Immortal masters are actually like doctors in the secular world, but the targets they treat are powerful people who practice. Moreover, immortal masters will not be as rampant as doctors in the secular world, and they are also considered alternative or branch among alchemists.

After all, in the world of cultivation where strength is the most important and the strong are respected, they only admire power. Although practicing healing techniques is respected by them, spending their thoughts on them will inevitably affect their cultivation. Ye Feng is an alternative. He has the forbidden Creation Code, and there is no unexpected way to imagine various powerful healing methods, only those who cannot practice because of insufficient strength.

Moreover, being able to sink spiritual consciousness into the psychedelic array in the creation space at any time, Ye Feng spent ten times more time than others. Being an alchemist and an immortal master would not have much impact on his cultivation.

"Hmph, see if it's my poisonous power or your purification power." The poisonous god smiled coldly, and a little excitement appeared in his eyes, as if he had encountered a treasure.

His hands suddenly danced. This time, the Poison God no longer used dust. He saw a faint dark green light flashing between the Poison God's hands, which seemed extremely strange. A stream of fishy wind swept away. The crowd watching the fun in the distance fell down in an instant, extremely evil.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. He had never fought with such a powerful person who was good at poisoning. The poison god claimed to be able to poison the powerful person with the golden elixir. There is no doubt that the ability to use poison is used. I don't know if the magic tricks he practiced from his memory can cope with the poison gas he used by the other party.

"Surprise!" The poisonous god shouted, and the dark green poisonous gas turned into a sharp light and burst into Ye Feng. The space along the way became extremely dead silent, killing everything was life.

Ye Feng kept pinching the magic tricks. In his memory, there was a set of magic tricks called purification lights. When applied to a person, he could make the person immune to all external poison gas. If he practiced to the point of being powerful, the purification light could even purify all poisons, so that it would not be poisonous and destroy all poisons.

As Ye Feng pinched his hands with his hands, a splendid light appeared, a holy pure white transparent light. Ye Feng used his hands to hit the light on himself and Hai Yifeng not far away. He felt his whole body suddenly become cool, as if it was covered with something. This was a mysterious feeling, but it could not be seen with the naked eye.

At this time, the dark green deadly poison gas used by the Poison God also came to Ye Feng and pounced on Ye Feng directly.

A strange scene appeared, and a brilliant light suddenly burst out from Ye Feng's body. The dark green light that pounced on his body slowly disappeared. Similarly, the dark green poison gas that spread to Hai Yifeng's body was also the same, extremely gorgeous, but Ye Feng clearly felt that the purified light on his body seemed to be much weaker.

"It seems that it will be consumed too." Ye Feng said in his heart, but he was very satisfied with the purified light. Seeing the solemnity in the eyes of the poison god, he could guess that the poison gas used by the other party was not ordinary, but there was nothing that fell on him. He just consumed some energy of the purified light. Ye Feng was already satisfied with such an effect.

The Poison God's eyes also frozen, and he stared at Ye Feng in a daze, with a brilliant look in his eyes, and he said in surprise: "Are you a person from the Holy Immortal Valley?"

"Holy Immortal Valley?" Ye Feng whispered and shook his head. He had never contacted the world of cultivators at all, so how could he know about the Holy Immortal Valley?

"No?" The poisonous god frowned slightly, looked at Ye Feng carefully, and saw that the other party's eyes were full of doubts and did not lie. He couldn't help but ask, "Then why did you become immortal?"

"Immortal Transformation?" Ye Feng said to himself again, looking at the poisonous god strangely. Why did he turn the Immortal Transformation into the Holy Immortal Valley again and again? What he used was the purified light in the Creation Forbidden Code.

"I don't understand what you said, but you can't move this person, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude?" Ye Feng's voice was cold, and the cold breath bloomed, making Hai Yifeng behind him feel the strong oppression power, but he was also very confused. He seemed to not know a powerful existence like Ye Feng. If it were for the sake of the Death Agent, then the other party would not only save him. He would never have thought that the person in front of him would be Ye Feng.

"Haha, little brother, since you are not from the Holy Immortal Valley, it's easy to say. I want to ask you to help me. It's my Poison God owes you a favor. How about it?" The Poison God looked at Ye Feng, and his sharp indifference and murderous intent disappeared, and replaced by a hint of softness, which seemed very polite.

"Please help me?" Ye Feng asked in confusion, looking at the poisonous god in confusion.

"That's right, your ability to purify poison gas is so strong. I must be very proficient in healing techniques. I want to ask you to help treat my granddaughter's scar. As long as you can help me heal her, you can do whatever you want me to do." The poisonous god stared at Ye Feng tightly, as if he had seen a treasure. Although his voice was calm, Ye Feng could feel the excitement contained in the calmness of the other party, and obviously attached great importance to the scar on his granddaughter's face.

Thinking of the scar of the girl just now, Ye Feng also felt a little sympathy. From the girl's skin and eyes, it can be inferred that if there was no scar on her face, the girl might be a beauty, at least not ugly. It is no wonder that the girl's psychology is a bit deformed, so she naturally cannot allow others to say it.

However, sympathy is sympathy, and no relatives or reasons, why should he help the other party? Moreover, although he is sure that he can cure it, he does not know how much energy and effort it will take. Ye Feng is not a compassionate Bodhisattva. He wants to save all sentient beings. All he cares about is his relatives and friends.

"It's okay to help her, but what benefits can you give me?" Ye Feng smiled indifferently, with a hint of sinister look in his eyes.

When the Poison God heard Ye Feng's words, his eyes lit up slightly. Ye Feng actually said this. It was obvious that there was a way to treat his granddaughter's scar. With a slight excitement, the Poison God said, "Whatever you want, as long as I can do, you can."

A meaningful smile flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. This is the third-ranked poison god in the killer list, so he needs to make good use of it.

After thinking for a while, Ye Feng smiled and said, "I will help your granddaughter remove the scars. You will stay by my side for a year. During this year, you must obey my instructions."

The Poison God frowned slightly. He was a proud and arrogant person, so how could he be willing to be Ye Feng's servant being called, but when he thought of the scar of his granddaughter, the Poison God's eyes dimmed a little again, and he nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you."

"Trade!" Ye Feng smiled. He could do too many things in a year. With the experience of the Poison God, he could introduce him to many things. Ye Feng turned around and said to Hai Yifeng: "You leave first."

"Why do you want to help me?" Hai Yifeng looked at Ye Feng and asked in confusion. He couldn't figure out that anyone who could compete with the third-place poison god on the killer list would help him such a small person. Although in the eyes of secular people, the Death Agent represents privilege and symbolizes death, for a powerful cultivator, he knew that his weight was nothing at all.

"I have seen you. Half a year ago, in the Murong family, Ye Feng and I are friends." Ye Feng smiled slightly and made up a lie with kindness. He didn't want to hide it from Hai Yifeng, but sometimes he knew too much, it was a disaster but not a blessing.

"Xiao Feng!" Hai Yifeng's eyes lit up slightly, and then he nodded suddenly. The person in front of him was an immortal master, and Ye Feng's master was said to be a powerful alchemist. So, the person in front of him knew Ye Feng, which was reasonable.

"Thank you this time." After saying that, Hai Yifeng bowed and wanted to leave here, but heard the poisonous god say, "Wait."

Ye Feng and Hai Yifeng turned their eyes together, looking at the poisonous god, with a hint of badness on their faces.

"Your companions are all dead, you are the only one to go back. Are you looking for death?" The Poison God looked at Hai Yifeng and said indifferently. When he heard the Poison God's words, a trace of sweat oozed out of Ye Feng's back. Yes, he was careless and thought about the Poison God's affairs, and he actually ignored this layer.

He gave a grateful look at the Poison God. Sure enough, Jiang was still old and hit the nail on the head with one sentence. Although the Death Agent is a state institution, it will never be a good place. Hai Yifeng will go back alive and die without a suitable reason.

"You'd better not go back. Why not go to Tianjing City, where someone will protect you." Ye Feng looked at Hai Yifeng and said again.

However, Hai Yifeng smiled indifferently and said to Ye Feng: "Don't worry, I won't have anything to do." As he said that, Hai Yifeng smiled confidently and turned around and left.

Ye Feng was slightly stunned, trying to keep Hai Yifeng, but when he saw the confident smile in the other person's eyes, he held back and said nothing. Maybe Hai Yifeng would be fine.

"Find a chance to let Uncle Hai leave the God of Death." Ye Feng said in his heart. He felt something might happen if Hai Yifeng stayed in the God of Death. Hai Yifeng was his father-in-law and his father Ye Long's brother. Ye Feng respected him very much and did not want anything to happen to Hai Yifeng.

"Grandpa, who is he? Why don't he kill him?" The girl came over and naturally treated Ye Feng as a group of god of death. There was a hint of murderous intent in her eyes, which made Ye Feng smile bitterly. The girl's murderous aura was very strong.

"Aying, he can remove the scars on your face, so you don't have to worry about it in the future." The poison god looked at the girl, with a hint of softness in his eyes. It was unimaginable that this would be the demon god who dominated the killer world.

"Just him?" A look of disbelief appeared in the eyes of the girl Mo Ying. He had been disappointed over the years, so that now she was numb when she heard Ye Feng that he could heal the scars on her face.
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