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Chapter 234 Soul Palace Medicine Master

There was silence over Fengcheng.

Yao Lao stretched out his hand, and the divine wheel behind him extended hundreds of chains to tie up Han Feng.

The evil spirit is sinister and the resentful spirits are terrifying.

Han Feng's expression changed drastically, "Soul Palace, you joined Soul Palace?!"

Han Feng was unwilling and afraid in his heart. Why did Yao Lao join the Soul Palace?

Don’t those people want Yao Lao’s soul?

Yao Lao was slightly stunned and silent for a long moment before waving his hands to tie Han Feng up completely.

A chain stretched out to Han Feng's dantian, grasping the origin of the Sea Heart Flame, and a chain pierced through Han Feng's soul.

The pain of the chains piercing his soul made Han Feng's face turn grim and ashen. Han Feng begged in fear, asking Yao Lao to let him go.

He doesn't want to die. He is still the orphan that Yao Lao picked up from the ruins.

But Yao Lao stripped away the Sea Heart Flame from Han Feng's body with a snap of his fingers, and took a blue flame like the sea in his heart, and looked down at it.

The flames in the heart of the sea surged in waves. This was a strange fire that was said to be born from the sea. The flames covered the sea waves and were endless.

It is a rare strange fire suitable for fighting.

"Xiao Yan, take it." Yao Lao sealed the Sea Heart Flame and threw it to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan reached out to catch it, and now he had a second strange fire.

"Burning Technique? Why do you only favor an outsider and are unwilling to give me this technique until you die!" Han Feng roared ferociously.

He also wants the Burning Art. If Yao Lao is willing to give him the Burning Art, will he join forces with the people from the Soul Palace to harm Yao Lao?

Why are you so biased?!
Yao Lao had a blank expression on his face, but Xiao Yan couldn't help but reply on Yao Lao's behalf:
"Are you mentally ill? You have a better technique, but you still want to practice this Burning Technique? Go ask Mu Gu from the Soul Palace. If you give him the Burning Technique, will he dare to practice it?"

The most important feature of the Burning Technique is its uniqueness.

If you are going to practice a technique, you can only practice this one. All other skills must be discarded and practiced again.

Otherwise, it would be a joke to use a yellow-level technique to accommodate the Dou Zun's Dou Qi.

So, apart from Han Feng, a crazy person, who would go to such great lengths to try to master this technique?
Wouldn’t it be great to be a second-generation cultivator with two Dou Zuns, or even potentially a Dou Sheng protecting him?
This kind of life is much happier than that of most people in Douqi Continent.

"And you should have already swallowed a strange fire once. How many strange fires do you think you can safely swallow? Two or three to reach the level of your original cultivation technique?"

Xiao Yan asked with a sneer.

Yao Lao has a high-level earth-level technique in his hands, but the initial Burning Technique is only a low-level yellow-level technique.

How many strange fires does Yao need to devour in order to advance from the low-level Yellow Rank to the low-level Mysterious Rank, and then to the high-level Earth Rank?

This is completely putting the cart before the horse, a foolish act of throwing away the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds.

Han Feng's face turned pale and he staggered in pain.

"Besides," Xiao Yan glanced at Han Feng with disgust, "the relationship between master and disciple is to support each other and help each other through difficulties."

"But what can you do to help the teacher?"

"Did it improve the teacher's alchemy skills, or did it strengthen his soul power?"

"You enjoy all the pampering, but you are unwilling to make even the slightest contribution. Han Feng, my senior brother, even a dog knows to wag its tail when its owner touches it. But what about you? Where is your tail? Wag it out!!"

Xiao Yan's cold laughter spread in the sky, causing an uproar in the entire city.

Han Feng, who is like a local tyrant in the entire Black Horn Region, is actually a person who betrays his teacher and ancestors?
Han Feng staggered and retorted fiercely, "What do you know, you little brat? You know nothing."

"But at least I know that those who betray their teachers and ancestors deserve to die!" Xiao Yan sneered faintly.

Yao Lao stretched out a huge phantom of a palm to grab Han Feng, with the bone spirit cold fire on it swaying.

Han Feng was suddenly filled with fear. He knew he was going to die. "No, listen to my explanation!"

boom!
With a pinch of five fingers, the huge palm shadow closed its palm at the same time, and Han Feng inside was immediately crushed into a pulp and died completely.

The soul body floated out, and Yao Lao indifferently shot out a bone spirit cold fire to burn its body.

"what!"

Han Feng's soul wailed in pain as he was burned alive into nothingness.

Many Dou Zong masters who came from afar saw this scene and felt a chill in their hearts. They became respectful towards Yao Lao and Xiao Yan.

Su Qian rushed over from the inner courtyard of Canaan College and was shocked when he saw this.

He didn't expect that it was the real Master Yao who had returned and killed Han Feng in one fell swoop.

"Something big is going to happen in the Douqi Continent." Su Qian understood in his heart that Yao Lao had returned to kill Han Feng.

This means that there was a hidden reason behind Yao Lao's death, and it was not a backlash from refining medicine.

Just before his death, Han Feng mentioned the Soul Palace, which was the most powerful force in the entire Dou Qi world.

They were the ones who killed Yao Lao, so they would definitely not let it go so easily.

"I am Su Qian, the Grand Elder of Canaan College, and I am honored to meet Master Yao!" Su Qian saluted Master Yao from a distance.

Yao Lao retracted the chain, and with the devilish aura of the divine wheel behind him, he looked at Su Qian and said:
"It turns out to be Xiao Qian. I didn't expect that after not seeing you for so many years, you have also entered the realm of Dou Zong."

In the entire Canaan Academy, except for the dean, everyone else is lower in seniority than Yao Lao.

Su Qian, an old man in a black robe who was more than half his age, looked helpless when he heard himself being called like that, but he also felt relieved in his heart.

"Su Qian is lucky that Master Yao still remembers me. Could you please invite Master Yao to the academy to talk?"

"If the dean comes back, he will surely be happy to see that Master Yao is safe and sound."

Su Qian invited with a smile.

Yao Lao's heart moved slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said, "In that case, let me and my disciple Xiao Yan delay your Canaan Academy for a few days."

Xiao Yan was also excited. He was invited to Canaan College by others, not on his own initiative.

By the way, I need to ask the group leader where the Fallen Heart Flame is located in Canaan College.

When the time comes, take it away secretly, don’t shoot.

[Xiao Yan: Group leader, the teacher has finished cleaning up the disciples.]

[Xiao Yan: Canaan Academy's Grand Elder Su Qian is inviting us to visit the academy. Where is the Fallen Heart Flame?]

[Ji Zheng: Solved? No accidents, right?]

He remembered that there were several Soul Palace guardians in the Black Horn Region, and it was inevitable that they would be connected to Han Feng.

Xiao Yan: No, I borrowed the Goddess Furnace from Ye Fan. I guess that's why everything is so peaceful.

[Ji Zheng: 6]

No wonder there were no accidents. With the Goddess Furnace in hand, not to mention the Dou Zong guardians of the Soul Palace, even the Soul Emperor didn't dare to say anything.

[Xiao Yan: But what are you doing, group leader? You didn't even see the red envelope Ye Fan sent.]

Yes.

Ye Fan in the group is online. The group owner seems to be offline for a while recently.

Even such a big thing as red envelopes was not paid attention to in the first place.

(End of this chapter)