Everyone was skeptical, but after being strongly recommended by the two ancient gods, they finally dispelled their doubts. Especially after learning that the other party was proficient in the art of formations and alchemy, their faces changed instantly.
Their initial suspicion and vigilance turned into final flattery. Moreover, the fragrance of the elixir Feng Qingyang had given them before had not yet dissipated from the air, making them even more convinced.
“Brother Feng, you have been able to cultivate to such a level despite being without any sect or school. We admire you. Now that you have joined our Shinto Sect, it will be just a matter of time before you can break through to become a god.”
Feng Qingyang didn't say anything, but just looked at everyone meaningfully. This was exactly the result he wanted, only in this way could he attract Pangu's attention.
Moreover, Nangong Zheng has a sore throat now, and he must be feeling lonely and doesn't want to see anyone. It's just right for me to choose to enter at this time.
Moreover, Nangong Zheng would definitely accept him as his disciple due to his aptitude and knowledge of formations and alchemy. In this way, he would have enough time to meet Pangu.
His eyes rolled and he came up with a plan in an instant. He thought, this is his first time entering the Supreme God Realm. Although he doesn't want to cause trouble, trouble has already come to him. Too many lice won't itch. Even if he is discovered, the worst that can happen is that he can activate the power of his flame meridians and run away.
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At this time, in the cave of Alchemy Peak, Nangong was sitting on a cushion with a gloomy expression. In front of him was a purple-gold alchemy furnace that was about to explode.
The thing that Feng Qingyang had refined was destroyed after he came back. The sight of the thing reminded him of his father. His only offspring became food for others due to his own mistake. What's even more ridiculous is that he gave up everything to benefit others.
This is undoubtedly a huge joke. Thinking of this, Nangong Zheng grinned miserably. In the dim cave, the smile seemed particularly creepy. If someone saw it, they would definitely feel goosebumps all over their body, their backs would feel cold, and their souls would tremble.
"My son died so tragically, Feng Qingyang, I will definitely kill you." He was extremely calm, and the pain of losing his son seemed to be released after he said this.
If Feng Qingyang saw this now, he would definitely want to kill him. Only people like this are the most feared. There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.
Ke Xin was not dead yet. The extremely strong sorrow turned into a kind of hideousness that made people shudder, even to the point of being daunting.
"Feng Qingyang!" Nangong Zheng grinned and sacrificed a scarlet bullet. This pill didn't look special, but the aura it released was so strange that it even went against the rules of Shinto.
However, it is undeniable that the energy contained in it is also extremely powerful. Even Feng Qingyang would be shocked when he saw it, because he was somewhat familiar with the aura of this pill.
Holding the pill, Nangong Zheng was obviously still a little hesitant. Finally, he tilted his head back and swallowed it. Almost at the moment he swallowed it, the entire Medicine Refining Peak changed instantly.
The originally abundant medicinal fragrance disappeared in an instant, replaced by a chill. It seemed that there was no obvious change. However, whenever an ancient god passed by this place, he would shudder involuntarily, and then look at the medicine refining peak with fear and trepidation, and quicken his pace to leave.
Feng Qingyang arrived at a very fast speed. Perhaps because he felt Lian Yaozong's loneliness, the Criminal Law Elder did not make things difficult for him again. Moreover, when Feng Qingyang explained his purpose, the other party nodded repeatedly and shouted "good".
Originally, he thought that entering these sects would at least involve some tests like passing five levels and killing six generals, but who knew it would be so smooth. If he had known earlier, he would have come here on his own.
On the one hand, he was sighing to himself, and on the other hand, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the two magic pills he had lost before. If he had come here, the pills would probably still be in his hands.
"Forget it, there are gains and losses. I just came here to find Pangu." Feng Qingyang sighed, then looked up at the mountains in front of him that reached into the sky.
This was not the first time he had come here. Although the previous time was nothing, he was still not unfamiliar with this place or completely in the dark.
"Here, could it be that..." Feng Qingyang's pupils shrank imperceptibly. If he hadn't discovered it at the beginning, then now he would have felt the abnormality here.
Gloomy, cold, with gusts of chilly wind, the seemingly peaceful Medicine Refining Peak has now turned into a purgatory on earth that seems to stand between heaven and earth.
"Have you changed, or has this place always been like this?" Feng Qingyang thought to himself, and after a moment's hesitation, he finally took a step forward and walked into the Medicine Refining Peak. At that moment, he clearly felt a gust of cold wind blowing through his skin. It was an indescribable feeling that made his whole body go hairy.
Walking here, looking at the flower garden that was blooming brightly but lifeless, the paleness and weirdness stimulated his sensitive nerves all the time.
Feng Qingyang secretly clenched his fists. He had a feeling that the Medicine Refining Peak at this moment was like an awakened ferocious beast, opening its mouth wide, waiting for him to enter.
Coming here, Feng Qingyang has abandoned everything. No matter life or death, he has to enter here, because this is not only his only amulet to confuse others, but more importantly, he saw a trace of devil's breath here.
"Is it really a demon?" Feng Qingyang thought to himself. As soon as the word "demon" came out, the nine-level immortal palace in his dantian suddenly became active, as if a dark aura was about to spread from it.
His fate changed, and the seven colors that were originally emitted were completely integrated into the darkness under the impact of it. For the first time, his seven colors were different from the seven colors of the real generals of the Dayu Divine Dynasty.
His demon was not the kind that killed innocent people, raped and looted. His demon was the best demon in the world, a demon that belonged to Tao. But now, he was here and felt the presence of the Yin demon.
This was not the real Yin Demon, but just a trace of its breath. The Yin Demon was also created out of thin air in his memory. He knew that in the Supreme God Realm, besides the Divine Way, there must be other ways, such as the Demonic Way.
This way lasts forever. Although it is not as vast as the Shinto way, its uniqueness still allows it to last forever.
"If it really is the breath of the Yin Demon, then I'd like to see which senior is suppressed in the Supreme Divine Realm." Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, walked forward, stepped through the Hundred Flowers Garden, and in the blink of an eye he completely disappeared from the Medicine Refining Peak.
His entry was like a wave, and no one noticed it. However, what he didn't know was that the moment he entered, there was a pair of cold eyes somewhere, staring at him intently.