25: C25 Xiao Gui Yuan Dan

C25 Xiao Gui Yuan Dan

0Just as everyone clicked their tongues in wonder and whispered amongst themselves, the strange sound of the wind suddenly rang out. Under everyone's gaze, the earthen urn that was surrounded by swirling black gas slowly floated up and stopped three inches above the ground.

On the side, Pei Feng was still performing finger techniques like before. His eyes were slightly closed, but … His expression became more and more solemn, and wisps of black air slowly emerged from his body.

Suspended in midair?

This scene completely exceeded the scope of common sense that everyone present could understand. Everyone subconsciously held their breath as they stared at Pei Feng and the mass of black qi in front of him that was circulating at an extremely fast speed.

"..."

To Pei Feng, who was currently at the initial stage of the Demonic Foundation Stage, refining pills was a very exhausting and dangerous thing to do even with his superior pill refining experience and techniques.

It has to be said that in the Immortal and Devil Realm, even pill refiners who purely rely on refining pills would only start their life as alchemists after reaching the level of their Devil Sense Stage. Refining pills is different from other cultivation, as the requirements towards one's foundation and talent are extremely harsh.

Time passed by, about an hour later, strands of strange, multi-colored light gradually appeared in the stagnant black air.

The multicolored flower's light appeared and disappeared in a flash. However, it appeared more and more frequently and at a faster frequency!

But at this moment, Pei Feng, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, was no longer as dignified as before.

His face was slightly pale, and he was sweating profusely … His clothes were soaked, and his hair was disheveled. Beads of sweat covered his forehead, cheeks, and hands.

The surrounding descendants of Zhou Family were all stunned. Elder Zhou sat on the armchair facing Pei Feng, his expression was cold, and his eyes flashed.

He didn't know what Pei Feng was doing, but he was sure that the little guy was refining drugs. And, to him, the refining process... Very hard!

Exorcism, devouring of ghosts, what seemed to be the scenes of a grandmaster of martial arts cultivation, and his strange alchemy skills …

This Pei Feng was young, had a clean family, and no teacher. Where did he learn such a strange skill?

Not only that, he was proficient in Yin Yang Ghost Art, martial arts, and medicine concocting. He was truly a genius that was hard to come by in a hundred years!

A lot of talented people like Pei Feng were talented, but he was still a genius like Pei Feng. He was a Heaven's Pride, a high position with great authority, a high status, and he had seen countless talented people before. This was the first time he had met her.

Perhaps, regardless of whether it was the Yin-Yang Ghost Art, Martial Dao cultivation, or medicinal herbs, he wasn't the most formidable, but he was such a genius … It was truly a one-of-a-kind thing! It was something he had never seen in his life!

The more he looked at Pei Feng, the more Elder Zhou liked him.

He was really curious about this unassuming yet unfathomable youth. He made a decision in his heart – he must think of a way to keep Pei Feng by his side. Even if he couldn't stay by his side, he must still try to befriend him!

This young man was a true Chosen of Heaven, a Heaven warping talent!

"..."

At around 2 in the morning, without any warning, Pei Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

Soon after, the black gas dissipated and the urn fell onto the wooden floor with a thud.

Pei Feng glanced at the urn, then picked it up slowly and stood up.

He could have controlled the urn to drop to the ground, but he had been exhausted after over two hours of concocting pills. It took a lot of energy and stamina to concoct pills, so the urn didn't break at all.

The earthenware urn was placed on the table. With a "hu la" sound, everyone gathered around.

Pei Feng had never been happy being watched, but it was impossible for him to build a good relationship with just the Zhou Family of Nanjiang. Even the direct descendants of the Zhou Family had to submit to him and establish a good relationship with him. These people were the people who would be able to shoulder the weight of Zhou Family of Nanjiang in the future, so he did not say anything as everyone surrounded them.

Lifting up the lid, everyone, including Elder Zhou, was stunned.

The quantity of medicinal ingredients required was not small. Everyone had seen it when they stuffed the earthenware into the urn, and it was filled to the brim.

But now … The urn was empty except for eight round, dark brown pills, each the size of a steel ball, lying quietly at the bottom.

"Old mister, is there any medicine pots or boxes that can be sealed in the house?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Sister Xiang, help me get a medicine jar!"

Pei Feng shook his head. "Two."

"Take two!"

Not long later, two black medicine cans arrived.

Five pills in a jar, three pills in a jar. He handed the medicine jar containing the three Small Revitalizing Pellets to Elder Zhou.

"Elder Zhou, this is a Small Revitalizing Pellet I refined. It can strengthen the body, heal the spirit, heal the internal organs, and cure some of the old wounds in the body." This time, I'm borrowing your medicinal ingredients, so I'll give you three of these Small Revitalizing Pellets. "

"Really? Thank you! "Thank you, Mr. Pei!"

Elder Zhou was overjoyed.

At this moment, he already knew what Pei Feng was refining.

Medicinal Pill!

"I'm going to the backyard to cultivate and recover my strength. Elder Zhou, you should go to sleep as well."

"Okay, okay, okay. Mr. Pei, let's go. I'll go with you."

"..."

The night passed peacefully.

In the early morning, the warm sunlight shone onto the Qiushan Villa's backyard. Pei Feng sat quietly on the well, with his head lowered and his eyes closed, like Wu Tie entering a meditative state.

He definitely wouldn't be able to attend the class this morning. In fact, he agreed to go to Yu Xian'ang's office after class yesterday … He also missed his appointment.

Yu Xian'ang was a very strict teacher. In her previous life, she had great prestige in the class and the students in Class 3 were all afraid of her.

Pei Feng knew Yu Xian'ang's temper very well. He could imagine what kind of a storm he would face if he went back to school.

However, all of this was within his control. Long before he had reneged on his promise yesterday, he had already thought of a plan to resolve this issue once and for all.

One small Restoration Pill was enough to make Yu Xian'ang wild with joy and tears of gratitude.

Not to mention calming his anger, this little Origin Returning Pill … It was enough for Yu Xian'ang to agree to any 'excessive' request and not make things difficult for him at all for the entire third year of high school!

The backyard was completely silent. Pei Feng was still immersed in his cultivation, but the back windows of his Qiushan Villa were all open. He stuck his head out of the window one by one and looked down.

The backyard was very quiet, but it was a very strange kind of silence.

From upstairs, he could clearly see a faint grayish-black gas flowing in and out of Pei Feng's mouth along with his breathing rhythm. Pei Feng looked like he had a mind of his own, looking really magical.

There was clearly no wind, but all the plants in the courtyard took on a very strange angle.

Whether it was branches, leaves, or flowers, the tops of the beasts all curved at an inexplicable angle towards Pei Feng who was quietly sitting on the Ancient Well, and lightly trembled.

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