Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"According to the head alchemist master of a powerful country, Master Dong, big brother's alchemy skills have reached the acme of perfection, far surpassing his." Ye Feng said.    

However, all those years ago, I wholeheartedly studied this dao and did not have the time to take in disciples. After that, I wanted to look for a disciple, but was trapped by Ling Juetian for over thirty years. If I did not have the help of my brother, I probably would not have had much luck this time.    

The Mr. Zhao shook his head as he spoke.    

Ye Feng understood what he meant and laughed: "Brother Zhao has entered the King's Realm now, and will have plenty of time in the future. It won't be a problem to find a few talented and talented disciples."    

"True, haha …" Having one less disciple and one more brother is not a loss at all. Hmm, not only is it not a loss, it is actually a huge profit. " Mr. Zhao laughed and looked at Ye Feng, saying, "Brother, why don't you stay by my side. In your free time, I can teach you some pill techniques. "You're still young, but you have the spirit cultivation equivalent to a master. If you don't learn a single skill then you've wasted this incredible spirit talent."    

"Or …" Forget it. After all, I have already promised Senior Sister Yan that I will enter the Peerless Peak for sure, so staying by your side isn't really appropriate. "    

Ye Feng slightly hesitated for a moment, before politely rejecting his.    

He did not want to cultivate in alchemy. If Ye Feng wanted to walk the path of alchemy inscription, he would not reject the Master Dong.    

Ye Feng did not need any pill refining techniques, the Evergreen And Everlasting Vein could directly remove all types of Spirit Herbs from one's body, refining any Pill would not have such an effect, rather than wasting time on pill refining, it would be better to train on the martial path instead.    

Mr. Zhao saw Ye Feng's hesitation and the smile on his face relaxed. He looked at Ye Feng for a while and asked: "It doesn't matter too. "Brother, if you want to refine any pills, feel free to ask me."    

Ye Feng smiled and nodded, "There really is something I need big brother's help with! "I've collected all of the five main ingredients of the Holy Water of Yuan Yang that we talked about last time …"    

"Heh heh, it's nothing. Once we return to the sect, I'll immediately settle it for you." Mr. Zhao said with a smile as his eyebrows twitched.    

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. We will soon reach the place where the old bald donkey resides. Back then, this old fellow had a deep relationship with me, Old Zhao. Perhaps I need your help with something. "    

"You want my help? "Help with what?" Ye Feng asked curiously, but he did not stop, and followed closely behind Mr. Zhao.    

"Speaking of which … "It's a long story …"    

"..."    

The peak of fire was over 10,000 feet high, piercing through the clouds.    

It was a height that most people could not reach, and only the powerful Martial Cultivator s could climb up. Here, all kinds of elemental energy was tyrannical and tyrannical, and if an expert below the Innate Realm entered this height, they would basically be killed.    

In a certain location on the peak of the Flame Mountain, there was an enormous fire Magic Formation, which attracted fire origin energy and formed an endless sky fire. Although the man-made fire origin energy created was far from being as vast as the Heavenly Fire Mountain Range, the fire origin energy concentration was especially dense within the range of the Magic Formation because the area it covered wasn't very large.    

In the center of the Magic Formation, there was a bare stone hut built. It was difficult for living beings to get near to it, and it was especially sudden on top of the peak of the flames.    

Ye Feng looked at the whole sky fire that seemed to be burning brightly from afar, as he felt the rich fire origin energy within it, and was extremely shocked. If not for the fact that Mr. Zhao had informed him beforehand, it would be hard to imagine that there would be people living in seclusion in this kind of place for a long time.    

"It's been decades since we last met, but the old bald donkey has already become so imposing? If I were to refine pills here, the success rate would increase by 20% compared to other places! " When he reached the summit of the mountain and saw the scene before him, even Mr. Zhao was shocked.    

Ye Feng also sucked in a breath of cold air.    

This was done by borrowing the force of the heavens and the earth, coupled with the powerful formation to pull the surrounding Qi of Fire Essence over, forming a effect similar to that of Spirit Gathering Magic Formation. But to be able to reach this level, it could be predicted that the "old bald donkey" Mr. Zhao spoke of was definitely not an ordinary person.    

[How can an ordinary man live in such a bad environment for so long?]    

An expert who was outside of this world could not be judged by common sense. Presumably, this master refiner had this ability and would be able to refine the "Red Sun Warm Jade" into an incomparably powerful Heaven Rank Spiritual Artifact.    

Involuntarily, Ye Feng's heart was filled with anticipation.    

"Bald old donkey! Bald old donkey Xuan Pingping, quickly get the hell out of here!" Mr. Zhao's voice came out as he shouted towards the stone house in the middle.    

"Ami, you f * cker. "What bold person dares to come to my Blazing Flame Mountain and behave atrociously …"    

In less than three breaths, a tyrannical aura soared into the sky. The stone door of the stone house was forcefully pushed open by someone. A monk with a red beard, whose head was smooth and smooth, fell in front of the two.    

The monk looked to be about fifty to sixty years old, slightly lighter than Mr. Zhao. He was at least two meters tall, with his upper body bare, revealing a strong and firm body. In his hand was a huge hammer.    

Although it was true, he could tell that he was extremely dissatisfied with people calling him "old bald donkey".    

"Damn, old bald donkey, it's been decades since we last met. Are you still so hot-tempered?" Could it be that you don't even recognize me? " Mr. Zhao raised his head, folded his hands across his chest and raised his head to look at the bald blacksmith.    

"You are?" Old ghost Zhao? "    

He looked at Mr. Zhao from head to toe, and his expression quickly became joyous. He put away his sledgehammer, laughed "Haha" and rushed forward, giving Mr. Zhao a warm bear hug.    

"Old bastard Zhao, it's been a few decades since we last heard from each other. I didn't expect you to still be alive."    

"Ha …" Even my Old Zhao wouldn't necessarily die if a bald donkey like you were to go see Buddha. "    

The two of them laughed out loud at the same time. Their laughter contained the joy of meeting again after so many years. The joy of meeting again after so many years was truly indescribable.    

"Eh …" Are you a King Realm cultivator? Your curse? Could it be that your curse has already been refined by you? " After a moment, the bald monk seemed to have discovered a new continent, after looking at Mr. Zhao a few times, he asked with pleasant surprise.    

"Aren't you going to invite us in to reminisce about old times?" The Mr. Zhao laughed.    

"Alright, alright, alright. Let's go in …" This is your disciple, Old Ghost? " The bald monk pointed casually, a path appearing in the middle of the Magic Formation, he then turned to look at Ye Feng and asked.    

"High Disciple your head, he is Old Zhao's brother, Ye Feng!"    

"What …"    

"..."