After a few days, Han Feng came to Baicao Hall early in the morning.

He had come to the old medicine idiot to get some medicinal materials, this time to save people, he had to be fully prepared, any mistake could lead to danger, all Han Feng could do was to minimize these dangers.

Therefore, he wanted to refine some pills for himself to defend himself.

When he came to Baicao Hall, the old medicine idiot was not there at this time, so Han Feng walked into the small room where the materials were placed alone. In this is all the alchemy materials of the Xuantian Sect.

Han Feng searched carefully and took the materials he needed one by one.

In fact, what he got was just some relatively ordinary materials, which were a drop in the bucket for Xuantian Sect. So he wasn't worried that anyone would stop him.

And just as he was gathering his materials and preparing to leave, he couldn't help but glance at a small shelf in the corner of the room.

Suddenly, Han Feng's left foot, which was already about to step out of the door, was retracted.

Walking towards the small shelf, Han Feng found that it was actually a purple carrot grass on it. It looks like it's obviously being carefully collected by the old medicine idiot.

Picked up this purple carrot grass casually, if the old medicine idiot was present at this time, I was afraid that Han Feng would be arrested and scolded.

He spent a lot of effort to buy this purple carrot from an acquaintance, for which he paid almost half of his net worth. Therefore, for this purple carol, the old medicine idiot has always been careful and will not take it directly with his hands at all, for fear of affecting the medicinal surname of this purple carol.

However, in Han Feng's eyes, this purple carrot grass was equivalent to these ordinary medicinal materials in his hands. After all, the method of cultivating this purple carrot grass in later generations was already well known, and Han Feng, a master of alchemy, was even more handy at this.

After thinking about it, Han Feng took this purple carrot grass with him.

Of course, he wasn't trying to take it home. Instead, he came to the courtyard of the Hundred Herb Hall, a vacant lot where some alchemy materials were usually planted.

After recalling it a little, he used the method of his previous life to plant the purple carviol, which this old medicine regarded as a treasure, in the soil in front of him, and next to it was a very ordinary orchid grass.

Looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, the corners of Han Feng's mouth couldn't help but show a smile. I believe that when the old medicine idiot comes back and sees it, he will be surprised.

Han Feng was thinking about it when there was a sudden sound of slight footsteps behind him, and when he turned around, it turned out to be the old medicine idiot who had returned.

Today, the old medicine idiot was approached by Xuanjizi to ask about the new prescriptions he had just gotten, and he didn't come back until this moment. For those three prescriptions, an old medicine idiot has many years of experience in refining medicine, and at a glance he knows that it is not an ordinary thing, and after these days of careful study, he admires in his heart that the alchemist who has studied these three kinds of pills can come up with such a subtle formula, what a genius!

Seeing Han Feng appear, the happy old medicine idiot showed a smile on his face for the first time and said hello to Han Feng.

However, when his gaze shifted from Han Feng to the open space on the side, his face suddenly changed drastically, originally because of the joy of getting three precious prescriptions. Suddenly it came to naught, replaced by a heart full of distress and uncontrollable anger.

But it turned out that it was the old medicine idiot who finally found the purple carviola on the ground that was planted by Han Feng.

"You...... You...... You ......" pointed at Han Feng, and the old medicine idiot blushed, so angry that he couldn't speak.

However, then he thought of something, and hurriedly squatted down and came to the clearing, staring at the violet grass with both eyes, and was about to reach out and dig it out to see if it was still damaged.

However, when his hand was halfway out, it suddenly stopped.

The look of anger on his face slowly faded, and gradually turned to amazement and ecstasy, alternating between the two.

Han Feng looked at the old medicine idiot in front of him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was not surprised that the old medicine idiot had such a reaction. After all, this purple carrot grass is still very rare at this stage of this life, and once the method of cultivation can be discovered, what it means, as long as everyone knows, let alone an alchemist who has been dealing with these medicinal materials for a long time.

Sure enough, after a period of shock, the old medicine idiot didn't care about reprimanding Han Feng for his nonsense, but stretched out his somewhat wrinkled hands, grabbed Han Feng's arm tightly, and said with a trembling voice: "Quick, tell me, how did you do it?"

Looking at the expectant eyes of the old medicine idiot, Han Feng pretended to be innocent and puzzled, and then explained that he was just in the room, and found this grass very strange, so he took it out and planted it casually, and somehow, he planted it alive.

Under the constant questioning of the old medicine idiot, Han Feng pretended to think about it and carefully explained the planting process.

After listening to this, the old medicine idiot's face suddenly lit up, and he muttered to himself: "It's like this, so it's amazing." ”

After coming back to his senses, the old medicine idiot even praised Han Feng repeatedly, almost praising Han Feng to the sky.

After returning from the old medicine idiot, Han Feng remembered that the old medicine idiot, who had always been cold, would say such a compliment to him, and there was a slight smile on his face. In his mind, the old medicine idiot must be too excited to lose his temper like this.

Back in the room, Han Feng looked at the pile of materials in front of him and took a deep breath. He knew that in the next few days, he would devote his time to refining all kinds of pills.

Three days later, the last improved version of the Huanyang Pill was removed from the Red Lotus Ding. Han Feng often let out a sigh, and in three days, in addition to cultivating, Han Feng spent the rest of his time refining these pills.

Although what Han Feng was refining was only some intermediate-grade pills, with Han Feng's proficiency in refining pills, there was basically no difficulty, but such a long time of investment was also very consuming in the body.

Han Feng knew that the reason for such a situation to happen was ultimately because his own cultivation was too weak.

Even when he only had the strength of the earth rank in his previous life, in order to refine a Tian Yuan Pill for himself, he used to sleep for seven days and seven nights, and when he finally succeeded in refining, he was only a little tired.

Thinking of this, Han Feng's thirst for power became even stronger.

So, Han Feng took out the small jade bottle from his arms, and with a flick of it, a dark green Gathering Spirit Pill landed in the palm of his hand.

Looking at the small Gathering Spirit Pill in his palm, Han Feng smiled slightly, and did not hesitate to take it into his mouth.

In fact, although an elixir like the Gathering Spirit Pill can accelerate the speed of Dou Qi cultivation, because the medicine is relatively strong, when it is taken again, it will take at least three days later. In this way, all the medicinal surnames that remained in the body before can be absorbed.

But Han Feng is not, these days he will take a Gathering Spirit Pill every day. This is because Han Feng knows the surname of this elixir very well and his own body, and every time he takes the Gathering Spirit Pill, he can completely transform and absorb it without wasting a single bit. Therefore, the three-day limit is nothing to him at all.

When the medicinal effect of the Gathering Spirit Pill began to enter his body, Han Feng used his fighting qi and began to attack the second grade of the human rank.

Compared to the impact from the basic ninth grade to the first rank of the human level, the breakthrough at this time was not difficult for Han Feng at all.

By the time he had absorbed all the pills, a powerful innate fighting qi filled every meridian in his body. Han Feng controlled these fighting qi and ran for a few weeks.

The fighting qi that was originally scattered around his body was little by little gathered by Han Feng in various veins.

Little by little, it slowly grows.

After a few pillars of incense, Han Feng felt that the fighting energy in his body had become more and more. The fighting spirit, which was originally only one finger thick, became stronger and stronger, until finally the meridians were full.

Feeling the swelling fighting qi in his body, Han Feng's heart moved, knowing that it was almost there.

Immediately, Han Feng drove these fighting spirits and launched an attack towards the second rank of the human rank.

"Bang!"

A soft muffled sound sounded in Han Feng's body.

With this muffled sound, the meridians in Han Feng's body burst into tearing pain. However, the pain didn't last long, and the swollen fighting qi in Han Feng's body calmed down again.

It's just that at this time, the fighting spirit brought Han Feng a really different feeling.

And this familiar feeling made Han Feng understand in his heart that he had successfully entered the second rank of the human rank.

After entering the second rank of the human rank, Han Feng's heart was always very calm, and he was happy because of the success of the advancement. In Han Feng's opinion, all of this is justified.

The cultivation continued until dawn, and Han Feng stopped. Feeling the growing fighting spirit in his body, Han Feng let out a long breath.

It's still too slow, compared to the Heavenly Rank in his previous life, this kind of "small" power is really uncomfortable! Han Feng thought with some nostalgia in his heart.

However, he also knew that cultivation could only be done gradually, and if he was too hasty, it would curb his own growth, and it was just a feeling from him just now.

For the next two days, Han Feng was still supervised by Lin Yue every day to cultivate. In order to make Lin Yue happy, just a few days ago, Han Feng pretended to be his fighting spirit and advanced to the "Basic Fourth Grade", this news made Lin Yue happy for a while. For this reason, on the second day after Lin Yue learned the news, she brought Han Feng a bottle full of Gathering Spirit Pills, which made Han Feng feel ashamed in his heart.

And in the past two days, Han Feng also secretly observed when he was fighting Lin Yue, and found that the injuries in Lin Yue's body had been completely healed, and the fighting spirit was obviously much stronger than before. Thinking about this, this should be the result of Lin Yue's cultivation of the bodhicitta shadow.

Previously, he wanted to go down the mountain to save people, and what he was most worried about was Lin Yue's secret injury, but at this time, seeing that she had healed, the last burden in his heart disappeared.

After thinking about it carefully, Han Feng still had two last things to do, as long as these two things were done, he decided to go down the mountain immediately and set off to save people, so as not to cause another accident halfway.

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