Cai Shishi's more than 50 people came to the backyard with Wen Yiming, felt his seriousness, and asked, "Instructor, what are your instructions?"

More than fifty people looked at each other enthusiastically, and the new young master's prestige soared in Lei Mingyuan in the blink of an eye, and now he is an instructor that everyone respects, and being able to accept instructions symbolizes a kind of recognition and attention, and I am looking forward to it.

Wen Yiming said with a straight face: "Elder Cai's choice must be an elite, and you will spend the next fifteen days of the Gangfeng period here, sacrifice your alchemy weapons, and report the alchemy level." ”

Everyone summoned alchemy tools, all of them were ordinary, and Cai Shishi was no exception, reporting the alchemy level in turn.

Except for Cai Shishi, who is a senior alchemist, most of them are at the intermediate level, and there are a few junior ones, but the star rating is also above five stars.

Wen Yiming released his focus on sharing with everyone, and even Cai Shishi was shocked, faintly guessing the meaning of the instructor, and was slightly excited.

"Fifteen days, whether you can break through or not depends on your own potential, see more and think more!" Wen Yiming summoned the alchemy and a large number of classified materials, and said: "During this period, if you have some understanding, you will refine the medicine level, keep quiet, and discuss any questions during the break." ”

The various shock formulas that Wen Yiming had put into his mind began to put into action, and the remnants of the synchronously decomposed recipes shook.

There is focus and sharing, everyone can feel the mystery of the supreme technique, at first there were still a lot of doubts in their hearts, but in less than a quarter of an hour, they fully understood that the instructor was not arranging tasks this time, but giving them a chance to improve their alchemy level.

Focusing on sharing blessings to comprehend alchemy is not an opportunity that everyone has.

Wen Yiming was the only alchemist in the world who could refine the plastic-breaking potion, and this news had already spread throughout the Thundering Yuan with Jin Zhong's recovery.

At this moment, Cai Shishi, including Cai Shishi, put aside all kinds of emotions, calmed his heart, emptied his mind, carefully perceiving every step of Wen Yiming, and didn't even blink his eyes once, for fear of missing the key details.

In the following days, Wen Yiming has been taking potions to maintain sufficient true yuan and spiritual power, constantly repeating the alchemy level, every four hours, resting for an hour, during which it is for everyone to solve their doubts and recover from cultivation.

In Hou Er's instructions, he delivered special Linggu porridge on time every day, and the instructor's mansion was quiet.

Wen Yiming was fighting against time, and Shu Yilan and the others, who were far away in Demon Rock City, were also suffering in prison.

Since being transferred to the heavy prison in Demon Rock City, no one has been persecuted, and Night Dance Frost and Fei Jiuyang, who they hated so much, have never appeared again.

The slight improvement was that the three meals a day improved slightly, several people changed into lock-yuan shackles, their hands were freed, and the two of them were in a small cell, facing each other.

Yu Chen was still in charge of guarding, but there were heavy guards outside the prison.

Yang Tianhao's beard was already curly and yellow, and in addition to making eye contact with the jailer during meal time every day, he was cultivating to pass the time.

Feng Wen, who has been imprisoned for more than a month, is locked up with Yang Tianhao, and his arrival gives Yang Tianhao, Shu Yilan and Deng Aowei, who have been spared temporarily, the courage to live.

Feng Wen has spent his whole life in suffering, and he has long been accustomed to any predicament, and life and death have become fearful for him, so he was imprisoned together, only he handled it calmly, how to live and how to live.

He had met with Mozi for half a month in Ranshi Town, and learned a lot of information about Wen Yiming, which he shared with the three of them after he was imprisoned.

The only ventilated window in the cell let in a ray of sunlight, and it was a new day.

Shu Yilan watched Deng Aowei sweep away a bowl of mushy gruel, and she didn't have any appetite for her share in front of her.

"Senior sister, live!" Feng Wen dragged the shackles of Suo Yuan to comfort him from afar, his tone was firm, with a hint of regret, "The mad shadow attaches great importance to us, which represents the fear of Senior Brother Wen, otherwise we would have died a long time ago, and the only thing to do now is to live and wait!"

Deng Aowei put down the broken bowl and patted Shu Yilan, "Senior Brother Feng is right, Yilan, if Wen Yiming knows that we are here, he will definitely find a way, let's not give up." ”

Shu Yilan bit her lower lip, shook her head and said, "I'm afraid that he will come, he is the hope of the twin cities, and there is still more than half a year, and the big competition with the famous sword Tianmen will arrive, what should I do?"

Yang Tianhao hoarsely voiced, and said: "These are not important, it is useless to think too much, although we are not afraid of death, but only living is hope, you should know that Wen Yiming survived in the ruins for nearly half a year and escaped from Ascension, Brother Feng Wen's friend also said that he is still alive under the pursuit of the Crazy Shadow and the Robbery Order, he will appear in front of us sooner or later, I firmly believe." ”

Except for Feng Wen, they have all experienced the relics of the Great Rift, and they know very well that Wen Yiming is not a person who gives up easily, Deng Aowei nodded and said: "Yilan, you should recharge your energy here, don't wait until Wen Yiming comes, you are no longer here, are you willing?"

As he was talking, Yu Chen came with his hands in his hands, stood in the passage, showed a warning look, and shouted: "Quiet, twitter every day, live or die, don't bother!"

Then, he turned to face Shu Yilan, and sneered: "Wen Yiming was once Lao Tzu's subordinate, and he implicated Lao Tzu in the wild shadow, and Lao Tzu hasn't complained yet!"

Two jailers in the distance looked at each other, and Yu Chen turned his head and shouted angrily: "Look at Nima, get out!"

When the two jailers shrank their heads and turned to retreat, Yu Chen also turned to leave, glanced at the expressionless Feng Wen, and scolded as he walked: "Don't make trouble for Lao Tzu!"

For a long time, Feng Wen and Yang Tianhao glanced at each other, and there was a hint of hope in their thoughtful eyes.

When Yu Chen faced Shu Yilan's scolding, they saw the palms crossed behind them spread out, and the word 'wait' was in the palm of his hand.

Tong Qiang was also waiting, waiting for Tong Qiuyue to come to see her, he didn't know where he was, he had been under house arrest in this small secret room, and he didn't see the light of day.

The last time they met, Tong Qiuyue let him regain his freedom in the secret room, but the secret room covered in metal, even if the cultivation was increased several times, he couldn't break out.

For this reason, he can only cultivate to survive in order to seek comfort.

In the past two months, he has been excited, for some reason, it is difficult to eliminate distracting thoughts in boring cultivation, but his cultivation is rising, even if he has the resources brought by Wen Yiming in Shuangcheng, he has never been so fast, he can only narcissistically think in torment that his potential has exploded.

Patience has been used almost, and he has never seen his sister show up, thinking that his fellow disciples are being detained, Fa Xiao is wanted, and his life and death are unknown, so he passes the time with cultivation day and night.

In a short period of time, he was already a martial artist eighth-level cultivator in the secret room, but what was the use? Even if his strength skyrocketed tenfold, he would not be able to solve all his troubles.

But what else can a dark chamber do?

Cultivation is the only choice.

Sit cross-legged on the ground, suppress anger and impatience, and slowly run the exercises.

In the dimly lit secret room, an indiscernible colorless smoke emerged from a small natural crack hidden in the corner, which was greedily absorbed by Tong Qiang's exercises.

He unconsciously felt that his cultivation was significantly improving, and he felt a little comfort in his heart.

Crazy cultivation, Tong Qiang secretly gritted his teeth, not hopeless.

(End of chapter)