Violent Martial Soul System

Hearing what Feng Motian said, Zhao Feng looked at Han Bingche and asked, "Are you going to Tiange?"

"No, I told Master that I will go after a while."

Han Bingche shook his head and said.

After Zhao Feng listened, he instantly understood that Han Bingche was waiting for him to go with him.

"Okay, then I'll go first, if you have anything to do, you can go to Long Yu, or the elders guarding the pavilion."

After Feng Motian finished speaking, he left directly.

After he left, Han Bingche also said: "Are you going to refine medicine and weapons again?"

"Otherwise? Should we talk about life ideals with you? How about we fall in love?"

Zhao Feng smiled.

"You...you think beautifully..."

Han Bing gave Zhao Feng a white look, and said: "You go, wait for you to come out, I might also break through, just now Master helped me wash the scriptures and cut the marrow, I think I can break through soon."

Han Bingche was a little excited, because Zhao Feng said that as long as she breaks through to the peak of Wu Kuang, Zhao Feng will give her a surprise.

I don't know, what is this surprise?

"Um."

Zhao Feng nodded and left.

Zhao Feng first went to the Medicine Hall, and then directly refined a hundred Poyi Pills...

However, in order to deceive others, Zhao Feng stayed in the medicine hall for a full ten days.

Afterwards, he went to the Weapon Hall and borrowed the casting room...

Half a month later, Zhao Feng went to Tiange himself.

To be precise, Zhao Feng went to Jixing Mountain, where the high-level figures of Jifeng Pavilion lived.

Zhao Feng found the residence where the Supreme Elder lived.

There were two disciples guarding the courtyard of the Supreme Elder, Zhao Feng took out the token that the Supreme Elder had given him before, and walked in directly.

The elder Taishang has a hobby of raising flowers and plants to cultivate his body and mind, and the whole house is full of treasures.

As soon as Zhao Feng went in, he saw a lot of good things.

Not long after walking, Zhao Feng saw a middle-aged man in white coming out of it.

This middle-aged man in white looks ordinary, but has an extraordinary temperament. After Zhao Feng saw him, he felt a huge pressure.

"So strong, even stronger than the Supreme Elder, who is this person?"

Zhao Feng guessed in his heart.

The Supreme Elder of Jifeng Pavilion is over 80 years old, but this middle-aged man only looks about 40 years old, and he has such strength!

Then... it can only be that person!

"You are Zhao Feng?"

When the middle-aged man in white saw Zhao Feng, he was slightly taken aback and asked in a cold tone.

Now, Zhao Feng has guessed who this person is.

If he guessed correctly, this middle-aged man in white should be the owner of the Extreme Wind Pavilion: Toru Kazama!

"It's Zhao Feng who met the pavilion master."

Zhao Feng hurriedly cupped his fists and said.

"Hmph, he's smarter than your father."

The middle-aged man in white snorted coldly. He didn't have any affection for Zhao Feng.

After all, Zhao Feng's father, Zhao Yanhai, abandoned Ling Wuxing, or rather Ling Jing, causing Ling Wuxing to retreat for more than ten years, and even his father had never met him a few times.

"Pavilion Master, the boy has something to do with the Supreme Elder."

Zhao Feng was too lazy to say anything to Feng Jianche, so he said straight to the point.

"Take my palm and let you pass!"

Kazama Toru narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

I'll go... The conflict between him and Zhao Yanhai, what do you want me to do!

Zhao Feng felt very helpless.

A slap from a seven-star general can definitely slap Wu Kuang into the sky.

At that moment, Zhao Feng smiled wryly and said, "Then... I'll come again next time!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Feng turned around and left.

"you……"

Kazama Toru didn't expect that Zhao Feng would back down, he didn't even have to bargain!

He really wanted to vent his anger on his daughter's behalf, but he didn't forget his identity!

The Lord of Extreme Wind Pavilion!

It would be a disgrace to one's reputation if one attacked a disciple rashly.

"Jian Che, don't embarrass him."

The Supreme Elder, Feng Motian, suddenly came out from behind.

Zhao Feng heard this voice,

He paused, turned around and cupped his fists and said, "I've met the Supreme Elder."

"Jian Che, if you make things difficult for his son, aren't you afraid that he will come back and trouble you?"

Feng Motian said with a smile on his face.

"Dare he?"

"Tsk tsk, he has surpassed the military commander and stepped into the Wujun. He can bounce you away with one finger."

Feng Motian made a joke, then turned his attention to Zhao Feng, and said, "Zhao Feng, it's only been half a month, have you finished your mission?"

"Yes."

As Zhao Feng said, he took out a large box from the Nawu Ring.

This is the result of his half month.

Feng Motian came over in astonishment and opened the treasure chest.

Sure enough, there were already ten exquisitely crafted swords lying quietly inside.

Feng Motian picked up one to check it out, and exclaimed, "It really is a ten-star ghost blade!"

That Kazama Toru also didn't believe in evil, picked up a handful and looked at it, and his expression changed drastically.

Ten Star Ghost Blade, really Ten Star Ghost Blade!

Not only that, but there are also ten jade bottles in the treasure chest, which contain broken righteous pills one by one.

"This this……"

Feng Motian was too surprised to speak.

He knew that Zhao Feng had a special refining method, but he also estimated that it would take Zhao Feng at least two or three months, or even half a year.

However, it only took Zhao Feng half a month to complete the task.

"Elder Supreme, the things are already here, don't you..."

Zhao Feng shook his eyebrows at Feng Motian.

This is what it means to ask for wages...

Although Feng Motian was surprised, he still believed in the facts before him, so he took out a bag of Yuanjing from the Nawu Ring and threw it to Zhao Feng.

Ten-star ghost blade, a thousand sixth-grade Yuanjing. Po Yi Dan, each with 2,000 sixth-grade Yuanjing...

"Thank you, Supreme Elder."

Zhao Feng hurriedly thanked him.

"You kid is simply a monster, Elder Xiao can at most refine two Poyi Pills a day, and you..."

Feng Motian was so shocked that he had nothing to say.

The chief pharmacist of Jifeng Pavilion can only refine two Poyi Pills a day, and at most thirty in half a month.

And Zhao Feng's number is three times as much as his, and the gap is too big.

"Thank you for the compliment, the Supreme Elder."

Zhao Feng smiled.

If you tell the Supreme Elder that Zhao Feng can actually refine everything in half an hour, the Supreme Elder will definitely be scared to death!

"Your contribution to the Jifeng Pavilion is much more than your father's. However, some materials for the Po Yi Pill have been used up, and the materials for the Ten Star Ghost Blade are the same. I will call you when the materials arrive."

As Feng Motian was talking, he suddenly remembered something, and continued: "You have only been in Jifeng Pavilion for three months, and you have broken through from the ten-star peak Wuling to the realm of profound truth. It is not good to improve the realm too fast. The recent mission The palace released a good mission, you can go on to the next one, and prepare for the breakthrough of generals by the way."

"Mission? What is the mission?"

Zhao Feng asked curiously.

"It's an evil force that revived from the ashes a hundred years ago. It seems to be called the Beastmaster Sect. This Beastmaster Sect can control fierce beasts, even wild beasts. You can go and see."

Feng Motian said.