"Brother Flathead, your lord, survive the calamity well." Ye Feng waved to Brother Flathead and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Brother Flathead looked embarrassed.

Recalling the gibbering in his dream, he felt that he was afraid that he would be beaten up by Ye Feng. Moreover, Ye Feng called himself "King Flathead Brother", which was so weird.

"Ruined!"

"I shouldn't have drank that pot of poisonous soup!"

Brother Flathead is so sad.

A few hours later.

The thunderstorm is over.

Brother Pingtou was promoted to Level 6 Heavenly Lord, but he ran away in despair with his tail between his legs.

"Don't leave, come back."

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed it from the air. Brother Flathead was pinched by the back of his neck and lifted back to the kitchen.

"Don't stew me!"

When Brother Flathead saw the big pot on the stove, he was so frightened that he thought he was going to stew himself.

"Didn't you just call yourself the King of Flathead Brother? Why are you so scared now?" Ye Feng pointed to the foam on the ground, "Look, it was all caused by you vomiting."

The flat-headed brother looked embarrassed.

Thinking of his flat-headed brother who has been fighting all his life and has an extremely strong head, who has he ever been afraid of?

However, the person in front of me is Ye Feng!

The man who was able to beat himself up decades ago was the nightmare of his life.

"I don't mean to punish you."

Ye Feng crossed his arms and said, "The old soup at the beginning is indeed poisonous, but if the body can withstand it, it can also sharpen the state of mind and break through the cultivation level. It is actually a happy thing that you can break through. As for what happened in your dream

, that was influenced by the illusion, I don’t blame you.”

Hearing this, Brother Flathead breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Feng looked at the stove: "A new pot of soup has been brewed here. It should be harmless."

As he spoke, he filled a bowl and savored it carefully.

It is sweet in the mouth and fragrant on the lips and teeth.

A faint breath pours into the mind, making the whole person feel refreshed and has the effect of tempering the soul.

"I'll try it too."

Li Jiaojiao was the second to taste it. After all, it was the broth she had made. If even the chef didn't dare to drink it, how could he have the nerve to let others use their chopsticks?

“Wow, it tastes delicious!”

After just one sip, Li Jiaojiao felt like she was in high spirits. As she continued to drink the soup, her soul was tempered and became more stable.

Combined with the state of mind training tower, the effect is doubled.

“It tastes really good.”

"It can indeed temper the soul."

"Wow, Senior Sister Jiaojiao, you really deserve to be the greatest chef in the universe. Even if you come to the place where all things originate, the soup you cook has such a magical effect."

Everyone drank the soup one after another, and after feeling the powerful effect of the soup stock, they were full of praise.

This made Li Jiaojiao blush.

Even after becoming a deity, she was still as embarrassed as usual after being praised by others.

"Whoa!"

Brother Flathead secretly stretched out his finger, dipped a little bit of the broth, and licked it with his tongue. He found that the taste was much better than the poisonous soup in the first pot, and he was immediately excited.

"I want to drink too."

He directly picked up the iron pot and took a sip.

When everyone saw this, they all twitched their mouths and secretly cursed the flat-headed brother for being too domineering. He even monopolized half the pot of soup. He was such a foodie, but there was nothing they could do against him.

"Jiaojiao, this new pot of soup is good. In the future, it will be specially cooked in the rest area of ​​the Blood Moon Trial Ground. Once a practitioner can persist in this area, he will be rewarded with a pot of soup and become famous."

Ye Feng warned.

"Okay." Li Jiaojiao nodded.

Ye Feng added: "In addition, if you have extra materials, you can brew more similar soup and pass it back to the sect. Anyone who breaks into the Mental Realm Cultivation Tower must drink three large bowls first, which can double the effect of breaking into the tower."

"Is it really that effective?"

Everyone was deeply surprised.

Ye Feng nodded and said: "I have just deduced that the broth and the state of mind cultivation tower are a perfect match. They can double your breakthrough speed. Moreover, the foundation polished in this way will be stronger."

When everyone heard this, they all became excited.

"Okay, you guys keep busy, I'm also going to do my own thing."

Ye Feng waved his hand and flew towards the top of the mountain.

It won't take long.

Ye Feng arrived at the highest point of the Blood Moon Trial Ground.

Here, there is a platform with a diameter of 10,000 meters, surrounded by twelve blood-colored stone pillars, with four mythical beast totems carved on the surface, as well as various complicated patterns.

This place is the center of the formation.

Its name: Bloody Killing Formation.

If someone can break into this place and kill the blood spirit monster and the bloody ancient tree at the peak of the Nine-turn Heavenly Lord, they can be transported to the Misty Saint Sect and practice there for a period of time.

Today, Piaomiao Holy Sect is very famous.

There are many geniuses from the fourteen continents on the east and west sides of the Tianjian Sea who are trying to come to the Piao Miao Holy Sect to practice. As everyone learned that if you break into the highest point of the Blood Moon Trial Ground, you can enter the Piao Miao Holy Sect to practice for a period of time.

They got excited and rushed towards the Blood Moon Trial Field.

Just half a month later.

The flow of people in the Blood Moon Trial Field is even greater.

Before, only tens of thousands of people arrived at Blood Moon City at the foot of the mountain every day, but now, more than 100,000 people can enter here every day and pay a large fee.

This allowed Piaomiao Holy Sect to make another fortune.

Peak.

Ye Feng sat cross-legged here and suddenly opened his eyes.

In his hand, there is a magic talisman.

This is a token from the tomb of Lord Nirvana.

Only by possessing this item can you enter the tomb.

Last year, there was only one token of Lord Annihilation. It was bid at an auction in Feitian City, and it was bought by the wronged young city lord of Shenque City for a high price of 7 billion Origin Stones.

But later, the token fell into Miaoyinfang and was announced by the ancestor of Miaoyinfang.

Overnight, someone copied countless tokens.

Now, even Ye Feng has a token.

Looking at the talisman in his palm, he discovered that the light on the surface of the object gradually lit up.

This means that the tomb is about to open.

"It seems that the tomb will be opened next month. I want to see if Lord Nirvana is dead."

Ye Feng held the talisman token tightly.

Whoosh!

A figure descended on the peak of the Blood Moon Trial Field.

"Master, the token talisman in the tomb of Lord Nirvana is already shining. It is estimated that the tomb is about to be opened. Do you have any plans to enter the tomb?"

Lord Guanghui came here.

He obtained a nine-color enlightenment tea leaf, which contained many insights. Now that he has basically digested it, he can try to break through the Taoist as long as he retreats.

It doesn't make much sense whether you go to the tomb of Lord Jiannie Dao or not.

"I want to take a look." Ye Feng said.

"Okay, then I'll go too." Dao Lord Guanghui has the Immortal Mark on his body, so he is not afraid of death at all. Even though he knows that this is a trap for Dao Lord Annihilation, he still dares to go.

"All disciples with the Immortal Mark can also go to the tomb of Lord Nirvana to gain experience."

Ye Feng said.
To be continued...