"No matter what, I'd better find a place to live first."

Ye Feng said.

It is basically impossible to see Ye Die in the living area of ​​the outer disciples, so he naturally would not stay here for a long time.

And Long Aotian, who is eager to take revenge, is unwilling to stay in this place for too long.

After all, he is the supreme emperor. It is not a shameful thing to be stolen in the outer gate area.

It’s like an adult coming to kindergarten, even if one wins, he doesn’t have a sense of accomplishment.

Half an hour later.

"Two, this is the token of the cave,"

"Welcome to come again next time."

With the smile of a monk, Ye Feng and Long Aotian each rented a cave for cultivating immortals.

For the Supreme, tens of thousands of spirit stones can still be used.

As for Ye Feng, there are a lot of treasures in his warehouse, so naturally he is not short of money.

Two days later.

Ye Feng sold several magic weapons and bottles of pills, and took tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones and squandered them.

The life of rich people is naturally extremely luxurious.

Enjoying comfortably, he almost forgot what he was doing here.

"Ahem,"

"Brother Ye, we still have to earn contribution points,"

"Even if we are the supreme, we cannot ignore the rules and enter the upper level directly."

Long Aotian said earnestly.

Ye Feng, is this kid here to play or do business?

How dare you attack the saint?

As he thought about it, the man couldn't help but show a look of contempt.

"It will definitely be next time."

Ye Feng lay on the comfortable big bed, the sound came through a wooden door.

Long Aotian drooped his head and stepped on the road to task another person.

Entering the third level requires one million contribution points, and it takes about a month to do tasks.

If Ye Feng is lazy, he will have to do it himself for two months.

......

"I can't blame me, Brother Long,"

"I need to refine elixirs, so I don't have time to go out and make any contribution points, hehehe."

Ye Feng looked at Long Aotian's back and smiled badly.

He needs to refine some interesting pills recently, but he doesn't have time to do those tasks.

Although those tasks are simple, he doesn't want to waste his time.

Anyway, someone works.

"This dragon clan of Tianzong wants to cultivate a real divine dragon,"

"It provides me with a good idea,"

"And here, some monks are willing to test medicine for me, and the steps to find the experimental subject are all eliminated."

Ye Feng smiled sinisterly.

He took out his alchemy cauldron for a long time and summoned a ray of Amaterasu's fire in the air.

"Let me think about it, refining elixirs that purify bloodline..."

"The name is called Blood Source Pill,"

"There are also needed medicinal materials, first of all, the sixth-level tummy cordata, the essence and blood of high-level monsters, and the snow fruit..."

Ye Feng thought.

In the alchemy collection in memory, there is no such thing as the so-called blood source pill.

But practice makes perfect. Aren’t the so-called elixir also developed by our predecessors?

Now that he wants to refine a brand new pill, it is OK.

It just takes time, it's an unknown number.

“…”

The temperature in the air gradually increased, and the young man was stunned for a long time.

All kinds of medicinal materials are taken out in the same way, as well as various countermeasures and chemical reactions between medicinal materials, and all kinds of situations must be considered.

Therefore, the screening step alone took Ye Feng three days.

Some medicinal materials cannot be used, and some are indispensable. They are repeatedly selected and finally determined the general elixir recipe and started a long experiment.

In the top residential area on the second floor, the monks living here are either rich or noble, and they are all big names.

Ye Feng was able to refine the alchemy with peace of mind, but no one would disturb him.

Long Aotian seemed to understand what Ye Feng meant and never came to him again.

One person transforms into a mission maniac, completes one mission after another, and moves towards the goal of two million contribution points.

Time passes quietly.

Before I knew it, three months had passed.

Long Aotian collected three million contribution points, but still did not wait until Ye Feng came out of seclusion.

However, the sound of elixir explosions in the cave became more and more frequent.

Long Aotian had a premonition in his heart that the days when Ye Feng came out would inevitably bring him a surprise.

......

Six months have passed.

Just when Long Aotian came to urge him for the ninth time, the wooden door actually opened itself!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"I just know that I am a real genius!"

"Real, alchemy is soaked!"

Ye Feng smiled arrogantly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

The initial experiment was basically all failed, and he had to fry the furnace more than fifty times a day.

Fortunately, he had enough resources, enough for him to keep buying medicinal materials and continue to continue this great experiment.

Finally, hard work paid off. After half a year, he finally figured out the preliminary pill recipe of the Blood Source Pill and achieved results on low-level monsters.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is not available.

Now, just find a few more experimental mice to complete the final steps.

"The emergence of the Blood Source Pill will surely change the way the demon clan practices!"

Ye Feng waved his sleeves and raised his head proudly.

Long Aotian didn't know what this guy did, and he just felt confused for a moment.

"mortal,"

"This blood source pill of this young master is destined to make the demon clan in the Shenzhou Province crazy and be recorded in the history of celebrities for the ages."

"At that time, I will also raise two real dragon mounts to play with."

Ye Feng looked at Long Aotian and couldn't help but say.

I was very excited when I developed my own pill for the first time.

No matter how good the elixir was in the past, it was the result of his predecessors, and he just successfully copied it.

Now this sixth-grade primary blood source pill is completely the pill he created himself, and the meaning is completely different.

Once it is completely formed and sublimated to a few levels, it is not a dream to mass-create divine beasts.

"Brother Ye,"

"We'd better stop fiddling with any pills,"

"Now still..."
To be continued...