Chapter 216: Breaking through the Gates in the Inheritance Hall

Chapter 216

Feng Ming suddenly discovered that these inheritance halls were similar to the Medicine Hall, Array Hall, Instrument Hall, and Talisman Hall outside.

Could it be that the existence of the Medicine Hall and Halls outside came from this Tianluo Secret Realm?

Feng Ming asked curiously, "Does it have anything to do with the medicine hall outside?"

"Huh?" Wu Liyan patted her forehead when she heard Feng Ming's question. She always felt that Feng Ming's thoughts were deviating from the main topic. "It is somewhat related, but Feng Ming, you should be concerned about entering the medicine hall and passing the levels. The more levels you can pass, the higher the inheritance you may get. At the same time, each challenger can bring a guard in. As for you, just let Bai Qiaomo follow you. You know, the contracted beast does not count."

Feng Ming nodded: "I know, don't worry, Sister Yan, I will definitely pass the levels well. With Brother Bai with me, no one can stop us."

"Puff." Someone next to him laughed.

Feng Ming glared at the man angrily. When he saw the man's clothes, he knew he was a disciple of Shengyuan Sect: "Is what I said funny? Are all disciples of Shengyuan Sect so disrespectful?"

The disciple of Shengyuan Sect laughed on purpose and retorted: "How can you, a Yuanye Realm early stage person, be so arrogant and make others laugh at you?" Feng Ming

angrily said: "Which hall do you want to break into? It won't be the Medicine Hall, right? If you don't believe me, let's have a competition to see who can break into the gate more easily. Moreover, the loser should shout to everyone, "I lost to Feng Ming, do you dare?"

There were cultivators from other forces nearby, who saw the excitement and said, "He is the Shengyuan Sect's pharmacist, Cheng Chaozhe, do you dare to compete with him? Feng Lian Pharmacist has even challenged you."

It turned out that this person was called Cheng Chaozhe. Sorry, Feng Ming couldn't name most of the people here except the Dongmu Dynasty, and was very unfamiliar with them.

In Shengyuan Sect, he only knew Zuo Wenfu, who was not outside now, and was probably trying to pass the gates in the Medicine Hall. He didn't know how many gates he had passed.

Feng Ming suddenly remembered and turned to ask Wu Liyan: "Sister Yan, how many levels are there in the Medicine Hall?"

Wu Liyan slapped her forehead and forgot to tell Feng Ming, and quickly replied: "A total of ten levels."

Feng Ming rubbed his hands and said: "Well, let's see who can get to the tenth level first. Those who don't dare can just admit defeat."

The little yellow chicken stood on Feng Ming's head and flapped its tender little wings, as if performing a live performance of rubbing fists and cheering for its master.

The master and pet had the same arrogant attitude, and Qiu Yi wanted to cover his eyes when he saw it from the side.

He knew that Feng Ming was strong, but there was no need to be so high-profile.

Well, the more high-profile Feng Ming was, the more people would doubt his level of medicine refining. Qiu Yi thought of this possibility and was really amused.

Did the Fengming family do this on purpose, or did they cause this result unintentionally?

Cheng Chaozhe was originally very angry, but when he heard Feng Ming's ambition to break through to the tenth level, he immediately laughed out loud: "Did you all hear that? Feng Ming said he wanted to break through to the tenth level. Okay, I can't compete with you, but if you Feng Ming can't break through to the tenth level, you lose no matter what. Do you admit it?"

"I, Cheng Chaozhe, didn't make such an exaggeration. I ask myself if I am good at bragging

. I, Cheng Chaozhe, lost, and I lost convincingly." "Don't think I can't see that you are making fun of me. If you have the ability, compete with me now. Come on, let's go to the medicine hall for a live competition. Brother Bai, drag him in."

Feng Ming was about to get angry. Someone dared to question his level of alchemy and thought that he only had the ability to brag. If he didn't show his ability, did everyone underestimate him, Feng Ming?

"Okay, Brother Ming, wait."

As soon as Bai Qiaomo finished speaking, he flashed out. The Shengyuan Sect disciples' eyes blurred, and before they could reach out to stop him, Cheng Chaozhe was taken out and could not resist.

Bai Qiaomo was able to turn around and bring Feng Ming with him. The three of them rushed to the Medicine Hall like the wind, and Feng Ming's cheerful voice came: "Qiu Yi, you come too, let these guys see what we can do."

Ji Yuan had no choice but to follow with Qiu Yi: "Okay, let's break into the Medicine Hall first, and then break into the Formation Hall after we get out."

"Okay."

There was another angry voice. It was the Shengyuan Sect disciple who was going to protect Cheng Chaozhe. He also ran to the Medicine Hall and cursed: "You idiot!"

In the blink of an eye, six people were missing outside the building. Everything happened so quickly.

Wu Liyan blinked. How did they run into the inheritance hall? Aren't they going to prepare a little more?

The atmosphere on the scene was a little different after the Fengming family came.

Yu Bin and several other cultivators from the Sihong Academy wanted to say hello to Bai Qiaomo Fengming and talk to him for a while.

As a result, they were stunned to see the development of the situation after they appeared, and their figures disappeared in the inheritance hall of the Medicine Hall.

They were so fast that some people on the scene could not react in time, so the square was quiet for a moment, and then they started to discuss.

"Has this guy called Feng Ming always been so arrogant? Who is he? Even the eighteenth prince of Dongmu is not like this, right?"

"No, did you just see the speed of the cultivator surnamed Bai? He snatched the person away from the hands of the disciples of Shengyuan Sect. What kind of strength does he have?"

"That was the freak who defeated Zong Yupao. He couldn't have won the championship of the martial arts without some skills."

"Can that Fenglian pharmacist really make it to the tenth level?"

"You don't really believe that guy's bragging, do you? When it comes to bragging skills, he is probably the best, no one can compare to him. Even the current sixth-grade pharmacist did not make it to the tenth level when he first entered the secret realm. Could this Feng guy be more capable than those sixth-grade pharmacists?"

Wu Liyan covered her face. It was all Feng Ming's fault for speaking in such an arrogant tone and not knowing enough about the inheritance of the Medicine Palace, so the words came out of his mouth and she didn't even have time to stop him.

She whispered to Yu Bin and the people from Sihong Academy: "Can Feng Ming really get to the tenth level?"

Yu Bin: "Well... maybe he can. Junior Brother Feng is naturally gifted in refining medicine. And although Junior Brother Feng speaks in a big tone, he has never failed to deliver in the past."

Wu Liyan thought about the things Feng Ming did after arriving in the Imperial City. At first, people would think that the two were crazy.

But in the end, Feng Ming was not crazy at all. It was others who were crazy, such as those dealers who were robbed of more than 200 million Yuanjing by Feng Ming.

Well, I hope that this time it is others who are crazy, not Feng Ming.

Wu Liyan waved her hand: "Forget it, let's continue waiting for others to come out."

***

As soon as they entered the inheritance hall, Bai Qiaomo released Cheng Chaozhe and lifted the restraints on him.

Cheng Chaozhe, who regained his freedom, was furious: "What's wrong with you? Who told you to drag me in?"

The cultivator who came in later was also furious. He was Cheng Chaozhe's protector, but Bai Qiaomo took him away right under his nose.

This was a humiliation and provocation to him. If it wasn't for the wrong place, he would have rushed up to fight with Bai Qiaomo.

Feng Ming was protected by Bai Qiaomo behind him and laughed triumphantly: "How can I compete with you if I don't drag you in? Just wait to admit defeat."

Cheng Chaozhe was almost furious with Feng Ming. He wished he could beat Feng Ming to death right now and make him lose face in front of so many people.

I wonder if anyone has recorded it with the photo stone. If so, his shame will spread to the entire Feihong Continent.

He can't think about it. If he thinks about it, he will be so angry that his head will smoke.

Ji Yuan coughed lightly and reminded: "Stop arguing and focus on breaking through the barriers."

Feng Ming shrugged: "Okay, I won't argue with such people. This pharmacist will let them see what a true genius pharmacist is."

"Chirp, chirp..." The little yellow chicken stepped on Feng Ming's head.

The little turtle quietly served as its ornament, and the pattern did not move.

Ji Yuan looked at his scorpion. Although the Scorpion King always thought about rebelling and eating delicious food, he still had less worries than the little yellow chicken.

Ji Yuan was a little relieved.

The hall they entered had ten entrances, but four of them were currently blocked. Feng Ming could guess without asking that there were pharmacists breaking through the barriers in the passages.

Feng Ming said to Qiu Yi, "Let's pick one each? Let's see who's faster?"

"Okay." Qiu Yi also got ready to fight. He didn't need to compete with others, just Feng Ming alone was enough.

"Brother Bai, let's go through this passage."

"Okay."

The two of them disappeared into one of the passages, one after the other, and then the passage was blocked.

Unless the people inside passed the test and came out, no one else could enter.

Ji Yuan and Qiu Yi chose the passage next to them, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Only

Cheng Chaozhe and another disciple were left outside, who were furious. They had never met such an unruly pharmacist before. He didn't look like a pharmacist at all, but a scoundrel.

Cheng Chaozhe was very upset, but he could only suppress it for the time being: "Forget it, let's not bother with them for now, let's go through the levels, I don't believe that I have gone through fewer levels than that bastard."

"Okay, let's go." After

***

walked into the passage, the entrance behind them disappeared, replaced by a wall, and they were in a room.

There was a stone platform in the middle of the room, on which was placed a piece of animal skin paper and a pile of spiritual herbs.

The two walked over to look at the animal skin paper, which listed the names of ten kinds of elixirs, all of which were first-grade elixirs, and the pile of spiritual herbs was the material for refining these elixirs.

Feng Ming: "No, this level is to refine these ten kinds of pills."

Bai Qiaomo nodded: "I think so, brother Ming, you concentrate on refining, I'll watch over you."

Feng Ming: "Okay, brother Bai, do you think I should hold back?"

Bai Qiaomo laughed: "I don't think so. What is tested here is the alchemist's ability to refine pills. Of course, the better the performance, the better the reward."

Feng Ming nodded: "I think so, I'll start working now."

Feng Ming sorted out the piled spiritual herbs, picked out ten sets of materials for refining ten kinds of pills listed on the animal skin paper, then untied the pill furnace that had been tied around his waist, sat down, and started refining the pills.

Once the elixir was refined, Feng Ming was very focused. This Feng Ming exuded a very confident light. Bai Qiaomo thought he was a must-see.

Little Yellow Chicken asked him to stay with him so as not to make any noise and disturb Feng Ming. Little Yellow Chicken was a little unhappy, but he didn't dare to resist Bai Qiaomo. He squatted down and cuddled obediently.