Immemorial War God

She had originally thought that Mo Feng was going to die. She hadn't thought that he would be so lucky, to be able to live a good life here, and that nothing would happen to him at all. It truly made people jealous.    

But he was also shocked in his heart. With Mo Feng being so heavily injured, there was almost no chance of survival.    

"Give me a few Core Formation martial artists or a grandmaster alchemist." The person in the drawing said coldly, a black line appeared on Mo Feng's forehead, he knew that it would be like this, the person in the drawing was a strand of consciousness, although it could display the strength of its main body, it still depended on how the thread of consciousness progressed.    

It was unknown how many years the person in the painting had been stuck in Yang Qing Ya. It was not easy to maintain the power of his consciousness to this point, and his strength had been reduced by who knows how many times. In order to improve his strength, he had to improve his mind.    

Perhaps it was a pill master or a smithing master with a strong soul force, but how could he deal with these people at this time? Moreover, he wasn't a bloodthirsty person, so he couldn't just kill people and raise the mental level of the people in the painting for no reason.    

"Nope."    

"Hmph." The person in the painting snorted coldly, his eyes filled with contempt as he looked at Mo Feng. Mo Feng's talent was impressive, but he was currently too weak.    

"Bring me a Star Stone." Relying on Mo Feng to kill someone to raise her mental strength was impossible, she could only temporarily use Star Stones.    

"Here." Mo Feng did not hesitate to take it out. If the star stones could help the person in the painting raise his strength, he could take out as many star stones as he wanted.    

"Hmph." The person in the painting unhappily snorted, picked up the star stone, and began cultivating.    

After a quarter of an hour, the person in the painting suddenly threw away the star stone in his hand. Opening his eyes, his face was filled with anger as he stood up and kicked the star stone to the ground.    

"Useless!" The person in the painting was extremely furious. Star stones were basically useless to her. If she wanted to recover her strength, it would not only require a huge amount of star stones, but it would also take countless years.    

"Ugh …" Seeing the person in the painting going crazy, Mo Feng's mouth twitched. In the end, the person in the painting had turned into this in order to help him, he had to think of a way.    

"Actually, I can refine pills." Mo Feng suddenly pursed his lips, the person in the painting was startled, he stared straight at Mo Feng, and said while gritting his teeth:    

"Why didn't you say so earlier!"    

"You didn't ask." Mo Feng shrugged, the eyes of the person in the painting stared, almost angering Mo Feng to the point of spitting out blood, he wanted to strangle Mo Feng to death!    

Taking a deep breath to quell his anger, he glared at Mo Feng fiercely and said:    

"Then why don't you hurry up and refine it for me!"    

Mo Feng curled his lips and shrugged, then turned and walked towards the pill cultivating room. The person in the painting looked at Mo Feng's back and almost went crazy from anger. He knew clearly what was going on with her, why didn't he say so earlier, and why did he have to anger her to death?    

Mo Feng walked into the pill refining room and took out a medicinal ingredient and concocted a pill formula from his brain. This pill could recover the damage to the soul, but since the ingredients were incomplete, there was not much that could be recovered, but it should be enough to help the person in the painting right now.    

"Sizzle sizzle!"    

Three days later, Mo Feng passed a bottle of pills to the person in the painting with a face full of fatigue.    

"You should have enough of these pills." weakly said, he immediately went back into cultivation, refining the pills took up a large amount of his Qi and spirit, it was enough to even damage his own soul, it should not be a problem for him to recover the power of the person in the painting.    

The person in the painting opened the jade bottle and took a look at the medicinal pellets within, raising his head to look at Mo Feng, a strange light flashed past his eyes, he raised his head and swallowed the medicinal pellet, then sat down cross-legged and started cultivating.    

"This pill …" The people in the painting could not help but be shocked, the effects of this pill had exceeded her expectations. She had watched Mo Feng refine pills so easily, she had thought that it was only slightly stronger than Star Stones.    

"Is there really anything he doesn't know?" In her eyes, Mo Feng was an omnipotent genius. Even if it was someone she had seen before, at this age, with resources like this, no one would be able to reach the same level as Mo Feng!    

In this half a month of cultivation, Mo Feng had increased his cultivation speed by 55 times, becoming stronger and stronger, approaching his Starchild's Realm.    

"Phew!"    

Opening his eyes, Mo Feng exhaled deeply as he clenched his fist and shook his head. Starchild's Realm was not so easy to break through after all.    

"Looks like I still have to go out and break through a bottleneck." Mo Feng's eyes shone with a strange light, he turned and saw that the person in the drawing was still in cultivation, he kept the drawing, got up and walked out.    

"Let's see what the mission is." Walking down the mountain, Mo Feng pondered and stroked his chin as he walked towards the Merit Palace Hall of the Invigorated Qing Sect. To break through the bottleneck, he would need to go out and take a look, and doing some things for the sect was also good.    

"Teacher."    

Halfway there, they saw an elder walking towards them. Seeing Mo Feng, he was startled, and then, he cupped his fists and greeted respectfully.    

Mo Feng smiled and nodded. It seemed that the elders of the Tong Qing Sect were already very respectful to him, they looked around, and seeing that many disciples were about to pass by, they smiled and said:    

"Second elder, there is no need to bow so deeply. You can just call me Xing Yuan."    

He knew that Mo Feng was worried about the face of these clan elders. After all, Mo Feng was too young, if the disciples below saw a dignified clan elder actually address a young Bai Jing Sheng as teacher, it would be too eye-catching, and even lose the dignity of an clan elder.    

Mo Feng did this not only because he worried about the face of the elders, but also because he wanted less trouble for himself. Otherwise, if the disciples heard about it, it would be troublesome.    

"Master Xing Yuan, where are you heading to?" The second and first elder clasped their fists.    

"I want to make a trip to the Hall of Contributions to see if there are any suitable missions I can accept." Mo Feng replied. Second Elder was taken aback for a moment, and then he said:    

"Master Xing Yuan, what are you missing? If anything is missing, feel free to tell me. In his mind, he believed that Mo Feng still retained the method of becoming a disciple in the Jade Flame Gate, and that whatever he wanted would be exchanged for through rewards or contribution points. However, with Mo Feng's position in the sect, as long as he asked for it, it would immediately be in his hands.    

"There's no need to trouble yourself. I just want to take a walk and take a mission." Mo Feng shook his head and laughed.