Wang Feng felt very nervous, fearing that he would miss this huge blessing.
It's just that the more nervous he is, the less he can remember things, which leads to confusion in his memory.
"You must calm down." Talking to himself forcefully, Wang Feng quickly adjusted his mood. He must guard his mind at the critical moment, otherwise the good fortune this time would have to drift away from his eyes.
Thinking of what he has to do in the future and his relatives on earth, Wang Feng's nervous heart is quickly becoming calmer.
The consequence of this is that he is quickly memorizing the legacy of this old man.
This is a blessing that helps Wang Feng become a top alchemist. He must not miss it.
Wang Feng's own alchemy level was only the sixth level, that is, the alchemy master, but under the imprint of this memory, he instantly became the seventh level alchemy master.
The memory was lost quickly. At this moment, Wang Feng's Sky Eye was used to the extreme. At the same time, his soul seemed to be on fire. Everything was functioning to the extreme. Wang Feng was rapidly improving his alchemy level.
This is something directly imprinted in the memory. As long as Wang Feng's soul power is strong enough, he can refine more advanced elixirs.
The seventh-level alchemy masters are forming rapidly, and Wang Feng is still moving towards the eighth-level alchemy master. At first, the old guy Liu Yidao's alchemy level was estimated to be at the ninth level. Now Wang Feng can quickly catch up. Fuck him.
If the old guy Liu Yidao was still awake now, he would probably jump ten feet high.
Half a minute later, Wang Feng became an eighth-level alchemist as he wished, and his alchemy level improved by a whole level.
This completely relies on his Heavenly Eye. Without the Heavenly Eye, it is estimated that the benefits Wang Feng can get from this inheritance will not be too obvious.
This inheritance was completely prepared for him. After reaching the eighth-level alchemy level, Wang Feng began to understand the memory imprint of the ninth-level alchemist.
It's just that the later it goes, the more difficult it becomes for Wang Feng to understand, because the memory becomes more and more obscure later, just like practicing, it becomes more and more difficult the further it goes.
But this is not a problem for Wang Feng. The Sky Eye is helping him at the moment, so let alone it being obscure, even if Wang Feng cannot remember it at all, he still has to grit his teeth and remember it.
"Ninth-grade alchemist, here I come!"
Wang Feng made a sound in his heart that only he could hear. At this moment, the inheritance of the ninth-grade alchemist began.
Sweat broke out on his forehead. At this moment, Wang Feng felt as if his head had become a river. The river was rushing through his head quickly, trying to intercept all these things. , not that easy.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but Wang Feng’s branding of the ninth-grade alchemist was finally completed.
But the end result was that his whole body was wet with sweat, and his head was dizzy one after another. He was approaching the limit of memory capacity.
The memory imprint of the ninth-level alchemist is completed, and the next step is the tenth-level alchemy. The elixir refined by the tenth-level alchemist can be called a magic pill. This shows how difficult it is to become a tenth-level alchemist.
But now becoming a tenth-grade alchemist for Wang Feng is just a matter of merging memories. As long as he can imprint the brand, he will be a genuine tenth-grade alchemist.
The opportunity is there, it depends on whether Wang Feng can realize it.
"boom!"
Before the inheritance had even begun, a huge roar erupted in Wang Feng's mind. At this moment, Wang Feng felt his eyes go dark and almost fainted on the ground.
This is a sign that his memory has been integrated to the limit and he can no longer hold on.
It's just that it's now time, even Wang Feng, the ultimate king, has to break through because he wants to move to a higher level.
Although the improvement of his alchemy level cannot instantly raise his realm, as long as he can refine more advanced elixirs, why worry about not being able to improve his strength
The memory inheritance of the tenth-grade alchemy level finally started, without considering whether Wang Feng could bear it.
The eyes of the sky opened, and Wang Feng's soul power was driven to the extreme. He forcibly controlled himself to accept these precious memories.
But the more he tried to control it, the more he felt out of control. In the end, his breathing became rapid, and he felt as if his head had become a barrel of explosives and might explode at any time.
His eyes were red and his body was trembling. At this moment, Wang Feng was in incomparable pain. This was pain from his soul, which was many times worse than the pain of his physical body.
Pain is secondary, the key is that now Wang Feng cannot clearly imprint all these memories.
One after another figures of close people floated before his eyes, and finally the scene before Wang Feng's eyes was fixed on the scene when he left the earth.
He said at the beginning that he would return to the earth within ten years. Now it has been almost six years since he entered the heaven, and the ten-year appointment is very close.
This is a great opportunity right now. It would be a great regret if we miss it like this.
So pain is pain, and Wang Feng is still trying his best to imprint these memories.
About two minutes passed, and a complete memory was imprinted in Wang Feng's mind. It belonged to a tenth-grade alchemist.
Now Wang Feng has become a genuine tenth-grade alchemist.
call…
Wang Feng let out a long breath and felt a little relieved. The tenth-level alchemy master was already an amazing achievement for the entire Zhongsan Santian, because in an environment where alchemists were rare, there were even fewer tenth-level alchemy masters. And little.
Wang Feng is the only tenth-level alchemist in the Tianxu Realm in the entire Zhongsan Santian.
Before he could catch his breath, another huge roar sounded in his head. At this moment, the inherited memory of the eleventh-level alchemist came.
It was already extremely difficult to withstand the huge pressure and fuse the memories of a tenth-grade alchemist, but now Wang Feng had to deal with another bombardment of memories without even having time to rest.
If Wang Feng hadn't died once before and experienced many hardships, he might not have been able to hold on just now.
Now he felt as if his whole body was about to collapse.
Clenching his teeth, blood flowed from the corner of Wang Feng's mouth. He bit his lip at this moment and forced himself to accept the memory of this eleventh-level alchemist.
All the credit of others will now be passed on to himself, so it would be a pity if Wang Feng could not resist.
The roar in his head continued, and Wang Feng was quickly integrating these memories into his own.
But during the fusion process, Wang Feng opened his mouth and sprayed blood several times, and he could no longer hold on.
It's like thousands of knives stirring in his head. Memory imprint is a good thing, but because Wang Feng's own cultivation is still shallow, he is now operating his body beyond his own limits.
Plop.
The great pain from his head caused Wang Feng to kneel on the ground in an instant. At this moment, blood continued to drip down the corners of his mouth. He was now deaf in all seven orifices as he tried to merge his memories.
All he could feel was the roar in his head, like the sound of thunder, which confused his consciousness.
Just when Wang Feng was about to give up, suddenly, the majestic soul power that Senior Brother Du Shi had sealed in his mind began to explode.
It was like the long-dry land was moistened by heavy rain. At this moment, Wang Feng's condition was rapidly improving, and he began to grasp things that he couldn't grasp. He was quickly writing down all the memory imprints.
About half an hour later, the memory imprint of the eleventh-level alchemist was finally successfully imprinted into his own soul. At this moment, Wang Feng had become an eleventh-level alchemist.
Although he has never refined such an elixir, he already knows how to do it. As long as he is given the medicinal materials and the elixir cauldron, he can start refining it now.
In order to obtain these precious memories, Wang Feng had to work harder than in successive battles. Fortunately, he had the soul that his senior brother Du Shi had sealed in his sea of consciousness.
Otherwise, Wang Feng would never be able to imprint the memory of this eleventh-grade alchemist.
I thought that entering this ancient tomb would improve my strength, but now it seems that what Wang Feng got is completely different from what he thought when he entered.
The memory imprint of the eleventh-level alchemist is over, and next is the memory of the twelve-level alchemist, that is, the divine alchemist.
But when this impact came, Wang Feng felt that his vision went dark, as if thousands of troops were galloping in. Under such an impact, not to mention being branded, Wang Feng could only maintain some consciousness. It is already very difficult.
In the end, the memory of the twelfth-grade divine refiner unfortunately passed through Wang Feng's mind. Wang Feng could not capture anything. Of course, although the memory was lost, Wang Feng still captured some fragmented memories. These should be This is the key to him becoming a divine refiner from now on.
In Zhongtian, eleventh-level alchemists are already legendary. As for twelve-level divine alchemists, they are probably even rarer. Wang Feng has never even heard of such a level.
This inheritance ended like this. Wang Feng risked his head to explode and understood the true meaning of an eleventh-level alchemist. Now he can be called an eleventh-level alchemist. Such a level is rare among the three middle schools.
At least Wang Feng has never seen an alchemist of this level before. Even the old guy Liu Yidao is only at the ninth level.
It was a pity not to become a divine alchemist, but Wang Feng was very satisfied to be able to become an eleventh-level alchemist, because he never thought that he could reach such a level in such a short period of time.
This has far exceeded his expectations. If compared with the benefits, this may be greater than his improvement in strength.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Wang Feng carefully sorted out his memory, then took a deep breath and stood up.
The inheritance here should be the memory of this alchemist, which is very precious. Now that the memory of Wang Feng has been 90% melted, the memory of the divine alchemist has been lost.
So there shouldn't be anything valuable here worthy of Wang Feng's exploration.
In fact, this was indeed the case. Wang Feng wandered around here for a while, but apart from finding some slightly effective elixirs, he found nothing more.
One day was still long, so Wang Feng finally took away all the elixirs here. Anyway, he would never come to this place again, so now he took as much as he could while he had time.
It took him half a day before Wang Feng was satisfied with the change.
Through the whirlpool in mid-air, Wang Feng finally appeared on the huge square.
The nine pillars are still there, and the middle-aged man who walked out of the stone is also there, but he is not standing at this moment. He is floating in the air. Nine rays of light are rising from each pillar at this moment. Connected to this middle-aged man.
This was an astonishing scene that left Wang Feng stunned.