224 Brushing the Martial Hall

Chapter 224

Bai Qiaomo would naturally not miss the Martial Hall's level-breaking, and Fengming would also participate, as this was a good place to improve combat power.

The appearance of him and Fengming also attracted the attention of the other four forces.

It was because Fengming was the only one who had reached the eighth level in the inheritance hall of the Medicine Hall, and the other pharmacists were stuck at the seventh level.

Zuo Wenfu had already come out, but he had only reached the seventh level. Although he had not given up in the end, his face did not look good when he saw Fengming's appearance.

As for Cheng Chaozhe, he had not appeared yet. Fengming deliberately looked around, but could not find him, wondering if this person was deliberately trying to wait until the secret realm was closed.

Bai Qiaomo didn't waste any time, grabbing his weapon, the spear, and went to break into the Martial Hall.

Feng Ming stayed outside to talk to Qiu Yi and the others, during which he unnoticedly stuffed the two storage rings into Qiu Yi's hands, and used his soul power to condense his voice to tell him what was going on.

Qiu Yi was overjoyed, the storage rings came just in time, and as expected, Bai Qiaomo's statement that he only broke into the seventh level of the Formation Hall was false.

So which level did he break into to make a storage ring that could remove the restrictions of the secret space?

Qiu Yi blinked at Feng Ming, and asked them if they should leave some time to go to the Yuanmai to dig for Yuanjing.

Feng Ming said that it was a certainty, otherwise why bother making storage items, wasn't it just to take more things out.

During this period, some teammates came to Feng Ming Qiu Yi and exchanged the spiritual herbs they had picked for elixirs.

Whatever they had, they traded directly. If they didn't have any, they would start refining elixirs on the spot. Isn't it the responsibility of a pharmacist to be responsible for the elixir needs of teammates?

The Martial Hall assessment requires a lot of elixirs. Most of the cultivators who come out of it are injured, and the injuries are not light.

In addition, the Martial Hall does not limit the number of entries. In order to improve their combat effectiveness, some cultivators go in again and again to challenge, and then come out injured.

Both of them have a lot of elixirs in stock. When they broke through the inheritance hall of the Medicine Hall, most of the elixirs were left behind.

From the team members who came to trade elixirs, Feng Ming also learned that the Martial Hall assessment was quite abnormal.

"That is to say, in the Martial Hall, apart from fighting, you just keep fighting, and there are no rewards? You also have to consume your own supplies?"

This is Feng Ming's summary, and his teammates agreed: "Yes, we all suspect that there were prizes for the Martial Hall test at the beginning, but later there were too many cultivators who tested the Martial Hall. In the repeated tests, those prizes had long been distributed and were never replenished, which led to the current situation."

"But I heard that if a cultivator who is outstanding enough goes in and gets good enough test results, he will get a chance to be infused with vital energy. Look at the cultivators of the Beiming Dynasty, they are the most diligent among them in testing the levels, hoping to get a chance to be infused with vital energy, but it has not appeared until now."

"It's really scary."

Qiu Yi also felt that the Martial Hall's test was scary. Feng Ming turned around and looked at him: "Do you want to go?" Ji

Yuan went to the test right after Bai Qiaomo, so the two of them were companions.

Qiu Yi smiled bitterly: "We still have to go once, we have to try it."

Feng Ming and he were in the same boat. Two fragile alchemists actually wanted to enter the Martial Hall to test the test.

Feng Ming had a lot of pills flowing out of his hands, some of which were top-grade pills.

Some cultivators came back with injuries after the test, and after taking a top-grade healing pill, their injuries were immediately restored to most of their strength, and they recovered very quickly. It didn't take long for them to be able to go to the test again.

This situation was naturally noticed by the cultivators from the other four forces. They had previously questioned Feng Ming's achievement of reaching the eighth level, but now someone has set their sights on Feng Ming, the genius pharmacist.

The fifth princess of the Nanhuang Dynasty actually got a top-grade pill made by Feng Ming. As long as you are willing to pay the price, you can always get what you want. It's not very difficult.

Feng Ming didn't pay attention to these situations. If he had known earlier, he would have said that you can just take the good stuff and exchange it with him directly. He doesn't mind at all, and you can also make a small fortune.

The fifth princess looked at the pill in her palm with an unpredictable look in her eyes: "This Feng Ming is really a talent. It's a pity that he stays in the Dongmu Dynasty. Will the Dongmu Dynasty reuse him?"

"It is said that his master is the senior Yu Xiao from the Dongmu Dynasty, and Feng Ming himself has an obscure family background. When he and Bai Qiaomo won the championship in the league, quite a number of children from aristocratic families in the imperial city disliked them and caused some trouble in the league. If they were not capable, they would have been defeated in the league."

The Fifth Princess smiled: "You mean, they don't like those aristocratic families in the Dongmu Dynasty? This princess can promise them a higher status. What this princess can give them will be more than what the royal family of the Dongmu Dynasty gives."

She also knew about Yu Xiao's situation. Because of his background, Yu Xiao was excluded by many powerful people. Otherwise, with his level of alchemy, he should have got a higher status in the Dongmu Dynasty.

The subordinates flattered him, "With your Highness, we will surely succeed."

The Fifth Princess had the same idea, and the Sixth Prince of the Ximing Empire also had the same idea.

A genius pharmacist who could break through the eighth level, a genius pharmacist who could frequently produce top-grade pills, was too valuable to be recruited, and he wanted to try it no matter what.

Even the cultivators of the Beiming Dynasty were very tempted. There was also a prince in their team, and the look he gave Feng Ming was very fiery, and Feng Ming couldn't ignore it.

Feng Ming approached Qiu Yi and asked, "Big guy over there, why are you staring at me? Do you think I'm good-looking?"

Qiu Yi almost laughed. Does Feng Ming think too highly of himself?

Qiu Yi glanced and said, "That's the seventh prince of the Beiming royal family. I think he has set his eyes on your top-grade elixir."

Feng Ming was surprised: "Just to exchange it for the top-grade elixir from me?"

In fact, it is not impossible to pay a higher price.

Qiu Yi rolled his eyes at him: "It would be nice if it were just that simple. They value your ability to refine the best pills. Don't you know that the cultivators of the Beiming Dynasty love to use the blood essence of wild beasts for cultivation? However, the impurities contained in the blood essence are difficult to remove, and long-term use will inevitably cause effects. Therefore, most of the cultivators of the Beiming Dynasty are warlike and have bad tempers. If there is an alchemist who can completely remove the impurities in the refined blood essence, what do you think they will do?"

Feng Ming immediately understood: "Why didn't you remind me earlier? It turns out that you value my ability."

Qiu Yi was speechless: "You seem a little regretful. I only realized this situation when you asked me just now."

Feng Ming refused to admit it: "No, I just figured out the truth."

Qiu Yi reminded him, "You have to be careful. The cultivators of the Beiming Dynasty, especially the princes of the royal family, will not give up so easily."

Feng Ming curled his lips, "My legs are on my body. I don't want to go, but they can still force me to go there. Aren't they afraid that I will tamper with my blood and essence? Besides, my elder brother Bai can take me away. Feihong Continent is so big. I don't believe that it can't hide the two of us."

Qiu Yi nodded, "In short, be careful. When Bai Qiaomo comes out, you have to tell him."

Feng Ming nodded, indicating that he knew and would take it seriously. But

what he thought in his heart was that even if that guy could search for them all over the continent, he and Bai Qiaomo could still escape outside Feihong Continent. If that guy is capable, he can continue to chase them out.

Two days later, Bai Qiaomo came out of the Martial Hall. He had no injuries and was in good condition. His aura had also risen, which showed that he had gained something from the Martial Hall.

Feng Ming asked curiously with his soul power, "I heard that there is a certain chance to get the Yuan Qi infusion during the Martial Hall."

Bai Qiaomo also replied with a concentrated voice, "I got it, but I gave up. I made too much progress in the Yuan Meridian before, and it is not suitable to receive the Yuan Qi infusion at this time."

Feng Ming suddenly felt it was a pity, "If I give up, there will be no compensation?"

Bai Qiaomo smiled and said, "Yes, I got a book of gun skills."

Feng Ming's eyes lit up. It turned out that he could still bargain. Did others know?

"Then I'll go and try to see if I can get anything."

Feng Ming also ran to the level test excitedly. When entering the inheritance hall of the martial arts hall, people will be pulled into an illusion. The level tester is in the illusion, but the injuries in the illusion will also be reflected in the cultivator's body.

Feng Ming was pulled into the illusion and faced endless battles. Only if he succeeded in the level test would he have time to rest and recuperate.

There was no chance to stop during the level test. The result of stopping would be being kicked out of the illusion and waiting for the next round of level test.

The enemies that Feng Ming faced included wild beasts and cultivators of the same kind, and he only had the sword he carried with him. He had never experienced such a high-intensity battle.

Bai Qiaomo also knew this very well, so he agreed with Feng Ming to try it out and adapt to this kind of battle.

Bai Qiaomo felt a little sorry that they didn't have much time to challenge the Martial Hall, otherwise Feng Ming would definitely be able to improve his fighting ability even more by challenging the levels again and again.

Feng Ming was very tired, and he was defeated at the fifth level, which made him a little discouraged. He asked Bai Qiaomo before the challenge, and he had to challenge all the way to the eighth level, so his fighting ability was definitely top-notch.

Feng Ming ran out in a miserable state, which made Wu Liyan, who just came out at the same time, laugh. However, for the sake of the elixir, Wu Liyan restrained herself, otherwise what would happen if Feng Ming withheld her elixir? Feng Ming's top-grade elixir was also the guarantee that supported her to break into the Martial Hall again and again.

Qiu Yi also broke in, but he was even worse. He was besieged by a large group of wild beasts at the fourth level and fled back in disgrace.

Next, Feng Ming took Qiu Yi to brush the Martial Hall continuously, and Bai Qiaomo and Ji Yuan did the same.

Especially Ji Yuan, he really looked like he didn't care about his life. After coming out, he took a short rest, and once his injuries recovered, he went to break into the Martial Hall again.

Qiu Yi was unaware of this, but Bai Qiaomo and Feng Ming knew what he was thinking. He just wanted to use the Martial Hall to improve his fighting power.

Because he knew who the enemy he was going to face was, it was especially important to seize every opportunity to improve his fighting power.

After brushing ten times in a row, Feng Ming brushed himself to the sixth level with a good score. Qiu Yi's progress was even faster, from the fourth level to the sixth level.

Feng Ming didn't mind at all, because this guy's cultivation was higher than his own. He was already in the Yuandan realm, but his fighting power was actually at the same level as his own. It was just a shame.