Returning to his own hut in the Feng family, Feng Han took out the Blood Bodhi from his pocket. The Key of Justice on his chest flashed with red light, and Mr. Luo's figure appeared in mid-air, with a red light shooting out of his eyes.
The Blood Bodhi placed on the table automatically flew up.
Rays of red light shone out from the Blood Bodhi. Feng Han looked at it and said, "It's really a treasure. These twenty spirit coins are worth it."
"Boy, it's just your bad luck. Blood Bodhi takes hundreds of years to bear fruit and takes thousands of years to bloom and mature. I took a look and found that this Blood Bodhi should be eight hundred years old. This is the main primer that can be used to refine Dragon Blood Pill. The Five Marks
Do you know what the elixir Dragon Blood Pill does?"
When asked by Mr. Luo, Feng Han shook his head blankly. He had never even heard of Dragon Blood Pill, so of course he didn't know what it did.
After Mr. Luo took a look, he continued: "I bought the five-marked elixir Dragon Blood Pill back then. A dragon blood pill in that place sold for 10 million spirit coins, and the Blood Bodhi is worth 5 million."
Spirit coins, you kid used twenty spirit coins to buy an eight-hundred-year-old Blood Bodhi, why don’t you act cheap here?”
"Xia Mi, you actually sold five million souls...?" Feng Han was so excited that he forgot to say the word of the soul coin for a moment.
"Dragon Blood Pill requires two main medicinal ingredients, Blood Bodhi and Dragon Blood. The remaining auxiliary medicinal ingredients are not very valuable. After being successfully refined, they can be used by people below the Spirit Emperor, whether they are spiritual masters or spiritual kings.
It will be upgraded by five levels, which can be said to be a heaven-defying elixir."
Feng Han was shocked. He opened his mouth for a long time and was unable to speak. The spirit emperor was promoted to five levels, which means that if he takes the dragon blood pill now, he will reach the seventh level psychic stage in an instant. Oh my god, suddenly, Feng Han
I feel that happiness comes so quickly.
Looking at Feng Han who looked dumb, Mr. Luo coughed heavily before Feng Han woke up and said to him: "I know what you are thinking, kid, but you only have Blood Bodhi now, where can you get dragon blood?"
, that dragon blood thing, your little place is
It's impossible, and boy, a good sword should be used on the edge. You have improved your cultivation quickly enough. In less than half a year, you will definitely be able to break through the spirit summoner. I think you should be a spiritual master or spiritual master.
Wang Xiuwei is using it, which will help you even more."
What Mr. Luo said about Feng Han made sense. Even if there was dragon blood now, even if it was successfully refined, eating it would be a waste of resources. Thinking of this, Feng Han quickly asked Mr. Luo: "Then where can you find dragon blood?"
Mr. Luo thought about it and said: "Then I don't know. I don't think there are any more in your Kaiyuan country. When you reach Summoning Spirits, go out and experience it. Maybe you will be lucky and find the dragon's blood. Now, it's better to hurry up.
Practice well."
"Haha, that's right. I'm only a second-level psychic now. I'm thinking about where to get dragon blood. I guess they were all eaten by monsters when I arrived." After putting the blood bodhi into the ring, Feng Han hurriedly cultivated to get the dragon's blood.
In the past few days, I have broken through the third level.
A night of practice was dull and boring. When dawn came, Feng Han got out of bed, washed briefly, went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, chatted with Feng Fu for a few days, and then went to the backyard of the kitchen to chop firewood quickly.
As soon as he chopped the firewood, Feng Han heard the sound of heavy footsteps not far away, and immediately thought in his mind: "It's a practitioner, I wonder who it is?"
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Feng Han put down the ax in his hand and looked up at Feng Yong who had walked into the backyard. Feng Ling was a bitch. His strength was at the fourth level psychic stage and he was considered a rare talent in the clan. But his
The arrival made Feng Han frown slightly, could it be said...
"Master Feng Han, haha!" Feng Yong, with a smile on his face, first punched Feng Han and then said.
When Feng Han heard this, he quickly said: "Don't call me young master. I am now a servant, a servant of the Feng family. I wonder if Manager Feng has anything to do with me?" The bastard next to Feng Ling has a higher status than Feng Er.
He is one level higher and can be regarded as a showy person in the entire clan.
Feng Yong has always looked at Feng Han carefully. From being a good-for-nothing to being able to kill Feng Er in a flash, it really makes him curious. What kind of adventure did Feng Han get that can make him so defiant? He doesn't understand, and
not understand.
"Haha, you are still a young master after all. Young Master Feng Han, I came here with Master Feng Ling's order to send you to the Black Mountain Mine to serve as the team leader there. This is a good job. Young Master Feng Ling misses the old relationship, although he can't do it for you.
wind chill
The young master intercedes, but it's okay to arrange a relaxing job." What Feng Yong said made Feng Han feel sick, but he didn't expect that Feng Ling arranged for him to go to the Black Mountain Mine and also served as the team leader. In the end, Feng Ling
What do you want to do?
Feng Yong looked at Feng Han who was thinking, and smiled secretly in his heart: "Huh, wait for your kid to get a big gift when you get to Heishan Mine."
When Feng Yong handed over the order to Feng Han, he left the backyard directly. Feng Han looked at Feng Yong's back and pondered for a moment. He really couldn't understand what Feng Ling was planning.
"No, there must be a reason for the strange things." Feng Han muttered to himself: "That guy Feng Ling is a man of virtue. Hmph, I don't know. He would be so kind. I wouldn't believe it even if I beat him to death. It seems that there is only one possibility.
."
Looking up at the sky, Feng Han felt the greatest difficulty in history. Feng Ling wanted to create an opportunity to kill. No matter how domineering he was in the Feng family, he didn't dare to get rid of him legitimately. But once he was sent to the Black Mountain Mine, he would wait.
Even if the Feng family kills the sheep, they will not know about it. Furthermore, even if they know, they will not pursue it.
Feng Han felt cold all over his body, his eyes suddenly changed, and he said in a low voice: "Feng Ling, I underestimated you, and you actually played dirty tricks. Haha, if this is the case, then I have to prepare. I really want to know.
Who would be an opponent?"
After a day of crazy practice behind closed doors, until noon of the next day, Feng Han simply tidied up his clothes and set off on the way to the Black Mountain Mine. When he left the Feng family, Feng Ling stood on the clan tower, dressed in white.
Snow's military uniform, with a loyal dogleg standing beside him.
Looking at Feng Han at the door of Chufeng's house with sharp eyes, Feng Ling raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Feng Yong, have everything been arranged over there?"
"Well, I have already said hello to Feng Niu. In a few days, he will die. In addition, young master, I have also arranged another appetizer on the way, haha." A sinister smile appeared on Feng Yong's face.
, Feng Ling didn’t ask about the appetizers, and just said: “Okay, how can you escape this time? People in the family are too blind to do anything, but if it were outside, ten lives would not be enough for me to kill, huh!
"
The road in Huanghan can be described as filled with dust and horseback riding.
Feng Han rode a horse and walked slowly on Huanghan Avenue, which was the only way to Heishan Mine. He had been walking for several hours and passed several small villages. After walking for another hour, he would be able to reach Heishan Mine.
The scope of the mine is over.
"hiss!!"
The horse neighed loudly. After walking for such a long time, even the horse was tired. Fenghan smiled and patted the horse's head. He turned over and got off the horse. He took out food and water from the saddle. The weather was terrible.
It was really hot enough. I fed the horses water, ate dry food myself, and sat down under the shade of a tree to enjoy the coolness. This road was sparsely populated, and usually only businessmen would pass by here.
"hiss!!"
The horse barked again, and then trampled its hooves uneasily. When Feng Han saw the strange behavior of the horse, his eyes changed and he frowned. The ground trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look into the distance, where huge clouds of dust were flying.
To be able to stir up such a large amount of dust, there must be a large number of people and horses, and the slight trembling on the ground proves this. Feng Han led the horse to move back. He didn't want to cause trouble, but that didn't mean he was afraid of trouble.
"drive!"
“Drive!!”
The trembling on the ground became more and more serious. Feng Han saw a group of people galloping on horses, each with a saber on their shoulders. They looked so fierce that Feng Han secretly screamed: "Oops." He recognized it.
, this group of people are dressed like the bandits back then.
Especially the middle-aged man who was riding in front of him. He looked like a tiger and stared at Feng Han fiercely. He held a sword in his right hand and galloped directly past Feng Han. The same was true for the large number of people behind him. Feng Han watched.
These bandits and robbers were about to pass by, so I didn't feel nervous.
He is nervous not because of fear, but because he doesn't want to cause more trouble. His biggest enemy now is Feng Ling.
"Hey!..."
The leader suddenly made a sound, causing the horse to stop, and the whole team stopped. The leader turned directly with the horse rope, stared at Feng Han, and walked over astride the horse. After Feng Han saw it, he felt true luck in his body.
Open and take precautions.
"Where did you come from?" the leader asked Fenghan arrogantly.
Feng Han said calmly: "He's from Fenghuo Town."
"Haha, Fenghuo Town, that's a big town with a radius of a hundred miles. Boy, do you know what we do, right?"
"Robber or bandit?"
"Hahaha, you're right, we are both robbers and bandits. Boy, please take out your valuables. We are here to rob you all together." The leader said, and the two bandits behind him got off their horses.
He walked towards Feng Han arrogantly with a big knife on his shoulder.
Bandit A cursed at Feng Han: "You bastard, please take out the valuable things. You motherfucker, please be faster."
Feng Han did not listen to him, but looked at the leader, then looked at bandits A and B, and said helplessly: "Why do some people come to mess with me?"
"Haha, what happened to offend you? Who do you think you are? I can't offend you. Brat, if you don't do anything, we can help you." The two of them said, both of them drew their knives on Feng Han and stepped forward.
One step later, Bandit A was about to reach out and touch it.
Feng Han's eyes suddenly changed, his sharp edge was frightening, and he punched Bandit A directly in the chest with a domineering punch, and even said: "Get out!!!"