Demon Revival: Sacrifice, Billions of Rewards!

Believe it or not

Section 649

“Hey, Tingting, you have to think about it. It takes time to contact the Heavenly Sword Region, and they don’t necessarily agree. If you waste a minute now, the big brother will be more dangerous.”

“You are harming your father by doing this.”

Luo Ting’s second uncle hurriedly persuaded her.

When Luo Ting heard the words, he also became a little confused.

Floating grass is too rare, she only has one, and she managed to get it at the risk of her life.

If there is something wrong with this floating grass, it will be more difficult than reaching the sky if you think about it.

Moreover, Luo Ting felt that there was something wrong with that alchemist Feiyuan. She didn’t dare to hand over the floating grass to alchemist Feiyuan easily.

Alchemist Ke Feiyuan is the most powerful immortal pharmacist on Yanxiao Island. Apart from him, no one else knows how to make Fusheng Pill.

Luo Ting couldn’t find anyone else in a short time.

This is what troubles her the most.

“Tingting, you can’t hesitate any longer. Your father is in pain on the hospital bed. If you continue to hesitate and cause him to miss the best time for treatment, it will be a sin!”

Seeing that Luo Ting was still hesitating, Second Uncle Luo Ting urged him again.

In fact, at this time, whether it is the second uncle Luoting or the alchemist Na Feiyuan, they are all Sima Zhao’s heart, and everyone knows it.

Ke Luoting seemed to have no choice at all.

Seeing Luo Ting’s appearance, Jiang Feng behind him sighed.

Originally, he didn’t want to interfere, but now it seems that he still has to help this girl.

Helping her is tantamount to helping Jiang Feng himself.

Otherwise, in case her father really can’t wake up, then he will fail if he wants to know about You Luo Guo.

Then this trip will be in vain.

“Miss Luo Ting, why don’t you give me this floating grass. I’ve also dabbled in alchemy, so I should be able to refine the resurrection pill.”

Jiang Feng said suddenly.

Luo Ting, who was just about to make a decision, opened his mouth and closed it immediately.Then he turned around suddenly and looked at Jiang Feng.

With an incredulous expression on his face.

“Mr. Jiang…Mr. Jiang, are you serious? Are you really able to make Fusheng Pills? Are you an immortal pharmacist?”

Luo Ting was a little excited and incoherent.

Jiang Feng nodded.

“Well, I have learned and refined some elixir. Seventh and eighth grade elixir have also been successful. I know that Fusheng Pill is a seventh-grade elixir. As long as there are enough materials, it should not be a big problem to refine it successfully.”

Jiang Feng said.

In fact, he was already as humble and low-key as possible.

Not to mention the seventh-rank elixir, even the ninth-rank elixir, he can completely refine it 100%.

Because the one who made alchemy was not himself, but Shennong Ding.

The Shennong Ding is a divine weapon. The success rate of refining the elixir is 100%, and it doesn’t need Jiang Feng to control it himself, just prepare the elixir.

It’s too high to say, but the refining rate of the elixir pill is 100%, so there is no problem.

But Jiang Feng knew that if he spoke too absolutely, that would be bad.

It will only arouse distrust from Luo Ting and others, thinking that he is bragging.

That’s why I try to be as modest as possible, and don’t say it so absolutely.

And when Luo Ting heard Jiang Feng say that he had successfully refined some seven or eight elixir, his face also showed excitement.

Fusheng pill is the seventh-rank elixir. Jiang Feng has successfully refined the eighth-rank elixir, which means that he is at least the eighth-rank elixir.

This level is higher and more powerful than alchemist Fei Yuan.

“Okay, okay, okay, Mr. Jiang, I will trouble you, if you can really succeed in refining, my Luo family will owe you another favor.”

Luo Ting said very excitedly, and then he was going to hand over the floating grass to Jiang Feng.

At this time, her second uncle started acting like a demon again.

“Hey, wait, Tingting, you are too simple, but don’t believe everything anyone says. Who is this person? Why haven’t I seen it before? It shouldn’t be from Yanxiao Island, right?”

Luo Ting’s second uncle hurriedly stopped him.

“Yanxiao Island is so big, with a population of hundreds of thousands if not a million. You can’t possibly know everyone, right?”

Jiang Feng just answered casually.

Luo Ting’s second uncle suddenly became embarrassed and didn’t know how to answer.

At this time, a very sensible dog leg scolded Jiang Feng.

“Presumptuous! Who allowed you to speak to the deputy island owner like this, quickly kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake!”

Jiang Feng stared at the man with wide eyes. He played the role of this dog leg very well.

Jiang Feng stared at that dog leg, not only did he not feel nervous at all, but instead had his nostrils upturned, looking very proud.

“Xiao Hui, shut your stinky mouth. Mr. Jiang is Miss’s friend. How can you allow me to reprimand you alone?”

At this time, Xie Changtian, Luoting’s bodyguard, stood up and yelled coldly at the dog leg.

This made Jiang Feng look at Huwei Xie differently.

Unexpectedly, at this time, he would be the first to stand up and speak for himself.

“Xie Changtian, what do you mean by saying that I am a servant, as if you are not, what right do you have to say that about me?”

That bastard Xiao Hui shouted in disbelief.

Miss Luo Ting frowned, a little upset.

Luo Ting’s second uncle, that is, the deputy island owner saw it, and reprimanded him pretendingly.

“Xiao Hui, stop talking. Since this is Tingting’s friend, then for Tingting’s sake, forgive him for being disrespectful to me.”

“But Tingting, you have to listen to my second uncle’s advice. You are too simple, you have seen too little in the world, and you don’t know the ugliness of the human heart. Who knows if this person is an undercover agent sent by a hostile force?”

“And even if it’s not, you can’t just believe what he says. Do you know what it means to be an eighth-rank immortal pharmacist? Even in the Heavenly Sword Domain, eighth-rank immortal pharmacists are rare. How can he prove that he is ?”

“Don’t kill your father because of your temporary willfulness, Tingting.”

The deputy island owner tried to persuade him.

Luo Ting stood on the spot, clutching the corners of her skirt with both hands, as if making an extremely difficult decision.

Although she also had doubts about her second uncle, and it was impossible to completely listen to him, she had to say that there was some truth in what the second uncle said.

It’s not that she thinks that Jiang Feng is an undercover agent, but the floating grass is indeed too precious to allow any mistakes.

Jiang Feng’s strength is undoubtedly very strong, and Luo Ting also knows this.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to take them out of the Azure Shrine.

But alchemy is different. It is too difficult to become an immortal pharmacist, and it is even more difficult to be a powerful immortal pharmacist.

Mr. Jiang, is he really an eighth-rank immortal pharmacist?

Seeing Miss Luo Ting in such pain, Jiang Feng sighed again.

He didn’t explain too much, too much explanation would be bad.

Just said something.

“Miss Luo Ting, I’ve already said this. Believe it or not, it’s up to you. If you believe me, I will do my best. If you don’t believe me, I won’t blame you.”