Cultivation of immortality starts from falling into a trap

At this time, Wang Feng couldn't help but be a little anxious, and used all his strength to open his spiritual force field to the greatest extent, and took himself as the center of the circle to cover the range of eight hundred miles around.

This range has basically covered one-third of Qinghefang City, and there are also no breath fluctuations of Qiao'er's mother and daughter.

Wang Feng also sensed that something was unusual, and hurriedly withdrew his mental force field, and did not continue to investigate.

slapped his head, and secretly said that he was really concerned about it, and Uncle Huo should have news of them, so he didn't hesitate anymore, and went over directly in an instant.

This is the maximum limit that Wang Feng's metamorphosis body can withstand at present.

Otherwise, it would only cause the physical body to collapse, after all, theoretically, the fastest speed that Wang Feng should be able to reach now has reached three hundred zhang in an instant.

The pedestrians who came and went in the market only felt a gust of wind passing by, and looked up but saw nothing.

Wang Feng had already arrived at the door of Uncle Huo's refining shop at this time.

The interior of the store is less of the usual "ding ding dong" knocking sound, which is unusually deserted, and the words "closed to customers" are posted on the two closed doors.

Seeing this situation, Wang Feng was also shocked, Uncle Huo couldn't move away, so where can he find clues?

Quickly and carefully released his spiritual force field to sense, and then he exhaled a long sigh of relief.

Uncle Huo's eight-foot man, but at this time, his beard was unshaven, lying next to the refining furnace, drunk, was this still the tall and mighty Uncle Huo in his heart?

Wang Feng carefully pushed open the two doors, walked into the store, and covered the door again.

"Where did the thief come from, eat me a blow. Unexpectedly, Uncle Huo, who was very drunk, still heard the sound, and was about to greet Wang Feng's face with a fist the size of a sandbag.

Where did Wang Feng really dare to let this fist hit solidly, otherwise his handsome little face would not have to swell into a pig's head.

A sideways body was about to flash the fist in front of him, but when he heard a "bang", Uncle Huo's eight-foot-tall body actually fell backwards on his back.

In this situation, Wang Feng was stunned.

Looking around, the wine jars in the house were littered, and it was obvious that Uncle Huo was drinking like this, and it was not a matter of one or two days.

In any case, only by waking up Uncle Huo first can we know what happened.

There is no such thing as a decanting soup in this world, but there is a more practical elixir than a decanting soup.

To put it mildly, there is nothing in this world that the pill can't solve, it just depends on whether you can afford the spirit stone of the corresponding pill.

This kind of conventional elixir was simply trivial to Wang Feng, who had just ransacked many deacons of the sect in Aoki Valley, and it was directly transmitted to the Yuan Core.

Almost in the interval, a pill was caught by Wang Feng in his hand.

Wang Feng's eyes turned, and he understood, this should be the credit of the two newly acquired junior brothers, after all, Jian Lai and Ruthless are two immortal cultivators who have no knowledge of pills.

Squatted down, held Uncle Huo's head, and stuffed the unknown pill in his hand into his mouth.

The palm of his hand against Uncle Huo's back even used a spiritual power to help him dissolve the medicinal power as soon as possible.

"Ahem...... Is it dawning again...... How do you feel that this dream is so short...... Could it be that the old guy actually sold me fake wine...... Who...... Who is it..."

Uncle Huo's voice spread as if he was dreaming,

and in the next moment, he used the teleportation technique of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, and one dodged ten zhang away in front of Wang Feng.

At the same time, a spiritual coercion that belonged to the Yuan Infant Stage cultivator was pressing in the direction where Wang Feng was.

Because of the perverted bug of the mental force field, Wang Feng is least afraid of spiritual coercion.

"Hey, Uncle Huo turned out to be an infant monk. Busy with the Qi Technique, I looked at it again, and it was still the middle of the Yuan Infant Period.

Ann sat on the stone bench opposite Uncle Huo, and didn't even move, just stared at Uncle Huo with straight eyes, as if he had found some rare treasure.

"Uncle Huo, you can see clearly, it's me Wang Feng. In fact, there was no need for Wang Feng to speak, Uncle Huo on the other side had already recognized him at this time.

"Wang Feng, didn't you run away, how could you suddenly appear here?" Uncle

Huo was surprised when he saw Wang Feng, and even forgot to ask Wang Feng for a moment how he managed to cultivate in the foundation building period and stand still under his own coercion.

"I'm going to make a long story about this, anyway, the matter is settled, so I'm back again, it's Uncle Huo, you ......"

Wang Feng glanced around the entire room with his eyes after speaking, and the meaning was obvious.

"Alas...... If you had come back a month earlier, you should have been able to see Qiao'er's girl for the last time, but unfortunately you came back too late. After

saying that,

I didn't know where to conjure up another wine jar, and drank it to myself.

"What? Uncle Huo, are you saying that Qiao'er's girl is no longer in the world? When did this happen? Who did it?"

Wang Feng stood up in an instant, stepped in front of Uncle Huo, stepped forward and grabbed his shoulders and shook violently.

"Ahem...... Don't shake it, Qiao'er's mother and daughter are fine, they were just taken away, just a month ago.

It's my incompetence, it's all my incompetence, if it weren't for me, with Qiao'er's mother's cultivation, I would never have been caught, alas...... It's all me, it's me who hurt their mother and daughter......"

Uncle Huo, an eight-foot-tall man, said with tears in his eyes, raised his hand and poured a big sip of wine.

When Wang Feng heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as the person did not die, he could find another way.

"Uncle Huo, can you tell me specifically, with your cultivation in the middle of the Yuan Infant Stage, even Heqiao'er's mother can't beat the other party, could it be that the person who came is actually a monk in the Transformation Stage?"

Wang Feng also had deep doubts in his heart, and couldn't help but open his mouth to ask.

Uncle Huo didn't answer Wang Feng's question immediately, but stared at Wang Feng's whole person, which made him uncomfortable for a while, and thought that flowers had grown on his face.

"Who the hell are you? I obviously feel that I only have the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, but I can easily bear the spiritual pressure of my infancy. Uncle Huo looked at Wang Feng's eyes and became unconsciously sharp.

"I'm Wang Feng, Uncle Huo. Facing Uncle Huo's eyes at this time, Wang Feng was also a little unbearable.

"Your name is Wang Feng, I don't doubt this, it's just that Qiao'er's mother and I have special identities, and I secretly investigated your origin early, and your appearance is like being born out of thin air.

Just as we were about to do something about it, you suddenly disappeared again.

Since you are here today, it is up to you to make it clear by yourself, whether you are an enemy or a friend, and I Huo Lao Er continued. "

Uncle Huo, what I said is even more eloquent.

When Wang Feng heard this, his heart set off even more waves.

For the first time, the sound was turned into a medium, and it was transmitted to the sword and the ruthless ears within the Yuan Core.

The two are even more like facing the enemy, each taking out their weapons and waiting for the battle.