2297 Chapter 2297
Body of the Netherworld Phoenix
In the forest.
Long Fei looked at the alchemy technique in the system's skill bar and carefully studied it for a long time.
"true qi, activate the furnace fire."
"Inject the true qi into the spirit grass and activate the spirit liquid."
"Condense the idea into a pill …"
"These are completely different from the methods I used to refine pills last time."
"Heaven and earth as the furnace, nature as the fire. This kind of alchemy technique feels ten thousand times better than this alchemy technique." Long Fei was very puzzled.
He dared to swear that he had never refined pills in his previous life.
At most, he had played a QQ game of refining cards. Although there was a pill furnace, it was used to refine cards.
However, that kind of superb alchemy technique was imprinted in his mind. What was going on?
Long Fei couldn't understand.
"I don't care anymore!"
"I'll raise my alchemy technique first!"
"But …"
"Alchemy requires Spirit Grass. I don't have a single Spirit Grass right now." Long Fei was a little speechless. He casually grabbed a handful of wild grass and the idea moved slightly, "Open!"
He activated the alchemy technique.
The true qi moved.
The wild grass in Long Fei's hand trembled a few times, and in less than a second, the wild grass in his hand immediately withered and turned yellow.
"Ding!"
"Refinement failed, proficiency + 1!"
"Huh?"
"Oh, even wild grass can be used as spirit grass to refine pills?" Long Fei was just careless, he did not expect that wild grass could be used as spirit grass to refine pills.
Even if he failed, there was an increase in proficiency!
Immediately.
Long Fei laughed, "Hahaha … Who can stop me?"
"I'm just asking, who else is there!"
If even weeds could be used to refine pills, then it would be too easy to increase his proficiency.
The system was too awesome.
Actually.
This was not because the system was awesome. Everything in the world was nurtured between heaven and earth. Spirit herbs were like that, and so were ordinary flowers and trees. Although they did not have dense spiritual energy, there was still a trace of it. Just a trace of spiritual energy was enough to be recognized by the system.
"Ding!"
"Refinement failed, proficiency + 1!"
"Ding!"
"Refinement failed, proficiency + 1!"
"Ding!"
"Refinement failed, proficiency + 1!"
…
Once every ten seconds, the system sounded the sound of failure. But to Long Fei, the sound of failure was very pleasant.
What he wanted was proficiency.
What he wanted was levels!
Two hours later.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for levelling up his' Alchemy 'to the first grade!"
"Hahaha …." Long Fei laughed, "Other people would need two days, two months, or even two years to break through to become a first-grade alchemist, but I only needed two hours!"
"Hahaha …"
"I'm really too awesome!"
"I'm falling in love with myself."
"Continue!"
Long Fei quickly began cultivating. He cultivated until the sky was dark and the earth was dark. It was as if he was possessed by the devil.
…
"He stayed in the forest for the whole afternoon and kept grabbing the weeds around him like a madman."
"Young Sect Master, I suspect that he's under too much pressure and is already a little delirious."
"Could this be one of his methods? He's pretending to be crazy and then avoiding this pill refining competition?" A female disciple said indifferently.
Yi Yourong sent people to monitor Long Fei.
Other than protection, she also wanted to know what Long Fei was doing.
When Long Fei borrowed the Alchemy Pavilion's alchemy skills, her heart sank. She had thought that Long Fei at least knew a little about alchemy, but now it seemed that he really didn't know.
And now, he was crazily grabbing weeds in the forest.
Too much pressure?
Delirious?
Yi Yourong could not help but worry in her heart. From the looks of it, Long Fei was not like a normal person.
However …
She believed that Long Fei would not use such an excuse to avoid the competition. He was the one who proposed this competition, so with his personality, he would definitely not avoid it.
"You can go down first. Keep a close eye on him and don't let him find out." Yi Yourong indicated.
"Disciple obeys."
The female disciple retreated. A black-robed old man walked out from the darkness and said: "I've observed him, he doesn't have the aura of the Nether Race."
Yi Yourong had already told him what had happened in the Mystic Moon Secret Realm.
Yi Yourong said slightly: "Then how do you explain what happened in the Secret Realm? The Nether Qilin said that he was a member of the Nether Race. Elder Ming, could it be because our level is not high enough to see through it?"
Elder Ming pondered for a moment and said: "It shouldn't be, he's not even twenty years old. If he's a descendant of the Nether Race, I'll definitely be able to see through my cultivation."
"However!"
"Yourong, your major discovery this time has given the Nether Race a chance to rise. As long as we obtain the inheritance of Lord Nether Dragon, our Nether Race will have a chance of survival."
As he spoke, the old man's black robe began to tremble.
He was very excited.
The Nether Dragon was a supreme existence to the Nether Race.
Number one on the Grandmist List.
He was once the number one expert in the Primordial World. If he could obtain his inheritance, he might be able to fight against the Tian Clan in the future.
Elder Ming also focused his attention on the Nether Dragon Graveyard and did not pay much attention to Long Fei.
From his point of view, even if Long Fei was a descendant of the Nether Race, he was just a nobody. He could not bring any hope to the Nether Race. The Nether Dragon Graveyard was the true hope.
Yi Yourong said slightly: "Elder Ming, do you think the Zhao Clan and Zhou Clan are also searching?"
The Nether Dragon said: "It's possible."
"Yourong."
"We must find the Nether Dragon Coffin before they do. We cannot let our Nether Race's inheritance fall into the hands of outsiders, especially the Zhao Clan. They are the dogs of the Tian Clan," Elder Ming said worriedly.
True Martial Continent.
On the outermost plane of the Primordial World.
The Nether Race had been hiding their identity and struggling at death's door for many years. Now that the Nether Dragon Graveyard had appeared, they saw a glimmer of hope.
Yi Yourong said: "Elder Ming, Long Fei said that the person buried below might not be Lord Nether Dragon. He said that it might be a trap."
Elder Ming immediately shouted: "What does a brat like him know? The Nether Qilin is a high-level warbeast of the Nether Race. Only high-level elders or warriors of the Nether Race are qualified to have them guard the graveyard. And I heard you say that the Nether Qilin's power is sealed. From this, it can be seen that the master of this graveyard is not ordinary. It is very likely that it is the disappeared Lord Nether Dragon. "
Yi Yourong did not say anything.
Elder Ming was already somewhat blind.
He had lived for several hundred years, and he finally saw a glimmer of hope.
After a long time.
Yi Yourong said: "Elder Ming, is there any way to let Long Fei win?"
Elder Ming shook his head and said: "He wanted to refine pills and gamble his life. This is his own choice. Yourong, you have the Nether Phoenix Physique. You are the first person to have the Nether Phoenix Physique since the fall of the Nether Race. Your mission is the rise of the Nether Race, not love. Even if this brat is a descendant of the Nether Race, you cannot let your Nether Phoenix Heart be disturbed because of him. Do you understand? "
Nether Phoenix Physique!
The number one existence of the Nether Race.
Yi Yourong was very clear about the mission she carried.
She was the hope of the Nether Race.
Elder Ming said: "That brat is not worthy of you. Don't waste any more time on him."
Yi Yourong nodded, but her heart was still worried.
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