He was wearing a set of alchemist robes, and on the back of the robes, there was a very finely crafted "Feng" character.
At this time, the man was immersed in a prescription in his hand, and he looked very focused.
On his chest, there was a simple medicine cauldron badge.
On the medicine cauldron, six strange golden ripples were slightly pulsating, which made people's eyes hurt.
Six golden patterns, in the alchemy world, generally only the sixth-grade alchemists are qualified to wear them.
And this man, who seemed to be only about thirty years old, was able to carry it on his body. There was only one person with such strength in the Black Horn Region.
The King of Medicine, Han Feng!
As the first person in the alchemy art in the Black Horn Region, Han Feng, a sixth-grade peak alchemist, has a high status in the hearts of many forces and even strong people.
Moreover, leaving aside his identity as an alchemist, his peak Douhuang cultivation, coupled with the help of the strange fire, few people in the Black Horn Region dare to despise him.
However, when he was studying the prescription seriously, a noisy sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, causing Han Feng to frown slightly.
Han Beng, who was at the peak of Dou Wang, came from outside and knelt down and said, "Master, there is an old man in black robe outside the door, saying that he has accurate information about the strange fire and wants to make a deal with you."
"Strange fire?!"
Hearing the word, Han Feng's body suddenly became stiff.
And the prescription in his hand fell on the low table in front of him without knowing when.
Thinking of the Burning Art that he had been stagnant for more than ten years at the advanced level of Xuan, his eyes suddenly showed a touch of heat.
The previous tranquility suddenly disappeared, and he said in a hurry: "Quick, please let him in."
"Yes, Master."
Feeling the former's urgency, Han Beng did not dare to delay, and his figure quickly flashed outside.
In a moment, he led a hunchbacked old man covered in a black robe to the bamboo building.
"Old sir, I wonder if the news about the strange fire you just said is true."
Seeing the cold breath coming from Lin Feng, Han Feng, who was of the fire attribute, was a little unhappy. But thinking of the strange fire, he still asked with a smile on his face.
"Don't worry, Medicine Emperor, my news is absolutely true, I dare to guarantee it with my own head."
Halfway through, Lin Feng changed his voice and continued in an old tone: "It's just that the man is a little weird, it seems to have the fighting power of Douhuang level, I'm afraid it's a little difficult to deal with."
"Hehe, although I'm not strong, I'm still confident in dealing with a Douhuang. Since the old man is so confident in his information, I wonder what the strange fire looks like and where it ranks on the strange fire ranking list?"
Han Feng smiled softly and confidently.
There was also a flash of excitement in his eyes.
Judging from the words of the "old man" in front of him, this news is very likely to be true.
As long as he can get this strange fire, the Burning Art can be upgraded to a ground-level skill.
Moreover, relying on the unique characteristic of the Burning Art that can be upgraded by absorbing flames, plus he has been honing at the peak of Douhuang for many years.
He is confident that he can hold on to the opportunity of absorbing the strange fire and break through to Douzong in one fell swoop!
"Ahem."
Lin Feng, who was disguised as an old man, pretended to cough a few times, and then said: "Since I am not familiar with the strange fire, I don't know what it is. I only know that it is white in color. When that person used it, it actually exuded an extremely strong chill, but when you sensed it, you found that it was very hot."
"What?!"
Han Feng, who was originally calm and composed, stood up subconsciously after hearing the former's explanation, and a sharp hoarse voice suddenly came out of his mouth.
His pupils also suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole.
At the same time, a panic spread from the depths of Han Feng's heart in an instant.
The memory that existed long ago reappeared in front of him, causing him to tremble violently all over.
"He's not dead. That old man is still alive. What should I do now?"
Han Feng's mind kept echoing with a few inexplicable words.
He was very familiar with the white fire.
Because that was the fire used by his teacher!
He had a falling out with Yao Chen for the Burning Art before.
In the end, he colluded with the Soul Palace and used some means to kill him.
So now, the news that Yao Chen was not dead was almost like thunder to him.
As a former disciple of Yao Chen, he knew very well.
As an eighth-grade nine-color alchemist, Yao Chen had a great appeal on the continent.
Even now, some Dou Zun-level masters on the continent still have a deep memory of the "Yao Zun" who was famous on the continent back then.
He had no doubt that if the word was spread that Yao Chen was still alive,
there would definitely be a large number of Dou Zun masters who needed elixirs to come to help.
Especially the Feng Zun, Yao Chen had a grace of rebirth for him back then.
Therefore, even though Yao Chen had been missing for many years, he was still unyielding in searching for his traces on the Central Continent.
Even, he was investigated several times.
However, since Venerable Feng had no evidence and his special identity, the other party could do nothing.
However, Yao Chen did not disappear with the wind as he imagined, but survived.
Han Feng could not imagine what kind of predicament he would be in if Yao Chen spread the news that he colluded with outsiders and assassinated his teacher!
At that time, Venerable Feng would probably be the first to come to his door and skin him alive.
Even if he met a legendary strongman of the Dou Zun level, he would not be able to resist at all.
As the thoughts in his mind turned, Han Feng's face became uncertain.
In the end, it finally settled on the ferocious and cold.
If he wanted to survive, he had to make Yao Chen and the insider in front of him shut up forever.
Because the dead are the most trustworthy people!
With a long sigh of relief, Han Feng quickly suppressed all the emotions in his heart.
Looking at the still motionless Lin Feng, he forced a smile and asked, "I wonder what conditions the old gentleman needs in order to tell me the information about the strange fire."
"Ahem, alas~"
Lin Feng pretended to sigh, and then said, "Because I am old and my life is almost over, I hope to exchange it for a life-extending pill and two Huangji pills from Yaohuang."
"Old gentleman, your price is too high."
Hearing the former's offer, even Han Feng frowned.
Although he still has several Huangji pills in his ring, as for the life-extending pill, he also found a roll in the ring of the old immortal, and can refine it at any time.
But these pills are all top-grade sixth-grade pills.
He is not short of these things, but the other party wants to exchange three pills of this level with a simple message.
Isn't this too much?
(End of this chapter)