"But after searching for a hundred years, there is still a quagmire. Maybe I can't find a way to heal in my life."

"I did this wrong. And what you want to know is that I have finished saying it. You can kill and cut it if you want to kill it." Hu Feng said tragically.

He waved his hand and took out the Lei Yuanguo from the sea of ​​consciousness and returned it to Qin Cheng.

He had given up his resistance at this time. After he had expressed everything, he suddenly felt relieved.

Perhaps, it would be nice to end your life like this.

Qincheng fell into silence.

Unexpectedly, things would have developed to this extent.

Hu Feng is also unlucky enough.

I was an outstanding alchemist, but because of a strange disease, I quickly fell off.

From a pride of heaven to a liar who everyone shouts and beats.

He searched hard all his life, but could not find a way to control spiritual energy, or he could not return to his once energetic self.

Maybe this Bing Yuan Dan was his last attempt, but his pride was still shattered again.

Looking at the pile of waste pills, Qin Cheng shook his head slightly.

Even if he didn't see the situation at that time, he could guess that despair when Hu Feng wasted more than 20 furnaces of elixirs.

"Then why do you agree to me? Even if you have the Thunder Source Fruit, such a spiritual problem will not be able to improve your strength." Qin Cheng said in confusion.

"I saw from an ancient book that the roots of the Thunder Source Fruit can be prepared as a secret recipe, which may cure my disease, but after trying it, I found that it was still futile."

"I have mostly destroyed the roots of this thunder source fruit. If you return it to you, you will definitely doubt it and maybe you will infer my secret, so I can't keep you alive."

"This is my fault. If you are worried that killing me will cause trouble, then I will die by myself. After all, I owe you."

Hu Feng was tough, or was already desperate.

He suddenly pulled out his long sword and scratched his neck without hesitation.

A sound of it.

Qin Cheng flicked his fingers and fired a spiritual energy, which shook Hu Feng's long sword away.

Hu Feng opened his eyes and looked at Qin Cheng with some surprise.

Qin Cheng did not kill himself, nor did he let him commit suicide. What is this for?

"It's easy to kill you, but who should I find to refine the fifth-grade Ice Yuan Dan?" Qin Cheng shook his head and said.

"But I can't refine the fifth-grade immortal pill at all." Hu Feng said helplessly.

"The past was not good, but it was not certain when I met me." Qin Cheng said.

Hu Feng was stunned. What does Qincheng mean?

Although Qin Cheng has good skills, he definitely does not have the strength of Medicine Lord, so even if he teaches him himself, it is impossible for him to refine the fifth-grade immortal pill in a short time.

Qin Cheng did not explain, but asked Hu Feng about the intermittent spiritual energy.

There is nothing to hide from these, Hu Feng answered them one by one.

At the same time, Qin Cheng was also talking to the talisman demon in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Just before Hu Feng committed suicide, he suddenly thought of some method he had seen.

"You mean the kind of talisman that connects souls to each other." The talisman demon said in a little puzzled: What's the use of this thing?"

"I want to refine elixirs with this Hu Feng." Qin Cheng said

"Two-person alchemy?"

Fu Mo was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Qin Cheng to think of this method.

Qin Cheng passed on the information he saw from the classics left by his father to the talisman.

Once upon a time, there were two alchemists who chose to cooperate to refine pills because they had certain flaws with each other.

The result of alchemy can even surpass the level of two people.

It was once famous all over the world and was praised as a beautiful story.

"Don't say Qin Cheng, if your move can be successful, it's really good."


Chapter completed!