The fire was so strange that it could not be extinguished. Zhou Feng stamped on it furiously, but the fire continued to burn. Zhou Feng looked coldly at the Danfang shrouded in flames and murmured: "It's over, it's over, this time it's all over."
It’s over.”
Wang Meng smiled and said, "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and you will always have to face what you have to face."
Even though Zhou Feng has a good temper, he can't help but get angry, "You...Eh?"
Just when Zhou Feng was about to curse, he suddenly discovered that a golden light was emitting from the fire, and the flames became smaller and smaller. Finally, there was only an object that looked like gold but not gold, with dense ancient inscriptions engraved on it.
Zhou Feng felt as if he had found a treasure. He stared at the words on it with joy and muttered, "Wonderful, wonderful, this is interesting, so it is like that!"
He suddenly turned back to look at Wang Meng, "Why do you have this natal fire? This is only for alchemy cultivators!"
Wang Meng shrugged, "I have fire in my five elements, so it would be convenient to raise some natal fire for barbecue."
Zhou Feng rolled his eyes, "Are you going to piss off so many alchemy cultivators that you are cultivating your natal fire just for the sake of barbecue!"
The natal fire is the basis of alchemy practice. Practitioners must have fire in the five elements before they can practice it. Hu Jing also has natal fire.
Seeing that Wang Meng ignored him, Zhou Feng continued to encourage, "With your talent, join the alchemy cultivator, and I will directly recommend you to the sect of Patriarch Zhou, and we can all be brothers!"
During his contact with Wang Meng, Zhou Feng found that this boy knew a little bit about everything and was quite knowledgeable, some of which he didn't even know. According to Wang Meng, a neurotic old man selling wild medicine told him, and
He also encouraged him to become an alchemist, but Wang Meng was determined to cultivate swordsmanship and refused to agree, so the old man disappeared mysteriously.
In Zhou Feng's opinion, the old man may be a reclusive senior who is no less than his master Zhou Luodan. Heroes have similar views. This boy Wang Meng is very suitable for alchemy cultivation. There is fire in the five elements. He can cultivate the natal elixir fire with just a few twists.
, coupled with the foundation of that senior’s teaching, do you want to practice alchemy?
Isn't Jinlin just a thing in the pond? It turns into a dragon when it encounters the storm!
However, this kid is just as smelly and hard as the stones in the pit. He can't do it without dominating the sword practice. Xu Huang has already left, so why bother?
Seeing that Zhou Feng was verbose again, Wang Meng stood up quickly and said, "I'm going to practice. If you don't want to drink, I will help you solve it. It's the reward for today's guidance, so you don't have to thank me."
Wang Meng was not polite and took it away without waiting for Zhou Feng to reply. Anyway, Dan Xiu was not short of gifts.
Because the news of Zhou Feng's arrival gradually spread, it was obviously not easy to visit when he was in the main hall, but now he had such an opportunity, and there were obviously many gifts. Zhou Feng didn't bother to pay attention to it, and it took Wang Meng's advantage.
Zhou Feng smiled bitterly. The disguise on the outside of the elixir must have been done by Lu Yun. He was too slow in thinking in this regard. He wasted so much time and was not as clever as this kid. When he thought of this, Zhou Feng's heart became even more itchy.
Grandma, as long as he works hard enough, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle. When he hits a wall in sword cultivation, he will definitely think of how good alchemy cultivation is.
Zhou Feng suddenly laughed, "I'm really a genius."
The war between the halls is over, but the influence is gradually spreading. Whether it is for the spirit stones or something else, Lei Guangtang has indeed become somewhat famous. In the eyes of some people, it is just a resurgence.
As for the main hall, they certainly didn’t want Lei Guangtang to fall like this, so they still gave recognition and awards.
Suddenly, there were also disciples who wanted to transfer to the Lei Guang Hall. Of course, many of them wanted to transfer to the Lingshi.
But no matter what, it can at least attract the attention of experts, which is a good thing in itself.
This was very busy for Hu Jing and others. They did not want the spirit stones they had worked so hard to win to be taken away by others, so they also added some restrictions. It must be said that the charm of spirit stones is still very great.
To put it bluntly, people are here for the spiritual stones, but if Lei Guangtang can give them hope, it doesn't matter where they go.
After Tang Zhan came back, the elders seemed to be stimulated, and they became more and more strict in supervising the practice of Hu Jing, Zhang Xiaojiang, Zhou Qian and others, and of course they were more attentive.
Zhang Xiaojiang finally got away to find Wang Meng, who started shouting at the top of his lungs from all the way, "Brother Meng, I'm coming!"
When I opened the door, I found that Wang Meng's house seemed a little different, and something seemed to be missing.
Seeing Zhang Xiaojiang, Wang Meng smiled and said, "You came just in time, so I don't need to notify you. I plan to go out for a while."
"Ah, Brother Meng, take me with you, wuwu, don't abandon me!"
"Go away, stop doing this. It's more important for you to stay here than to follow me around."
Wang Meng laughed and cursed.
"But, I also want to go out. It is said that it is more exciting outside, with hot witches and charming witches..."
"Then did anyone tell you that the witch wants wealth and the witch wants life? Wait until you have the strength to go there. And now is the opportunity for you and Hu Jing to establish your prestige in Lei Guangtang."
Wang Meng said.
"Brother Meng, for some reason, I have a feeling during this period that, let alone Lei Guangtang, Holy Church is probably not your cup of tea. But no matter what, don't forget us."
Zhang Xiaojiang said that sometimes the feeling of the little fat man is still very accurate.
"Go on, when did you learn to be sensational? Just do your best. No matter what happens, I will definitely be there when you need me."
Wang Meng left anyway and did not let Zhang Xiaopang see him off, but in fact Wang Meng knew that Hu Jing and Zhang Xiaojiang still saw him off silently from a distance.
This kind of scene was so rare in the previous life. When one comes and goes alone, a new beginning is indeed different.
When Wang Meng was still immersed in his own feelings, a loud roar came from his ears, "That guy, take your life!"
Suo Ming was seen flying out from the roadside with two big hammers, and they hit Wang Meng with both hammers.
Wang Meng turned around and let the two hammers pass. He drew out the sword from his waist and struck Suo Ming on the back of his neck. Suo Ming staggered and fell down suddenly.
Wang Meng swept the dust off his body, squatted down, and hit Suo Ming on the forehead with the broken blade, "Suo Ming, you can't live a good life, why do you come to me?"
Suo Ming's life gate was struck, and he felt weak all over. He felt like he had seen a ghost. The opponent's strength was not only accurate but also just right. How could it be so accurate? He was not a roundworm in his stomach.
His eyes widened and his heart trembled, "Kill me, otherwise I will definitely kill you!"
Wang Meng smiled, "It's not because I know your destiny. Don't worry, we are all from the same sect after all. I'm a very tight-lipped person."
Suo Ming seemed to be touched by something sad, "What's wrong with my life? I've been kicked out of Hengshan Hall now. I'm homeless. You'd better kill me!"
The more he thought about it, the sadder he became. He would do anything to integrate into Hengshan Hall and practice hard. He was just afraid that others would not want him, but he was still abandoned in the end.