Chapter 4118: The deal with the fortune teller

We must know that it is not easy for Wang Feng to refine an elixir. If this idiot fools him, wouldn't it be a big loss for Wang Feng to give the pill?
Therefore, Wang Feng has to implement the situation. If this divine fortune teller really needs this thing, then Wang Feng is not unable to give it to him. After all, once he breaks through the middle stage of the immortal martial realm, Wang Feng does not believe that he needs help in the future. .
Others hadn’t been able to break through to the middle stage of the immortal martial realm for a lifetime of cultivation, but now how long is the divine fortune teller who just broke through the middle of the immortal martial realm, he actually said that he was going to condense the heart of this great way, honestly Wang Feng did not believe it. Because it sounds a bit unreliable.
But when Wang Feng used his own heavenly eyes to look at the heart of the fortune teller, he suddenly discovered that the heart of the fortune teller did show signs of condensing the heart of the great avenue, and he had condensed more than once or twice in this way.
"How did you do it? How can there be so much power of the Great Dao for you to absorb in this world?" Wang Feng couldn't help asking when seeing this scene.
"My arithmetic is unparalleled in the world, and I can find many places that others can't find. Under such circumstances, I can naturally search for the power of the great power I need. Why? Do you want to grab the territory with me? Nothing?"
"Of course I won't be robbing you of territory, but I want you to do me a favor."
Wang Feng has now changed his way of cultivation, and the power of this great path is of no use to him, but this thing is useless to him, but it is useful to Jiang Yihuan.
Jiang Yihuan also knows about the heart of the Dao, but he suffers from not having much Dao power to use. If this divine fortune can take him to practice together, then Jiang Yihuan can quickly condense the Dao’s power. Heart?
If the fortune teller can help Wang Feng, even if Wang Feng provides him with this pill containing the power of the great power, Wang Feng is willing.
"What's busy?" Hearing Wang Feng's words, the face of the operator showed a suspicious look. He felt that Wang Feng was digging a hole for himself.
But now he wants to ask Wang Feng, even if Wang Feng digs a hole, then he has to jump into it.
"This may be a bit troublesome for you, but I still hope you can promise me."
While talking, Wang Feng took a deep breath and said: "Oh, I know you have the ability to find some places that others can't find. There is a dying Jiang Yihuan beside me, who is the great prince of the empire. I miss you. I should have seen it."
"What do you want to do?" Hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortune teller said.
"In fact, this is the case. The current vitality of Brother Jiang depends on us. Once he fails to break through the middle stage of the immortal martial realm, we will continue to provide him with strength like this. If he wants to fully restore his vitality, he needs to break through to immortal In the middle of the Martial Realm, so I need your help."
"What do you mean by asking me to find some places with strong Dao power for him to practice?"
This divine operator is not a fool. Wang Feng's words have already made it clear. If he still doesn't understand what Wang Feng wants to express, then he has been in vain all these years.
"That's right." Wang Feng nodded, a little embarrassed, because he felt that this seemed to be difficult.
Sure enough, after hearing Wang Feng’s words, the fortuneteller immediately jumped up and cursed: "Aren’t you trying to play me to death? It’s hard for me to find a suitable place for cultivation. If I let others practice, What do I do by myself? Didn't you break my path of cultivation?"
"This is the condition for exchanging pills."
The reaction of the operator was still expected by Wang Feng, so at this moment, Wang Feng made a calm voice.
"You are threatening me."
Wang Feng has the pill, but he can't just give it to the fortuneteller. Since the fortuneteller has the ability to find the treasure of cultivation, Wang Feng will naturally use this point.
"Regardless of threat or not, in short, this is the condition for exchanging the pill. As long as you can agree and let Brother Jiang break through to the middle stage of the immortal martial realm, I can provide you with one hundred pill that contains the power of the great power."
"Guru!~"
Hearing Wang Feng's words, the throat of the operator couldn't help but surge, it was the sound of drooling.
He was a little moved.
However, when he thought of what Wang Feng had just said, he couldn't help but dispel this thought in his heart, because Wang Feng had said that he wanted Jiang Yihuan to become a mid-level powerhouse in the fairy martial realm. How much would it take? A blessed place for cultivation?
This can completely exhaust his divine fortune.
"You want to kill me, let the other party break into the middle stage of the immortal martial realm, do you know how much power is needed?"
"I am not very clear about this, but this is the condition for exchanging the pill. With the pill that I give you, you may have a chance to condense the heart of the Dao Dao, but if you do not agree, I am afraid I will not be able to get the pill. Up."
"For the other party to break through to the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, the great power required is endless. It's better to let me practice slowly by myself. You are looking for things for me."
"One hundred and fifty." Wang Feng spread out his five fingers and said.
"I can't help you with this matter, you should go and ask Gaoming."
Wang Feng's request was too demanding, and this divine operator couldn't agree to it.
"Two hundred!" At this time, Wang Feng retracted his three fingers~EbookFREE.me~ and said again.
When Wang Feng's voice had just fallen, he could clearly see the trace of struggle flashing across the face of this fortuneteller, and it was clear that this fortuneteller was also very tortured at this moment.
He needed the pill that Wang Feng gave him, but he didn't want to help Wang Feng so much, so he was very shaken now.
"Two hundred pills should be enough for you to condense the heart of the Great Dao, are you sure you will not help?" Wang Feng asked at this time.
"I……."
"Two hundred and fifty, this is already my limit. You also understand how difficult it is to refine this pill. If you still refuse to help, then I can only let Brother Jiang take these pill. You have to think about it."
"Well, I can only try."
The two hundred and fifty pill is indeed very much. At first, the fortune teller had seen Wang Feng refining this thing with his own eyes. He understood how difficult it was to refining this thing, and even Wang Feng himself was in danger.
It takes five pills at a time, six at most, and it takes dozens of times to refine so many pills, so Wang Feng's bleeding is also considered heavy.
For Jiang Yihuan, Wang Feng did it all.
"Since you said you can only try, then I can only give you a hundred pills temporarily, and the others will be given to you later."
"Then I will do it for you."
Hearing Wang Feng's words, this fortune was really irritated, but what Wang Feng gave him was too tempting.
You must know that a pill containing the power of the great power is better than countless pill, and this pill is unique to Wang Feng's family, so the fortune teller can be said to let Wang Feng eat to death. What to say.
If it is said that Wang Feng will not give a piece of it to Mao, can he find this pill elsewhere? That is obviously impossible.
:. :