Mu Feng stepped forward and pushed the door, only to find that this door was engraved, and scolded secretly: "These people who refine medicine are sick." ”

Mu Feng kicked angrily, forgetting to use spiritual power to protect his feet, and the painful Mu Feng grinned and scolded his mother, and it took a long time to recover.

Mu Feng limped to the corridor on the other side, this time the corridor was not long, that is, about ten zhang, when he came to the exit, he saw a figure at the opposite exit also limping out, it turned out to be Cao Wei. Seeing that Mu Feng also limped out, the other party showed a knowing expression, and the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Immediately, the attention of the two was attracted by a large round statue in the middle of the hall. The big tripod is very simple, the rust on it is mottled, you can vaguely see that the tripod body is engraved with the ancient beast pattern, the specific is not clear, the tripod has three legs, like the claws of the beast, the two tripod ears are like the dragon dancing, the tripod body is ten feet high.

The two of them circled around Dading, but they didn't find anything, Mu Feng used his spiritual power to test it, but was blocked by a force.

The two investigated for a long time, but found no useful clues, so they turned their attention to the surroundings of the hall, and found that there was nothing in the hall except for the big ding, and then a few dilapidated futons.

There were some strange patterns painted on the walls around the hall, which seemed to be incoherent, but Mu Feng looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly found that the murals here seemed familiar, but the impression was very vague, as if he had seen similar pictures there, staring at the murals and meditating, frowning.

Carefully looking at each mural, I found that there was a white-haired old man and a Ding in each painting, the difference was that there were pictures similar to preaching, there were pictures like alchemy, and there were pictures that seemed to be chatting or discussing, and there was no connection with each other, Mu Feng's brows furrowed even tighter.

After a few more careful observations, I finally found a detail that I hadn't noticed before, that is, the white-haired old man sat cross-legged in each painting, and the most important thing was that the hand in each painting seemed to be pinching a fingerprint, and each one was different.

Only then did I know why I had a sense of déjà vu, because of the fingerprints. But here comes the problem again, there are only fingerprints, and there is no magic trick or empty talk, it is useless to ask for it, and it is a pity to abandon it.

"Hey. Mu Feng sighed, turned around to see what Cao Wei was doing, and inadvertently saw the big tripod in the middle of the hall, and hurriedly bricked to look at the painting, although the tripod in each painting is different in size, but it can be seen from the appearance that it is the same tripod, and I wonder if there is any connection between the fingerprint and the tripod?

Turning around and coming to Ding to take a closer look, because it was too long, the rust was mottled, and I couldn't see anything at all. Mu Feng had no choice but to sit on a futon beside him, and was just about to ask Cao Wei, who was wandering around, when he suddenly remembered an obscure old saying in his mind, and after saying it three times in a row, it disappeared, as if it was an illusion.

Mu Feng recited it silently in his heart a few times, and found that it was a magic formula, and he was happy, but also had a little headache, because he didn't know that this magic trick corresponded to that fingerprint, and he was scratching his head in confusion, and Cao Wei said on the side: "Mu Feng, I think this Ding is a Danding, you see that you don't know how to make a pill, or let it be given to me, of course, you take most of the good things you encounter later, how about it?"

Mu Feng slandered in his heart, but said indifferently: "If you can take it away, it will be yours." ”

After finishing speaking, he ignored Cao Wei and got up to see the mural again, and when he got up, he saw three traces on the futon, which he didn't see before because of the dust, and at this time he was taken away by himself to take away most of the dust, and only then did he see the dark traces on the futon, which looked like a "three" word.

Cao Wei saw that Mu Feng didn't care about Danding, so he hurriedly stepped forward, his heart was happy, and he secretly scolded Mu Feng for being stupid, this Danding is also a fairy weapon at the lowest, put his hands on the Ding body, released his spiritual power and prepared to put the Ding into the storage ring, but as soon as the spiritual power touched the Ding body, he felt as if his head had been smashed by a heavy hammer, and he passed out directly with a muffled snort.

In front of the third mural that Mu Feng had just come, when he heard the voice, he turned his head and saw Cao Wei fall directly to the ground and fainted, Mu Feng raised the corners of his mouth and said: "Idiot, I'm really stupid, suffer hardship." ”

Turning around to take a closer look, the old man in the painting made a fingerprint, and at the same time recited the magic formula, the green light flashed on his fingertips, Mu Feng was happy to see this, and found a way, turned around and used the wind spiritual power to blow away the dust on the remaining eight futons, and sure enough, there were marks on each of them.

Find the futon marked "one", sit cross-legged on it, the sound of vicissitudes of life remembered again, it is another mantra, write it down and then sit down on the second futon, get a mantra again, the third futon has been obtained, and sit directly on the fourth futon. After memorizing all nine sentences in turn, he looked at the nine murals and practiced his fingerprints.

After half a day, Mu Feng was not so rusty, but only the first rune was successful, and the others were not successful, after thinking about it, according to the progress, when the nine runes were cultivated, it was impossible in a short time, so I had to take the first rune to see if I could take away the Danding.

Mu Feng came to the front of Danding, took a deep breath, and at the same time recited the magic with his fingerprints, a fiery red rune like a flame appeared in front of him, Mu Feng pointed to Danding, and the rune flew towards Danding, and then merged into the body of Ding. I saw that the distance of Danding trembled, the rust of the body of the tripod fell off, showing the purple-red body, simple and solemn, the carving of the body of the tripod turned out to be several fire beasts, and the ears were two fire dragons.

Just when Mu Feng looked at the Danding in a daze, a phantom shadow condensed from the Ding, which was almost the same as in the mural, Mu Feng saw this scene, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Boy Mu Feng has seen his predecessors. ”

The old man glanced at Mu Feng, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Yes, the qualifications are good, and the understanding is also good, after waiting for millions of years, it has finally arrived, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Just when Mu Feng was about to open his mouth to agree, he suddenly couldn't move, and it was only a moment later that Mu Feng was able to move, scratching his head in confusion, I don't know why, just as he was about to speak, the old man preemptively said: "I can't accept you as a disciple." ”

Mu Feng was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "I don't know what the juniors did wrong to make the seniors change their minds?"

The old man explained: "You didn't do anything wrong, just for some reason, and you will understand later." Of course, although I can't accept you as a disciple, the inheritance of my Medicine God Temple still belongs to you, and I will teach you in the future, but you must promise the old man to build a Medicine God Temple. ”

Mu Feng didn't know why, this old man was a little weird, but he still nodded and said, "The juniors promised the seniors." ”

"Okay, you drop a drop of essence blood into the body of the tripod, refine this tripod, and you will get the inheritance of the Medicine God Temple, let's start. After saying that, the old man's figure dissipated.

Mu Feng sat in front of the tripod, cut his middle finger, forced out a drop of essence blood, and flew to the tripod body with spiritual power, when the essence blood drip was quickly absorbed behind the tripod, and Mu Feng had a trace of connection, Mu Feng closed his eyes and began to refine, as time went by, the dan ding became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a golden light and drilled into Mu Feng's dantian.

At this time, the voice of the old man sounded in Mu Feng's mind: "Mu Feng, you have refined the Tai Void Creation Ding, after millions of years, I have become the instrument spirit of this Ding, you can call me Sheng Xin, there is a Dan Sutra in the Ding, you can read it, if you don't understand, you can ask me." ”

Then there was no sound, Mu Feng didn't rush to check the situation in Dingzhong, got up and prepared to leave, looked at Cao Wei, who was still unconscious, and found that it was just that his soul was injured, and it was estimated that he would have to sleep, and there was no danger here, so he turned around and left.