The setting sun is like blood, shining on the vast snowfields, dyeing the snow-capped mountains on both sides of the Yuanjiang River into golden red.

Lu Feng, Xi Youmeng and his entourage rode on a large, simple ship and sailed gently eastward along the Yuanjiang River.

Due to Xi Youmeng's alienation, Lu Feng was happy to be quiet, sitting alone on the deck railing of the bow, lazily facing the gusts of river breeze, his blue-black robe swaying in the wind;

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his body, making him look warm and indescribably carefree.

Xi Youmeng, who was sitting in the cabin, saw this scene through the window curtains and couldn't help but feel a little lost. His eyes subconsciously fixed on Lu Feng.

I saw him half leaning on the railing, staring quietly at the distant sky, not knowing what he was thinking. His figure looked a little lonely, as if he had blended in with this vast and lonely world, and there was an unspeakable feeling.

The lonely temperament.

Just looking at Lu Feng's figure at this moment, Xi Youmeng asked himself that he would definitely think that he was a descendant of some famous family. He was unruly and had the proud demeanor of being the only one in the world.

It is impossible to imagine that this would be an evil cultivator who kills without blinking an eye, is vicious and vicious, and likes to cut out people's hearts.

In his absence, a faint smell of blood swept into the window curtains against the river wind.

Xi Youmeng frowned slightly. Her nose was usually more sensitive than ordinary people, and she was sure that it was the smell of blood, not the smell of fish in the river, almost instantly.

Get up and walk out of the cabin slowly.

Looking for the scent, he came behind Lu Feng.

At close range, he found that Lu Feng's hand with his back turned was holding a bloody heart with spiritual energy. As the spiritual energy contained in it fluctuated, obscure lines appeared on the heart, accompanied by tiny bits of flesh.

Flying.

The source of the bloody smell lies here!

"Are you practicing the patterns of that evil array with the human heart?"

Xi Youmeng clenched his fists and stared with gritted teeth.

Lu Feng turned around and glanced at Xi Youmeng, ignoring the latter's suppressed emotions that were about to explode. He pretended to be bloodthirsty and grinned, "Since I am an evil cultivator, isn't it normal for me to act like this?"

"Look~" Lu Feng turned around and presented the heart in his hand to Xi Youmeng, "I'll show you a strange thing~"

Thump, thump!

Xi Youmeng looked at the heart wrapped in spiritual energy in Lu Feng's hand in shock, and saw that it was trembling and beating slightly as if it were alive. She couldn't help but be surprised and was full of astonishment.

"Wrong way!" Xi Youmeng was briefly surprised, then his face suddenly turned cold. He slapped his heart away and threw him into the river along the fence.

Well!

At the moment when her heart was thrown away, Xi Youmeng's eyes went white, and her consciousness seemed to be in a trance at this moment. She vaguely seemed to hear a sound like a baby crying, which was so shocking and harsh that her soul was shaken.

Trembling.

"Soul power!"

After coming back to his senses, Xi Youmeng's eyes were still full of horror. He realized that the weird and horrifying baby's cry before was not the actual sound of the heart, but some kind of strange pattern engraved on it that was affected by external forces.

, the impact is caused by the phantom sound based on the power of the soul.

Just the power of the formation can make her temporarily dazed...

Xi Youmeng had a hard time imagining how powerful Lu Feng would be if he deployed the evil formation completely.

'We must try to stop him! We must not let him use the evil formation to cause trouble to the people!'

Xi Youmeng's mind suddenly became firm and determined.

But thinking about Lu Feng's strength, he felt deeply powerless.

In the end, he could only let out a heavy groan, as if he was angry, and walked towards the cabin sadly.

Lu Feng hesitated and threw out a pill box.

"This elixir may be beneficial to your injury. Don't thank me. I am an evil cultivator. This is something that was stolen. It is poisonous or not. It is up to you to decide whether to eat it or not."

Lu Feng deliberately spoke in a more indifferent tone, understanding that only by being accustomed to You Meng in this way might he be willing to take the risk. If someone takes the initiative to please you, the latter will definitely be wary.

Xi Youmeng casually took the pill box. He was initially wary and unwilling to accept it, but after hearing that it was a stolen item, he couldn't help but curiously opened the pill box and took a look. He felt a strong aura of extreme sunshine permeating the air, and his mind was filled with excitement.

Can't help but move.

She thought that since it was something stolen, she would be aggrieved by accepting it, but she didn't feel like she owed anything.

Lu Feng's trainee Youmeng got into the cabin without even saying a word of thanks after receiving this, and couldn't help but smile;

My own evil personality is really annoying.

Inside the cabin.

Elder Song Wenbai saw Xi Youmeng holding the pill box in his hand and walking towards him blankly, and couldn't help but asked with concern: "Young Pavilion Master, what is in this pill box?"

Xi Youmeng handed over the elixir box, "Elder Song, it just so happens that you are quite experienced in medicine. Can you help me find out if there is anything wrong with this elixir? That evil cultivator was stolen from me, and it might be beneficial to my recovery from my injury.

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Song Wenbai was startled, and he carefully looked at the elixir in his hand. Sensing the rich and blazing aura of the polar sun inside, he couldn't help but scream in horror: "Young Pavilion Master, this elixir..."

Xi Youmeng's heart tightened: "But what problem was discovered?"

"No, no," Song Wenbai said continuously: "This elixir is of the highest quality. Even among the most pure elixirs, it is definitely a rare and top-notch existence. Look at the elixir patterns on this elixir, which are natural and natural.

It must have come from the hands of an extremely powerful alchemy master. Even in my heyday, I would never have been able to refine an elixir of such perfect quality."

Xi Youmeng and others couldn't help but froze on the spot after hearing this.

"He, why would he be so generous in giving out such a grade of elixir?"

Xi Youmeng was full of astonishment and puzzled, "Is this really something that an evil cultivator can do? Can an evil cultivator have such a good heart?"

Everyone on the side looked at each other in confusion, "That person probably doesn't have any intentions. Don't bully our young pavilion master by asking for repayment or anything like that."

"Is it possible that this elixir is just superficial, using some kind of crooked trick? It doesn't actually have much effect?"

After further inspection, Song Wenbai was surprised and said: "If I read it correctly, the core medicinal ingredient of this elixir is the legendary Red Lotus Seeds of the Violent Fire. Among the many pure and pure elixir medicinal materials, the lotus seeds of the Red Lotus of the Violent Fire

It is considered to be the most mild medicine, and there is no medicine in the world that is more suitable for Young Pavilion Master to regulate his body and restore his strength."

"Red Lotus of Violent Fire?" Xi Youmeng was shocked and full of suspicion: "Isn't it said that such a cherished thing has a small chance of being found only in places with strong yang energy in the world?"

Song Wenbai nodded and wondered: "I wonder how the evil cultivator could have such a rare pill in his hands? Even if he robbed it, how could he get such a rare thing?"

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional.

The suspicion that had dissipated in Xi Youmeng's mind suddenly resurfaced, 'If he is really the person he originally thought of, he who refines the breath of the extreme sun, and has such a companion thing, it seems not difficult to explain.

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'It's just... if it was really him, why would he become such a ruthless evil cultivator?'

For a moment, Xi Youmeng was in indescribable confusion. He couldn't figure out what to do. He was hoping that his guess would be correct, but he also didn't want someone with that status to embark on the path of evil cultivation.

'We need to find an opportunity to test it out!'

Xi Youmeng secretly made up his mind. If the guess was true, there might be a way to remedy it and bring it back on track.

Lu Feng was still leaning calmly on the bow of the boat. He didn't know what Xi Youmeng was thinking. The pill he gave did contain the medicinal properties of the Violent Fire Red Lotus. It was from the time when he and Ye Fan stayed in the Tianyu Clan.

Here, the latter practiced in his spare time.

He also knew that giving such an elixir would inevitably arouse Xi Youmeng's suspicion, but compared to the latter's recovery from his injuries, which made the latter more confident of surviving in the Holy Fire Abyss, mere suspicion was nothing.

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On the contrary, being blindly regarded as an evil cultivator is not suitable for coexistence. It is most appropriate to blur the identity so that Xi Youmeng can remain distant while retaining some care.

at the moment.

Without Xi Youmeng's harassment, Lu Feng continued to practice inscribing three types of evil patterns. One heart after another was covered with all kinds of strange patterns under the influence of his spiritual energy. Only when there was no more places to inscribe would he be engraved.

Throw it into the river.

Such behavior, not to mention that uninformed others would think it was very cruel and evil, even Lu Feng himself could not bear it.

As the night slowly fell, the scene of his hand thrusting his heart into the river against the night became increasingly eerie and penetrating.

If an ordinary person could see this, it would probably scare their souls out of their wits.

Fortunately, with the help of these hearts, Lu Feng has made a lot of gains in the inscription of three types of evil patterns. Not to mention that he can inscribe perfectly, there is still a success rate of over 90%. If he uses his cleverness

My subordinates should be able to do more, and even if there are some mistakes, they can be rectified in time.

In line with the idea of ​​making the best use of everything, Lu Feng did not stop there and continued to use the ready-made heart to familiarize himself with the three types of formation patterns.

As a formation master, the success or failure of the formation, as well as the speed, are closely related to his familiarity with the various formation patterns of the formed formation. The more familiar he is at the moment, the faster he will be able to arrange the formation in the future.

Success, whether it is this Evil Heart Death-seeking Formation or other formations, is the same.

A small improvement can sometimes be life-saving.

Time passes slowly.

The night is like a huge piece of black silk stretched out on the river, reflecting the vastness and loneliness of this world.

As the ship moved eastward, the mountains on both sides were significantly less snow-covered, and the black and bare peaks looked even more cold and majestic in the night.

Well!
To be continued...