Chapter 979 Inheriting the Memory Brand

boom!

The ground shook violently, and an explosion sounded. At this moment, the stone body exploded, revealing a person under the stone shell.

This is a middle-aged man with eyebrows and sword eyes. Although he has some gray hair on his ears, this does not affect his appearance. This person can be called a beautiful man.

He is a living person, not a ghost soldier.

The engraving of the years did not make him ugly. On the contrary, it was the precipitation of the years that gave him a mature temperament. If there were little girls on the earth here, they would definitely fall in love with this kind of uncle-level handsome guy.

Of course, the most surprising thing is his eyes. His eyes are extremely deep, as if they are like an infinite void. At first glance, people fall into them.

However, this feeling soon disappeared, and all his eyes became vicissitudes. He didn't know how long he had existed here. It is estimated that the age of the five people present was still far behind.

Boom!

At this moment, there was a clanging sound from the passage behind. Looking back, a solemn-looking Yin soldier held a spear and blocked the retreat.

"Who are you?" Looking at the person who came out of the stone body, the little devil Jiuyou suppressed the shock in his heart and asked.

"I am a person who should not have appeared in this world." A calm voice came from the middle-aged man's mouth. His voice was not loud, but when it fell to everyone's ears, the voice became extremely magnificent. , almost didn't let Wang Feng's head explode.

"Then why did you bring us here?" Jiuyou Little Demon King then asked.

"Isn't this what you want to come in?" The middle-aged man glanced at the little devil, and then slowly said: "Being able to enter here means that you have passed the test, and then I will send you to the Temple of Inheritance. As for what you can get in the end, it depends on your personal chances."

"It has been countless years, and my mission is finally completed." The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with unimaginable vicissitudes. At this moment, he waved his sleeves, and Wang Feng and the five of them flew up.

A vortex appeared in the air, and it was unknown where it led.

"Go, you have a total of one day. If you can't come out after one day, it means that you have lost the qualification to inherit, and I will obliterate you."

The middle-aged man's voice was calm, but under his subordinates, I was afraid that none of Wang Feng and the others could resist. He was a master who didn't know what realm he was in. Anyway, Wang Feng couldn't see through his depths.

Being pushed into the vortex by a huge force, Wang Feng soon appeared in another place.

Just like entering this bone tower, after he appeared, there was no other person beside him. This should be a random random teleportation.

Looking back, Wang Feng could see that the vortex was still in the air. After testing his strength, Wang Feng found that there were very few restrictions, and he could fly freely.

In one day, you should be able to get the things here, and then leave here calmly.

Tianyan swept forward in a circle, and Wang Feng found that there was a great hall about a few dozen miles away from him, which should be the inheritance.

Exploding his speed, Wang Feng quickly approached this great hall.

"What a rich aroma." Before approaching the main hall, Wang Feng smelled a strong aroma. If the taste is not bad, it should be an elixir.

The supreme being in this ancient tomb is very terrifying. If he leaves a medicinal pill, it must be a rare treasure.

With a smile on his face, Wang Feng finally landed in front of this great hall.

The main hall is intact and filled with formations. It is this formation that protects this main hall. Otherwise, after countless years, the main hall would have already decayed.

No one told him how to break the formation, so now Wang Feng can only sit cross-legged, and then use his heavenly eyes to slowly explore how to break the formation.

It's still early in the day, so Wang Feng still has time. As for the three hours that Gong Tian mentioned earlier, it must be no longer counted.

There is no ancient power in this bone tower, and the middle-aged man has already said that this is the inheritance temple, so even if three hours have passed, the middle-aged man must have a way to send them out of this place.

After sitting here for almost two hours, Wang Feng finally figured out a way to break the formation.

The formation was broken, and the strong medicinal scent became stronger. There must be high-grade medicinal herbs in this hall.

Pushing open the door, which had been sealed for many years, Wang Feng saw that there was a tripod in the hall, and the smell of medicine came from this tripod.

The power in the palm of the hand was filled, and Wang Feng slapped the big cauldron with one palm. Under the palm of his hand, the cauldron's lid was lifted off, and there were more than a dozen flying pills following the cauldron lid. medicine.

"Where to escape!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Feng's hands were quick and his eyes were fast, and his palms directly grabbed onto these flying rays of light.

The dozen or so medicinal pills were finally grabbed by Wang Feng in the palm of his hand. After taking a deep breath, Wang Feng opened his palm.

The pills are round and round, the size of a longan.

What surprised Wang Feng was that these medicinal pills were all eleven-grade medicinal pills, the supreme treasures.

Wang Feng owed Martial Uncle Chu a total of two 11th-grade medicinal pills, one was abducted from Jiuyou Little Demon King, and Wang Feng was still short of one.

But now he got more than a dozen 11th grade medicinal pills all at once, which was a complete surprise.

This time, what he owes Master Chu can be repaid, and he can also have a great surplus.

After putting all the medicinal pills into his space ring, Wang Feng did not forget his purpose of coming here.

Since it is an inheritance temple, there must be inheritance, and these medicinal pills should be just a surprise.

Climbing to the top of the pill cauldron to take a look, Wang Feng found that the pill cauldron was empty now, and the pills in his ring should be all.

Regardless of whether Wang Feng's trip to the ancient tomb has been inherited or not, the dozen or so 11th-grade medicinal herbs are Wang Feng's huge gains.

So this time, Wang Feng has already made a lot of money.

He turned around carefully around the cauldron, until Wang Feng was sure that the cauldron had nothing of value, and then he put his hands on the cauldron.

The medicine pill is gone, and the pill cauldron itself is also a magic weapon, so Wang Feng is going to move it away for him. Anyway, it is a piece of broken copper and iron to stay here, so it is better to take it out.

It's just that no matter how Wang Feng used his own power, he couldn't shake this pill cauldron for half a point.

In the end, Wang Feng had to give up the idea of ​​moving Dan Ding away, he couldn't take this cumbersome thing away.

Bypassing the cauldron, Wang Feng began to wander proudly around the entire hall.

"Could this be inheritance?"

Looking at the jade slip placed on a stone platform, Wang Feng stretched out his hand out of curiosity.

The jade slip was very gentle, as if it was a piece of jade, but in the next second, Wang Feng suddenly felt a tingling in his palm, as if he was bitten by something.

The blood was draining rapidly, which made Wang Feng's head dizzy one after another.

In just a few seconds, Wang Feng felt that at least more than one third of the blood in his body had been absorbed by the jade slip.

It was like a blood-sucking worm, which changed Wang Feng's complexion.

He wanted to withdraw his palm, but at this moment his palm seemed to be covered with glue, and he couldn't withdraw his hand at all.

"This Nima..." He cursed in his heart. Wang Feng didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing. If the blood continued to drain, Wang Feng's body might have major problems.

boom!

Fortunately, the blood loss slowed down, and Wang Feng only felt a roar in his head at the next meter, and an old man appeared in front of him.

The old man looked extremely peaceful and his face was ruddy. At this moment, he was looking at himself with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Looking at each other, Wang Feng asked.

"An old guy who has been dead for an unknown number of years, there is no need to know. If you want to get my inheritance, don't talk, let go of your mind, and I will imprint my inheritance into your mind. As for How much you can remember depends on your personal ability."

The old man's voice was very calm, but when he heard his words, Wang Feng was overjoyed. This is indeed an inheritance.

"Okay, senior just come." Wang Feng said.

"It is your ability to enter the place where I return to the ruins, but whether or not you can take away the things I have in my lifetime depends on your personal fortune." As he spoke, an incomparably rich light appeared in the hands of the old man.

Before Wang Feng could react, the old man's palm patted on Wang Feng's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

In an instant, a majestic message appeared in Wang Feng's mind. This is not a method of cultivation, nor is it a powerful attack method. This is all the alchemy insights of the old man during his lifetime.

This insight is not a face-to-face teaching. It is a memory-like inheritance. As long as Wang Feng understands it, his alchemy level can be directly improved.

This is the real heritage.

"The old man was a 12th-grade god refiner before his death. If you can fully comprehend the brand, you can directly become a 12th-grade god refiner. Let's start now!"

The old man's voice reverberated in Wang Feng's mind. The 12th rank divine refiner was an unprecedented extreme. Wang Feng had never heard of such an alchemy level.

The memory began to drain rapidly. The previous memories were all low-level memories, which did not have much effect on Wang Feng, but the latter high-level memories were what Wang Feng really needed.

The loss of memory is fast, and it is not easy to quickly accommodate all these memories. Fortunately, Wang Feng's Sky Eye has an extremely powerful memory function, so this is also his big trump card.

The loss of memory is getting faster and faster, even Wang Feng finally had to concentrate and absorb these memories with all his attention.

Heavenly Eyes and Soul Power have been used, and Wang Feng is working hard to write down these precious things.

It goes without saying what a high-level alchemist represents. First of all, alchemists generally do not have weak people, because the medicinal pills they refine can help them improve their realm far faster.

At the same time, every alchemist is a wealthy person, because the medicinal pills they refine are sky-high prices.

In the next three days, a seventh-grade alchemist can already be called a grandmaster. Even in the middle three days, seventh-grade medicinal herbs are also rare. As for the eighth-grade, ninth-grade and even tenth-grade, it is even rarer.

Wang Feng had never even heard of the alchemists who refined eleventh-grade medicinal herbs. They seemed to be living in legends, and it was impossible for low-level monks to see them.

What kind of strength has what kind of insight, so if you want to know any eleventh-grade alchemy master, I am afraid you have to wait for a stronger strength.

But now to become an eleventh rank, the opportunity to become a twelfth rank god refiner is right in front of you. This is a great opportunity. No matter what, Wang Feng has to firmly grasp it in his palm.