"The reverse luck source pill you have refined will be given to Wang Ting 50%!"

The old, cold, mysterious voice poured into Jiang Cheng's ears kneeling on the ground, which made Jiang Cheng's somewhat confused awaken as if he was dreaming.

Jiang Cheng was in the forbidden area of ​​the Battle Spirit Hall at this time. On the first day of joining the Battle Spirit Hall, Jiang Cheng was told by the room that he was not allowed to step into the Yuanling Hall until he was ordered.

The first moment he stepped into the Yuanling Hall, Jiang Cheng staggered. The heaven and earth energy here was too abundant. The extremely abundant heaven and earth energy squeezing and solidifying into spiritual whirlwinds running up and down, left and right. As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Cheng was shocked by a spiritual whirlwind.

The abundant energy of heaven and earth here is beyond Jiang Cheng's previous cognition. Jiang Cheng never expected that the vitality of heaven and earth could be so abundant.

Jiang Cheng estimated that practicing in the Yuanling Hall for a day would be similar to practicing in the outside world for more than half a month or even a month, and he didn't even need to knock on elixirs.

Just as Jiang Cheng was thinking and stood firm and looked up, the invisible and material spiritual pressure suddenly spread over the sky and over, combining with the real heaven and earth energy in the Yuanling Hall, pressing towards Jiang Cheng like Mount Tai.

What followed was an invisible fluctuation that made people beat like a drum. The first moment it appeared, Jiang Cheng gasped.

Almost involuntarily, Jiang Cheng's knees softened and he knelt on the ground. He was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, and he was about to press Jiang Cheng into a crushing pressure. The moment Jiang Cheng knelt down, he hovered above Jiang Cheng's head.

That means, it seems that if Jiang Cheng had a slight disobedience, he would be crushed to pieces immediately. It also seemed to be announcing his absolute strength.

The invisible fluctuation that made Jiang Cheng's breathing become extremely chaotic in an instant. Even the spirit could not be concentrated together, and Jiang Cheng had a feeling of confusion in an instant.

"The reverse luck source pill you refined is 50% for Wang Ting!" Just like the scene in the opening scene, the old, cold, mysterious voice poured into Jiang Cheng's ears, which made the ignorant Jiang Cheng wake up as if he was dreaming.

The moment Jiang Cheng woke up from his dream, the invisible fluctuations that Jiang Cheng could not even concentrate on his mind disappeared in an instant, almost instinctively, Jiang Cheng struggled to look forward.

Jiang Cheng still remembers his current purpose and came to visit Duke Ling of Zhenguo by the order. Therefore, instinctively, Jiang Cheng wanted to take a look at Duke Ling of Zhenguo.

The moment he looked up, Jiang Cheng saw a pair of deep eyes as deep as black holes. The moment his eyes met, Jiang Cheng felt his soul tremble suddenly, and he wanted to feel like he was leaving his body.

At this moment, the Black Spirit Tower, which had been peaceful in Jiang Cheng's body, suddenly burst into light.

However, the light of the black spirit tower bloomed for only a moment, then returned to silence, quietly entrenched in Jiang Cheng's mind.

Almost at the same time, a trace of starlight suddenly appeared in the deep eyes like black holes. The feeling that Jiang Cheng's soul, which was extremely frightened, suddenly disappeared.

Jiang Qianneng lowered his head and avoided his extremely terrifying black eyes. Cold sweat had already penetrated his body, making Jiang Cheng feel cold all over his body.

In just a moment of kung fu, Jiang Cheng felt like he was walking around the gate of hell.

"Yes. Be careful to follow the imperial edict of Gong Ling!"

Jiang Chengru answered with almost no consideration.

Jiang Cheng had a feeling. If he dared to say a word, maybe in the next moment, the master of the terrifying eyes, Duke Ling of Zhenguo, would instantly destroy him.

Jiang Cheng felt that in front of Duke Ling of Zhenguo, he was like an ant.

This feeling is much more terrifying than the feeling Xu Chu brought to Jiang Cheng at the beginning.

Of course, it is not that the Linggong of Zhenguo in front of him is stronger than Xu Chu, and the situation is different. Not to mention Xu Chu was very far away at that time, Xu Chu's spiritual pressure covered dozens of miles of radius and targeted everyone.

The spiritual pressure of the Linggong of Zhenguo in front of him was specifically directed at him. And in this situation, the Yuanling Hall was special.

It is not certain whether it is stronger and weaker than Duke Zhenguo of Biyuan Kingdom.

After Jiang Cheng agreed, there was silence, endless silence.

The Linggong of Zhenguo opposite did not speak, and Jiang Cheng did not dare to speak. He could only kneel there silently, waiting for the next move. In that mysterious atmosphere, he didn't even dare to think about it.

"You are not bad. It's great to be able to refuse the invitation from Duke Cheng!"

After being silent for a long time, the old, cold, mysterious voice sounded again, but the moment it sounded, Jiang Cheng broke out in a cold sweat again.

"Do you know that if you agree to the invitation of Duke Cheng, you will never step out of the Yuanling Hall again."

The cold sweat from Jiang Cheng's forehead rolled down, wetting the floor tiles in front of him. Jiang Cheng did not expect that the blood feud between him and Duke Cheng's mansion would have been a coincidence, allowing him to avoid this disaster.

In amazement, a trace of surprise came to Jiang Cheng's heart again.

Because Jiang Cheng suddenly discovered that the Duke Ling of Zhenguo or the forces represented by the Duke Ling of Zhenguo were also vaguely unable to withstand water and fire between the Duke Ling of Zhenguo.

In that case, if he uses it ingeniously, he will be much easier to deal with the Duke of Chengguo Mansion.

But then I thought about it, how strong is the hidden power of the Duke Cheng's Mansion, which can make such a terrifying figure in Zhenguo Linggong fear?

Jiang Cheng didn't dare to speak. In this case, he didn't know what to say. Until now, Jiang Cheng had not even seen the appearance of Linggong Zhenguo, so he could only listen quietly.

After a moment of silence, the voice of Linggong Zhenguo suddenly rang again.

"Why do you use your spiritual power to trigger large pieces of cold fog? What are you hiding?"

A sudden sentence hit Jiang Cheng's forehead like a thunderbolt. The saliva in his mouth was secreted rapidly, making Jiang Cheng extremely nervous.

Jiang Cheng thought he had done a good job in secret skills and checked carefully enough, but he didn't expect that he was peeped at by Linggong Zhenguo. Perhaps it wasn't a peeping, Linggong Zhenguo was an existence in the Soul-opening Realm. God knew that there would be some secret technique to see Jiang Cheng refining alchemy.

Jiang Cheng’s only glory is his caution and caution. Every time he refines an alchemy, large patches of ice and spiritual mist will spread. Otherwise, what is waiting for Jiang Cheng will not be asking.

"The secret of tribal inheritance. When I inherited it, I made a blood oath." Jiang Cheng swallowed hard and spitted, and he replied.

"You don't have to be nervous. I don't have any interest in your secret alchemy technique, I'm just curious."

After pausing, Linggong Zhenguo suddenly said, "You are from the Geshan tribe of Baihun Eighth tribe."

Jiang Cheng nodded when he heard this. He was shocked and a little numb. Jiang Cheng's origin is not a secret, as long as he is careful, he will find it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng's heart suddenly became alert. In this case, it won't take long to find out Jiang Cheng's origin.

"Okay, hahaha, okay!"

Duke Ling of Zhenguo suddenly laughed out loud, and a strange aging and mystery filled his laughter, "Okay, you go back. Refining the alchemy well. One day, I may consider regaining the clan for you, or even establishing the country for you," said Mr. Geshan.

Jiang Cheng's mouth was a little bitter. Grandpa is gone, the clan leader, Song Yue and the clan leader are gone, so what if you build a country with a reunion?

Amid the laughter of Linggong Zhenguo, the spiritual pressure that had been scattered on Jiang Cheng's head, disappeared instantly, and Jiang Cheng felt relaxed all over his body.

"Jiang Cheng thanks Mr. Ling."

After saying that, Jiang Chengju turned around and walked out of the door of Yuanling Hall. The voice of Duke Zhenguo Ling sounded again when he went out.

"The eldest princess Luo Li will contact you for your alchemy affairs. She is already waiting for you outside the door. Don't worry, Wang Xianting will not treat you badly. Luo Li, and a small gift I have prepared for you."

The moment Jiang Cheng stepped out of the Yuanling Hall, the voice of Linggong Zhenguo sounded again, but the content surprised Jiang Cheng. After turning around and greeting him slightly, Jiang Cheng completely stepped out of the Yuanling Hall.

If there is a choice in this place, Jiang Cheng would rather not come in again in the future and would not want to wait for a moment.

That feeling of life and death is so uncomfortable.

While thinking, Jiang Cheng hurriedly walked outside. As he was walking quickly, a dark green figure suddenly blocked Jiang Cheng's front.

"Mr. Jiang was leaving so hurriedly, could he forget Duke Ling of Zhenguo's instructions in a blink of an eye?" With a slightly cold voice and a little dissatisfaction, he suddenly blocked Jiang Cheng's face.

Jiang Cheng's steps stopped and looked at the beauty in front of him with a dark green dress and suddenly stopped. When he left just now, Duke Ling of Zhen heard the instructions echoed in his ears again, and he began to look at the eldest princess Luo Li in Duke Ling of Zhen Guo's mouth.

The dark green water-patterned long skirt showed off her graceful figure and white skin. A jade step was inserted into the flying cloud bun on the back of her head. Her pointed and round chin was slightly raised, like a proud peacock, blocking Jiang Cheng's face.

"Princess? Jiang Cheng has seen the Princess." After a moment of silence, Jiang Cheng hurriedly bowed and bowed. The identity of Xuandan Master can already meet the Duke and Majesty without worshiping him. Otherwise, the awkward Jiang Cheng would be as awkward as he would be.

"Fortunately, I'm a little memory." With a slight elegance of the noble girl was revealed, "I don't need to repeat the instructions of Linggong Zhenguo, right?"

After pausing, the eldest princess Luo Li, who was wearing a dark green water-patterned long skirt, asked again: "Then let me ask you, how many furnaces can you make in the reverse luck and source pill at most a day?"

"One or two furnaces!"

"One or two furnaces? According to Duke Ling of Zhenguo, 50% of them will be returned to the Wang Ting. How much can one furnace produce elixir?" Luo Li asked again.

Jiang Cheng thought for a while before answering cautiously: "This is not sure, but there are at least three or four elixirs in a furnace. If you are lucky, there are also six or seven."

"At least three or four, at most six or seven? Is this a big gap?" The eldest princess Luo Li suddenly frowned slightly.

With a frown, Luo Li suddenly had something on his hand and asked Jiang Cheng: "Jiang Cheng, guess what is the reward that Duke Ling of Zhenguo gave you?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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