500: C500 Tuo Bang City

C500 Tuo Bang City

As a result, there weren't many people looking for Feng Yimo to concoct pills. This made him take a deep breath. He didn't need to be so tired anymore.

When the man saw Feng Yimo looking at him, he quickly avoided Feng Yimo's gaze and looked elsewhere. His actions reminded Feng Yimo of Lin Xin, the direct descendant of the Lin Family of Medicine King Valley. Could it be that this man was also closely related to the Li family?

Feng Yimo smiled indifferently. He stood up and walked towards the cultivator who was in dire straits.

Seeing this, the cultivator immediately turned around and hurried out of the city.

After leaving the city, Feng Yimo stopped the man and smiled. "You followed me for more than ten thousand miles. Is there anything I can help you with?"

The man was stunned. He thought Feng Yimo was here to interrogate him, but he did not expect Feng Yimo to talk nicely. He avoided Feng Yimo's eyes and hesitated for a long time. He did not say anything for a long time. Finally, under Feng Yimo's burning gaze, he took out a broken piece of paper from his pocket and said, "Master, I, I don't have any herbs. I only have this one. I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want, I want..."

This man was a stutter. After talking for a long time, his face turned red, but he didn't say what he wanted. Feng Yimo took the old piece of paper. When he saw the words on it, he was stunned.

This was a piece of paper that recorded the pill formula. He had read a lot of books and knew more than ten thousand pill formulas, but he had never seen this pill formula called "Three Revolutions Ghost Pill." When he finished reading it carefully, he was so shocked that he could not speak.

This Three Revolutions Ghost Pill turned all three of a person's souls into ghosts, turning them into ghosts. They could enter and leave Netherworld without being affected!

This kind of pill was simply unheard of!

"You want me to refine the spiritual pill for you?" Feng Yimo asked.

The man nodded. "Yes, yes! "But I, I don't have the herbs and herbs required."

Feng Yimo smiled and said, "Don't say you don't have them. I only have a few of them. What do you want this pill for? " This man was merely a Golden Core Early Period warrior. With his current cultivation base, even if he turned all three of his Yang Souls into Yin Souls, he wouldn't be able to enter the Netherworld. In the Netherworld, danger lurked everywhere. All ghosts devoured each other and advanced. It was like the strong preyed on the weak, and they didn't differentiate between friend and foe!

The man's expression darkened. He sighed and said with a bitter expression, "My wife died two years ago. I, I preserved her body. I plan to go to the Netherworld and find her soul and bring her back to life!"

Feng Yimo was stunned by his words. A Golden Core Cultivator actually wanted to break into the Netherworld to save his wife who entered reincarnation. How much courage and determination did this require? Even he did not have the courage to do so. A sense of admiration rose in his heart, and he said, "I admire you very much, but the materials required for this Three Revolutions Ghost Pill are extremely rare. Even if I want to help you, I can't help you. I'm sorry!"

When the middle-aged cultivator heard this, his expression darkened. He was extremely disappointed as he muttered, "Master, you are the most powerful alchemist I have ever met. After going through a few places with you, I found that there aren't any spirit pills that can stump you. Moreover, you are kind and warm, unlike other pill refining masters who have eyes on their foreheads. That's why this junior has the face to beg you. I hope that you can help me. I beg you!"

After he finished speaking, he knelt in front of Feng Yimo and kept kowtowing. Those words just now were very fluent and he did not stutter.

Feng Yimo sighed and helped him up. He said, "I'm sorry. I can't help you. A clever woman can't cook without rice. Without the spiritual herbs inside, just alchemy can't refine spiritual pills."

The middle-aged cultivator knelt down again and begged, "Master, you, you are a master of alchemy. You must have a way. "If you, you help me refine the Three Revolutions Ghost Pill, I will tell you the place where I got this pill formula! "You have walked through so many places and refined countless high-grade spirit pills. You must be thinking of obtaining more pill formulas. "If that place can have a pill formula, then there should be even more pill formulas!"

Feng Yimo's heart stirred. He had originally guessed that this strange pill formula should come from the 'Shennong Script'. It was just that there was no connection between the front and the back, so he was unable to confirm it.

His original intention was to inquire about the origin of this pill formula. However, this person said that he could only tell the location after refining the Three Revolutions Ghost Pill. The key was that he only had a few of the twenty or so ingredients needed to refine this pill. If he wanted to gather all of them, it would be extremely difficult.

What should he do?

If he forcefully captured this person and interrogated him about the origin of the pill formula, it would be against Feng Yimo's heart. But where would he get the ingredients for the Three Revolutions Ghost Pill?

Seeing that the middle-aged man was still kowtowing, Feng Yimo waved his hand and lifted him up. "If you want to refine the Three Revolutions Ghost Pill, you must first get the ingredients. Give me some time and I will think of a way."

"Thank you, thank you, Master!" The middle-aged man was overjoyed and could not help but thank him.

However, there were only a few cultivators in the Langlou Kingdom, and their rank was also low. There were no large spirit medicine shops, so Feng Yimo decided to go to the biggest Hua La Kingdom in the nearby Cultivation Country. It was the Second Grade Cultivation Country, and the capital city TuoBang City had a population of millions.

After finishing the pill concoction, Feng Yimo took Ah Lee and the middle-aged cultivator and left the Langlou Kingdom, heading straight for Hua Ci Kingdom, which was more than ten thousand miles away.

A few days later, Feng Yimo and the other two men appeared outside Ta Bang City. From the outside, one temple after another seemed to be made up of countless magnificent temples. The atmosphere of incense was everywhere, and even the city gate was built like a temple gate. It seemed that Hua Ci Kingdom attached great importance to Budda Cultivator.

When they entered the city, the streets, shops, and small merchants sold most of the temple's items, such as wooden fish, cattail hassocks, monk robes, incense candles, Buddha beads, and some scriptures. It seemed to be very prosperous.

Regardless of whether they were walking or selling, they were all holding Buddha beads in their hands and chanting scriptures as they walked. They were very devout.

Feng Yimo came to the largest spiritual medicine store, the Ji Clan Hall. He passed the list of spiritual medicines he needed to purchase to the shop assistant and said, "I'll have to trouble you to take a look at the spiritual medicines on this list. How much can you gather here?"1

On the way here, Feng Yimo took the time to thoroughly organize all the spirit medicines in the medicinal Sumeru Bracelets, and found a few more ingredients required for the pill formula. Only the Purple Nether Lotus, Profound Yin Insect, Syndicate Grass, and more than a dozen other ingredients were left.

After the shop assistant bowed, he took the list and looked at it. He revealed a shocked expression. There were some things on this list that he knew, but each of them were expensive. There were also more than ten other types that he did not know at all. He hurriedly took the list and found the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was an old man in his 70s. After seeing the list, he hurriedly walked out and discovered that the young man in front of him had an aura that was deep like an ocean. He was shocked and went forward to bow. "Greetings, Senior. Please have a seat inside. This junior will also prepare a seat for Senior."

Feng Yimo nodded and led Ah Lee and the middle-aged cultivator into the inner hall with the shopkeeper. The waiter was stunned for a long time before he realized that the guest who was about the same age as him was a Nascent Infant old monster.

When they arrived at the inner hall, the shopkeeper ordered someone to brew a spiritual tea. He looked at the list seriously and bowed. "Senior," the shopkeeper said. "The ingredients are too rare. There are only two or three types of ingredients in the store.

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