Happy villain Qin Hao

Green Bamboo Peak.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged in a bamboo forest in the mountains, and there was a Zixiao Yinyang Stove in front of him.

After finalizing some details with Luna and Blue Devil, he returned to Cuizhufeng with red apricots and amorous feelings. On the way, he also saw many foreigners coming from the capital, but they were all small forces with little money.

As for those big forces, maybe they came and hid somewhere, maybe they didn't come at all for the sake of face.

"In this way, doesn't it mean that Fang Chang can't bid a high price!?"

Qin Feng is serious about the auctioneer. After wasting a lot of brain cells, he decided to imitate the high-end clubs and hold a mask auction.

It's just that ordinary masks are useless to practitioners. They can still know who the other party is by sensing the breath, and they still have to refine a special mask.

I saw Qin Feng throwing a wisp of Nanming Lihuo towards the Zixiao Yinyang Cauldron, then waved his hand and threw the required materials into the cauldron, quickly pinched out a series of inscriptions and printed them into the cauldron, and the prototype of a club mask was faintly visible.

"Boss will refine weapons!?"

Qianjun and Wanma stood not far away to protect the dharma, and were stunned by Qin Feng's skillful refining techniques.

You know, craftsmen and alchemists are very rare professions.

Unlike cultivators who can cultivate as long as they can sense the aura of heaven and earth, they, like those soul cultivators, are talking about talents.

But if there is no talent in this area, even if you work hard for a lifetime, it will be useless.

In the past, Qin Feng was already unattainable and unattainable. Now that he has an extra talent for crafting, who would dare to be friends with him in the future! ?

"Is this where Qin Feng lives!?"

The two girls, Hongxing and Fengfeng, greedily sucked the aura from the Green Bamboo Peak, and they have never felt such a strong aura since they were born.

"The boss is the boss!"

Qian Jun and Wan Ma couldn't help sighing again, they didn't expect Qin Feng to be able to bring back Miss Sister after being in jail.

What an iron-clad Xiaobai, a flowing young lady.

"My rabbit is back!"

Xiaobai's childish and happy voice echoed in the mountains, scaring the little animals on the green bamboo peak to tremble.

"A lot of small animals!"

Looking at the small animals running on the mountain, Hong Xing couldn't help exclaiming.

Different from the loving eyes of other young ladies, she couldn't help but licked her red lips.

not long time--

Qin Feng refined many club masks.

Putting it on the face can not only change the body shape, but also change the fluctuation of one's breath. Even the closest person standing in front of him may not be able to recognize who he is.

The only disadvantage is that you can't use spiritual power to do it. Once you use the spiritual power mask, the function will be invalid.

"Amazing!"

Qianjun and Wanma stared blankly not far away, and were shocked by Qin Feng's talent in refining weapons.

Just now, Qin Feng's hand speed definitely reached one hundred seals per second, which means that at this time, Qin Feng already has the level of a super-class craftsman, and that humble mask is a super-class magic weapon.

For a 15-year-old super craftsman, I'm afraid I can't find a second one in the entire ancient world!

"With these club masks, the privacy problem of the rich is solved!"

Qin Feng looked at the club mask in his hand, as if he saw the rich people actively bidding for the auction.

"It's better to let the news fly for a while, Fang Chang can still hold on in the blood pool!"

Qin Feng put the mask aside, took out some spiritual herbs and threw them into the tripod.

"Boss, can you still make alchemy!?"

Qianjun and Wanma couldn't help exclaiming again, not understanding why Qin Feng was so good.

But what they never imagined in their dreams was that Qin Feng's alchemy would be the beginning of their nightmare.

I saw Qin Feng recalling the relevant records in the alchemy encyclopedia, and shot a ray of Nanming Lihuo towards the Zixiao Yinyang cauldron, and began to input his own spiritual energy into the cauldron.

Unlike the number of seals in a second for refining equipment, alchemy pays attention to precision.

The balance of medicinal properties, the degree of heat, the height of temperature, the change of medicinal effect, and the degree of fusion all need to be adaptable.

"It seems that there is no difficulty at all!"

Qin Feng seems to be possessed by a medicine god, and he has a special feeling in his heart.

Use Nanming Lihuo to extract the essence of the spirit grass, send spiritual energy to start mixing them, and keep mixing until you and me are blended, the cheeks are flushed, and the eyes are hazy.

"Meaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

A miserable sheep cry suddenly sounded.

Qin Feng and the others turned their heads curiously, and saw Hong Xing grabbed a sheep not far away, skinned and boned the sheep neatly.

The little succubus Fengqing on the side also set up a fire, ready to turn the sheep from immature to mature.

"My rabbit mother, she slaughters sheep and rattles hard!"

Xiaobai was frightened and ran all the way into Qin Feng's arms, saying that he would never provoke this woman in his life.

"Why do I feel that my waist is in danger!?"

Qin Feng felt inexplicably frightened, feeling like he was luring a wolf into the house.

Bang! !

A sound came from the Zixiao Yinyang Cauldron, Qin Feng hurriedly withdrew his eyes and pinched out his finger. When the lid of the cauldron was opened, a golden light burst out, accompanied by a particularly strong fragrance of spiritual grass.

It's just that when Qin Feng stepped forward and stretched his head to check, he found that there was no golden pill in it, only a lump of unknown white sticky substance.

"Is this a failure!?"

Qianjun and Wanma also approached curiously, unable to understand what Qin Feng had refined.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Qin Feng had never doubted his talent, and felt that he must have unlocked the new posture of alchemy.

"Really!?"

Out of their trust in Qin Feng, Qian Jun and Wan Ma tried to put out their fingers and put some in their mouths.

Immediately—

The sky is falling apart, the five thunders are hitting the top, the wind is surging, ghosts are crying and wolves are howling... I just feel as if I am split, and the feeling of despair goes straight from the soles of my feet to the sky.

"What's the effect!?"

Qin Feng looked at the two with full expectation, waiting for them to prove that he was a genius in alchemy.

"Uh……"

Qianjun and Wanma wanted to ask Qin Feng for help.

But when he thought of Qin Feng's outrageous actions after being poisoned last time, he could only hold on and run down the mountain without looking back, looking for a reliable doctor to save his dog's life.

They admitted that Qin Feng's talent in refining weapons is unparalleled, but his talent in alchemy is hard to describe in words. I'm afraid that even the ancient poison king would have to worship him as his teacher after seeing him.

"what's the situation!?"

Qin Feng didn't realize that there was something wrong with the elixir, and felt that the two of them were about to break through after taking the elixir.

As if to prove his conjecture, he grabbed Xiaobai's rabbit ears and asked him to try the effect again.

"I don't eat rabbits..."

Xiaobai is not stupid either, struggling desperately.

It's a pity that the struggle was in vain, and in the end, Qin Feng forcibly fed the unknown white sticky substance.

Unlike Qianjun and Wanma who felt like they were going to be split apart after five thunderbolts and heaven and earth shattered after eating, Xiaobai only had the small green bean sprouts on his forehead light up.

"Um!!"

Xiaobai suddenly straightened up, feeling warm all over his body.

I also resisted very much from the beginning, and after I tasted the sweetness, I started to take the initiative, and finally rolled my eyes with satisfaction, expressing that I can't eat anymore...