King of Gods Chapter 1578: Beauty Master

Looking at the three medicine pills in pill furnace that radiate cool and dim light? And there is a blast of medicine pill, Huo Qingfeng is sure, this is definitely sixth grade medicine pill.

But it wasn't that at all that shocked him.

The medicine pill just exploded just now, and it was a scorching black. It was definitely a refining failure.

However, when the Zhao Feng closes the furnace lid and then opens it, three complete Soul Origin Pure Pills appear magically inside.

How is this possible?

Huo Qingfeng's cognition was completely subverted by Zhao Feng. He couldn't imagine what was going on just now. don't tell me had an illusion.

He couldn't figure this out.

Even if you do n’t worry about this, the sixth grade High Rank medicine pill made by Zhao Feng is impossible!

Combining all the previous things, Huo Qingfeng finally understands that this child in front of me is never easy!

"Young Master, what happened just now?"

Huo Qingfeng whispered tentatively.

"Ahem ... The charred medicine pill you saw before is just an illusion. I just wanted to see how you behave, but hey ..."

Zhao Feng coughed, and then said old-fashionedly, lamenting at the end.

In fact, he failed in the refining, but it goes without saying, otherwise the secret of the fantasy source will be exposed.

"Illusion!"

Huo Qingfeng was shocked.

Only this is possible, otherwise the black medicine pill will suddenly become a finished product!

Moreover, the level of medicine pill and Zhao Feng's Dao of Alchemy capable of refining sixth grade High Rank is unimaginable. Maybe in alchemy, Zhao Feng deliberately refined the hallucinogenic aroma, otherwise he would not have hallucinations.

Huo Qingfeng affirmed this all at once. Now this child must be an unfathomable generation, and the cat has also become elusive after being touched by Zhao Feng.

At this time, Huo Qingfeng was disappointed when he saw Zhao Feng.

Obviously, just now he saw the failed medicine pill, and he made a killing of Zhao Feng, disappointing the other party with his behavior.

"Young Master ... Senior, I was impulsive at the next moment, please forgive me!"

Huo Qingfeng immediately said, but at this moment he already determined that Zhao Feng was the reincarnation of expert or Body Possession, and even the title was changed.

Moreover, the opponent helped him to produce at least Soul Origin Pure Pill and sixth grade Pill Master. He was naturally a little embarrassed and explained it a bit.

"Well, it ’s kind of sincere to see you, now you can think about what I said before!"

Zhao Feng With his hands behind his back, he is indifferent, with an invisible, deep temperament.

He doesn't need to pretend at all. Zhao Feng's previous life is Manifestation Realm expert, which belongs to expert's temperament and attitude.

Small Thieving Cat is standing on his shoulders and posing with a very deep back, which makes him unusual.

This time, Huo Qingfeng is not as angry as before, but is in deep thought.

Combining all kinds, he already determined that the person in front of him is unfathomable and cannot be measured on the surface.

Moreover, the other party knew the cultivation base at the moment of his Peak, but still said this, apparently with great confidence.

"If I follow this person, I will revenge and rebuild Green City Sword School!"

Huo Qingfeng secretly said.

But he is embarrassed to be a servant of a 13- or 4-year-old child with his dignified Imperishable Realm Chosen.

"Bearing humiliation can make a big deal. I think you have a good talent, so I plan to take you as a servant. If you perform well in the future, I won't treat you badly ..."

Zhao Feng said again, and even turned to leave, not caring about Huo Qingfeng.

After all, they are people who have lived for hundreds of years. From beginning to end, Zhao Feng's looks like they do.

"Senior, please stay behind!"

Huo Qingfeng body trembled for a moment, then suddenly reached out and called for Zhao Feng.

In the end, Huo Qingfeng made a choice.

He needs revenge, he needs to rebuild sect, he needs to live upright, and to get these, he has to give something.

Zhao Feng here, obviously unfathomable, this is his chance!

"A hundred-year contract, in a hundred years, go where you want!"

Zhao Feng throws out a contract scroll.

Huo Qingfeng talent is really good. At this stage, you can take care of some things for Zhao? So Zhao Feng only needs him for a hundred years.

"A hundred years?"

Huo Qingfeng moved inside, immediately owed the contract scroll.

For Martial Artist, a century is not long, but short is not short.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Feng smiled slightly and walked back to South Fate City with Huo Qingfeng.

Meow ~

Small Thieving Cat turned his head and grinned, gestured, and seemed to be saying that he would just call it "Cat Lord".

"You don't have to hide your face in the future, no one dares to touch me!"

Zhao Feng sees Huo Qingfeng as an old man, immediately said.

Huo Qingfeng is a little stunned, this sentence is really overbearing, full of vitality, so that Huo Qingfeng feels that his choice is certainly correct.

No one wants to stare at a fake face alive, Huo Qingfeng facial muscles squirm, and with the skin falling off, after a while it becomes a dashing eyebrows mind, an aggressive youth, but in both eyes, it still carries A little sorrow, which made him pretend to be an old man without much discomfort.

Back to restaurant, Zhao Yun Zhao Hai and others, there are still waiting for Zhao Feng.

"Brother Feng, what about the vicious old man just now, didn't he treat you?"

"If he dares to move Brother Feng, the Zhao Clan family will never let him go!"

A group of children, said immediately Grandma.

"This person is him, he was easy to accommodate before!"

Zhao Feng looked at Huo Qingfeng of behind and said flatly.

All the children, suddenly aphasia, dumbfounded, looking at Huo Qingfeng.

At this moment, Huo Qingfeng and both eyes suddenly become extremely sharp, as if they penetrate everyone's mind, making them breathless ...

Of course, Huo Qingfeng naturally will not harm the Zhao Feng's tribe, nor will they have general knowledge with this group of children.

"Young Master, leave now!"

Midway, Huo Qingfeng took the initiative to resign under the instruction of Zhao Feng's.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of father and mother, Zhao Feng does not plan to let Huo Qingfeng enters into the City Lord Mansion, just let it stay nearby, even if the enemy kills, Zhao Feng will be able to quickly rush over.

At City Lord Mansion, Huo Qingfeng rented a cultivate room.

enters into the Among them, he took out three cyan blue medicine pill, his face was excited.

Guru!

swallows medicine pill, Huo Qingfeng started cultivate, healed.

Suddenly, he felt an extremely comfortable fluid flowing through whole body, reaching the bones and viscera, and deepening into Soul. It had a magical effect and healed his body injury.

"The quality of this medicine pill has reached ... 'Perfect'!"

Huo Qingfeng was shocked.

As sect Chosen, he is taking a few medicine pills.

In addition to rank, medicine pill also has the effect. The effect is from the lowest to the highest, which are defect, superior, superior, top, and perfect.

Defective medicine pill can only exert 10% to 30% of its efficacy, while perfect grade qualitative medicine pill can exhibit 10% of its efficacy.

"Grandmaster, definitely Dao of Alchemy Grandmaster!"

Huo Qingfeng shouted again and again, excited.

After returning to City Lord Mansion, everyone lives as usual, while Zhao Feng is preparing for something.

Small Thieving Cat walked around City Lord Mansion all day long. No trace was found, it must have stolen a lot of things.

The Thieving Cat, which has fully awakened the memory, steals things at the level of City Lord Mansion, and only the expert of Imperishable Realm can detect it.

Small Thieving Cat pretends to be foolish and sells cute, and has also won the favor of many people in City Lord Mansion, which makes it easier to steal money.

On this day, the parents of Zhao Feng's came to the Zhao Feng's mansion.

"Dad and mother come here in person, why?"

Zhao Feng greeted the door and smiled.

But in addition to his parents, there is a person he does not know follows.

That is a woman of exquisite figure and excellent appearance. She has the feeling of a heroine among women. She also glanced at Zhao Feng.

"Feng'er, how's cultivate doing recently?"

Zhao Tianlong asked with concern.

As the head of a family, he naturally cares most about Zhao Feng's cultivate. In the future, Zhao Feng will inherit his position.

Although the Zhao Feng's annual assessments are very outstanding, Zhao Feng's cultivation base does not seem to be very high!

"Baby already arrived Blue Qi Realm Peak!"

Zhao Feng said flatly.

Zhao Tianlong didn't speak. The fourteen-year-old Blue Qi Realm Peak can only be regarded as middle among the children in the clan. Among the children in the main vein, it is worse.

"Feng'er, this is the new teacher Dad is looking for, and you will follow her cultivate in the future!"

Zhao Tianlong looked at the woman next to a glance and introduced.

Zhao Feng's Parents also know that Zhao Feng does not like constraints and rarely enters Clan Martial Arts Field to train with their peers. However, the Zhao Feng's assessment results and behaviors are in their eyes, and they feel that their son may be hidden.

This new teacher is to teach Zhao Feng on the one hand, and to understand the depth of Zhao Feng's on the other hand.

"Feng'er, don't underestimate" Tingyu ", she is twenty-seven years old now, and already is Martial Artist of God Transformation Peak!"

Zhao Feng's mother, with a kind smile.

Then they left here. Zhao Tianlong, as Patriarch, was busy with business and handed the child over to Song Tingyu. He was also very relieved.

Song Tingyu, the big Clan Song Clan Chosen near South Fate City, the talent cultivation base surpasses Song Clan men, becoming the first contemporary.

"Your name is Zhao Feng, right, I will be your master in the future, my name is Song Tingyu!"

Song Tingyu showed a simple smile.

"Slow, my parents said, let you teach me, but not everyone can be my master. Let me see first, do you have the skills to teach me!"

Zhao Feng laughed and said immediately.

This little girl, who wants to be the master of Manifestation Level expert, will really take advantage!

Song Tingyu's eyes were slightly surprised, then a smile appeared, and he didn't seem to care.

In her opinion, these Young Master Young Master are arrogant and commonplace, but she will be convinced by her true Song Tingyu.

"Okay, how do you want me to prove that I can be your master?"

Song Tingyu smiled and said that she wouldn't talk to a little fart, and she generally knew it.

"Being a master, naturally you must have extraordinary eyesight, be able to detect the errors on the apprentice Cultivation, the deficiency in martial skill cultivate!"

Zhao Feng said chestily.

"Yeah!"

Song Tingyu ordered nodded, which is indeed a must for a mentor.

However, with her cultivation base of God Transformation Peak, teaching Zhao Feng is not enough even if her eyesight is almost.

"Excuse me, how long does it take for the teacher to think I can breakthrough to Purple Qi Realm?"

Zhao Feng asked with a smile, and spread his arms, let Song Yuting look carefully.

"The conversion of Blue Spirit Zhenqi to Purple Spirit Zhenqi is only 10%. If you own Cultivation and do not take any medicine pill, it will take at least ten days!"

Song Yuting observed for a long time before she said.

in fact, she thinks that as long as Zhao Feng needs one month, she is overestimating Zhao Feng's talent.

Also, she can be sure that Zhao Feng does not hide cultivation base.

"Okay, I'll go to cultivate first, see the teacher's eyesight, I'm not sure!"

Zhao Feng turned and left, as if preparing to go to cultivate.

Song Tingyu smiled a little and didn't care. Zhao Feng is impossible breakthrough Purple Qi Realm within ten days.

However.

As soon as Zhao Feng stepped out of the threshold, his body sent out a strange wave of infuriating qi, accompanied by bursts of purple gas.