Feng Yi naturally understood what Uncle Luo Fei meant. Even though the alchemists in Huajian City were selfless now, it was because this was a critical moment of life and death. Once they were safe, people's desires and greed would increase exponentially. At that time, Feng Yi's recipe would naturally spread.

But Feng Yi didn't care about these things at all. He originally planned to give the pill formula to the sect. He was not short of spirit stones like someone else, so there was no need to guard the pill formula and sell it exclusively. Besides, Xiao Huan would give him more than just one or two pill formulas in the future.

Feng Yi directly bowed and said: "In such a critical moment of life and death, how can I hide my secrets!"

Although he doesn't care, Feng Yi is still very happy to do things that make himself look good!

Uncle Luo was indeed deeply moved upon hearing this, but this was no time for pretentiousness. He immediately shouted, "Those of you who are refining Spiritual Qi Pills, Blood Qi Pills, and Warming Spirit Pills, please stop for a moment! This friend Feng Yi from the Luming Sect has improved three pill recipes. The efficacy of these three pills can be increased by 10%!"

Hearing Uncle Luo Fei's words, many alchemists were shocked. How could it be possible! The three basic pill recipes that had been passed down for nearly ten thousand years actually had room for improvement!

But no one jumped out to question it. At this time, who would be crazy enough to jump out? We will know after trying it later!

Besides, he has Luo Fei of the Luo family to endorse him, and he has a big sect like Lu Ming Sect as his backer. Who would come out to go against Feng Yi for no reason? So although everyone was very surprised, they all started to learn the new pill formula, and the pill fire in their hands immediately rose up.

Feng Yi also found a furnace in a corner. The moment he lit the fire, Xiao Huan's voice rang in his mind: "We have detected that the host is participating in a major event in this world. We have granted the host three temporary skills. The first is concentration, which can enhance the host's focus and improve the speed and quality of pill refining; the second is rapid recovery of spiritual power; and the third is rapid recovery of soul power! Come on, dear Feng Yi, I wish you a smooth journey through the beast tide in Huajian City. When the time comes, this system will give you a super big surprise!"

Feng Yi was immediately delighted. This way, the output of pills would be of better quality and quantity. As a fifth-grade alchemist, he would naturally refine fifth-grade pills, which would be just right for the Spirit King to use. If the stronger ones were injured, Uncle Luo Fei and those great alchemists would naturally provide a backup.

At this time on the battlefield, the earth had already been dyed red with blood, and even the sky was dotted with flying broken arms and legs and exploding blood mist, forming a bloody picture. Countless monks did not even have the chance to retreat to the city, and remained forever on this land fifty miles away from Huajian City.

Ye Ming was fighting a sword spirit tiger with the strength of a peak spirit king. The sword spirit tiger not only had strong attack power, but also had an extremely flexible body. Generally, human cultivators were unwilling to fight with it. Ye Ming took the initiative to choose this opponent, which greatly reduced the pressure on the cultivators of Huajian City.

Ye Ming took out the mysterious spear he got in the Netherworld and started practicing the spear technique. There were not many people who practiced spear in the Huangxuan Continent, but his father told him that he must practice spear since he was a child, and gave him a set of exquisite spear skills, but he refused to reveal too much to him. Later, Ye Ming realized that this should be the spear technique of his mother's family.

He must survive this beast tide. He wants to take Feng Yi to find his mother. Maybe his father is also there. He must rescue his father and mother!

Ye Ming's eyes were burning with fire, and his attacks became more and more fierce. The air was filled with the sound of explosions caused by the spiritual energy compressed to the extreme, which disturbed the Sword Spirit Tiger and made it shake its head frequently. Finally, Ye Ming seized an opportunity. A black light flashed in his sleeve, and Xiao Mo flew out, biting the Sword Spirit Tiger's throat in an instant!

The Sword Spirit Tiger was horrified and immediately summoned up its powerful spiritual energy to resist the sneak attack. However, it could stop Xiao Mo, but it could not stop Ye Ming who was watching it covetously from the side!

Xiao Mo bit through his defensive spiritual shield, and Ye Ming stretched out his spear, dodging the saber-toothed tiger's claws and hitting its throat. The exploding spiritual energy rumbled in the saber-toothed tiger's body. The spear tip came out, blood exploded, and the saber-toothed tiger fell heavily with unwilling eyes, stirring up a puff of yellow smoke.

At this time, the more efficient we are in killing the enemies, the more cultivators of our human race will survive. All the talk of gentlemanly righteousness and uprightness is bullshit. Immortality is the right way!

Ye Ming collected the body of the Sword Spirit Tiger. The man and the snake ate a spiritual energy pill given by Feng Yi, and then rushed to the next battlefield. A cultivator in the early stage of the Spirit King was forced to confront a spotted snake in the middle stage of the Spirit King. Ye Ming and Xiao Mo had to hurry to save him!

Xiao Mo thought about the huge body of the spotted snake and wondered how it would taste. Xiao Mo couldn't help but spit out the scarlet snake tongue. He was really looking forward to it!

Time flies. The war has been going on for half a day. Monks keep returning to the city to recover from their injuries. Everyone also knows that an alchemist named Feng Yi has improved the recipe of basic elixir.

This gave many cultivators some hope of victory. You know, the top combat power of the human race has never been weaker than that of the beast race. It was because the spiritual energy of the low-level cultivators could not compete with the beast race that the previous beast tide caused heavy casualties.

The monks recovered their spirits and wounds, their hearts filled with hope! With upgraded elixirs this time, they could give it a try! Defeat even more of the beast tribe's vital forces! They could definitely protect Huajian City for a thousand years!

In the alchemy room, many alchemists were also shocked by Feng Yi's amazing efficiency! There was actually someone who could make a pill with a success rate of over 90% every time, and even every pill was of high quality. This was too abnormal!

And wouldn't he even get tired? He's been refining the elixir for half a day, at such a high intensity, and he hasn't even blinked. What a speechless pervert!

This also made those who coveted the pill formula give up some of their thoughts. This guy will definitely be a great alchemist in the future. For some interests that may not belong to them, offending a great alchemist who has the support of Lu Ming Sect, the pros and cons should be weighed!

Uncle Luo Fei was a little anxious when he saw Feng Yi tirelessly refining the elixir. However, when he saw Feng Yi actually looked up and smiled at him in between refining the elixir, he was completely relieved!

He still had enough energy to sense his surroundings. It seemed that this young man Feng Yi was really extraordinary. No wonder he was able to cure the strange poison in Heng'er.

At this moment, Feng Yi felt that he had entered a state of no thoughts and no ideas. Alchemy was the only thing in his eyes and mind. He had been concentrating on improving his strength before, but he forgot that alchemy was the real skill that Feng Yi needed to survive!

Today, after devoting himself to alchemy, he discovered the magic of it. Just the power of the soul, if he practices more in the future, he will not be much weaker than those geniuses. Feng Yi only felt that he seemed to have touched a layer of barrier, which seemed to be there and not there, as if he could break through it at any time, but also as if he would never be able to touch it in his entire life.

Is this the barrier between fifth-grade and sixth-grade alchemists?