Not long after leaving Yunshan City, Jiang Feng was surrounded by people.

Zhang Heng, who originally wanted to be a yellow bird, couldn't wait to run out.

"Boy, hand over the source stone on your body, I will spare you from death!" Chen Yuanlong shouted coldly.

"What is not good? Do you know that robbery is a crime? Jiang Feng pretended to be stupid and asked.

"Kill him first, the source stones each have their own abilities, okay?" Zhang Heng proposed.

"Wasting most of our time, and letting us bask in the sun for hours, breaking his limbs, venting his evil breath first, and then leaving him to fend for himself." Chen Yuanlong said.

"It's been a long time since I've done anything with anyone." Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

Xiao Jian and Zhang Hong, who wanted to rob him of the source stone last time, have now become his subordinates.

He didn't want to do anything with humans if he didn't have to, let alone people of his own kind.

"Let's go together!" As soon as Zhang Heng's voice fell, he rushed over first.

Seeing this, the rest of the people rushed forward and attacked one after another.

After being walked by the other party for a few hours, which one has no resentment in his heart?

Jiang Feng took out a ninth-level kitchen knife, turned his wrist, and slapped the knife surface back and forth.

In the blink of an eye, thirteen people were lying on the ground, and the sound of pain came and went.

"Do you know who I am?" Jiang Feng asked with a smile.

Finding that the other party was a little familiar, Zhang Heng thought about it and asked uncertainly: "You, you, you are Jiang Feng?" ”

"Do you know who I am and dare to do it to me?" Jiang Feng teased.

"You, are you really Jiang Feng?" Zhang Heng said in disbelief.

"Also, I haven't shown up much in the past few years, and I haven't shown super strength, it's normal for you to dare to do something to me, let's say, how do you want to die?" Jiang Feng asked in a deep voice.

"I admit it." Zhang Heng said as if he was dead.

Kill them? Nothing good.

Don't kill them? The evil anger in my heart is hard to get rid of!

Killing one bad guy can save a lot of good guys.

After thinking about it, Jiang Feng said: "Give you two paths, the first one is death, and the second one is atonement!" ”

"How to atone for your sins?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Open up the wasteland and farm the land." Jiang Feng said.

"I'll pick the second one." Zhang Heng said.

"I'll pick the second one too." Huang Liang said.

"I'll pick the second one." Chen Yuanlong and others said in turn.

It's better to die than to live, obviously, none of these people in front of you want to die.

"Thirteen free laborers, not bad." Jiang Feng smiled knowingly, and said, "Follow me!" ”

He didn't want to kill people until he had to.

Many things are the same, and the same is true for murder, if you kill one, you will kill the second......

Not wanting to become a killing god who regards human life as grass, Jiang Feng is unwilling to kill people easily.

In his view, people are not animals, they can kill less if they can, and they don't kill if they can.

Instead of killing the enemy, it is better to capture the enemy and use it as hard labor.

Free labor is much better than a pile of biomanure.

He returned to Jiangjiazhuang with Zhang Heng and the others, handed them over to Zhang Hong to manage, and Jiang Feng cultivated again.

A few days later, in the dead of night, Huang Liang asked, "Brother Heng, should we run?" ”

"Run? Where to run? Zhang Heng asked angrily.

"I've seen it all, there are no cameras around, and no one is looking at us." Huang Liang said.

"The Wind Thunder Eagle in the sky is not a vegetarian, I heard that there are other high-level alien beasts around the entire medicinal herb cultivation base, can we run away?" Zhang Heng said in a low voice.

"Brother Heng, let's run from the river." Huang Liang said whimsically.

"Do you know what's in the river?" Zhang Heng scoffed.

"What's there?" Huang Haohao asked curiously.

"There are a dozen three-clawed dragons in the river." Zhang Heng said that he has not been idle in the past few days, and when the other party was looking for an escape route, he heard a lot of news from some workers.

"Aren't we going to work here for the rest of our lives?" Huang Conscience said with a dead heart.

"There is food and drink here, and there is no danger to life, many people can't ask for it, whoever runs is stupid!" Zhang Heng said.

"It seems to be." Huang Liang nodded.

Jiang Feng in the room was practicing meditation without distractions.

I can't fuse my talents, I can't split them in two, and I can't return to Earth for the time being.

He guessed in his heart that when his spiritual power was strong enough, he would be able to fuse various talents.

Cultivating the function of the form, meaning and god increases the essence and qi at the same time, but the efficiency of improving the spiritual power is not as good as cultivating the meditation technique.

The next morning, after his daily cultivation was over, Jiang Feng began to study magic potions.

There is a magic potion on the side of the Origin Star that boosts mental power, and he wants to make a few copies to try the effect.

Magic potion books, magic herbs, and pharmaceutical utensils, he had already made them up by trading with Carl Sius.

After using water-based magic to clean all kinds of magic herbs and pharmaceutical utensils, he reviled his spirits and made first-order spiritual potions without hurrying.

The magic potions of the Origin Star are divided into nine orders in total, with the lowest level of the first order and the highest of the ninth order.

In a few moments, pungent smoke came out of the blue potion inside the container.

"How normal is failure? How can you succeed the first time? ”

"Magic potions are still new to me, come back!"

"Didn't you fail three times? What's the big deal? ”

After failing more than twenty times in a row, Jiang Feng successfully produced a spiritual potion.

"The color looks so beautiful, try the texture and effect."

Picking up the glass bottle containing the spirit elixir, Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and drank it.

"It's not very hard to drink, the mental power is increased a little, maybe the level of the potion is too low."

Relying on the abundance of magic medicinal materials, Jiang Feng tirelessly made first-order spiritual medicines.

A number of finished spiritual elixirs were drunk by him one after another.

"With a 100 percent success rate, it's time to make a second-order spirit potion."

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Feng took out a bunch of second-order magic medicinal materials and tinkered with an expectant expression.

After failing more than a dozen times in a row, he managed to produce a second-order spirit potion.

"Yes, the success rate is nearly three percent."

"Does practice make perfect?"

"The success rate is 80%."

In less than three days, Jiang Feng could easily make a third-order spirit elixir.

"The spiritual power has increased by fifty percent, but it's a pity that there are no fourth-order magic medicinal materials."

Jiang Feng, who was still unsatisfied, had to give up making fourth-order magic potions because he had no raw materials.

"Refining the elixir of the Dragon God Star, maybe there will be any unexpected benefits?"

Taking out the Dan furnace and medicinal materials obtained from Li Qiang, Jiang Feng recalled various alchemy techniques several times.

Taking out the corresponding medicinal materials and heating them with fire-based magic, he began to refine the Body Forging Pill.

"It's pasty, the fire is too big, come again!"

"Time is too short, go on!"

"I've failed again......"

After tossing for two days, Jiang Feng refined a furnace of forging body pills.

After alchemy was introduced, he tirelessly refined all kinds of low-grade pills.

The elixir level of the Dragon God Star is divided into nine grades in total, with the first grade being the lowest and the ninth grade being the highest.

With the loss of time, Jiang Feng's success rate in refining low-grade pills continued to increase.

"One to five grades of pills, the success rate is 100 percent, six to nine grades of pills, there is no corresponding medicinal material ......"

Leaving some pills for later, Jiang Feng ate one pill after another like eating jelly beans.

"It smells good, it doesn't taste sweet, do you want to add some sugar?"

"The smell of medicine is too strong, why don't you put some food additives?"

"Melt in your mouth, no competition at all......"

After feeling the medicinal properties of various pills, Jiang Feng took a hot bath, changed into clothes, and then walked out of the room, looking at the white clouds rolling in the sky, he felt a little relaxed.

"Find out where there are level 10 beasts, and then go catch a few and come back."

Just as he was about to use the space watch to find the traces of the tenth-level beast, Jiang Feng couldn't help but be stunned.

"Damn, there's no signal."