Chapter 56 Refining the Medicine Tripod

Looking at Yang Feng's resolute back, all the Yang family suddenly became proud at this moment. They suddenly felt lucky that they could be surnamed Yang, they could be in the same clan as Yang Feng, and their clan could have people like Yang Feng to level Wuyun Mountain. Whether it can be realized or not, it was this courage. This courage is enough to be enough to Dafeng Town. Proud of the heroes, I'm afraid Yanhuang City will be shaken.

Yang Feng's figure gradually disappeared from people's sight.

"Go and escort your wife home!" Yang Lie roared and took the lead in protecting Wang Qiuyue to get on the car. Yang Xiaoxi looked at Yang Feng, who had disappeared, and his heart was mixed. He didn't even say a word to her. Is it because she didn't protect his wife? Suddenly, her heart became inexplicably sad. What's the easy way to talk about Pingwuyun Mountain? Others may not know the real horror of Wuyun Mountain, but she knows it best. Yang Feng is going here, I'm afraid...

Turn around and keep up with the carriage.

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Mountain wind hunting, blowing clothes rustling. Yang Feng's heart** gradually faded. He knew very well that it was really not easy to flatten the Wuyun Mountain. It was a powerful force comparable to any force in Yanhuang City, and the lord of Yanhuang City was afraid of it. If you really want to smooth down the Wuyun Mountain, you really can't do it in a second. Moreover, there are more than 3,000 people in the whole Wuyun Mountain, just like a mountain. How can he annihilate these in one fell swoop?

Yang Feng fell into deep meditation. It was by no means his painstaking efforts to calm down the Wuyun Mountain**, nor to inspire the heroic words of the Yang family, but it was imperative, because he killed the ghost Du San, and the bronze-headed Luohan could never give up. Instead of waiting for them to come to him, it was better to do it first. Now the Yang family can't help tossing around anymore. Just let yourself carry it on your shoulders!

Although Yang Feng has the ambition of a strong man to break his wrist, he is also very clear in his heart that if he really wants to calm down the Wuyun Mountain, his hope is very slim. If not, Wuyun Mountain is his burial place.

Wuyun Mountain is like a huge mountain in front of him, which is unattainable, let alone flatten the peak.

Yang Feng suddenly felt a little confused about his future.

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The direction north of the strong wind of Wuyun Mountain is the largest mountain range north of Yanhuang City. It is named after the dark clouds on the top of the mountain. Yang Feng is still a hundred miles away from Wuyun Mountain.

The mountain road is bent at the foot, and the mountain forest is retreating beside him. The mountain wind makes Yang Feng's clothes flutter, and the unprecedented teenager walks without hesitation.

After half a day, Yang Feng couldn't help sitting down to adjust his breath.

The violent power suddenly surged up on him. The creatures around them seem to be afraid to go backwards in the opposite direction.

Since he bombarded Wang Wanshan to death with a dragon seal, he fainted and finally woke up on the third day. When he woke up, the wound on his body not only healed, but also changed substantially. The vitality of his body was not only much thicker than before, but also a violent atmosphere on the basis of his strength. He doesn't understand what happened? That's why I asked the old demon.

The old demon told him that his body was destroyed by Wang Wanshan, and his flesh and blood were completely destroyed. But he had merged the crazy blood before. Although the crazy blood flowed into his body, it was not completely integrated with all his flesh and blood. This time, due to the damage of the original blood, the crazy blood effectively integrated perfectly with his body. This is also why he was tortured to show his bones and still live. The strength of crazy blood can't be destroyed by a small refining world.

Since then, his body has undergone substantial changes, and the power has become violent and vigorous due to blood. Even he can feel that every time he lifts, the power is surging and hundreds of times stronger than before. And his body has also undergone subtle changes, and the Moshan has become harder. He believes that if Zhao Ba uses the Black Light Sutra to destroy the world now, it is impossible to hurt his immobile magic mountain.

He calmed down, gathered his strength, ran Zhoutian, and walked hard in Dantian. The magnificent Yuanli slowly bred from Dantian, and melted into the nine-fold acupuncture points. The nine-fold acupuncture point seems to be a dry river hidden that keeps absorbing the original power and constantly absorbing it. Yang Feng has a feeling that this nine-fold acupuncture point is extremely a bottomless hole and will never fill in the similarity. If he had followed the usual time, he would have broken through long ago. What's going on?

Suddenly, a black gas from the nine acupuncture points surged towards his body.

It's not good! This is a power change! Yang Feng was shocked.

What's going on? Yuanli variation may lead to the death of the practitioners. The worst thing is to go crazy.

Yang Feng quickly dispersed his power, but as soon as he moved, the black gas was like a demonic spell penetrating into the depths of his Dantian.

Boom...buzz...

Yang Feng's mind was buzzing, his heart was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spewed out wildly.

What is that black gas? Where did it come from? How did you get into Dantian? Suddenly, the dark gas penetrated into his brain. From afar, a strange pattern formed by black gas loomed on him.

The black gas seemed to occupy his body and rushed desperately towards his consciousness.

He tried his best to resist, carried the soul power, and fought with the black gas. His small soul power was instantly smashed by the black gas.

Boom... His whole body was instantly covered with black gas.

"Ah..." Yang Feng screamed, fell head and fainted.

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I don't know how long it took. In this confusion, he seemed to hear someone talking.

"How about it? This is in good health. It's enough to be your medicine tripod! Moreover, he is also a practicing person." It's a woman's voice.

"Well, it's really good. It looks like it's crazy. It's just that this body is really good. Looking at the muscles of this body, it's very strong. Not bad, not bad, really good." It's an old voice.

In the confusion, Yang Feng's eyes opened two seams.

I saw a beautiful woman standing in front of him. The woman was plump, slender, graceful, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her skin was as white as snow. She was really a peerless beauty. Next to her was a medium-sized white-faced old man, and the old man's leopard eyes matched with a small head, which was very strange.

"Let's go and throw this body into the car. Let's go back."

"Yes." A strong man came over, reached out and picked up Yang Feng and threw him into a car.

Yang Feng was thrown into a golden star in his eyes, and his qi and blood surged. It seems that this time, it is really hurt. Unexpectedly, I can't lift a trace of strength.

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Pang Yu never dreamed that she would find the medicine needed by the poisonous farmer so soon.

Yes, the beautiful woman is Pang Yu. And the ugly white-faced old man is a drug farmer.

A group of people followed the car slowly and soon passed through a forest to a secluded place.

"I'm here, get off the bus!" A strong man dragged Yang Feng down like a dead dog and dragged him inside.

It turned out to be a small yard.

The drug farmer walked behind Pang Yu and looked at the plump girl. He really wanted to swallow it alive. An imperceptible ** light flashed in his eyes. He said to himself: This little beauty, I will get you sooner or later!

Pang Yu's twisted buttocks are graceful, and she is in a good mood today. When I went back, I finally had an order. I invited a drug farmer. Moreover, with the medicine tripod, I can refine that elixir. With that elixir, I, Pang Yu, want you to look good!

She couldn't help showing a proud expression on her face.

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Yang Feng's consciousness is still not clear. The only thing he knows is that he has been put into a medicine tank.

"Predecessor poison, what are you?"

"In order to remove impurities, I want to have special medicinal materials to remove impurities from his body and turn him into a piece of white paper, so that he can truly become a medicine tripod that can accommodate any medicinal materials." The drug farmer's eyes showed a strange smile. In addition to impurities, the man became an idiot. After finishing the medicine tripod, he could also sell it to the Yin puppet sect. At that time, he could also make a profit. This business is really cost-effective.

A steaming medicinal power began to spread around him, and Yang Feng's body entered a confused state.

"Master of Poison!" Pang Yu slowly came in.

"Ah, Miss Pang! Why did you come here?"

"Let me see if this medicine works?"

"This is not so fast. You have to remove all the magazines on him before he can become a medicine tripod."

Impurity? What impurities?"

The drug farmer touched his nose, hesitated for a moment, and smiled, "It's better for Miss not to know this. There are many kinds of impurities in the human body. Some things are not impurities in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of our alchemists, they are. In the eyes of ordinary people, it may be an impurity, but it may be a treasure for our alchemists.

Pang Yu's heart moved, and it was difficult to ask again, but she roughly understood that it was definitely not a good thing. It is not a good thing to use a living person to make a medicine tripod to make poison elixir. Moreover, using a living person as a tripod is simply unheard of. How can a living person's body make a tripod? How to put the medicinal materials into it, nothing more than cutting open the human body...

The drug farmer is a disciple of the drug master. This time, he secretly came with him. That method... She didn't offend easily. Since he didn't say anything, it was difficult to ask again.

Yang Feng's body began to emit a stream of black gas. The black gas slowly turned into green gas, which turned into white gas, and then turned into transparent.

Finally, he lost consciousness.