Lin Feng looked at the white feather arrow on the ground, and then at Lin Zhan a hundred steps away, and sneered. A bead of sweat, sticking to his brow, crumbling.

His actions frightened Lin Zhan, but Lin Zhan didn't know that Lin Feng was already at the end of his crossbow at this time.

Dealing with the gray-haired wolf king just now, he used almost all his strength in order to kill with one blow. Now don't say that Lin Zhan is a seventh-order martial artist realm, even if he is a fifth-order, he can easily defeat Lin Feng.

And the reason why Lin Feng was able to easily avoid that arrow was because of his divine sense.

The divine sense calculated the trajectory of the arrow, and the error was only an inch. At the same time, it also helped Lin Feng find the weakest place in the strength of the arrow, so he could take advantage of it to shoot down the white feather arrow.

Now Lin Zhan didn't dare to move forward, Lin Feng was in a cold sweat, and said secretly: "This kind of opportunism will not last long, I must quickly improve my strength." ”

This world is like this, tigers and wolves are everywhere, if you can't become a tiger wolf, you can only be human flesh. And Lin Feng can't accept the fate of being fished!

Lin Zhan struggled for a long time, and finally decided not to take risks.

He snorted coldly: "Hmph! Count you ruthless, wait for my eldest brother to come back to participate in the family coming-of-age ceremony, and you will look good when the time comes! Wait, it's only two months! ”

With that, he turned and strode away.

Lin Feng had been holding on, and only when he saw Lin Zhan's figure disappear did he dare to breathe a sigh of relief. At the moment, he did not slack off, and immediately split the wolf's throat and took out the beast treasure. Carefully, he dug out the four-leaf gladiolus under the stone and went back to Thunder City.

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In the dead of night, Lin Feng ended a full day of cultivation and locked himself in his room.

On the table was a mature four-leaf gladiolus, as well as a blood-stained, gray-tinged beast treasure. Although the basic material is lacking, the purple flame winter flower, but the appearance of the beast treasure makes up for this shortcoming.

Beast treasure is a panacea, and within a certain range, it can replace almost any material. Of course, this is only in terms of low-level elixirs. It's a pity that beast treasures are hard to find.

Having been away from the soil and flesh for so long, both seemed less vibrant than they had been hours ago.

"It's a pity that if it's in contact with the air for too long, the medicinal properties have weakened by at least one percent. If I had the Xuanyu Snow Bottle now, this wouldn't have happened. Lin Feng sighed secretly.

The Xuanyu Snow Bottle is the best container for preserving the treasures of heaven and earth, especially elixirs. The elixir is preserved in it for thousands of years without diminishing a single point.

It's a pity that it's something that only exists in the Nine Heavens God Realm, and this place is just a low-level plane. However, Lin Feng was already thinking about whether he wanted to find some high-quality jade materials to make a container.

Putting away his chaotic thoughts, Lin Feng decided to start refining the Nine Xuandan. There are also alchemists in the Silver Moon Continent, but the alchemists here can only use spiritual power to urge the Dan furnace, while in the Divine Realm, divine consciousness is another power that can be used for alchemy.

It's just that refining the pill consumes a huge amount of divine consciousness, and Lin Feng calculates that with his current strength and divine sense strength, he can only refine low-grade pills at most, and the quantity is not much, and the consumables are also large.

With the materials he had now, he could refine about three Nine Xuan Pills, and the success rate was still around thirty percent.

This kind of probability, Lin Feng would never have done it before, but now that the situation is pressing, he has to do it.

He silently operated the divine consciousness in his body, carrying the divine consciousness with spiritual power, forming a cyclone on the palm of his hand. When the cyclone stabilized, he crushed the four-leaf gladiolus with his other hand and threw it into the cyclone.

In the inner world, the divine consciousness is the carrier of the aura, while the external body, the spiritual power is the carrier of the divine consciousness. The three complement each other and are indispensable to Lin Feng.

The cyclone is invisible, and the addition of the four-leaf gladiolus concretizes it. The swirling green was gradually dissolving, and when the green faded to the extreme, Lin Feng quickly crushed the beast treasure and threw it into it.

The cyclone was spinning, the speed was getting faster and faster, and he was getting harder and harder. A lot of sweat came out of his forehead, and the clothes on his back were already wet.

Gradually, colorless turns grayish-green. Eventually, there was a muffled bang, his divine sense disappeared, and three pills the size of peanuts flew out of Lin Feng's palm.

He reached out and grabbed it in the air, grabbed it in his palm, and looked at it.

"Hey!" He sighed slightly.

It's a pity that two of the three pills are waste. The cracked skin is dull and has a fishy smell.

The only remaining finished product is only the lowest quality. Of course, this is only from Lin Feng's point of view.

In fact, an elixir with such attributes as the Nine Xuandans can be described as a strange commodity in the Silver Moon Continent. The cultivation of martial artists, such as Lin Canghai, will inevitably damage the body, and the damage to the heart is huge. At this time, some pills such as heart protection pills are necessary.

Unfortunately, the Heart Protector Pill is very troublesome to refine, and it is said that twenty-seven materials are needed, and each of them is worth a lot of money. Therefore, this elixir is expensive and hard to find.

And the Nine Xuan Pill, which is unique to the Nine Heavens God Realm, although it is the lowest level of the pill in the God Realm, it is worth twice as much when it is placed here.

Lin Feng is a disciple of the Medicine God Temple, and he has always been very demanding, so it is inevitable that he will be disappointed at this time.

"Although the quality of this pill is not good, but when it comes to emergencies, I can't care so much, let's save my grandfather's life first." Lin Feng said secretly.

Carefully put away the Nine Xuan Pill, and then crushed and threw away the waste pill, Lin Feng lay on the bed and began to meditate and rest.

He was very tired all day today, and the continuous fighting had exhausted his physical strength, and refining the pill had exhausted his divine sense, and he urgently needed to rest and recover.

He soon fell asleep, and the meditation habit he had developed while cultivating in the Divine Realm kept his body active even when he was sleeping.

Every pore exploded, greedily absorbing the thin and pitiful aura of heaven and earth.

In the Mud Pill Palace, the thin divine consciousness gradually became rich, and the aura absorbed into the body became clear and pure through the washing and refining of the divine consciousness, and then entered the dantian to generate spiritual power.

Throughout the process, his flesh and blood fascia bones have been strengthened and tempered again and again.

Sleep, for him, is both rest and growth.

Gradually, Lin Feng's strength realm was like a water tank that was constantly filled with water, and it was about to overflow.

At this moment, a tiger roaring dragon groan came from the depths of his body, and the phantom flickered, and the full realm instantly shrank by a small half. He was still one step away from the sixth order, and he still hadn't taken a single step.

The sky was bright, Lin Feng opened his eyes, and only felt that his whole body was indescribably comfortable. Lying on the bed, he couldn't help but shake his arms, the power surging from his shoulders to his fingers, and the whole arm snapped.

Feeling the huge power, Lin Feng was quite high-spirited. He jumped lightly with a carp, and his mind was already planning for the whole day.

Thinking of the encounter with Lin Zhan at the foot of the mountain yesterday, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little afraid. Although with the help of divine sense, he has advantages in many aspects, but strength is the most important thing.

"It's better to go to the Treasure Pavilion to find a weapon to take advantage of, and by the way, send the pill to grandpa." Lin Feng decided so.