C8 Visits of the chief hall master

Master Ge's skill in pill refining improved yet again, and he was not the type of person who would go against his words, he straightforwardly said: Little Friend can take it, I am Ge Wuyou, if there is anything that I can help with in the future, Little Friend can just mention it.

Ye Family, Ye Dongfeng. After leaving behind his name and a few pleasantries, Ye Dongfeng put away the Bone Forging Ling Dan and returned to the Ye Family.

The cultivation environment within the Ice Prison was not bad. Ye Dongfeng once again entered the dungeon, sat on a rock and started cultivating.

The reason why he came to the Ice Prison to cultivate was because there was no one here who could disturb him. At the very least, there was a Grand Elder, Protector Ye Qinglong.

After consuming the Bone Forging Ling Dan, kacha kacha sounds could be heard all over Ye Dongfeng's bones and the sound of explosions could be heard from his body.

As the name suggested, the Bone Forging Ling Dan used the power of the medicine to temper its own bones. Once it had endured the pain, it would become a great god, and if it could not endure it, it would become a cripple.

This brat could endure hardships. Ye Qinglong had nothing to do, as he studied Ye Dongfeng who was in a state of cultivation with interest.

Ice energy attacked Ye Dongfeng's body, the surface of his body split open by an inch, blood flowed out and the pain caused Ye Dongfeng's mouth to twitch.

Blood finally congealed, the wound healed and closed again, and over and over again, Ye Yulong could not bear to look directly at it, this was the first time he had ever seen such a Bone Forging Divine Pellet combined with Ice Prison and true qi to cultivate.

Carrying the waves of intense pain, Ye Dongfeng's bones became much firmer, and true energy unceasingly entered his body. Because his bones were extremely tough, he was able to endure more true energy.

The Zhen Qi poured into his body, and started flowing smoothly. At this speed, his cultivation base was raised by two levels, three levels and constantly increasing.

In the end, he was only able to stop at the fourth layer of the Foundation Establishment stage. Ye Shuilong was extremely surprised, with his perseverance and determination, he knew that Ye Dongfeng was definitely a dragon from the heavens.

After leaving the Ice Prison, Ye Dongfeng stretched himself comfortably. Not long after he came out, a dangerous aura appeared.

Ye Dongfeng immediately sensed something with his sharp senses.

Under the night sky, a few black figures appeared and rushed out of the house. Ye Dongfeng did not hesitate and immediately gave chase.

They chased until they reached a remote area, where a group of black-clothed men scuttled out, attacking from the front and back, surrounding Ye Dongfeng's escape route: Ye Dongfeng, it's really not easy to make a move on you!

The black clad men all had killing intent on their faces. Ye Dongfeng's eyes turned cold: You want to kill me?

The swords in the hands of the group of black clothed men all poured in their spirit energy as they attacked Ye Dongfeng together.

Ye Dongfeng was a little interested: "Alright, I'll use you guys to hone my actual combat."

Ye Dongfeng dodged a sword and struck the head of a black-clothed man with his palm, which was also accumulated with Qi. With the fall of his palm, a big hole immediately appeared on the head of the black-clothed man, blood flowing all over as he collapsed on the ground. It was obvious that he had taken in too much air.

The remaining men in black were all horrified. They looked at the scene in disbelief. Didn't they say that he was only at the first level of the Foundation Establishment?

The black-clothed men were all startled, Ye Dongfeng did not give them the chance to be stunned, using his fists and palms, another two unlucky fellows died on the spot.

Each move was incomparably vicious and ruthless. A wisp of true energy shot out from his hand and the swords in the hands of these black-clothed people were completely shattered into pieces. Their bodies moved, and under a continuous stream of palms, the black-clothed people's corpses were thrown out one by one.

Ye Dongfeng caught hold of a black-clothed man and asked: Who told you to come?

The man in black had long been scared out of his wits, and now he dared not hide a single thing: Fourth Young Master, I said, I said, all this was because of Lord Ye Chong. Second Old Master was worried that the Fourth Young Master had improved too quickly, and wanted to get rid of him first.

Ye Dongfeng threw him onto the ground, then said: Go back and tell your second master, wash your neck and wait, I'll go get it myself another day.

The killing intent filled the air. If this Ye Chong wanted to kill Ye Dongfeng, he would not mind declaring war on him.

Tianfeng County, Medicine King's Main Hall.

An old man sat atop a tall platform, and the person below the stage was none other than the Hall Master of the Medicine King Hall Branch Hall: Main Hall Master, this matter was indeed true.

The old man on the stage wore a white robe and had white hair. His eyes were filled with a look of disbelief as he said: "Elder Yang, isn't your Medicine King Hall's branch palace having too few matters to bother me? How could there be such a young alchemist?"

Beside the old man called Elder Yang, there was another person. He was Ge Wuyou, who was in the day, who had a resolute expression as he said: "Main Hall Master, I did receive some pointers that day and was able to concoct a Grade 4 pill. I initially thought it was too inconceivable, but he did it."

The old man raised his eyebrows as he spoke with a serious tone, "If this is true, then how terrifying is this young man? No, you two will lead the way, and I will rush there in the middle of the night to personally see that apothecary's power."

Ge Wuyou and that Elder Yang led the way, acting as the guide. Not long later, the group of three arrived at the Ye Family.

The three of them did not disturb the Ye Family. After searching for a bit, they directly went to Ye Dongfeng's room to wait.

Ye Dongfeng walked in from the outside and saw Ge Wuyou and Elder Yang, as well as a stranger he did not know. He could not help but ask: "Master Ge, what are you doing?

Ge Wuyou embarrassedly coughed, then said: "Little Friend Ye, you only went to the Medicine King Hall Hall that day, and this is the owner of the main hall. Hearing about the abilities of the Little Friend Ye, you couldn't help but be a little skeptical, so you came here today specifically to broaden your horizons.

If he could get on good terms with him, then it would be a lot easier for Ye Dongfeng to travel the road of his current life.

Without being stingy, he wrote down a pill formula and passed it to the Main Hall Master of the Medicine King Hall.

When the latter saw the medicinal formula, he was so excited that his hands began to tremble. He said in disbelief: This, this is the method to concoct the Seventh Grade pill, the Soaring Dragon Pill?

Even if one's zhenqi was drained dry and one's life hung by a thread, one pill could swiftly heal one's injuries and achieve the zenith of strength. It could be said to be a treasure among the Seventh Grade pills.

The hall master of the Medicine King Hall who came in contact with countless medicinal ingredients was naturally able to discern whether it was real or fake. It was precisely because of this that the shock in the bottom of his heart could not be quelled for a long time.

In terms of alchemy method, Seventh Grade pills could not contain even a little bit of sloppiness. This Spring Dragon Pill had one main ingredient, the Spirit Herba, which had to be taken out from three of the roots, and no more than a little, and any more than that would lead to a lot of medicinal strength, and if it was less, it would not be able to perfectly unleash the effects of the pill. The refining time was approximately one incense stick's worth of time. Ye Dongfeng immediately explained the concocting technique of the Seventh Grade Pellet, which caused the few of them to focus all their attention on listening.

The Main Hall Master of the Medicine King Hall praised again and again: What a mysterious method of refining. Master, I wonder if the master is willing to accept me as his disciple?