Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Bloodstone Tribal

After a day of traveling, the two finally found a cave at nightfall.

Xue Yi sat cross-legged on the ground, with a thick air of wind and dust on his white cheeks, after all, it had just broken through, and the consumption of Tengyun and Fog was a bit too big for him, and after entering the cave, he directly began to cultivate.

With nothing to do, Qin Feng took out the Qinglong Ding again, and this time, what he wanted to refine was still the Soul Nourishing Pill. The damage to the soul caused by the passage of life can be solved by flying away with one or two pills.

According to preliminary estimates, if you eat one Soul Nourishing Pill every three days, the piglets will eat it for at least a month! Moreover, the Soul Nourishing Pill has a mild medicinal effect, and it can still nourish the soul if there is an injury, and the more the better.

Classification and smelting, removing impurities, fusing and shaping, baking into Dan......

With the experience of the last time, this time it is obviously much more handy, it has been done in about half a stick of incense, and there is still a surplus of blood in the body, and he does not rest "The Great Grappling Technique", "Trick Step", "Wind and Thunder Three Styles", and "Ziyin King Kong Fist" have been practiced in turn, and the body is empty before starting to cultivate.

Tread, stride, step, step!

Just like last time, not long after Qin Feng sat down, the earth trembled again.

This time it was still a one-eyed snowman, but this time the snowman was obviously much taller than the last one, close to fifty meters tall, with giant golden eyes like lanterns, and that violent aura......

Since it is a fierce beast of the Martial King Realm!

Hundreds of meters away, the cyclops stopped, the black shadow flickered, and an old man in a black robe stepped into the air, landing and respectfully bowing to the snow.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, my venerable alchemist friend!"

"No, I'm not an alchemist!"

Smiling slightly, the old man pointed to the one-eyed snowman behind him, and said apologetically: "This one-eyed giant beast has a skill that can sense all soul fluctuations, if there is any misunderstanding three days ago, please understand!"

"I don't understand what you're saying. Xue Yi's face sank, and he said a little angrily.

"Dear alchemist friend, I have no intention of offending in Xia Manyi, I came here this time to refine a batch of pills for our clan, as long as it is acting on the soul, there is no limit to the type, as for the materials...... Optional. ”

"All the materials?"

Qin Feng looked at the old man in surprise, the materials are optional, this is a bit too much!

Smiling slightly, Manyi said with great certainty: "As long as it is called on the mainland, as long as it is not above the sixth grade, it should be fine." ”

"What kind of cultivation is this person?" asked softly, turning his head to Xue Yi's ear.

"I can't see through it, but ...... At least it's the Martial Emperor!" After a deep groan, Xue Yi said solemnly.

At least?Martial Emperor?

Xue Yi's words almost made Qin Feng spurt out a mouthful of blood, what is the concept of the Martial Emperor, it is a sweeping existence in the Great Qin Empire, since the old man is still at least!

"This old gentleman may be about to disappoint you, that alchemist is me, and I can only refine second-grade pills......"

In Qin Feng's opinion, the reason why Barbarian Yi was so polite must be because of Xue Yi's cultivation, and the Martial King was generally also an alchemist in the Grandmaster realm. And he is only an apprentice level, and he will not be as resolute at all.

"Second Grade Alchemist ......" Sure enough, hearing Qin Feng say this, Man Yi frowned slightly and said, "Can you show me the pill you refined before?"

"Of course you can!" Seeing that things were developing in a favorable direction, Qin Feng saw hope and hurriedly handed over the Soul Nourishing Pill in the Ring.

"The power of the grass and trees at nine-five! sniff...... You've refined a strange fire!" sniffed lightly in front of his nose, and a burst of scorching light suddenly erupted in Manyi's eyes.

"This ...... It's just luck. ”

Originally, with Qin Feng's technique, it was far from reaching the power of the grass and trees at nine point five, but the bonus of the Empty Flame to the pill was too great, and it was ...... His material is all millennium! Millennial is a qualitative change in itself.

"Okay, with the blessing of different fires, the second-grade alchemist can also do it!"

"Ahh

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment: "I still have important things to do now, why don't I wait for me to go back to the Great Qin Empire and come back to help you refine, how about it?" To be honest, there are endless herbs for him to practice, and Qin Feng can't ask for it.

But his family and friends thought he was dead, and he should go back and report the news!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Man Yi said with some surprise: "You...... You don't seem to know where this is, do you?"

"What do you mean?"

"The Lost Land, a place abandoned by the gods! Whoever enters this place will never be able to get out of this ice field unless it is the night of the Seven Stars. ”

"Seven Stars?"

Man Yi raised his hand and pointed to the sky and said, "Look at it, how many stars are there above your head?"

Although it was a little inexplicable, Qin Feng still replied very honestly: "Two!"

"The star above this head will increase by one every year, and when there are seven stars you can go out. ”

Qin Feng looked at Xue Yi suspiciously: "Is that the case?"

Xue nodded and said, "Although I don't know what the stars above my head are for, they will increase by one every year, until the stars become one after the seven stars are aligned, and so on for thousands of years." ”

"So...... I want to go back to the Great Qin Empire at least...... It will take five years?"

Qin Feng couldn't believe this fact at all, although five years could not reach the vicissitudes of life, there were indeed too many things that could launch you.

"No, you misunderstood what I meant, although this lost place is not a secret realm, but it is not the same sky as the mainland, when there are two stars in the sky, it is twice the speed of time in the outside world, three times as many as three stars, and seven stars are seven times. ”

That is to say...... I can get out in just a year and a half?"

Nodding slightly, Manyi invited again: "If you come, you will be safe, why don't you two distinguished guests come to our clan to sit?"

"What do you think of Yukiichi?"

Nodding slightly, Xue Yi said softly, "I listen to you." ”

As Manyi said, instead of wandering around, it is better to take this opportunity to hone yourself.

Tread, tread, tread, tread......

Sitting on the shoulders of the one-eyed beast, while feeling the heaviness and solidity, while looking at the retreating mountains and rivers, soon came to a hilly land.

I saw the old man's lips move slightly, as if he was chanting this incantation, and after finishing speaking, a thick fog suddenly rose above the vast hills in front of him, and he almost lost his eyes.

The next moment, the smoke cleared, and the three of them had appeared on a vast grassland.

The sky was rolling with a sea of clouds, and the flat ground was full of verdant greenery, and the wildflowers dotted the grassland, and daisies, lavenders, and many other unnamed flowers swayed in the wind.

Vaguely, Qin Feng seemed to remember the scene of his previous life, when he went to the Hulunbuir Grassland to carry out a mission, riding his horse and whipping and galloping across the grassland......

"That's where you're going to live for the next five years, isn't it?" Raising his hand and pointing to the endless grassland, he said with some pride.

"Idyllic and indeed a great place to stay. ”

"Go, I'll take you to our tribe. With a wave of his hand, the three of them continued to move forward, and soon came to a quaint stone village.

"Chief!"

At the gate of the stone village, two sturdy men in hardcover stood here, and when they saw the old man coming back, they hurriedly saluted respectfully.

"Warrior King ......"

An existence as powerful as Huo Lao, here, since he is just a gatekeeper.

"We're not as safe here as you think, there are many tribes besides the Bloodstone Clan, and countless wars break out every year for survival and resources. ”

As if he had seen through Qin Feng's thoughts, Man Yi hurriedly explained.

"Survival?"

Slightly stunned, Qin Feng looked at Manyi with some surprise, is such a strong tribe still worried about survival? .

"The Lost Land is a place abandoned by the gods, every seven years, that is, the night of the Seven Stars, a ladder will descend from the sky, through which you can leave the Lost Land, and those who have not left will usher in a catastrophe regardless of their cultivation, and they will die without life!"

"Then why don't you get out of here?"

Shaking his head, Manyi said helplessly: "Why don't we want to leave, but once the aborigines step on the ladder, they will explode and die." ”

"Once in seven years, how can there be so many of you?" looked around the entire tribe, yellow hair drooping, laughter everywhere, and there was no sign of the end times.

"Totem! The natives of our lost lands believe in totems, we give it faith, and it gives us protection when the catastrophe comes. He pointed to the tall altar in the distance, and his face was respectful.

While talking, the three of them came to a small courtyard, gently pushed open the door, and said with a little sadness:

"Originally, our Bloodstone Clan also had an alchemist grandmaster, who would come here whenever five stars appeared in the sky, and then leave on the night of the Seven Stars Alignment, which lasted for a hundred years. But for some reason, he hasn't been seen since thirty years ago. ”

"You ...... Why don't you train an alchemist?"

"The most exquisite thing in refining medicine is the strength of the soul, and the original inhabitants of our lost land have all dedicated their souls to the totem, and they will not be able to refine the elixir for the rest of their lives. ”

"Sacrificing souls?" Qin Feng was taken aback.

Smiled helplessly, a trace of pain flashed in Manyi's eyes: "Yes! We are all incomplete people. ”

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