Chapter 037 One pill can completely restore you

Just an ordinary alchemist?

What else is great?

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

Alchemists are a type of soul masters, not to mention in Feng City, they are highly respected people even within the Wan Yan Empire.

However, this young man actually spoke like this?

"Ah!"

At this time, Hua Jian sneered, and a burst of soul power was immediately released towards Ye Yan.

This soul power is not weak, but Ye Yan has no fear at all. The soul power in the soul pill is condensed and the thousand thread needles can explode at any time.

Bang!

Feng Wuyan immediately released a burst of spiritual power to directly cut off the soul power, and then said: "What? Hua Jian, are you going to take action at my Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Gate?"

After all, Huajian has a long-standing reputation in Fengcheng, and Ye Yan has suffered too much along the way.

At this moment, Feng Wuyan was worried about Ye Yan before taking action.

After he said these words, Hua Jian's expression condensed.

However, Zhao Shao smiled and said: "Master Huahun, don't worry, tomorrow is the last day anyway. By then..."

At this point, a killing intent filled the air.

Hua Jian also smiled: "Tomorrow, the Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Gate will completely disappear, and you, boy, tomorrow I will let you know how powerful the alchemist is!"

After the words fell, they turned around and left.

"The Wind Spirit Hunting Beast Sect is miserable!"

"Who is that kid? So reckless?"

"It seems that he is not from the Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Sect, but he will still die tomorrow!"

Many people murmured and then dispersed.

"Brother, who is he?" Feng Wuyin looked at Feng Wuyan and asked.

"Xiao Tian's son!" Feng Wuyan said.

"Xiao Tian? Ye Xiaotian? Is he his son? Hahaha, who dares to speak like this? A hero comes from a young age. The most proud thing about Hua Jian is to become an alchemist. Your opening made his pride disappear. ." Feng Wuyin smiled, but then his expression became condensed.

\u003e Without Huajian, who can make elixirs?

"Go and see your father!" Feng Wuyin said.

"good!"

Feng Wuyan nodded, and then headed towards the backyard of the Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Gate.

On the bed, Feng Ling no longer looked as good as before. He lay on the bed languidly, showing his old age.

"Father!" Feng Wuyan was filled with sadness after seeing it.

"It'll be good to come back. There's nothing I can't let go of with my old bones." Fengling smiled, but the smile looked a little bleak.

Seeing his father's expression, Feng Wuyan also sighed, but then said: "Father, my son encountered danger at the ancient battlefield in the Cangyun Mountains. It was Xiaotian's son who saved me."

What?

"Xiao Tian's son?"

"Ye Yan?"

At this time, Fengling regained some of his composure, and then looked at Ye Yan.

"Hahaha, it looks exactly like Ye Xiaotian's appearance back then. It's a pity that Xiaotian left too early, otherwise I would have to get up and have three drinks with him." Fengling said, only when he mentioned Ye Xiaotian did he He had some energy just now.

Ye Yan also looked at Fengling. With just one glance, Ye Yan knew that everything was as he had guessed.

He is indeed bloodless.

Moreover, the blood and energy are accumulated and the breath is so sluggish, I am afraid that I will not be able to survive tomorrow.

"But it's a pity. Now I have to leave. It's a pity that I didn't see through the Zhao family's wolf ambition. Tomorrow, my Fengling Beast Hunting Sect will no longer exist..." Fengling sighed.

Feng Wuyan, Feng Wuyin and others also sighed, and the atmosphere in the room became solemn for a while.

"The Wind Spirit Beast Hunting Gate will definitely exist!"

"Your injury will definitely get better!"

Ye Yan spoke at this time.

But Fengling smiled. This kind of comfort was useless to him. He was too aware of his injuries.

"Uncle Feng, is there an alchemy furnace inside the Fengling Beast Hunting Gate?"

Then Ye Yan said.

Um?

After saying this, everyone's expressions became condensed. ??

"Yan'er, you mean... blood refining elixir?" Feng Wuyan's heart twitched.

"The Blood Spirit Pill treats the symptoms but not the root cause. It is just a pill refined by an ordinary alchemist like Hua Jian. If you want to refine it, just refine the Blood Spirit Pill directly!"

"One pill can clear the blood!"

Ye Yan spoke.

Gudong!

Feng Wuyin also swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He had read some ancient books and even visited the imperial capital, and heard people talking about this matter. The Blood Spirit Pill could only restore some of Wind Spirit's vitality.

Only the legendary Blood Essence Pill can completely restore it.

But the Blood Essence Pill has long been lost!

Not many alchemists can even make the Blood Spirit Pill now!

Is Ye Yan like this today?

"Yan'er, let's get ready now. If you need anything else, tell us!" Feng Wuyan took a deep breath, he completely believed in Ye Yan.

Wow!

At this time, Ye Yan found pen and paper in the room and wrote down a lot of medicinal materials.

Among the prescriptions for the Blood Essence Pill, only the Blood Spirit Grass was the most precious. The other medicinal materials were not considered rare. Feng Wuyan took one look at them and went to prepare them himself.

"I need a room. No one is allowed to disturb me for three hours." Ye Yan said.

"I'll make arrangements!" Feng Wuyin said.

Everyone left for a moment, and at this time Fengling also looked at Ye Yan: "Little guy, don't lie to them, I know my situation."

This injury has been with him for many years, how could he recover with just one pill?

"Old man, as long as I'm here... you will definitely recover!" Ye Yan spoke with determination.

"Haha, good!" Fengling laughed, but she was not too optimistic.

Then the Feng family arranged everything, and Ye Yan entered a secret room.

"He was once in the Lingtai realm, and you were only a soul master in the pill-forming realm. If you want to cure his injuries, the elixir refined simply based on your current realm may not be effective." The woman in the sword said.

"My level is indeed too low, but it's not impossible." Ye Yan took out the fragment of the sacred artifact.

"Even if you take this holy artifact fragment, you won't be able to refine the elixir that can restore Lingtai realm practitioners. Even if you have ancient alchemy skills, you have to at least reach the Cave Spirit realm before you can have any hope." The woman in the sword said again. .

"That's not necessarily true!" Ye Yan concentrated.

This made the woman in the sword become more and more curious. In her eyes, Ye Yan could not do it at all, not to mention that Ye Yan had never actually refined the elixir.

The Ye family doesn’t have an alchemy furnace!

Ye Yan has always only practiced ancient alchemy techniques, and has never actually refined elixirs.

Therefore, this is even more impossible!

But seeing Ye Yan's expression, she stopped speaking.

In the Feng family, Feng Wuyin looked at Feng Wuyan and said, "Brother, Ye Yan's strength is..."

"A pill-forming soul master should be comparable to a third-level pill-forming realm practitioner." Feng Wuyan said.

"Then..." Wu Fengyin was stunned.

In such a realm, how can one refine a pill that can restore the wind spirit?

Huajian is also in the Dan-Jie realm, but he is a soul master comparable to the sixth-level Dan-Jie realm.

Moreover, Huajian only said that refining the blood spirit pill could extend the life of the wind spirit by one or two years, and recovery was completely impossible.

Ye Yan opened his mouth and directly said that he could completely restore Feng Ling?

Both of them calmed down at this time, and for a moment there was a bit of worry between their brows.