Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 623

Nine revolutions!

Luo Feng is really too sensitive to these two words. In the Tiandi Taoist Temple, the iron pot ancestor offered the Nine Profound Heavenly Maidens, and one of the conditions was that the Three Teachers gave him ten nine-turned holy pills.

What is the difference between this influential nine-turned pill and the unique nine-turned pill in the hands of the Sanjiao?

"If this is the same kind of spirit pill, then..." Luo Feng couldn't help but laughed, "Someday he will refine a basket and sell it at the door of Sanjiao at wholesale price, let them see, the so-called Nine-turned Holy Pill , How unfavourable it is."

Luo Feng had already begun to crooked.

"Freshly-baked Nineth Rank Holy Pill, buy one get one free, you won't suffer a loss if you buy it, you won't be fooled if you buy it..."

After a while, Luo Feng regained his senses with an agitated spirit.

Now that the eight characters have not been swept away, this alchemy is really pitted. Luo Feng thought how easy it was in the first part of the alchemy, but he felt ashamed, and now he has another "uninfluenced spirit pill". God knows what the **** it is.

Luo Feng put away his mind, even though there are a lot of influential spirit pills listed here, in addition to the nine-turn pill, there are also powerful pills, condensing pill, etc., but Luo Feng now has all his attention on the nine-turn pill. Among Dan.

"Nine-turned pill, that's it."

After Luo Feng took a rough look, after so many failures, he is now very confident in refining the Nine Turns Pill.

"Knife, now is the time to prove my alchemy talent."

The consciousness that the knife naturally gave him was two words...contempt.

Without hesitation, Luo Feng immediately went down the mountain to prepare materials, and returned two hours later.

A cauldron for alchemy was carried on his back.

In these days, the cauldrons that have been blown to pieces by Luo Feng are countless, not to mention the wasted medicinal materials, they are simply super prodigal.

"Nine-turned pill." Luo Feng took a deep breath and began to refine the pill.

boom!

An hour later, the explosion sounded.

In exactly the same way, black smoke billowed out.

The difference is that Luo Feng walked out of it, but his expression was very calm and relaxed. Accustomed to refining the highly difficult seven pills, even though the refining of the nine-turn pills has failed, Luo Feng's heart is bright. He clearly felt that the nine-turn pills are much easier than the other seven pills. .

Three days later.

A rich fragrance floated, filling the cave.

"Haha..."

A loud laughter resounded throughout the cave.

"Successful, haha, finally made me succeed." Luo Feng held a goose-yellow spirit pill in his hand, the size of a marble, it is this pill that exudes that refreshing fragrance.

Jiu Zhuan Dan.

Luo Feng watched, a sense of satisfaction rose in his heart.

Although it wasted more than 20 furnaces of medicinal materials to make a nine-turn pill, this is already extremely satisfying for Luo Feng, a little rookie of the alchemy. After all, it was made from his life. The first panacea.

The top of the cliff.

"Knife, you can see it, this is the Nine-Ranked Sacred Pill I refined with my own hands." Luo Feng said with a smirk, although this is a Nine-Ranked Pill and does not have the word'Holy', he has to fudge the knife Well, however, the knife didn't seem to be moved at all, completely ignoring Luo Feng's meaning.

"Four days, there are only four days left before the college entrance examination!" Luo Feng took a deep breath, his expression faintly permeated with helplessness.

After all, he was helpless with this knife.

"It must be broken today!"

Luo Feng gritted his teeth abruptly and said cruelly, "Knife you listen to me, I will give you two ways, one, immediately recognize the lord, let's go straight to the world, fight the world, and hit the top of the warrior! This is a thought Thinking about the road that makes people feel passionate, don't you want to?"

no response.

"Second way." Luo Feng said angrily. "You leave my body right away. Let's take two shots. You can stay on this cliff and eat the northwest wind."

After a while, the knife was still the same, no matter how soft and hard Luo Feng did, he remained unmoved.

In Luo Feng's heart, countless grass and mud horses wanted to smash the knife.

"Small knife." Luo Feng sat on the stone bench and muttered to himself, "Are you really willing to stay here alone? You are not an ordinary weapon, you are a spiritual soldier of the ancients, are you? I don’t want to, go out and get a taste of it. I’d better be able to get a little sister Sword, have a pair of knives, smile proudly, that’s great..."

Damn, it's seductive!

Luo Feng could predict that the knife would give himself a sense of contempt again.

Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened.

An extremely excited consciousness penetrated.

Excited?

Luo Feng was stunned, fucking, it's no wonder that there was a knife on the head of the color word, it turned out to be a small color knife!

In the past three months, Luo Feng has used almost any method, and he was helpless with the heart of the holy sword. He didn't expect that today, a "two knives combined" had a vague meaning to impress it.

That's it!

Huh!

A blue light burst out from the center of Luo Feng's forehead.

The blue knife light floated in front of Luo Feng.

Knife-shaped.

Whoosh.

Luo Feng grabbed the handle of the knife almost subconsciously, a strange feeling in his heart, as if to merge with the blue light of the knife, Swish, Luo Feng immediately held the sword and displayed [Canghai Jue] .

The blue knife light shines on the top of the cliff.

The king of the sword is king of the world.

The blue knife light in Luo Feng's hand became more and more shining, like an extremely blazing sun, and Luo Feng's eyes were hard to open.

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time."

The knife shines like a sea, endless.

Knife is endless.

At this moment, Luo Feng's mind was frantically flooded with countless images.

There are endless killings, led by knife light.

There is a horse riding the world, a king and overlord, holding the Jiuli Sacred Sword in his hand, charging into the battle.

There are swordsmen in the world who kill thousands of miles and splatter blood.

These seem to be the meanings left in the heart of the holy sword, and are the messages left by its masters in the past.

At this moment, all flooded into Luo Feng's mind.

Luo Feng's figure stopped and sat cross-legged in place.

The blue light of the knife lingered all over his body, Luo Feng closed his eyes and was motionless.

The Holy Knife recognizes the Lord.

After waiting for a few months, this moment came too suddenly.

This instillation process lasted a whole day and night.

Another dusk, at sunset.

The blue knife light that glowed on Luo Feng's body had all faded away, and everything was calm.

Luo Feng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes raised with a strong sense of confidence

No wonder, the old guy must insist on going down the mountain after the holy sword recognizes the master.

There is such a huge gain.

The corner of Luo Feng's mouth slightly raised, and between his wave of hands, a blade glowing with blue light appeared, fiercely pressing.

After the holy sword recognized the master, Luo Feng was able to control it at any time.

"It's the last three days from the college entrance examination." At the top of the cliff, Luo Feng looked into the distance and muttered to himself, "It's time to go back."