People of the Medicine Master Sect pay too much attention to refining medicine, thus neglecting to improve their own cultivation.
The Thirty-Six Tiangang Formation seemed to Feng Mian to be an ordinary formation. To him, it was just a protective formation used for simple defense and to be sensitive to himself. It was so simple that it could not be broken.
Feng Mian's thoughts were swirling in his mind. He wanted to re-evaluate the strength of all the pharmacists in the Medicine Master Sect. Even if he was in a respected position, if his own strength was insufficient, it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold for a long time.
He didn't pay attention to these two trouble-makings. Feng Mian had more important things to do. So he didn't show any impatience or anger. Elder Qingsong observed in the dark and could only sigh softly.
"Feng Zun is indeed worthy of his reputation, and he is not a thing in the pond. In terms of aura, cultivation, and structure, he is above these so-called medicine masters. In comparison, they are more like frogs in the well, unable to reach the level of elegance."
Turning around, Elder Qingsong's face darkened and he frowned: "Although Feng Zun doesn't care, if you want to keep it completely, it will not be easy. Making trouble again and again is not a long-term solution."
The reason why he brought Feng Mian back was because he had some selfish motives. He had too many secrets, and the rare treasure alone was enough for many people to covet. If the Medicine Master Sect was lucky enough to get it...
"It seems we can't just sit back and ignore this matter. These guys don't take me seriously at all. Think I can just do whatever I want just because I don't care about anything? It's getting more and more excessive."
With a wave of his hand, Elder Qingsong sealed the place with a powerful soul barrier. Without his token, no one could easily break in. He wanted to give Feng Mian enough time to prepare for the Medicine King Conference.
Now all the major forces in the Holy Domain, including the Holy Sect, Wuya Sect, and other scattered forces, are all looking at the Medicine Master Sect. Once the Medicine King Conference is messed up, it will become a big joke.
"Feng Mian, Feng Mian, I said, you are my very important trump card, so you can't expose it easily. Once problems arise, it will be difficult to end. Don't worry, I will take care of you for the things you care about.
pay attention to."
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The front yard of the Medicine Master Sect is where the core disciples are.
"This is unreasonable! What a shame and humiliation! The third- and fourth-grade pharmacists of my Medicine Master Sect have never suffered such humiliation. How dare an unknown junior dare to be so arrogant? It's too much!"
The few disciples around Yun Zong were all beings who had just been recognized by the pharmacist. They relied on Yun Zong and even relied on the genius Yun Qi, so their lives were relatively smooth sailing and they never encountered obstacles.
Where did Feng Mian come from? He was appreciated by Elder Qingsong, and he also had an independent courtyard, so he could do whatever he wanted. None of them were treated like this, it was a huge difference.
"Yes, this boy dares to treat his senior like this, which is simply unforgivable. What is the relationship between him and Elder Qingsong? Could it be that he is the illegitimate son of Elder Qingsong? This is unlikely!"
As soon as these words came out, Yun Qi's face darkened, he raised his hand and stopped him immediately: "Shut up! Are you free to say these things? Be careful of being expelled from the Medicine Master Sect, you know the consequences!"
Everyone gathered around, still very unconvinced. Everyone had extremely ugly faces and clenched their fists.&l
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"Senior, are we going to let him go on like this? Although he has not provoked anyone, who are we, the Medicine Master Sect? Can we let him come and go as he pleases? Without any restrictions? Then who are we?"
"That is, a person with no rank, no reputation, and who is not even willing to report his background can do whatever he wants just relying on Elder Qingsong's respect. Do we, the Medicine Master Sect, still want to lose face?"
With a wave of his sleeves, Yun Qi glanced at the faces of everyone present: "Shut up, all of you! Haven't you noticed yet? The reason why that boy is different and attracted the attention of Elder Qingsong is because he has a close relationship with us.
Big difference."
The words stopped abruptly, and Yun Qi would not tell the specific reasons. People are selfish, and once the secrets are revealed, he has no chance of winning. So he prepared to save a trick and surprise him at the Medicine King Conference.
"Okay, this matter is over. Everyone should perform their duties. If that guy Feng Mian doesn't come to cause trouble, you can just bear with me. When the Medicine King Conference comes, I will naturally have a way to deal with him."
Yunqi is a fourth-level pharmacist, and is about to reach the fifth level, so no one here dares to disobey him. Since the senior has said this, they have to obey, they can only endure the anger in their hearts and not cause trouble for the time being.
After everyone left, Yun Qi stopped Yun Zong: "You stay, I have something to say."
After a few breaths, Yun Qi put one hand behind his back and stared at Fengmian's small courtyard. His eyes changed from calm to deep, from deep to cold, and even showed murderous intent. That coldness made people uncomfortable.
Dare to get close.
"Haha... Do you really think I will let that kid off easily? It's just a formation. He relies on his own spiritual power and other aspects of his cultivation to be quite tyrannical, so he thinks he can be arrogant?"
Yun Zong stepped forward and looked forward sinisterly. He whispered: "Senior, it turns out you had a plan for a long time? Do you also see the difference between him and us? Since there are signs, it will be easy to handle.
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Sighing softly, Yun Qi also said calmly: "The reason why our Medicine Master Sect is so powerful is because of its skill in refining medicine. But almost everyone in it focuses on refining medicine and neglects their own cultivation, which is why they are so deviated."
As soon as the topic changed, Yun Qi clenched his fists, and a burst of energy exploded in the air.
"Haha...just wait. Isn't he just Feng Mian? Elder Qingsong regards him as a treasure, but I want to make him look foolish in front of many people at the Medicine King Conference. He is still too young to fight with me.
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The complexity of the Medicine Master Sect is definitely not what Feng Mian sees on the surface. Who can stand firm here who is not a ruthless character? So it is still too early to talk about success or failure.
Three days later, night.
Feng Mian was still practicing in the small courtyard as usual. He knew that the power of his soul was powerful, but he had never practiced it properly. Lord Qishan had also said before that he had a high talent for refining weapons, but he did not use it well.
Since he wants to have a place in the Medicine Master Sect, and the Medicine King Conference is an opportunity, then Feng Mian must be more careful this time, control the power of the soul well, and speed up the practice of refining medicine.
At a certain moment, on the outside of the small courtyard, the barrier set up by the elder himself was in turmoil. For some reason, a hole was opened in the center. A figure flashed in quickly without making any sound.&
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Feng Mian was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with energy sweeping around him, swaying layer by layer. Flower petals, medicinal herbs, and various spiritual herbs were surrounding him. There was a medicine cauldron in front of him, which was slowly rotating.
The power of the Nether Phoenix King Cauldron has been masterfully used by Feng Mian. It originally belonged to the Nether Realm, but he happens to be the Lord of the Netherworld, so the concealment and release of the Nether Qi can be easily mastered.
The figure stared at his movements with eyes. Every technique was very skillful and extremely precise. He couldn't help but raise a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Haha... It seems that it is not unreasonable to cause such an uproar."
With a wave of his hand, the figure hid his face. He slowly approached, and when he was already standing in front of Feng Mian, the latter noticed a strange aura, almost integrated with the surroundings, looking at him.
Shocked in his heart, Feng Mian quickly controlled his aura. He looked forward and stared at the incoming person with vigilance: "Who are you? Why didn't I notice it at all? Senior level? Why are you showing up now?"
"Haha... Not bad! It's really good. Boy, with my cultivation, you can detect my aura so quickly and easily. You are still the first. You are very vigilant and good in all aspects."
Feng Mian stood still and faced the opponent head-on. Two equally pure soul powers collided in mid-air. But soon, Feng Mian felt that his aura was covered by the opponent, and without any surprise, he was above him.
Not only in terms of soul power, but also in terms of spiritual power cultivation, he was a little bit behind. To be able to have such strength, Feng Mian judged that he was definitely at a high level, and his status was not low, but who could it be?
"Senior, let's get straight to the point. What's the point of coming here late at night? You're not just here to watch me practice? I've already felt it after a few tests, so there's no need to beat around the bush."
The figure smiled faintly and admired it very much: "Yes, he is straightforward and never hides anything. He is open-minded and open-minded. He is indeed a good person, but with your current soul power, you are still a little behind."
He stretched out his hand and flipped it, and a force of soul turned into substance, casually surrounding the Underworld Phoenix King Cauldron. Then it quickly spun in mid-air. Waves of turmoil spread out, and Feng Mian was suddenly shocked.
He formed a seal with his hands, and the same powerful soul power burst out, trying to take back the Nether Phoenix King Cauldron. However, his soul power surged and collided with the opponent, but was easily resolved, and a substantial aura appeared behind him.
With a casual move, the Dark Phoenix King Cauldron was frozen in mid-air. The shadow of the Dark Phoenix inside was unable to move and was directly suppressed. Feng Mian felt extremely pressured. In terms of soul power alone, he was no match at all.
"Boy, remember. To truly become a stand-up pharmacist, you still need to practice. The power of the soul is strong enough, which is your advantage. But whether you can use it freely depends on your ability.
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With a thought, the power of the soul wrapped around the Underworld Phoenix King Cauldron and fell lightly. The breath dissipated, and Feng Mian could sense the power in an instant. For a moment, he was stunned on the spot, staring at the person in front of him.
"Senior, please give me some advice. This junior is coming into contact with this medicine refining field for the first time and is not familiar with it. My soul power is innate, so it will take some time to use it flexibly, but the Medicine King Conference..."
Medicine King Conference? Feng Mian was shocked, widened his eyes, and suddenly understood: "Senior, if I guessed correctly, you should be the number one Medicine King of this Medicine Master Sect?"
Smiling without saying a word, he stepped forward, turned around, and left slowly: "You are a good young talent, I am optimistic about you. Keep practicing, I am waiting for your performance at the Medicine King Conference, don't let me down!"
The figure gradually became illusory and slowly disappeared from Feng Mian's sight. However, he did not deny it, which was equivalent to admitting his identity. But why did King Yao test him personally?