Become invincible from genius

"He's so pathetic."

At this time, the little medical fairy walked out of the space passage and stood beside Xiao Yan. Master Feng is a four-star Dou Zun, and only the Little Medical Fairy can defeat him, so the Little Medical Fairy has been secretly guarding against him.

But it was obvious that Xiao Yan was overthinking, and Master Yao was not blind this time.

The little medical fairy slowly picked up the Bone Flame Ring on the table. She said that she was also beholden to the former owner of this ring. The poisonous elixir method of the little medical fairy was left by Master Yao.

Xiao Yan took the ring handed over by the Little Medical Fairy, shook his head, sighed and said, "Well, it's hard to find a best friend, and it's hard for outsiders to understand the feeling of losing a best friend."

There is no way around it. Let alone Xiao Yan, there is nothing he can do, not even Hun Xuzi, who claims to be the number one alchemist in Dou Qi Continent, can do nothing.

Xiao Yan also once asked Hun Xuzi whether the dissipated soul body in the Bone Flame Ring could be restored using the methods of the Soul Palace, and the answer Hun Xuzi gave was yes.

Even the ninth-grade golden elixir cannot resurrect the completely dissipated soul body.

"Perhaps, in another world, such a tragedy would not have happened." Xiao Yan sighed inexplicably. Maybe in another misplaced time and space, there would be a different result.

Putting aside his thoughts, Xiao Yan glanced at the little medical fairy next to him. Sensing that Xiao Yan was looking over, the little medical fairy asked unnaturally: "What are you looking at me for?"

Xiao Yan suddenly smiled and said, "I'm troubling you again."

The little medical fairy said with a bit of anger in her eyes: "I don't think it's troublesome. It's good to come out of the valley occasionally to see what's going on outside."

Xiao Yan stretched and took out the scroll of the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body from the ring. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Now that the matter is done, it's time to practice the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body."

Xiao Yan's soul force moved slightly, and not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

With a "Kaji" sound, Feng Qing'er opened the door with a somewhat unnatural look on her face. Xiao Yan could actually directly transmit thoughts to her mind through soul connection! Then will my thoughts be spied on by Xiao Yan?

Feng Qing'er hadn't come back to her senses yet, but she saw that the scroll of three thousand thunder phantoms was thrown by Xiao Yan.

"Open it."

Feng Qing'er was stunned for a moment and then realized that Xiao Yan was afraid that Venerable Lei would manipulate the scroll and make her the scapegoat!

Now Feng Qing'er just hopes that Venerable Lei won't be too smart, otherwise he will kill her!

Feng Qing'er opened the scroll nervously and soon breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Venerable Lei was smart this time and didn't do anything else unnecessary.

Xiao Yan said calmly: "See if there is anything wrong with this cultivation method."

Feng Qing'er curled her lips, helplessly read about the cultivation method, and compared it with the three thousand thunder phantom bodies that she was familiar with.

Soon, Feng Qing'er looked at Xiao Yan, shook her head, and said, "No, this is the same as the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body Cultivation Method that I am familiar with."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan also nodded secretly. It seems that Venerable Lei is a person who understands current affairs and has not resorted to tricks in his cultivation.

Feng Qing'er frowned, and after thinking for a while, she finally gave up her struggle and said directly: "But."

"But?" Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, and then his soul force gently exerted force.

Feng Qing'er felt that her soul seemed to be tied up, and there was a sense of oppression. She knew that this was Xiao Yan warning her.

Feng Qing'er rolled her eyes at Xiao Yan helplessly. Wasn't she about to say something now? She sighed: "However, to cultivate the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body requires not only cultivating the Three Thousand Thunderbolts to the perfect state, but also the Heavenly Thunder." Forging the soul.”

"The reason why we need to cultivate the Three Thousand Thunderbolts to perfection is because practicing the Three Thousand Thunderbolts requires thunder and lightning to forge the body. After the thunder and lightning body forging, it will be easier to succeed with the sky thunder to forge the soul."

Xiao Yan nodded secretly. When he was practicing Three Thousand Thunderbolts, he occasionally obtained a little thunder and lightning power, and coupled with the special nature of the Ten Thousand Beasts Spirit Fire, he could successfully practice it.

"Cultivation of three thousand thunder phantom bodies requires a ray of soul to enter the thunder phantom body. If the soul is not forged by the sky thunder, the soul will be destroyed by the thunder phantom body and cannot control the thunder phantom body. Ordinary Fenglei Pavilion disciples will be on the top of Thunder Mountain , introducing sky thunder to bombard the soul, allowing the soul to absorb the weak power of sky thunder. However, forging souls with sky thunder is very dangerous. If you are not careful, your soul will be destroyed. Only one disciple in a hundred can successfully get started every year." Feng Qing'er side While talking, she paid attention to Xiao Yan's expression. She could be said to have Xiao Yan's phobia now.

"Is this how you forge your soul when you practice Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Bodies?" Xiao Yan asked.

To Xiao Yan's expectation, Feng Qing'er actually shook her head and said: "I have not gone through the thunder to forge my soul, because I was born with a body of wind and thunder, and my soul has the power of thunder and lightning. That's why I started from People from the clan come out and enter this Wind and Thunder Pavilion, because these three thousand thunder phantom bodies are very suitable for my cultivation."

If Feng Qing'er is given another chance, she will definitely hide at home and not come out!

Xiao Yan touched his chin, thought for a while, and then glanced at Feng Qing'er. This look made Feng Qing'er's soul tremble.

"Come here and open your soul body." Xiao Yan waved to Feng Qing'er with a smile.

"You! What do you want to do to me again!" Feng Qing'er was so frightened that she quickly took two steps back and tightly covered her collar with her right hand. Her face was extremely frightened, her face was pale, and there was even a wisp of tears in her beautiful eyes.

The little medical fairy on the side looked at Xiao Yan, as if asking: What did you do to her? What makes her so scared?

"Ahem." Xiao Yan coughed twice and said, "I just want to test it to see how big the difference is between the lightning power of your soul body and mine."

What are you doing? Don't taint my innocence! I didn't do anything, I just gave her a Shura Soul Pill. Xiao Yan can swear to God that he and Feng Qing'er are innocent!

Hearing that Xiao Yan just wanted to test, Feng Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still very vigilant and slowly approached Xiao Yan step by step.

That originally noble and delicate face was full of fear.

Xiao Yan raised his hand, and a wisp of silver flame appeared on his fingertips. On the flame was a faint wisp of lightning, which was like a silver dragon flying.

The Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire has the power to shock the soul, and it is also a fire with the dual attributes of thunder and fire. The soul of Xiao Yan who has refined the Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire itself has the power of thunder and lightning, and it can also strengthen the soul. This is comparable to the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body. Perfect fit.

It's just that Xiao Yan is not sure whether the power of thunder and lightning brought by the Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire is enough to cultivate the three thousand thunder phantom bodies. If it is not enough, then Xiao Yan still needs to refine pills to improve it.

Catching thunder? That's what a fool would do. He is a dignified eighth-grade alchemist. He can just use elixirs and strange fires.

With a roar, Xiao Yan controlled the Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire to directly bombard Feng Qing'er's soul. With a bang, Feng Qing'er looked painful and took two steps back. She felt that her soul was being bombarded by thunder. There was a sharp pain.

"Huh? The Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire I just used should be able to knock out the soul of a sixth-grade alchemist, right? Is Feng Qing'er just feeling uncomfortable?" Xiao Yan frowned slightly. To cultivate the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body, this is necessary. Strong lightning resistance?

Xiao Yan frowned, and the Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire turned into two silver dragons, strengthening the power of thunder and lightning.

Feeling that Xiao Yan's attack was heavier, Feng Qing'er's expression became even more painful, and she gritted her teeth and endured it.

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Qing'er who was persisting with a little interest. The number increased to three or four.

Just when Xiao Yan was about to add five thunder dragons, the little medical fairy beside him coughed lightly and said, "Xiao Yan."

"Ahem." Xiao Yan's body shook and he instantly retracted all the Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire. He definitely didn't do it because he thought it was fun, he simply wanted to know how much Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire Feng Qing'er's soul and body could withstand.

After Xiao Yan withdrew the Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Fire, Feng Qing'er gasped for breath. She thought her soul was going to be wiped out. The power of the thunder and lightning just now was infinitely more powerful than Lei Tian's thunder.

"Are you okay?" The little medical fairy moved a chair, helped Feng Qing'er who was kneeling on the ground panting, and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief.

Feng Qing'er looked up and saw the kind-hearted little medical fairy with an elegant temperament. Even she was infected by the gentleness of the little medical fairy for a moment.

"I'm fine." Feng Qing'er didn't understand why there was such a gentle woman beside the devilish Xiao Yan. The contrast was so stark!

Is this called contrast?

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan touched his nose awkwardly and said, "Feng Qing'er, don't think too badly of me. Haven't you noticed that your soul power has become stronger?"

Feng Qing'er looked at Xiao Yan in shock. When Xiao Yan mentioned this, she suddenly realized that if it had been before, she should have been dead!

"That Shura Soul Pill is not poison. It is a serious pill that can improve the realm of soul power. If you count the level, it should be able to reach the seventh-grade intermediate level." Xiao Yan said with some pride.

The black soul mist is not poison, it can enhance the realm of soul power.

This is an elixir obtained by Xiao Yan using the elixir recipe of the Great Soul Black Purple elixir and integrating it with the soul power of the Shura Soul-Slaying Technique during the refining process. Regardless of the Shura slave seal, the elixir is an extremely high-quality seventh-grade elixir.

Xiao Yan walked to Feng Qing'er, took back the cultivation scroll in her hand, patted Feng Qing'er on the shoulder, and whispered: "Don't worry, as long as you are not my enemy, that thing will not attack you. It will have any impact. Maybe we will never meet again in the future, so you will get a seventh-grade elixir from me for nothing, and you will still make a profit."

Feng Qing'er felt aggrieved and bit her red lips. Is this considered a profit? Why don't you try it!

Xiao Yan didn't care what Feng Qing'er thought. In the Dou Qi Continent, a world where the strong are respected and the weak eat the strong, the losers' endings are very miserable.

If Feng Qing'er hadn't been able to give him information about the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, Feng Qing'er would have either been turned into a pill or her soul body would have been handed over to the Soul Palace.

Xiao Yan did not immediately cultivate the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body, but opened the furnace to refine the elixir for Zi Yan. There are a little more than two days left, just enough time to make Zi Yan's elixir.

If nothing unexpected happens, the seventh-grade high-level elixir is not difficult for Xiao Yan, and it can be successfully refined in two days.

After taking the elixir, Zi Yan entered a state of seclusion and began to refine the effects of the medicine. The elixir used on Warcraft will be more powerful and require more energy.

Most of a day later, Zi Yan refined the power of the medicine, and her strength increased from a three-star peak Douzong to a five-star level. She suddenly surpassed Qing Lin and became the fourth person with the highest cultivation level in the Yan League.

These three days were without any surprises or accidents. The entire inn even existed as a forbidden area in Fenglei City.

Let alone entering the inn, even carriages and pedestrians have to take a detour.

In the past three days, the news of the Sifang Pavilion Conference naturally spread throughout the Northern Territory. The most discussed one among them is undoubtedly Xiao Yan, the super genius alchemist.

At only twenty-five years old, he is an eighth-grade alchemist, and the news has even spread to the Dan Realm.

Even though there are various signs, Lord Tianhuo took Poria Green Pill, and it was probably refined by Xiao Yan. But there are still many doubts.

"Eighth grade? How is it possible? It is rumored that Cao Ying, the demon girl of the Cao family in the Dan Region, was lucky enough to refine a pill that attracted two-color elixirs two years ago. This was because the Cao family had smashed countless eighth-grade medicinal materials, countless times It was only a lucky failure that succeeded once."

"The Yan League is a huge force in the Northern Territory, but it is impossible to spend a large amount of eighth-grade medicinal materials for Xiao Yan to make elixirs. The Yan League does not have that kind of financial resources."

"And the most difficult thing for an eighth-level alchemist is to improve his soul power. Do you know what the soul power of the spiritual realm is like?"

Naturally, there are no plug-ins and systems in this world, and improving strength also requires logic. Especially for the improvement of alchemy skills, soul power, fire control power, and experience in refining alchemy are all indispensable.

Xiao Yan is so young, and compared to other huge forces, the Yan League can only be said to be a young force. Naturally, it makes people think that it is impossible to cultivate an eighth-grade alchemist.

It is thought that Yanmeng spent a lot of money to hire an eighth-grade alchemist to refine the Poria Green Pill, which restored the strength of Lord Tianhuo to the three-star peak Dou Zun.

The most important thing is that Xiao Yan has not been certified by the Danta.

The eighth-level alchemist must go to the Dan Pagoda for certification. To reach the level of an eighth-level alchemist, the Danta will not only provide a trading channel for medicinal materials, but also provide shelter to prevent the eighth-level alchemist from being poisoned by the Soul Palace.

The Lord of the Soul Palace was targeting all the eighth-grade alchemists.

A spiritual realm soul body, the value of the soul points is even coveted by Lord Yan.

However, no matter how others question Xiao Yan's alchemy skills, no one will question the strength of the Yan League. Yanmeng used force to prove that they could rival Fenglei Pavilion. They even took Feng Qing'er as a hostage and lived in Fenglei City for three days with great arrogance!

Soon, the third day passed, and Lord Lei arrived as promised.

Seeing that the masters of the four pavilions in the southeast, northwest and northwest were all present, Xiao Yan, who was sitting on his chair, quickly stood up, cupped his hands and asked with a smile: "Venerable Lei is indeed a person who keeps his promises, no more or no less in three days."

Hearing the truth behind Xiao Yan's words, the Pavilion Master of the Three Pavilions behind Venerable Lei had his teeth shattered, but when he saw Feng Qing'er in Yanmeng's hands, he had no choice but to break his teeth and swallow it.

Venerable Lei took a deep breath. He knew that now was not the time for revenge. With the strength of Fenglei Pavilion, if they went to war with the Yan Alliance, the final result would be a disastrous defeat for Fenglei Pavilion.

Others may question Xiao Yan's alchemy skills, but he who has really been in contact with Xiao Yan understands that Xiao Yan is a true eighth-grade alchemist!

There is no need to question this!

"Hmph!" With a wave of his hand, Venerable Lei threw out a dozen brocade boxes from the Najie, all of which contained eighth-grade medicinal materials and magic cores.

Lord Tianhuo took a step slowly, and the space power firmly caught the brocade box, floating in front of Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan opened them one by one to confirm, and said with a smile: "As expected of Fenglei Pavilion, they are all high-quality medicinal materials."

Xiao Yan couldn't help but wonder if he was missing something.

After collecting all the medicinal materials, Xiao Yan walked up to Feng Qing'er with a smile. Seeing her stunned expression, he slapped her on the butt.

! !

"You!" Feng Qing'er quickly covered her skirt, biting her red lips and staring at Xiao Yan. She was suddenly ashamed and angry, and her cheeks turned red. When had she been spanked by a man?

"You haven't left yet, why are you staying here? What, you really want to stay by my side?" Xiao Yan couldn't help but laugh.

Feng Qing'er was angry, but there was nothing she could do. Three Thousand Lei Dong flashed and appeared next to Lord Lei, looking at Xiao Yan angrily.

She just wants to hear the news of Xiao Yan's death one day!

The moment Feng Qing'er came back, the atmosphere in the entire inn hall instantly became tense, and the other three pavilion masters were secretly using their fighting spirit.

Now that the hostages are back, there is no need for Fenglei Pavilion to resort to traps, and a war might break out!

Xiao Yan slowly sat down, leaned his back on the chair, crossed his legs, gently picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He glanced at Lord Lei who was standing still and asked: "Why, Lord Lei, do you still have something to look for?" I?"

"It's not a problem if you want to make elixirs with me. I, Xiao Yan, don't care about people, only money. If you can afford the price, I will make elixirs for you."

"For Feng Qing'er's sake, I can give you Fenglei Pavilion a discount." Xiao Yan bared his teeth in a smile, and for some reason his big white teeth shone with golden light.

At this time, Xiao Yan was like a profiteer.

Normally, if he heard an eighth-level alchemist say this, Venerable Lei would definitely respond with a smile, but this was brought up by Xiao Yan, and he couldn't laugh no matter what.

"Hmph!" Venerable Lei flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

"Xiao Yan, Zhongzhou is very big, and there are many powerful people in it. This northern region is just a small area on the periphery. Your status as an eighth-grade alchemist is not enough for you to do whatever you want!" The threatening voice of Lord Lei came from outside the door. .

"Thank you, Lord Lei, for reminding me. Xiao Yan will definitely listen to the teachings. Qinglin, see you off." Xiao Yan waved his hand and said.

Qinglin nodded slightly, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Everyone, the door is over here."

After Master Lei left the door, a soul message came to Feng Qing'er's mind. Upon hearing this, Feng Qing'er's body trembled.

"What's wrong, Qing'er?" Lord Lei asked with concern, "Are you injured?"

Feng Qing'er quickly shook her head and said, "I'm fine, they didn't do anything to me."

Lord Lei narrowed his eyes and said with concern: "Qing'er, I think you need to mention Xiao Yan's matter to the clan. Whether he refined the corpses of your clansmen or kidnapped you, this It’s all disrespectful to the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, and it’s even a declaration of war.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Qing'er swallowed her saliva. She didn't know what she was thinking in her heart. She nodded lightly and whispered, "I know."

Venerable Lei touched his beard and nodded with satisfaction. But he didn't know that Feng Qing'er didn't answer him.