Wu Miao did not sleep all night and tried to report this to his father Wu Zong several times, but when she thought of what Ye Cangkong said, she hesitated again.

This world prefers boys over girls. As Ye Cangqiong said, unless their two brothers and younger brothers are dead, otherwise the position of the city lord will not fall on her.

Although Wu Miao is a woman, she still has a lot of ambitions. When she thinks of mediocrity and mediocre in the future, she feels cold all over.

It was not until dawn that Wu Miao exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a ruthless look surged in his beautiful eyes, "I'll bet once. Instead of dying mediocre, it's better to fight."

He slowly got up, Wu Miao walked out of the room and looked up at Chusheng Jiaoyang, "Dad, I, Wu Miao, will not lose!"

On the other side, Ye Cangqiong was cross-legged in the room, his whole body was hazy, as if he would disappear at any time.

A bunch of spiritual energy in the heaven and earth penetrated into his body and continued to penetrate the internal organs.

Ye Cangkong seemed to hear Wu Miao's self-talk, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a slight upward tilt, and he continued to open his eyes slowly.

"I've encountered a bottleneck!"

Logically speaking, Ye Cangkong was the Cangkong Demon Emperor in his previous life, and it is impossible for him to encounter a bottleneck in his re-cultivation in this life.

However, until now, Ye Cangkong has not completely followed the cultivation method of this world to practice. Instead, he combined his previous life's cultivation experience and embarked on a very alternative path of cultivation.

"The earthly barbarians in this world gather the barbarian hearts, and their will intersect with this earth, and they can borrow the power of the earth."

Ye Cangkong did not condense any barbarian heart, and directly forced the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into liquid and settled it in the dantian. In this way, Ye Cangkong could not borrow the power of the earth from this world.

In order to make up for this, Ye Cangkong could only continuously strengthen his internal organs.

Moreover, through the third level of the third-turn ghost transformation, Ye Cangkong's combat power burst out was not comparable to that of ordinary barbarian cultivators in the early stages of the earth.

"There are three ways to break the bottleneck. One is to follow the cultivation method of this world. In this way, it is believed that within a hundred years, I can restore my combat power in my previous life. Second, combine the cultivation method of this life and the previous life to find a way again. Through my current deduction, the success rate of this method is not high. After all, at the peak of cultivation, the practitioners have a process of blending with the way of heaven, and I cannot contact this way of heaven..."

"Then, there is only a third way to prove the truth with strength."

Speaking of this, a hint of excitement flowed through Ye Cangkong's eyes, "If I simply prove the truth with my strength, I will have a life of death. However, the world of heaven and earth is too rich. If you borrow the power of elixirs, you can expect this road!"

"senior!"

At this moment, Wu Miao's voice sounded outside the door.

"Come in!" Ye Cangqiong raised his eyelids and looked at the door that was slowly being pushed open.

“Cruff!”

The door was pushed open, and Wu Miao walked in with two baskets.

When Ye Cangkong saw the herbs in the basket in Wu Miao's hand, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

In the basket, various herbs were piled up, and many of them had been crushed.

Depend on!

Even with Ye Cangkong's nature, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

In this world, even if there are alchemists, it is extremely rare, and most people don’t know what alchemy is.

"Senior, this is what you want!"

Wu Miao's eyes were full of doubts, and he didn't understand what the young man in front of him wanted these "weeds" to do.

"Let's go!"

"yes!"

He placed two baskets of herbs in the center of the room, and Wu Miao stopped talking.

"I will help you in three days!"

"Thank you, senior, then I'll leave first!"

"Um!"

After Wu Miao left, Ye Cangkong slowly got up, walked to two baskets, and poured all the herbs on the ground.

His nose was wriggling, and smelling the smell of these herbs, a thoughtful look appeared in Ye Cangkong's eyes.

Ye Cangqiong died in his previous life because of refining the Ascension Pill, and he was a saint of medicine himself.

"According to the medicinal properties of these herbs, you can refine seventeen kinds of elixirs, but they are not very suitable for me now."

With his lips curled, Ye Cangqiong raised his right hand, and his spiritual power overflowed, rolling up more than ten herbs on the ground, "First refine some pills, familiarize yourself with the feel, and then refine the Demon Heart Pill!"

After saying that, Ye Cangkong's eyes shone with golden light, cold and ruthless.

The spiritual power seemed to be a sharp blade, cutting more than a dozen herbs and finally turning into grass mud.

"The fire comes!!!"

"Bang!"

A flame condensed in the void.

Ye Cangqiong's face showed emotion, "The power of rules in this world is too strong. Even if I can't control it now, it can only activate the spiritual energy of the flame heaven and earth, and the rules of flame are mixed in it."

The grass mud continued to condense and form under the cover of flames. Ye Cangkong's right hand raised and his five fingers kept bounced, matching the medicinal properties of them.

Void Condensation Pill.

This is the simplest method of alchemy. In Ye Cangkong's opinion, the elixirs they refined will have very poor results.

Looking at the gradually condensed pills, Ye Cangqiong shook his head in slightest, "It seems he is going to find a pill furnace."

"Um?"

Suddenly!

Ye Cangkong's eyes flashed with a solemn look, and he slowly looked up.

"Boom!!!"

A thunder cloud suddenly appeared above Tianfu City, with lightning and lightning interspersed, and the terrifying pressure made most of the barbarians in the city tremble.

"What's going on?"

"Oh my God, why did it thunder? Who angered Manzu?"

More barbarians crawled on the ground, begging in their hearts...

"call out!"

At the same time, a burly figure shot out from the city lord's mansion, one step and three meters, like a thunder and lightning, heading towards the yard where Wu Miao was.

"Senior, what did he do?"

In the yard, Wu Miao's face was filled with horror, his delicate body trembled, and he stared blankly at the closed door in front of him.

Those lightning and lightning condensed in the sky above the room where Ye Cangkong was, but it never fell.

"Dad!"

Suddenly, a complexity appeared in Wu Miao's eyes, looking at the burly figure who appeared beside him.

Wu Zong ignored Wu Miao and stared at the front with a nervous expression and closed the door.

As the most powerful peak barbarian cultivator in the Earthly Mandarin with a radius of thousands of miles, Wu Zong naturally knows more than ordinary people.

When he saw the lightning that had not yet fallen for a long time, the excitement in his heart could not be described in words.

"There is a record of the mind scriptures left by Master, which will cause thunder to stop dispersing. This is the rule..."

"In other words, the person in the room is understanding the rules... that person is at least a great perfection..."

Thinking of this, Wu Zong couldn't help but take a breath of air. Unexpectedly, there was such a noble existence hidden in Tianfu City.

In the room, Ye Cangkong felt the terrifying pressure coming from above, his sword eyebrows raised and his eyes flashed with cold light.

"Is it because I used my previous life to refine the alchemy?"

"But why didn't the thunder tribulation fall?"
Chapter completed!