If it is replaced by someone else, let alone wielding a knife from the palace, even if it is self-harm, I am afraid that it will not be able to do it.

But Feng Tiannan is a master of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation, and he is completely different from Wang Zhengjun.

Wang Zhengjun ascended to the sky in one step, and broke through to the third layer of qi cultivation in just two months.

And Feng Tiannan's fourth-level Qi cultivation took almost decades.

His perseverance and pursuit of martial arts are far beyond human comparison.

In order to improve his strength, he can do anything.

Moreover, the sword wielding from the palace that the 'American master' said is not completely cutting off the roots of his descendants, if he breaks through the realm of the ninth layer, he can grow again.

Of course, this is Wang Zhengjun's nonsense.

It's a pity that the ninth layer is also very far away for Feng Tiannan, and even he has never come into contact with or heard of such a strong master, he can't imagine what it is like to be above the ninth layer.

But the realm of the 'American master' is higher than him, so the vision is much higher.

"Master, there is something to tell you, I came to Nanjiang because I was invited by Li Lei, this Li Lei is a leader of the rivers and lakes, if there is a conflict with the master, please let the master go. ”

"Well, got it. ”

After finishing speaking, Wang Zhengjun hung up the phone directly, it is not appropriate to say more at this time, let Feng Tiannan use his imagination for himself.

After Wang Zhengjun hung up the phone, Feng Tiannan's ears returned to quiet, and Li Lei, who was sitting opposite Feng Tiannan, had a look of shock written on his face.

"Master Feng, you just ...... Talk to that master again?"

Feng Tiannan nodded, "This is the skill of transmitting sound for thousands of miles, only I can hear it, you can't hear it, so I guess that this master is at least above the sixth level of Qi cultivation!"

Hiss......

Li Lei gasped, and his lips trembled slightly.

Feng Tiannan, a person who cultivates the fourth layer of qi, is already a strong and invincible master in his eyes, and the master of the sixth layer must not be the same as a superman?

Feng Tiannan said lightly, "Don't worry, I have already greeted the master, if you really accidentally offend the master, just report your name." ”

Brother Lei nodded, still a little shocked.

With Feng Tiannan in charge, he was already very confident in fighting with Yang Qinggang, but now that there is this American master behind him, he is even more sure!

Feng Tiannan thought of something, and suddenly asked, "I wonder when Boss Yin is willing to meet me?"

With Brother Lei's strength, he naturally couldn't invite Feng Tiannan, not to mention the sophistication, he couldn't afford Master Feng's appearance fee alone.

Naturally, there is the support of the financier behind it.

And this big financier is the famous entrepreneur of Nanjiang, Yin Qingchou.

Speaking of Yin Qingchou, there are still some festivals with Wang Zhengjun.

When Wang Zhengjun took the ginseng to Fang Jianjun's house to sell it, Yin Qingchou wanted to cut off the beard, but Wang Zhengjun chose to save people and did not agree, so he offended Yin Qingchou.

Fang Jianjun has a close relationship with Yang Qinggang, and he understands both the underworld and the white way better than him, if it continues like this, I am afraid that his position in Nanjiang will be shaken.

Therefore, Yin Qingchou spent a lot of money to invite Master Feng, wanting to completely kill Fang Jianjun and Yang Qinggang, at all costs!

Although Feng Tiannan prides himself on being strong, he is still quite polite to the gold owner, after all, he can't see Yin Qingchou, and he can't get the money.

Li Lei, as an intermediary, did not dare to slack off, "Master rest assured, Mr. Yin will arrange it in the next few days." ”

Feng Tiannan nodded, hesitated, and finally said to Li Lei.

"Go get me a whole new set of scalpels. ”

Li Lei was a little puzzled, "Master, what do you want a scalpel for?"

"Less nonsense, don't ask what you shouldn't!"

Feng Tiannan looked up at the ceiling and muttered to himself in his heart.

"Master, it's up to you!"

......

Whether Master Feng really wielded a knife from the palace Wang Zhengjun definitely didn't know, after returning home, it would take another day for the oranges to ripen, so Wang Zhengjun simply studied and studied the pill.

Reading books in the past few days, not only do I know a lot about the properties of the elixir, but I even have some interest in the art of alchemy.

It's just that alchemy is useless just by reading books, and you still need to try it yourself.

After Wang Zhengjun returned home, he began to refine the pill with an induction cooker.

According to the theory written in the book, Wang Zhengjun can refine the pill even if he does not have a decent alchemy furnace.

And now Wang Zhengjun is the most indispensable medicinal material for alchemy, and the QQ space is full of all kinds of medicinal materials, which is enough for him to squander.

A few hours later......

Wang Zhengjun's home was in a mess, with scrapped pills all over the ground, and the iron pot of the induction cooker had been completely broken.

Wang Zhengjun's face was as black as Bao Gong's, and the clothes that had been blown up and down his body were gone, leaving only a pair of pants floating in the wind.

Looking at the devastation all over the ground, Wang Zhengjun shook his head helplessly, it seems that this alchemy is really not something that can be practiced overnight.

Gather up all the waste pills all over the ground and put them in brown paper bags.

Although they are all waste pills, they are also the essence of the elixir, and they are very precious.

Wang Zhengjun picked up a pill and put it in his mouth and chewed it a few times, it was very fragrant and not greasy.

The powerful medicinal power in those herbs has become extremely soft after Wang Zhengjun's refining.

Even if you eat these pills as jelly bean snacks, there is no harm.

It's just that for a cultivator like Wang Zhengjun, it makes no sense to eat this kind of waste pill.

But if ordinary people eat it, it can strengthen the body, relax the muscles and invigorate the blood.

I dare not say how awesome the effect is, it is no problem to prevent diseases and cure a cold.

Wang Zhengjun packed a brown paper bag and more than 100 waste pills, and went to Fang Jianjun's house with them.

Soon, Wang Zhengjun drove to the door of his home.

The bodyguards of the Fang family had known Wang Zhengjun for a long time, and politely let him in.

After entering the villa, I found that Hao Youqian and Jin Buchang were also there, and the two were standing in the living room smoking, frowning.

"Brother Hao, Brother Jin, you are also here. ”

The two looked up and saw Wang Zhengjun and nodded.

"Lao Fang is sick, let's take a look. ”

"Huh, is Fang Lao sick?" Wang Zhengjun is now equipped with medical skills, and he is naturally very confident in his illness.

Jin Buchang waved his hand, "It's not a disease, it's angry, the old man likes to collect antiques, you know, he turned the basement into a storage room, specializing in storing his precious antiques." ”

"As a result, this afternoon, a lot of sulfuric acid flowed into the storage room somehow, dissolving all the antiques of the old party. ”

As a result, as soon as Lao Fang got on fire, he fainted directly. ”

Of course, Lao Fang is not worried about money, but angry. To be able to silently pour concentrated sulfuric acid into his house is to intimidate the old man! I don't know who did it!"

Hao Youqian's face was not very good, and he said coldly.

"Who else could it be, naturally it was an old puppet surnamed Yin. ”

Wang Zhengjun frowned slightly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.