The King of the Gods
Chapter 121: Level 9 Silver Wall Technique
Due to the change in Zhao Fengs left eye, the effect of using the Marrow Cleaning Pill was much better than expected.
When one ate the Marrow Cleaning Pills, they usually took out a layer of sticky liquid, but Zhao Feng took out three!
Zhao Feng was sure that the mysterious left eye had the same effect as the Marrow Cleaning Pill and it could increase its attributes. But it happens over time.
At this moment, not only did the left eye effect merge with the Marrow Cleansing Pill, it also increased his body further than what the pill itself would create.
The first layer that is removed is the most smelly and the other two become fainter.
When the second layer was taken out, Zhao Feng felt that his Peripheral Wall Technique had reached the limit of the 8th level and was one step away from the 9th level.
Using this opportunity, Zhao Feng fully circulated the Silver Wall Technique and absorbed as much as he could. His Stomach Wall technique finally broke through to the 9th level when the 3rd layer was excreted. Zhao Feng was overjoyed, he had reached level 9 much faster than expected.
This was a Clan, a resource that far surpassed the mortal world. The pill that Vice Head had given him casually had made him change completely.
The higher one achieves in body strengthening, the harder it is to progress. After reaching level 8, the Silver Wall Technique was much harder to improve compared to other Mortal skills.
This was also why not many outer disciples focused on strengthening the body.
"The only outer disciple whose body can compare to mine is Hou Yuan." A smile appeared on Zhao Fengs lips as his confidence increased.
At the same time, he had very much expected the last 2 levels of the Silver Wall Technique.
There were a total of 11 levels in the Silver Wall Technique and when one reached level 10, it meant that one's own body had reached the Ascended Realm.
Level 11: Perfect body - difficult to destroy.
Zhao Feng was at rank 9 and he could defeat those at rank 9 of the Consolidated Realm with just his body alone.
From blood to bones to veins to organs, Zhao Fengs body was much stronger than the ones of the same rank.
Zhao Feng closed his eyes and within the dimension of his left eye, the blue light had expanded to 8 feet 8. The Marrow Cleaning Pillow had made it enter the final stage of the 8th rank of Consolidation Realm.
Hu!
Zhao Feng slowly sighed deeply and stood up after two hours of sitting down.
The sun outside has risen.
Zhao Feng got up and walked towards the Grass-Wood Division. On the way, he went to Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan's workplace. Yang Qingshan poured water, a much easier job than before.
"Brother Zhao, after you build up your strength, these outer disciples become much more restrained." Yang Qingshan smiled.
Although Yang Qingshan was still doing a lot of work, no one was bullying him.
Zhao Feng nodded his head and headed to where Nan Gongfan was.
"It's here… "
Chen Feng faltered when he saw Zhao Feng appear. Ever since Zhao Feng defeated Ji Fengyun and became a substitute inner disciple, Chen Feng had become full of fear.
Zhao Feng deliberately walked over and spoke a little with Nan Gongfan.
“Thank you to Brother Zhao, although my work is heavy, no one dares cause trouble.”
Nan Gongfan was full of gratitude and patted Zhao Feng on the shoulder.
Upon seeing his two brothers, Zhao Feng sighed.
Soon, he arrived at the Grass-Wood Division and saw Vice-Chief Guan.
“How did it feel yesterday?” Guan's parents laughed.
Zhao Feng paused, then immediately replied: "Thank you to Vice Chief Guan, the effects of the Marrow Cleaning Pills are great."
He's full of gratitude. The price of the Marrow Cleansing Pill was too high, and for those under the Ascended Realm, this pill only appeared in their dreams.
“Pil What Marrow Cleaner!? I'm asking you what it's like to challenge a substitute inner disciple! ”
Guan's parents gave him white eyes. Being one of the best pill experts in the Clan, the Marrow Cleansing Pills were nothing much to him.
eh?
Zhao Feng immediately understood that Vice Chief Guan did not know he had won.
"The strength of the substitute inner disciple is much stronger than expected .. If I am a little careless, I will lose ..." Zhao Feng sighed.
“Ennnn... That's true..”.
Old man Guan kept nodding his head, but his expression suddenly changed after hearing the last part: “Wait! Did you say that... You didn't lose!!!?”
"Princess Yun Mengxiang and the other outer disciples can tell you that this is true."
Zhao Feng smiled faintly. Although Yun Mengxiang knew the truth, he did not dare to pass this news to Guan's parents because the latter wanted Zhao Feng to lose, so he would focus on pill making.
As expected, old man Guan did not believe this and called out to Yun Mengxiang.
Under the deadly eyes of Vice Chief, Yun Mengxiang could only stutter weakly: "Brother Zhao Feng did indeed defeat Ji Fengyun ..."
Near battle?
"What rank did the substitute inner disciple place?" Vice Chief Guan asked casually.
“date 13.” Yun Mengxiang said carefully.
He was afraid of drifting in the fury of Guan's old man.
"What's!? date 13!?”
The jaw of old man Guan almost fell as he looked at Zhao Feng like he was looking at a monster. If Zhao Feng had defeated a 20th rank outer disciple, it could be said that he was lucky, but Zhao Feng's opponent was 13th!!!
Knowing the truth, Guan's parents were both happy and sad.
Guan's parents decided not to mention this anymore.
He then gave Zhao Feng some tasks, this time he gave Zhao Feng some books to concoct pills. These books are all basic knowledge of pill making, but much deeper than the Beginner's Guide to Pill Making. Each of them was as difficult to comprehend as the Flame Heart Manual Pill.
Apart from this, old man Guan also gave Zhao Feng permission to let Zhao Feng watch him purify pills. Some pill experts all had their own tricks and aside from their personal disciples or helpers, no one was watching especially since old man Guan was one of the best pill experts in the Clan.
Doing this meant that Zhao Feng had the same treatment as old Guan's disciples. In order to show his respect and goodwill, Yun Yao also allowed Zhao Feng to see how he refined pills.
“That's great, I have some important pills that I need to perfect now ..”
Vice Chief Guan nodded his head and this meant that he liked Yun Yao.
Like this, Zhao Feng walked onto the pill-making path.
For the next few days, all he did was look at the process. The pill Yun Yao made was simpler because her skill was not as deep as that of Guan's parents and she had to teach Princess Yun Mengxiang at the same time.
This also benefited Zhao Feng, he had to get along with Yun Mengxiang every day and learn some tips and tricks for pill making.
Yun Yao would also explain what she did sometimes and as they studied, Yun Mengxiang would ask many questions while Zhao Feng remained silent for most of the time.
Yun Yao was also secretly watching Zhao Feng and she realized that Zhao Feng was very focused when he opened the fire and entered the plant.
Although Zhao Feng didn't ask many questions, the questions he asked were all important.
At noon, Zhao Feng would watch Yun Yao purify pills and he would occasionally watch old man Guan as well. The latter technique was much more complicated and it blurred in the eyes of the audience.
Zhao Feng preferred Yun Yao's pill-refining watch because her style was simple and easy to learn - it was certainly for her.
Zhao Feng would learn to make pills during the day and cultivate at night. After hanging out in the pill refining room for so long, he would even obtain one or two low grade Spiritual Pills if he was lucky and this was very useful to those in the Consolidated Realm.
4-5 days later, Yun Yao began testing the progress of Yun Mengxiang and Zhao Feng.
Yun Mengxiang could answer most questions, while Zhao Feng could answer all of them.
Yun Yao sighed in her heart and she had to admit that Zhao Feng had a higher talent than Yun Mengxiang when it came to pill making. While Yun Mengxiang started learning to make pills a little longer than Zhao Feng, he was not as adept as Zhao Feng.
Of course, this did not mean that his talent was bad. To be honest, Yun Mengxiang's talent in pill making was higher than most pill experts Yun Yao had ever seen and she worked so hard.
"Auntie! Zhao Feng can memorize everything he sees, so how can I be better than him in terms of knowledge? He might not be better than me when it comes to pill refining. ” Yun Mengxiang is still unwilling to admit defeat.
Hearing this even Yun Yao felt this was logical. Zhao Feng might be able to memorize everything he saw, so Yun Mengxiang would not be able to defeat him in terms of knowledge, even Yun Yao herself might not.
Day two, inside the pill refining room.
“Today, I want you two to make a pill. I will not give any direction or help at all.” Yun Yao said to the two.
"The pill you will refine is 'Blood Pill', it may be rare in the mortal world, but this is only a super low-level pill, so you can go ahead and try."
Hearing that they would actually refine the pill, Zhao Feng was a little excited.
'The 'Blood Pill' was the one that the Zhao sect gave as a gift back then. This pill could increase one's cultivation, but it was almost useless for those who were at rank 7 of the Consolidated Realm or higher.
In the Clan, these pills were trash, their only use was to get disciples used to making these pills.
Zhao Feng could not help but sigh that the starting point of the two worlds was too different.
Inside the pill refining room.
Yun Yao took out all the resources and put them down to see how good these 'pill learners' were.
"Sister Yun can go first." Zhao Feng waved his hand.
Yun Mengxiang started to organize the materials and lit a fire. The key point in pill refining was 'control fire', the power of fire directly affected the refining of pills.
Huuuu!
During the flame control process, the flame suddenly extinguished and the pill furnace slightly shook.
"Aah!"
Yun Mengxiang shouted and he was about to try to save her, but blue smoke appeared and gave off a strange smell.
It smells like someone farting…
Zhao Feng couldn't help but laugh.
Yun Mengxiang's face reddened in embarrassment: “What are you laughing at !? If you have the skills, you make Batch! ”