the woman actually wanted to explode herself. The self-explosion of a Martial Emperor Intermediate cultivator, even a Martial Ancestor-level cultivator would not dare to say that he could withstand it.

Feng Lian immediately took a quick step, ran as far as he could, and ran as far as he could.

"Stop!" the man raised his hand and shouted weakly, "Xiuyu, stop fighting." You must get out alive, and our great vengeance has not yet been avenged. ”

"You're gone, what hope do I have for living!" Xiuyu cried, recklessly taking off into the air and chasing Feng Lian.

As soon as she chased less than ten miles, a tenth-order golden feather eagle flew from nowhere, and its jet-black claws grabbed Xiuyu's body and locked her main acupuncture points. The golden beak directly pierced her skull, and then with her corpse, it rushed towards the sky at great speed, disappearing without a trace.

The man watched all this and shed two lines of tears. Soon he regained his composure and said to Meng Jie: "Sister, I offended a lot just now, I hope to forgive me." ”

Meng Jie didn't answer, just looked at him vigilantly. Although he has come to the end of his life, who can guarantee that he has left nothing behind.

Seeing that Mengjie was wary of him, the man gritted his teeth and dug out his spirit crystal. He took out a wooden box and a piece of jade from the ethereal ring, and said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." If you promise to help me hand over this jade slip and this box to Lord Cheng Huiqing of Tianxing Valley, I can tell you how to get out of here. ”

Feng Lian rushed back, heard the man's words, and asked, "You know the way to get out of here, why don't you leave?"

The man said, "I don't have time to explain. The only way to get out of here is in the temple of the Feather People Tribe, and you can take my boat and walk downstream along this big river for about half a month. ”

After speaking, the man unlocked the seal of the ethereal ring by himself, and the breath of life completely dissipated.