The black tripod left by Xin Li is very miraculous, and it needs to be combined with unique fire control methods to refine various Xuandans as desired.

If the fire control is poor, the medicine will be destroyed immediately, and everything will be empty.

Feng Yi had already mastered the fire control method called 'Lingshu Sanyan', and even if he hadn't refined the pill for three years, he had never been unfamiliar with it.

Two medicinal herbs that are indignant to people and gods are a total of eighteen pills.

The stench was so strong that the master and servant covered their mouths and noses, coughing, and fled from the wooden house in embarrassment.

"Childe, this ...... Why does it stink so much?"

In the medicine garden under the moonlit night, Qing'er put her hands on her knees and breathed the refreshing cool air in the autumn breeze again and again.

Feng Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth, "You will be a real stinky girl in the future." ”

"Huh?"

The little girl seems to be crying instead of crying, and she is extremely pitiful and aggrieved.

Feng Yi's heart softened, and he regressed: "Okay, only when you are in front of people, will you become a stinky girl." ”

Although the little girl is reluctant, she can also distinguish the weight. In order to no longer worry about your own son-in-law, and for your own safety, it stinks.

After collecting eighteen pieces of human and divine anger with a porcelain vase, Feng Yi used the breath of Yuan Li to stir up a strong wind, and it took great effort to disperse the stench in the wooden house.

Again, half an hour later, the small Juyuan Dan was released.

There are nine pills in one furnace, and each of them has an illusory pill pattern. Compared with the elixirs refined by those alchemists with inferior means in the Dragon Yin Sect, the medicinal effect is three points stronger, and there is already a potential of a first-grade Xuandan.

"Alas, lacking a few main medicines such as the first-order demon beast inner pill, it really can't refine a first-grade Juyuan Dan. No matter how strange Heiding is, it can't go against the sky after all. ”

Feng Yi shook his head and sighed, and after putting away the little Juyuan Dan, he crossed his knees on the bedside again and continued to cultivate hard.

The east sky is cloudy, the west sky is cloudy, and ten days have passed.

It was night, Feng Yi waited quietly until dawn, but Shen Xuan did not come as promised.

With doubts, with Xiao Ju Yuan Dan, he came to the city under the mountain on the morning of this day and heard a news that shocked him.

The Yulin Sect Sect Master Shen fell leaves and died violently.

What kind of cultivation is Shen Luoye? That is a great master of the Nine Layers of Quenching Realm, and he can break through the boundary of the Xuan Xuan and step into the Xuan Cultivation Gate in half a step.

How could such a strong man suddenly die violently?

No one knew the reason, everyone only knew that Shen Luofeng, the great elder of the Yulin Sect, took over the position of sect master. And the young sect master Shen Xuan, after his 'father' died, he also disappeared without a trace.

To say not to worry, that is false.

But when Feng Yi infiltrated the Yulin Sect and caught an elder and a disciple to inquire, he realized that all this was true.

"Where have you been?" Feng Yi muttered.

Another disciple who patrolled the mountain was arrested and asked again, but the answer was slightly different.

"The young master Xu went to Sanxuan City with Miss Yi. ”

Miss Yi is naturally Gongsun Yi, she is the third lady of the Gongsun family, a second-grade power, and a famous young master on the Western Realm Xuan List, and she is also Shen Xuan's cousin.

The worry subsided for a while, and the loss rose again, "Why did she leave home and go to Sanxuan City, thousands of miles away? Why didn't she inform me?"

Then I thought, "What is my relationship with her? She can't leave, why did she come to inform me?"

With a miserable smile, he returned to the Dragon Yin Sect Medicine Garden in despair.

"Childe, didn't you find Miss Shen?" Qing'er asked.

Feng Yi shook his head without saying a word, went straight into the wooden house, and cultivated cross-legged.

Your own cultivation and strength are the foundation of everything.

At noon the next day, the Yuan Qi Evil Dragon in the Jiang Palace was finally refined by the Qi of Heart Fire, turning into a little bit of Yuan Force Essence that was extremely small, but also extremely pure, and floated in the Jiang Palace.

On the side of the circumference, the fire of the heart is exhausted, and the huge palace only has that little bit of blue and red starlight, which is heavy and floating, and rotates by itself.

Every time it rotates, a pure Yuan Force is born and blends into Feng Yi's flesh and bones, repeatedly tempered and strengthened, striving to be extraordinary.

Feng Yi threw a punch in the air, but when he heard the sound of "crackling", he was overjoyed.

"My cultivation and strength at this time are comparable to a sixth-layer martial artist who quenches the body, and the yuan power contained in the flesh and blood is extremely pure, even a seventh- or eighth-layer martial artist who quenches the body, and he is not afraid of a battle. ”

After pondering for a moment, he thought again: "The Bagua You Dragon Palm has also become a small success, and with the rich combat experience I have gained over the years of life and death fighting, even if it is a quenching body of the ninth layer, or a great master like the sect master, who is half a step in the breath, it will be difficult for me to do anything." ”

Heroic and dry, fighting spirit.

"This great compassion is really good, and it is worthy of the Xuan Gong created by the Southern Ghost Emperor. This is just the beginning, and it is already like this, and when the first layer is consummated in the future, what about the Yuan Force Dragon Fetus that the Nine Nine Eighty-One Yuan Force Essence Hidden in the Jiang Palace gathers and fuses?"

Feng Yi didn't dare to imagine it, and he couldn't imagine it. After all, his knowledge is limited, and he doesn't know the inner breath realm, or what kind of tricks and powerful magical powers he has.

When you rejoice, you naturally share it with others.

Feng Yi shouted Qing'er, and was about to get up to tell her the good news.

But he didn't expect Fang Gang to stand up straight, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning, his mind was dizzy, and his mind was exhausted.

If Qing'er hadn't come in time to support him, he would have fallen to the ground and fainted.

"Childe, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Yi smiled bitterly, "I have cultivated too hard in the past ten days, I haven't been able to rest well, my heart qi is seriously depleted, and my foundation has been damaged." ”

"Ah, what should I do, can I recover if my foundation is damaged?" asked Qing'er with concern.

"It's okay, I'll be fine after two days of rest. ”

What Feng Yi said is true, the young man is full of energy, no matter how exhausted he is, as long as he has a good life and recuperation for three or two days, he will be able to grow strong again, just like in the past.

"But...... But the day after tomorrow is the day of life and death, is it too late?"

Deqing'er reminded Feng Yi that a month had passed silently.

As for the battle of life and death, Feng Yi didn't care about it at all. Even if his mental strength can't be fully recovered, he is not afraid of that Zheng Huai.

In just one month, he Zheng Huai was forcibly promoted by the Venerable Master Hongliang, and it was impossible for him to cross the threshold of quenching his body and advance to the realm of internal rest. As long as they don't enter the internal breath, the martial artists of the Quenching Body Realm are just local chickens and dogs. ”

Feng Yi has this confidence, because he still has the means to press the bottom of the box.

Blood-burning mystery.

Burn your own essence and blood, and forcibly boost your strength. When the luck is reached to the limit, it can double the combat power and last for a stick of incense.

On that day, he shook Shen Xuan back at the windless cliff, using the Blood-Burning Secret Technique. At that time, he could have killed him in one fell swoop, but Feng Yi didn't do that, and he didn't even leave Shen Xuan with serious injuries.

The reason for this may be the throbbing heart of the young man.

And Master Xin Li, when he fought with the woman who was burning red flames, he also used the secret technique of burning blood.

It's just that Xin Li's cultivation is too far away from the enemy, and until the duration of the Burning Blood Secret Technique ends, he can't turn defeat into victory, so he forcibly urges it. In the end, although he defeated the enemy, he also lost his own longevity, and turned into old age in an instant, describing himself as withered.

The past has been carried by the wind, but it will not drift away like the wind.

They were all buried deep in Feng Yi's heart, making him never forget his hatred.

Exhausted, Feng Yi fell asleep on the sticky bed, snoring like thunder before the rain.

Qing'er stood on the side of the bed and stared at him, the worry in her eyes was like substance.

......

Time is like a meteor, drifting by, making people feel it unnoticed.

The day of the life-and-death battle between Feng Yi and Zheng Huai has finally arrived.

Because Zheng Huai was accepted by the Venerable Master Hongliang as his successor, the life-and-death battle between the two spread in full swing between the neighboring nine sects and three cities.

The name of Feng Yi is not unfamiliar to the martial arts people within a radius of 100 miles.

The Dragon Yin Sect has produced a genius young master with unparalleled combat power and is as brave as a god general, who doesn't know?

It can be said that the Longyin Sect can forcibly suppress the Yulin Sect and stabilize the first place of the Nine Sects, and Feng Yi is the biggest hero.

If it weren't for the bloody battle he led to a group of fellow disciples and brothers who were not afraid of death, how could those valuable veins and many cultivation resources be in the hands of the Dragon Yin Sect?

However, the world is impermanent, and the Longyin Sect has a more dazzling Zheng Huai.

Some people sigh for Feng Yi, and it is inevitable that some people gloat.

Of course, most people lament and complain about injustice.

Since the Dragon Yin Sect has Feng Yi, how can Zheng Huai come out? Is this the Heavenly Desire to greatly prosper the Dragon Yin Sect?

But this battle of life and death made the other eight high-level leaders suddenly see the light again.

They really couldn't understand why the sect leader of the Dragon Yin Sect, 'Mu Qiubai', would let the two genius disciples fight to the death like this.

Could it be that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers?

I'm afraid otherwise, if the two geniuses work together, why wouldn't the Dragon Yin Sect worry?

Why did Mu Qiubai do such a foolish thing of cutting off his arm?

Everyone's doubts also exist in the hearts of the disciples of the Dragon Yin Sect.

It's just that Sect Master Mu Qiubai doesn't know anything about this. He has been in retreat for more than half a year, and all he has done is to break through the shackles of mortal mysteries and advance to the realm of inner rest.

What the result will be, it is not yet known.

The life-and-death decisive battle between the two genius boys, the high-level leaders of each sect naturally wanted to come and take a look. Even if they didn't come, Zheng Dahu would force them to come over as a Venerable Master Hongliang.

Not for anything else, just to make his son Zheng Huai famous, so that the world can see that the Zheng family has a son, a dragon among people.

Just after the hour, the upper and lower levels of Hidden Dragon Mountain have been surrounded by water. As far as the eye can see, there is a piece of Wuyangyang's head, crowded with people, and it is very noisy.

Front mountain, main hall.

The three elders of the Longyin Sect sat side by side, the second elder Zheng Dahu was in the center, Zheng Huai sat in the position of the young master, and his cousin Zheng Han sat at the bottom.

Zheng Huai is still wearing a white robe, but the hem of the clothes is embroidered, which adds to the luxury.

"Huai'er, today's battle is related to the future glory of my Zheng family, you must not keep it. Zheng Dahu said in a deep voice.

Zheng Huai smiled arrogantly, "Father, don't worry, the child has been cultivating for more than a month, and his cultivation has already broken through to the sixth layer of quenching." The master's high-grade martial art 'Breaking Army Sword Technique' has also been learned. ”

As he spoke, his right hand was drawn, and the long sword erected beside him rang out of its sheath, and the sword rang out.

It was the second-grade Xuan soldier given by the Venerable Master Hongliang, the broken sword.

"No matter how brave he Feng Yi is like a fierce tiger and a dragon, he is just a mortal waste of dantian that has been abolished. The child kills him without a second sword. ”

Seeing that Zheng Huai was so confident, Zheng Dahu nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, the guests have arrived, let's go." ”

A group of people walked out of the hall, walked to the high platform in front of the hall, closed their steps, and stopped.

There were more than 20 seats on the stage, and most of them were seated at this time, and they were the sect masters and elders of the other eight sects.

Shen Luofeng, the new sect leader of the Yulin Sect, is also among them, a mighty man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a square face.

Standing behind him was not the young master Shen Xuan, who was not weaker than Feng Yi, but a cold-faced young man in black clothes.

The sun was in the sky, the autumn breeze was warm, blowing Zheng Huai, rolling up his white clothes, fluttering like an immortal descending from the sky, chic and elegant.

"Look, that is the only personal disciple of the Venerable Master Hongliang, Zheng Huai, the young master of the Longyin Sect. ”

I don't know who shouted such a sentence, which caused an uproar in the audience.

The disciples of the Dragon Yin Sect all held their heads high, and their pride was overflowing.

Some of the disciples of the other sects were envious, some were jealous, and some were cold-eyed and disdainful.

But the female disciples are different, whether they are the main family or the Hakka family, they are all bright-eyed. Like a hungry wolf, staring at Zheng Huai who stood proudly on the platform, he couldn't wait to fly up and hug him tightly. One kiss and love, then kiss and fate, three kisses and keep the white head, this life will not give up.

Zheng Huai glanced at the crowd below, and everyone looked at each other.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

There are thousands of pearls in Yizhou, but today, at this moment, he is the only one who is the most dazzling.

"Feng Yi, take the stage and die!"

Zheng Huai deliberately showed off his skills, and his voice contained the breath of Yuan Li, and his voice was like thunder, shaking the sky and the earth.

Feng Yi?

Everyone remembered that there was another protagonist today, the former young master of the Dragon Yin Sect, Feng Yi.

Just looking around the field and outside the field, on and off the stage, there doesn't seem to be Feng Yi's figure.

"Is he afraid?"

"Did he escape?"

"Probably not, that Feng Yi is not a person who is afraid of death and war, I have fought with him, tsk...... Now that I think about it, I feel a little trembling in my heart. ”

"Hmph, you're talking about Feng Yi back then, but not Feng Yi today. ”

"This brother, what do you say?"

"You don't know yet, that Feng Yi's dantian has been smashed by Miss Shen of the Yulin Sect, and now it ...... Haha, it's just a piece of mortal waste. What is he going to do to fight Zheng Huai?"

"Wash your neck and wait to be killed. ”

There are different opinions and heated discussions.