Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Spirit Tomb Jade Pillar

When they came to the Four Professions Guild again, the two middle-aged people who were in charge of guarding the registration were still the two middle-aged people, and compared to the other residents of Blue Maple City, these two people obviously didn't go to see the match, so when they saw Chen Feng again, they only said hello familiarly.

I came to the small courtyard where Jiang Shu was located, the small courtyard was still very dilapidated, and the aisle was covered by falling leaves, and no one took care of it. The door to the cabin was closed, and the inside was still not visible from the outside.

"I don't know if it's there?"

Chen Feng wondered in his heart, and walked inside, while secretly raising his vigilance, this Jiang Shu had a strange personality, maybe he had some spirit array to greet him, he had to be on guard.

Squeak.

The door was unlocked, Chen Feng pushed the door open, and immediately a strong smell of wine came to his face, as if he had walked into a warehouse where wine was placed.

By the rays of the sun, I looked closely, and saw Jiang Shu, dressed in a gray robe, lying drunk on the bed, surrounded by all kinds of porcelain jars containing wine.

"Who?" Sensing that someone was coming in, Jiang Shu called out in a daze.

"Senior Jiang Shu, it's me, I'm Chen Feng, do you remember?" Chen Feng frowned slightly, but still said respectfully.

Chen Feng ...... Chen Feng ......" Jiang Shu knocked on his head and thought carefully for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and he immediately sat up, looked at the person with a large and small eye, and smiled happily: "Haha, it's you kid." Kindness...... Why did you get it back so quickly, is it that I gave you the "Gathering Spirit Tomb" that you can't understand thoroughly? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as you still have money, the old man can still continue to give you hints. ”

"I don't have any money, and you ruined my family last time. Chen Feng rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that this old guy is worried about money.

"If you don't have money, if you don't have money, then go to enlightenment yourself. You know, in this world, money is the best thing to do, and if you don't have money, you can't get anything done. Jiang Shu muttered to himself.

"This sentence, what you said is not wrong at all, but ......" Chen Feng agreed, walked in front of Jiang Shu, took out a different fire pill from the swallowing ring, shook it in front of the former's eyes, and said with a smile: "My luck is better, according to our previous agreement, I have successfully condensed a first-level spirit pill." "It's only been less than a month, who are you kidding?"

Jiang Shu obviously hadn't woken up from his drunkenness, thinking that Chen Feng had casually found a pill to deceive him, so he immediately grabbed the Alien Fire Pill and threw it out of the door.

Thundered~

On the bluestone floor tiles full of fallen leaves at the gate, a gorgeous flame was ignited in an instant, and with an explosion in the ears, the charred black leaves flew in all directions, and together with the bluestone floor tiles, they were blown out of a pit that was a foot wide.

Obviously, this is not a pill, but a real spirit pill.

Jiang Shu's heart was shocked when he saw this scene, he was a three-turn spirit pill master, he had been in the cultivation field of spiritual power for many years, and the tongue of fire spewed out by the explosion was obviously different from ordinary flames.

It was the alchemist's alien fire, there was no doubt about it, and being able to condense the alien fire in a small bead was a stunt that only the spirit pill master had the ability to.

"This ...... This is what you condensed with the Swallowing Pill Technique?" A few drops of sweat overflowed from Jiang Shu's forehead, not frightened, but too excited, causing the alcohol in his body to begin to volatilize.

"Of course. ”

Chen Feng smiled confidently, this is what he wanted. In the face of Jiang Shu, it is obviously not possible to not give him a little shock.

"So, you've successfully used your spiritual power to create a spirit mound?" Jiang Shu asked with a little eagerness.

"Of course. Chen Feng still replied with two words, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse.

In such a short period of time, he was able to condense the Spirit Tomb with his own strength, and he was familiar with the Swallowing Pill Swallowing Technique, and this little guy in front of him was enough to be called a genius. However, even so, it was not enough to make Jiang Shu face it. Thinking back to the time when he condensed the spirit mound, and compared it, the former was not a few days faster than him.

"Oh, by the way, since you have condensed the Spirit Tomb, then you naturally have the Spirit Tomb Heavenly Pillar, count how many Spirit Tomb Heavenly Pillars there are, and then tell me. Jiang Shu thought of a key question.

"I really haven't counted this yet, you wait. ”

Chen Feng said, closed his eyes and concentrated, his soul was connected with the spiritual power in the spirit mound, and he began to count the spirit mound heavenly pillars.

This kind of counting is not as time-consuming as counting apples one by one, the soul and the Spirit Tomb Heavenly Pillar are all sensitive, it can be said that every Heavenly Pillar is in Chen Feng's mind, as long as all the Heavenly Pillars are perceived, the final number can be sorted out quickly.

After waiting for a cup of tea, Jiang Shu couldn't help but ask, "Is it taking so long?" How many roots, seven or eight hundred?"

Chen Feng didn't say anything, his eyes were still closed, but he shook his head gently.

"There aren't even seven or eight hundred, could it be dozens? That's too little, and besides, dozens of them can't be perceived for such a long time, so there must be more. Jiang Shu wondered, and immediately asked, "Is there as many as thousands?"

This time, Chen Feng didn't respond, and while the former was speaking, he had already counted exactly the number of Spirit Tomb Heavenly Pillars in his Spirit Tomb.

"How much?" Jiang Shu yelled impatiently.

"73,000 !!"

In an instant, the entire room echoed with Chen Feng's words, which were not real echoes, but stirring around the ears that constantly shook the soul.

Jiang Shu is stupid, this time he is completely stupid, this number, for him, simply subverts the perception of the spirit pill master for decades.

Seventy-three thousand.

Maybe Chen Feng didn't know what this number represented, but judging from Jiang Shuru's expression when he was struck by lightning, it seemed that this number was a lot.

"You...... You're not lying to me, are you?" After a long time, Jiang Shu finally spoke again.

"Of course...... Not anymore. Chen Feng deliberately dragged his tail, the last time he was deceived by Jiang Shu into taking so many spirit pills, this time seeing that there was a chance, Chen Feng naturally wanted to play the latter.

After getting the confirmation, Jiang Shu's body began to tremble, excited, too excited, he never expected that a little ghost who came to the door in a daze would have such a powerful spirit pill master talent, this was simply a living treasure falling from the sky and falling into his pocket.

"How big is your burial mound space?"

"I can't calculate this, I can't find the edge anyway. ”

", you wait for me!"

Jiang Shu unexpectedly burst into a foul language, jumped onto the bed as he spoke, rummaged through a box at the head of the bed, and soon found a set of gorgeous and clean white robes.

"This old guy, do you want to change your clothes?" Chen Feng stood in place, muttering to himself for some unknown reason.