Chapter 40: The Flying Tiger

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One day, two days, three days, He Feiyu seemed to have been intoxicated by this mechanical alchemy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After countless failures and countless attempts, He Feiyu just wanted to burst into foul language, where is this Blood Healing Pill simple and easy, and in the end, he doubted whether he was the body of the five elements and whether he met the conditions of an alchemist. However, in the end, I still practiced one.

Looking at the red pill in his hand with mixed feelings, he was very emotional. I should be an alchemist. The flames that he induced were a little different from the fire of alchemy, his own flames were too fierce, and the temperature was too high. Moreover, there is no wood energy in the fire, which is not suitable for refining medicine at all. Later, He Feiyu tried to inject a little true qi into the fire, so that he could barely use it to refine medicine.

After trying thousands of times and refining in every way, his means of controlling fire were greatly improved, and he waved his hand to summon a flame, which was first light red, then orange, then blue, and finally contracted violently. Becomes a white ball of light the size of a projectile. Flicked at the rock wall, and the ball of light melted directly into a small hole about one meter deep in the rock wall before disappearing. With such destructive power, presumably a Yuan Martial artist will have to suffer a lot of losses if he is not on guard.

He Feiyu looked at the small hole, the energy consumed by this move was too great, he could only use it once when he was in his heyday, and then use it until the body's fire energy slowly recovered, and he also found that the fire energy was recovered by true qi. Feel like a second storage place for your **. But it can only be fire energy.

Sitting with his eyes closed, breathing the true qi in the sea of qi, slowly pulling it into the limbs and bones, the cells in his body are like hungry and thirsty children, devouring the pure true qi, and then transforming it into fire energy. Due to the effect of the Rebellion Pill, He Feiyu also felt that he was about to break through.

Suddenly, there was a tremor in the sea of qi, a faint halo was emitted, and a bell-like sound sounded, and the corners of He Feiyu's mouth turned up slightly. Well, sure enough, this is a breakthrough.

After a violent storm of energy, He Feiyu stood up, the seventh layer of the Qi Martial Artist. clenched his fists, there was still a little short, and he would be able to reach Lingwu. At that time, he can go to Jinhe City, although Jinli Kanger is a martial artist, but he believes that he still has the strength to fight with these means. Think of everyone in the Taal tribe, one by one, who died, leaving only himself.

Moondona! Muto。。。。。。。。

His face was cold, his body was tense, and the scene was like a nightmare.

Revenge!

With a long exhale, his body relaxed, took out the medicine pod, and put in the medicinal herbs. Now that you have practiced the Blood Healing Pill, let's take advantage of this feeling to familiarize yourself with it.

In the following days, He Feiyu repeated the refining of the medicine, the difference was that he had been failing constantly, but at this time, the probability of success was getting higher and higher, and he had practiced more than a thousand Blood Healing Pills before he stopped. It's not that he doesn't practice anymore, but the medicinal materials for practicing this blood healing pill are gone.

He Feiyu looked at the bottles of Healing Blood Pill in the ring, and the success rate of practicing this medicine by himself had almost reached 100%.

He looked around, then walked under Yao Lao's tombstone and bowed three times. Master, the apprentice is going out.

After tidying up a little, He Feiyu came to the place where he fell, fortunately, this rock wall is not smooth, and there are many places where he can use his strength to settle down, and his body is vertical. Borrowing power back and forth on the rock wall, extremely agile, the cornices written in the novel should be like this.

"Whew!" sighed and breathed down. If you are on Earth, you will probably be shocked by many people.

The ancient trees are towering and shady with leaves. In the end, it still came out, thinking about the benefits he got, most of the credit is due to the flying tiger. Don't thank it, though.

Well, isn't this the second-level medicinal material Xuanhuang ginseng? Hey, the third-level medicinal material goblin gall? Rely on! The fourth-level medicinal material Huoyinghua is still a piece, this color, I'm afraid it has been a thousand years.

When I first came to the deep forest, I felt that the air was fresh and the energy was rich. But now the worldview in front of He Feiyu has completely changed, this strange wood deep forest is simply a treasure house of heaven and earth, a paradise for alchemists, and medicinal materials can be seen everywhere here.

With a grin, he took out his medicine shovel and threw himself at the herbs.

In the following days, He Feiyu spent the days digging and fighting, and the medicinal materials received during these days were countless, most of them were herbs below the fourth level, and once he almost paid the price of his life in order to obtain a martial art Tianxuan Golden Fruit. It seems that although this world is a treasure trove, it also coexists with danger, but fortunately, He Feiyu is lucky, and he has turned danger into disaster again and again.

At this time, He Feiyu gasped, for the sake of a water moon fruit that had just taken shape, he recruited the fourth-level demonic beast Huayue Wolf to chase and kill, and almost died in Huangquan several times, but fortunately, his life-saving skills were good. Finally, he shook off the wolf and came to a waterfall. However, the large and small scars on the body are quite serious, but fortunately they are not fatal.

"Damn, isn't it just a fruit? Isn't it such a desperate pursuit?" He Feiyu said as he looked at the cherry-sized, almost transparent fruit in his hand, his mouth hooked up a mysterious arc, and the fruit entered his belly as soon as he opened his mouth.

An extremely cool sensation spread from his abdomen to all parts of his body, lifting his spirits. Although the water moon fruit is only a fourth-level medicinal material, its effect is comparable to that of a fifth-level medicinal material. It has the effect of purifying the mind and stabilizing the mind, you must know that what cultivators are most afraid of is going mad, and the water moon fruit can stabilize the mind for a long time, so that the cultivator is not afraid of losing his mind, although it has not had a great effect after taking it just now, but in the long run, its effect is no worse than that of a fifth-level medicinal material, and this fruit has only been ripe to rot for two hours, it can be said that He Feiyu has hit a lot of luck this time, you must know that this kind of medicinal material is not common even if it is the entire Xuanyue Star.

Where is this? He Feiyu looked around. Thousand-foot silver curtain, fog like snow, like thousands of horses galloping, and like a battlefield fight, its formation is extremely pressing, think about what Li Bai said about flying down three thousand feet without such momentum.

The water of the waterfall poured down like heaven, and when I looked up, I didn't know what height the place where the water had fallen. Could it be that it really came down from heaven?

It's a wonderful world. Although He Feiyu wanted to go back all the time, this scenery really shocked him.

Suddenly, an inexplicable beast roar came into his ears, and He Feiyu jumped into the grass and trees like a frightened bird, carefully observing the surroundings.

The sound of the beast's roar was very weak, as if it was extremely seriously injured, and it was struggling for the last moments of his life, He Feiyu thought about it and touched the sound of the beast's roar.

About 500 meters out of the waterfall, clear the haystack. An extremely spacious open space comes into view. At this time, He Feiyu's eyes shrank sharply, and his body was almost about to jump up, sweeping in the opposite direction.

"How could it be" "It's really a narrow road, isn't that huge body with black lines and white hair the Flying Winged Tiger who almost killed him?" He Feiyu tried his best to calm his breath and carefully observed the terrifying demonic beast in front of him.

At this time, this flying winged tiger has lost the divine steed that it first encountered. It had a deep wound on its abdomen, and blood was pouring out, leaving it lying in a pool of blood. It looks like he's dying.

"Eh, the creation of heaven and earth, this flying winged tiger has evolved to such a state, and it is also a natural spiritual creature. That's it。。。。。 He Feiyu sighed and was about to leave, but for some reason he stopped and looked at the flying winged tiger, and finally gritted his teeth. Pushing aside the grass and walking towards the beast.

The Flying Winged Tiger's body shook, and its head struggled to rise, never expecting that there would be other creatures approaching at this time. You know, though, it's not the strongest existence in this forest. But its strength is not something that ordinary Warcraft dares to provoke. When he saw He Feiyu in front of him, there was a trace of disbelief in his tiger eyes, obviously he still knew the man in front of him.

"Roar!" The Winged Tiger struggled to get up, but the injury was too serious, and after several attempts, he could only raise his head in the end, but the momentum of the King of Beasts did not decrease at all.

"Brother Tiger, I can't imagine that you still have such momentum like this!" He Feiyu sighed for a while, what people want to do in this life is to be themselves, but there are many things in the world that force them to live with layers of masks, and in the end, they don't know that it is a mask, and that is their own face. How can we live like this? Compared with this winged tiger, although it is on the verge of death, it is being itself every minute.

In this life, do people live or die, or live like death, like the walking dead.

The thoughts in his heart continued to look far away, which made He Feiyu very distracted, and finally tried to pull back his thoughts and looked at Yihu fixedly. But the eyes are very pure.

"Brother Tiger, we've known each other for a long time. He Feiyu said lightly, and while approaching Yihu, he took out a bottle of medicine from the ring and poured the pill in his hand.

"Roar!" the Winged Tiger grinned, but it seemed to pull the wound on its body, and the divine light in the tiger's eyes also dimmed slightly, as if it would use a little more strength to make it leave this world a little earlier.

"Brother Tiger, I have achieved such an achievement today, most of it is also your credit, it can be regarded as a junior brother to repay your kindness!" He Feiyu didn't know if this level of pill healing pill was useful, but this was his only way after all.

"Roar!" Yihu looked down at the thousands of pills in He Feiyu's hand, and roared lowly, seemingly extremely hesitant, staring at He Feiyu's eyes for a while, and finally seemed to have made a great decision, swallowing those pills in one gulp.

One moment, two moments, one hour, two hours. Maybe the pill really has some curative effect, or maybe the vitality of the Winged Tiger is tenacious, and in the end, the abdomen has finally stopped bleeding, and the Winged Tiger has fallen asleep deeply, although the breath is extremely weak, but He Feiyu can feel that the Winged Tiger is slowly recovering.

With a slight smile, He Feiyu put his mind at ease, sat aside, closed his eyes, and cultivated. In the sphere of influence of the Flying Winged Tiger, I believe that no demonic beast dares to come and attack, which makes him feel at ease.

In this way, a man and a beast await in this wonderful world.

What is tomorrow? What awaits it? Is it death? or rebirth?

A trace of inexplicable light reflected a curtain of light on the waterfall. A chill emanated from it. Poured on the two creatures, stirring up bursts of watery ice flowers.

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