Invincible in the world of cultivation

Oh!

After hearing this, Ye Feng did not react much. Although he knew that the other party was a third-grade alchemist, he must have the strength of the Rongling Realm, but these were nothing to him.

As long as he had enough squandering points, he could surpass the other party in a minute.

"What?"

"You know I'm a third-grade alchemist, just one?"

However, Leng Wufeng, who was standing by, felt uncomfortable with Ye Feng's indifference. He had finally pretended to be cool, but who would have thought that he would be ignored by the other party. Even if he had a good mentality, he couldn't bear it.

"Junior Brother Wufeng, which of the third-grade spiritual herbs do you think is more precious?"

Ye Feng was also thinking about it at this time. He was not ready to break through immediately, but wanted to open a few spiritual herb jars and squander them in front of Leng Wufeng. Maybe the squandering points he got would far exceed what he spent.

"Bamboo demon grass, white soul flower, purple thunder fruit, phantom ganoderma..."

What Leng Wufeng said is not only precious among the third-grade spiritual herbs, but also rare. It is no exaggeration to say that even a ninth-grade alchemist would be jealous if he took out any one of them, because only these rare spiritual herbs can refine some rare elixirs, even third-grade elixirs.

"System, specify bamboo demon grass, white soul flower and purple thunder fruit, and open four jars each."

Three designated spiritual herbs, four each, with a total value of 1,200 waste points. Each jar has a 70% chance of opening, and Ye Feng is looking forward to it.

"Ding! Consume 1,200 waste points, congratulations to the host for obtaining bamboo demon grass*2, white soul flower*1, and purple thunder fruit*3!"

Huh!

Ye Feng's eyes lit up at this time. The 70% chance is really not a lie. In addition to the white soul flower, which only has one plant, he actually got three purple thunder fruits and two bamboo demon grasses. He is very satisfied with this chance.

"Brother Ye Feng, you are not an alchemist. Even if I tell you the names of these spiritual herbs, I'm afraid you won't know them. Even if you encounter them, you may not be able to recognize them."

Leng Wufeng looked at Ye Feng and said with a smile.

This was not Leng Wufeng mocking Ye Feng, but the truth, because even he had only seen the patterns of these rare spiritual herbs in his grandfather's spiritual herb secret book, and had never seen them in reality.

"Brother Wufeng, you've been busy for a long time, I'm afraid you're thirsty, I'll go get you a glass of water."

When Ye Feng heard this, he smiled and left Leng Wufeng's residence.

"Although this senior brother looks a little abnormal, he is quite caring."

Looking at Ye Feng who left to get water for him, Leng Wufeng thought about refining a few more auxiliary pills for cultivation for this unreliable senior brother in the future.

Three minutes later.

When Ye Feng came back with the water cup, Leng Wufeng was stunned.

Bamboo demon grass!

White soul flower!

Purple Thunder Fruit!

In the steaming cup, three rare spiritual herbs were soaked in it, and the special power contained in them was melting into the boiling hot water bit by bit.

Swish!

Leng Wufeng, who had reacted, quickly took out the three spiritual herbs with his right hand wrapped in spiritual energy, his eyes full of distress.

Such precious and rare spiritual herbs were actually used to soak in water, which was simply a waste of natural resources!

Moreover, this was the first time he had seen these rare spiritual herbs in his life!

"Brother Ye Feng, these, these..."

"Brother Ye Feng, these, these..."

Before Leng Wufeng finished speaking, Ye Feng directly picked up the three spiritual herbs on the table and threw them on the ground, stepped on them with his right foot and crushed them hard, and said at the same time: "I heard that spiritual herbs soaked in water are still very good for cultivators, although they are not as effective as elixirs. Seeing that you don't like them so much, it must be that these spiritual herbs are rubbish. It's all my fault. I thought these spiritual herbs were good things."

"No!"

Leng Wufeng reacted and quickly squatted down and pushed Ye Feng's right foot away. Looking at the three spiritual herbs that had been completely crushed, he was really angry and cried.

Damn rubbish spiritual herbs!

These are three of the rare spiritual herbs I just mentioned, okay!

"Brother Ye Feng, these are the three of the several spiritual herbs I just mentioned!"

"If you don't understand, ask me first. Do you know that these three spiritual herbs are priceless treasures for us alchemists?"

After saying that, Leng Wufeng felt even more uncomfortable. This rare spiritual herb, even his grandfather had never encountered it, was crushed right in front of him. Who could withstand such a blow!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully losing money, and reward 1,500 losing money points."

Just then, the system prompt that Ye Feng had been waiting for finally sounded.

"1,500 points, does that mean that each losing money will be rewarded with 500 losing money points?"

"I got a total of six plants, so I can get 3,000 losing money points, and I only consumed 1,200 losing money points."

Ye Feng could no longer care about Leng Wufeng, who was squatting on the ground with a collapsed expression. At this time, because of the large number of losing money points he got, Ye Feng felt that he was about to take off.

"I didn't expect that these three spiritual herbs are the three you mentioned. It's all my fault that I don't know anything."

"Well, they've all been trampled to pieces. You should clean up and have a good rest. I'm going back to my place to rest."

After comforting Leng Wufeng briefly, Ye Feng left his place.

Five minutes later.

Hiss!

Ye Feng put his feet into the hot foot basin, and his face showed an extremely enjoyable look.

The remaining bamboo demon grass and two purple thunder fruits were quietly soaked in the foot basin. The power contained in them was blended into the water bit by bit. Ye Feng felt that his feet were extremely numb at this time. This was definitely not the comfort that ordinary hot water could bring.

However, Ye Feng did not notice that his feet had gradually turned black.

Outside.

"No, I still have to remind Brother Ye Feng that there is no problem with taking out any of these three spiritual herbs, or even putting all three together, but if only the bamboo demon grass and the purple thunder fruit are put together, it will produce a highly toxic poison. Although it is not fatal, it is also a bit troublesome to deal with."

Leng Wufeng was not sure whether Ye Feng still had this rare spiritual herb, so he felt it necessary to remind him.

"Fuck!"

"What's going on? Why did my feet turn black and I have no feeling!"

Just as he walked to Ye Feng's courtyard, Leng Wufeng heard Ye Feng's screams in the house, his face changed, and he thought to himself that it was not good, so he rushed over.

Bang!

He kicked the door open, and when Leng Wufeng saw Ye Feng's black feet placed on the bed, and looked at the bamboo demon grass and two purple thunder fruits in the foot basin under the bed, he was so angry that he shook all over.

He, he had already explained to Ye Feng how precious this spiritual herb was.

But he never expected that Ye Feng would use this spiritual herb to soak his feet. What the hell!