The Peerless Doctor: The Black-bellied Poison Concubine

Chapter 297 Slapping the face (3)

"Correct."

Yinweng nodded, and continued to speak slowly: "When the five aggregates fairy spirits and the mist of the phantom sea are completely fused together, they become fairy phantoms. Phantom phantoms can create weapons and even people. The higher the level, the higher the refining level. The higher it is, the better things will naturally be. In fact, you can combine the two this time, although it is not too successful, it is better than what my master refined back then. But you can refine the middle stage, this talent is definitely an amazing thing!"

Regarding Yinweng's appreciation, Yun Yiran just smiled indifferently: "As you said, wouldn't it be considered omnipotent if it can be refined?"

This question made Yinweng's face instantly calm down, and he returned to his original smile again: "Everything in the world, how can it be invincible and omnipotent. In fact, things created with this also have shortcomings, such as weapons and people. There is a time limit, even if the level reaches the god level, this problem cannot be avoided."

"..."

Yun Yiran already understood it in his heart.

In fact, the so-called fairy illusion is just a kind of illusion, but the illusion created by the pill is more real and thus more powerful.

Speaking of which, if this kind of thing is useful, it is also useful. After all, if you can transform some weapons when confronting the enemy, it may reverse the original defeat. It is precisely because of this that she has no interest in thinking about it. up.

Yinweng Kanyun also understood, and couldn't help but smile: "My dear boy, the medicine you refined that is half of the Five-Aggregated Immortal Spirit and half of the Illusory Sea Mist is actually already in the middle of the master class. The technology you have mastered is not pure enough, I believe that with more refinement, it will definitely reach the immortal level."

Blue out of blue.

This matter is indeed something to be proud of, but it also makes him, a master, a little depressed...

"Master, you taught me well."

Yun Yiran seemed to see what Yinweng was thinking, and said such a sentence in a very appropriate way.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Yin Weng's face was filled with excitement: "Really? Don't you think I'm useless as a master?" After speaking, he paused, and then continued with his eyes shining. : "Do you think it's better to be my master, or your hidden master?!"

It can be said that this kind of Yinweng is like a child who wants candy, and his appearance makes people extremely speechless.

"you."

Yun Yiran simply replied with one word.

After all, that so-called master doesn't exist at all, but she didn't say that, she just smiled.

"..."

There was a moment of silence.

In the next second, Yin Weng jumped up directly: "I knew it, I knew it, the good boy likes my Yin Weng the most!"

"Is it?"

Once again, an extremely cold voice came.

Yinweng knew who the other party was without turning his head, so his excited face immediately collapsed: "I was joking..." After saying that, he turned back with a smile: "My good disciple likes you the most. Of course it is you, Lord Mozun!"

No morals!
Yun Yiran only wanted to give Yinweng these three words!

So, she gave him a blank look, turned around and walked towards the secret room without even looking at Leng Shui Mo...

"..."

Woohoo, Yin Weng wanted to cry but had no tears.

He glanced at Yun Yiran's back before looking at Leng Shuimo: "Master Mozun, this girl is really slow in some aspects..."

(End of this chapter)