The mood was very nervous, Wang Feng was afraid that he would miss this huge creation.

It's just that the more nervous he is, the more he can't remember things, which leads to his memory being confused.

"Be sure to calm down. Forced to speak to himself, Wang Feng quickly adjusted his mood, he must guard his mind at the critical moment, otherwise this time the creation will have to float away from his eyes.

Thinking of what he was going to do in the future, thinking of his relatives on the earth, Wang Feng's originally nervous heart was quickly becoming calm.

And the consequence of this is that he is quickly remembering the inheritance imprint of this old man.

This is the creation that helped Wang Feng to become a top alchemist, and he definitely can't miss it.

Wang Feng's own alchemy grade was only sixth, that is, an alchemy master, but under the imprint of this memory, he instantly became a seventh-grade alchemy master.

The memory is lost rapidly, at this moment Wang Feng's heavenly eye was used by him to the extreme, and at the same time, his soul seemed to be about to burn, everything had been run to the extreme, Wang Feng was rapidly improving his alchemy level.

This is something that is directly imprinted in his memory, as long as Wang Feng's soul power is strong enough, he can refine a more advanced elixir.

The seventh-grade alchemy master was formed rapidly, and Wang Feng was still moving towards the eighth-grade alchemy master at the moment, at the beginning, Liu Yidao's alchemy level was estimated to be the highest nine-grade, and now Wang Feng could catch up with him quickly.

If Liu Yidao, the old guy, is still awake now, it is estimated that he will have to jump ten feet high.

Half a minute later, Wang Feng became an eight-rank alchemist as he wished, and his alchemy level was raised to a higher level.

This completely depends on his Heavenly Eye, if there is no Heavenly Eye, it is estimated that the benefits that Wang Feng can get this time will not be too obvious.

This inheritance was exactly as if it had been specially prepared for him, and the eighth-grade alchemy level was achieved, and Wang Feng began to comprehend the memory imprint of the nine-rank alchemist.

It's just that the more Wang Feng comprehends it in the back, the more difficult it becomes, because the memory becomes more and more obscure in the back, just like cultivation, the more he goes to the back, the more difficult it is.

But this is not difficult for Wang Feng, Tianyan is helping him at the moment, so don't say it is obscure, even if he can't remember Wang Feng at all, he has to grit his teeth and remember.

"Jiupin Alchemist, I'm here!"

Wang Feng's heart let out a voice that only he could hear, and at this moment, the inheritance of the Nine Rank Alchemist began.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and at this moment Wang Feng had a feeling that his head seemed to have become a river, and the river was rushing through his head at the moment, and it was not so easy to intercept all these things.

I don't know how long it has been, but Wang Feng's Nine Rank Alchemist has finally completed his imprint.

But the end of this is that he is wet with sweat, his head is dizzy one after another, and he is almost close to the limit of memory holding.

The memory imprint of the nine-rank alchemist is completed, and the next one is the ten-pin, and the elixir refined by the ten-rank alchemist can be called the divine pill, which shows how difficult it is to become a ten-rank alchemist.

But now becoming a ten-rank alchemist is just a fusion of memories for Wang Feng, as long as he can mark the brand, then he is a genuine ten-grade alchemist.

If there is an opportunity, it depends on whether Wang Feng can comprehend it.

"Boom!"

Before the inheritance began, a huge roar erupted in Wang Feng's mind, and at this moment, Wang Feng only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he almost fainted to the ground.

This is a sign that his memory has fused to the limit, and he can't continue to hold on.

It's just that it's all at this time, even the Extreme Wang Feng has to break through, because he wants to enter a higher level.

Although the improvement of the alchemy level cannot raise his realm in an instant, as long as he can refine a more advanced pill, can he still worry about the strength that cannot be improved?

The memory inheritance of the ten-grade alchemy level finally began, and there was no consideration at all whether Wang Feng could withstand it.

The Heavenly Eye unfolded, and the soul power was operated to the extreme by Wang Feng, and he forcibly controlled these precious memories under his own acceptance.

However, the more he controlled it, the more he felt that he couldn't control it, and in the end, his breathing became rapid, and he felt as if his head had become a barrel of dynamite, which could explode at any time.

His eyes were crimson, his body trembled, and at this moment, Wang Feng was in great pain, this was the pain that came from the soul, and I don't know how many times worse than the pain in the flesh.

Pain is still secondary, the key is that now Wang Feng can't clearly imprint all these memories.

The figures of people close to him floated in front of him, and in the end, the picture in front of Wang Feng's eyes was still frozen in the scene when he left the earth.

At the beginning, he said that he would return to the earth within ten years, and now he has entered the heavenly realm for almost six years, and the ten-year covenant is very close.

This is a great opportunity, and it would be a great pity to miss it like this.

So pain is pain, Wang Feng is still doing his best to imprint these memories.

About two minutes or so passed, and a complete memory was imprinted in Wang Feng's mind by Wang Feng, which belonged to the Ten Rank Alchemist.

Now Wang Feng has become a genuine ten-grade alchemist.

Call......

With a long exhale, Wang Feng felt a little relieved in his heart, the ten-rank alchemist was already a great achievement in terms of the entire middle three days, because in the environment of scarcity of alchemists, there were even fewer ten-rank alchemists.

The ten-rank alchemist of the Heavenly Void Realm is only afraid that there is only one Wang Feng in the entire middle and third days.

Before he could breathe, another huge roar sounded in his head, and at this moment, the inheritance memory of the eleventh alchemist came.

It was extremely difficult to resist the huge pressure and fuse the memories of the Ten Rank Alchemists, but now Wang Feng didn't even have time to rest, and he had to deal with another bombardment of memories.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Feng had died once and had experienced many hardships, he might not have been able to hold on just now.

Now he felt as if he was going to collapse.

Gritting his teeth, blood flowed from the corners of Wang Feng's mouth, and he bit his lip at this moment, forcibly demanding that he accept the memory of this eleventh alchemist.

All the credit of others has to be passed on to himself now, so if Wang Feng can't resist, it will be a pity.

His head was roaring, and Wang Feng was quickly integrating these memories into his own memories.

It's just that in the process of this fusion, Wang Feng opened his mouth and sprayed blood several times in a row, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

Like thousands of knives stirring in his head, the memory imprint is a good thing, but because Wang Feng's own cultivation is still shallow, he is now completely beyond his own limits in the operation of his body.

Poof.

The great pain in his head made Wang Feng fall to his knees in an instant, and at this moment, blood continued to flow down the corners of his mouth, and he was already deaf at this moment when he tried to fuse his memory.

All he could feel was the roar in his head, like the sound of thunder, which confused his consciousness.

Just when Wang Feng was about to give up, suddenly, the majestic soul power that Senior Brother Du Shi had sealed in his mind began to explode.

It was like the long-dried earth had been moistened by the torrential rain, at this moment Wang Feng's situation was rapidly improving, and the things that he couldn't grasp began to grasp, and he was quickly writing down all the memory imprints.

About half an hour later, the memory imprint of the eleventh grade alchemist finally succeeded in imprinting into his own soul, and at this moment, Wang Feng had become an eleventh grade alchemist.

Although he had never refined such an elixir, he already knew how to do it, as long as he gave him the medicinal materials and the pill, he could start refining it now.

In order to obtain these precious memories, Wang Feng worked harder than the battle, but fortunately, there was a group of souls in his sea of consciousness that his senior brother Du Shi had sealed.

Otherwise, there was absolutely no way for Wang Feng to imprint the memory of this eleventh grade alchemist.

I thought that entering this ancient mound would improve my strength, but now it seems that what Wang Feng got is very different from what he thought when he came in.

The memory imprint of the eleventh-rank alchemist is over, and the next thing is the memory of the twelve-rank alchemist, that is, the divine alchemist.

It's just that when this impact came, Wang Feng's whole person felt black in front of him, as if thousands of troops were galloping, under such an impact, it was not easy for Wang Feng to maintain some sobriety.

In the end, the memories of the Twelve Rank Divine Refiners passed through Wang Feng's mind with great pity, Wang Feng didn't catch anything, of course, although the memory was lost, Wang Feng still captured some broken memories, these should be the key to him becoming a Divine Refiner in the future.

In the middle three days, the eleventh grade alchemist is already the legendary storage zài, as for the twelve-grade divine refiner, it is estimated that it is even rarer, Wang Feng has never even heard of such a grade storage zài.

This is the end of a inheritance, Wang Feng risked his head to explode and comprehended the true meaning of the eleventh-grade alchemist, and now he can already be called the eleventh-grade alchemist, such a grade is rare in the middle three days.

At least Wang Feng had never seen an alchemist of this grade, even if it was Liu Yidao, an old guy, he was only nine grades at most.

It was a pity that he couldn't become a divine alchemist, but being able to become an eleventh grade alchemist, Wang Feng was already very satisfied, because he never thought that he would be able to reach such a level in such a short period of time.

This has far exceeded his expectations, and if compared to the benefits, it may be even greater than the increase in his strength.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Wang Feng carefully sorted out his memories, then took a deep breath and stood up.

The inheritance here should be the memory of this alchemist, which is very precious, and now that the memory of Wang Feng has been fused into ninety, the memory of the divine alchemist has been lost.

Therefore, there should be no more valuable things worth discovering here.

In fact, it was true, Wang Feng then wandered around here for a while, but he didn't find anything more than find some elixirs with a slight effect.

A day is still a long time, so Wang Feng finally simply took away all the elixirs here, anyway, he will not come to this place again in the future, so now take as much as he has time.

It took him half a day before Wang Feng was satisfied with the exchange.

Through the whirlpool in mid-air, Wang Feng finally appeared on the huge square.

The nine pillars are still there, and the middle-aged man who came out of the stone body is also there, but he is not standing at this moment, he is floating in the air, and nine rays of light are rising from each pillar at this moment, all connected to the middle-aged man's body.

This was an amazing scene, which made Wang Feng stunned.