An accident is an accident.
Two accidents can no longer be considered accidents, right? !
Bai Jiarong is in a sour mood now.
I feel suddenly in balance.
turn out to be.
He was not the only one who was unlucky. Before him, there was an even more unlucky bald senior brother who was laying underneath, which was barely a comfort.
not to mention.
He is already dead, so worrying about who to blame is of no use. Can he be brought back to life again
Now that things have developed, Bai Jiarong has looked away, become detached, and had an epiphany. After all, no matter what, the outcome is doomed, and no matter how hard he struggles, it will be in vain.
For a piece of original soul to escape from the hands of a soul refiner, it is undoubtedly a dream.
Moreover, the young man in front of him is a ruthless character at first glance. Now he doesn't want to hide any secrets from him. It is obvious that he has no intention of giving him a way to survive.
After asking the Black Dragon Orangutan about the general distribution of the local ferocious beast community in the martial arts secret realm, Yang Fan waved his hand and activated the soul refining technique again in front of Bai Jiarong.
"You used the soul refining technique on the soul of the black dragon orangutan in the sixth realm of the spirit beast king (incomplete). The soul refining was successful. The soul of the black dragon orangutan in the sixth realm of the spirit beast king (incomplete) was intercepted and refined. The seventh-grade soul refining elixir +5 , mental power +30, skill proficiency +4.”
"You used the soul refining technique on the spiritual soul of the black dragon orangutan in the sixth realm of the spiritual beast king (incomplete). The soul refining was successful. The spiritual soul of the black dragon orangutan in the sixth realm of the spiritual beast king (incomplete) was intercepted and refined. The eighth-grade soul refining pill +10, Mental power +30, skill proficiency +4.”
"You used the soul refining technique on the soul of the black dragon orangutan in the sixth realm of the spirit beast king (incomplete). The soul refining was successful. The soul of the black dragon orangutan in the sixth realm of the spirit beast king (incomplete) was intercepted and refined. The seventh-grade soul refining pill +10, Mental power +30, skill proficiency +4.”
“…”
Ding ding ding ding!
The system prompts continuously. The Black Dragon Ape is worthy of being the King of Chimpanzees. The power of the soul is extremely powerful. After some soul refining techniques, he actually contributed five seventh-grade soul refining pills and ten eighth-grade soul refining pills to Yang Fan. , ten seventh-grade soul refining pills, twelve sixth-grade soul refining pills, and twenty fifth-grade soul refining pills!
A total of forty-seven soul refining pills!
Although the fifth and sixth grades accounted for the majority, which lowered the overall quality of the soul refining pills, overall it was still a good harvest.
After all, the five seventh-grade soul-refining pills that were produced are at least several times stronger than the fifteen ordinary soul-refining pills that were obtained when refining the black girl just now, both in quantity and quality.
"It's much worse than Cui Zhou's spiritual origin, but Lai Hao can be considered a great harvest!"
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction.
After all, the ferocious beasts in the martial arts secret realm are all false kings, and the source of the soul is naturally not as powerful as the real king, but being able to produce five seventh-grade soul refining golden elixirs is considered very good.
What's more, isn't there a genuine human king-level soul origin next to him? Yang Fan glanced at Bai Jiarong and was not worried at all.
Bai Jiarong's mood had gradually returned to normality. After all, he had already put his life and death aside, so being tricked by his master didn't seem to be a big deal.
However, when he sensed Yang Fan's greedy eyes towards him, he couldn't help but shudder.
besides.
Bai Jiarong opened his mouth in surprise when he saw a dense pile of soul refining pills and even a few soul refining pills floating in front of Yang Fan.
How could there be so many
Isn't it that the soul refiner's elixir production rate is notoriously low? According to legend, even the top king-level soul refiner can only produce at most the soul of a top-level beast king. There are anywhere from ten to twenty pills, and there is no guarantee that a soul-refining golden pill will appear.
Ordinary master-level soul refiners often even have zero elixir production rate.
Therefore, the number of soul refining pills will always be extremely rare, and the major chambers of commerce in major cities will always have high prices and low supply, and demand will exceed supply.
But now, it's right in front of him.
Yang Fan only refined the divine soul of a false king, and not only refined five seventh-grade soul-refining golden pills, but he also refined forty-two other high-grade soul-refining pills.
Such a rate of elixir production is simply unheard of!
In fact, not only is the elixir production rate extremely high, but also his elixir refining speed. When he was refining the female orangutan, and when he was refining this male orangutan, it seemed that they were all done in seconds, right
Bai Jiarong felt that he was just distracted for a moment, not even three or two seconds before and after, what was originally a good soul source, directly turned into a round golden pill.
Where the hell is this reasoning
Isn't it to say that the refining process of soul refining pills is extremely cumbersome, and every soul refiner consumes a lot of energy when refining all levels of soul materials, and it often takes one or even two days to complete the pill
The young man in front of Wei Mao had completely refined the soul of a false king in just the blink of an eye, and there was no trace of signs of mental exhaustion or mental exhaustion.
It feels like just raising your hand is as simple as drinking a glass of cold water!
"Could it be that I was deceived? All the soul refiners I met before were all deliberately acting out with me?"
Bai Jiarong began to have some self-doubt, feeling that all the soul refiners he had met before were all liars
"No, no, no, it can't be a liar!" Bai Jiarong quickly denied himself: "Even if their methods are extremely clever and they can deceive me, they absolutely cannot deceive the master. Except for the three emperors, No one can play tricks under the eyes of a peak emperor."
"Since those soul refiners are not liars, there can only be one most likely reason."
Bai Jiarong glanced at Yang Fan in disbelief: "That is, the talent and skill level of the young man in front of me in the profession of soul refiner have reached the level of an inhuman monster."
It is simply impossible for a normal person to refine so many soul refining pills in such a short period of time!
"Could it be another illusion?"
Bai Jiarong's eyes were fixed on the pile of pills that Yang Fan had collected in his hands, and he began to comfort himself. It seemed that only by thinking this way could he feel better.
Yang Fan glanced at Bai Jiarong and saw that the girl seemed to be frightened, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
I thought he really had a transcendental enlightenment at the critical moment of life and death, but I didn't expect that his psychological quality was still so bad.
With a flip of his hand, he put all the soul refining pills in front of him into the storage space.
Then, with a thought from Yang Fan, a pavilion, a set of tables and chairs, and a tea set suddenly appeared on the beach at his feet.
The teapot was boiling and the aroma of tea overflowed. Yang Fan stretched out his hand to invite Bai Jiarong to sit down, then picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea for himself and Bai Jiarong respectively.
Bai Jiarong was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that after Yang Fan refined the two chimpanzees, he didn't directly attack him, and even showed such a polite gesture.
what the hell
Without much hesitation, Bai Jiarong bent over and sat down opposite Yang Fan.
The stone tables and benches are hard and cold to the touch, and there is nothing unreal or unreal about them.
There was also a teacup on the table, and the tea in the cup was steaming and fragrant. He picked up the teacup and put it to his nose. Not only was the aroma stronger, there was even a trace of water vapor gathering in front of his eyes.
Bai Jiarong couldn't help but sigh softly: "My little friend's illusion formation realm has definitely reached the Dacheng realm. It's really admirable!"
"Just call me Yang Fan."
Yang Fan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, with a smile on his face. He also felt that his level of magic array was getting higher and higher, and dreams and reality seemed to be confused with reality.
"Yang Fan!"
Bai Jiarong repeated Yang Fan's name and nodded solemnly, as if he wanted to imprint the name in his heart.
"We are all from the human race. No matter what grudges we have before, I think we should all give Mr. Bai and Senior Bai the due respect."
Yang Fan looked at Bai Jiarong with a smile. The grudges after death were gone. Yang Fan felt that he was still very graceful when treating a dead person.
"So, if you have anything to say, I hope Senior Bai will stop hiding it deliberately. It's better for all of us to be honest with each other, what do you think?"
Bai Jiarong nodded silently.
The chicken has been killed, the monkey has also been killed, and Yang Fan has shown him the means that should be shown. Now, besides cooperating obediently, does he have any other choice
Now, Yang Fan is willing to talk to him properly and give him the last courtesy and respect.
If he continues to be ignorant and disobey Yang Fan, then he will inevitably repeat the old path of the two previous chimpanzees.
He was tortured to death.
He died peacefully and dignifiedly.
Bai Jiarong is naturally willing to choose the latter.
"You ask, I tell." Bai Jiarong looked at Yang Fan indifferently: "I just hope that I can give Bai a happy death later."
Yang Fan glanced at Bai Jiarong dissatisfied. This old man seemed open and bright, but in fact he was still a little dishonest.
"It doesn't make sense for Senior Bai to say that." Yang Fan said bluntly: "Senior Bai should know what I want to know."
Bai Jiarong nodded slightly: "Indeed, for my little friend, I seem to have only this value of existence."
"But little friend, you can rest assured. My master is not strong enough to penetrate the secret realm of martial arts. Let alone the master, even the three emperors cannot do it."
"So, in this secret realm, even if you are at the peak of the king level, you are dead if you die. As long as everything is clean from beginning to end, no one can trace the source and find the real murderer."
"Otherwise, the secret realm of martial arts will be called a lawless place and the cemetery of kings. Once every ten years, not a few human kings and monster kings die here."
People die for wealth, and birds are kings of food.
If they weren't greedy for the unique opportunities to become emperors hidden in the secret realm of martial arts, there wouldn't be so many king-level experts who would still rush to get into it, knowing that they were in danger of perishing.
Bai Jiarong's current end is actually his own fault and he cannot blame anyone else.
(End of chapter)