"This demon refining pot, I had to pay for it at the beginning..."

Ye Feng pulled his long face and said, "Serious!"

"Uh, okay! This demon refining pot is not a real demon refining pot, but a fake demon refining pot I made based on the real demon refining pot, and it is not fake!"

"Fake? What does this mean?"

"If it means it is fake, there must be flaws. If it is really controlled by the real demon refining pot, I have no choice!"

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was fake. If it was true, he would definitely be done. Even this guy couldn't find a way to go.

"Since it's fake, then tell me how to get out!"

"Actually, I used this demon refining pot to refine the demons at the time. Of course, the demons at that time were just small characters, so I could do it!"

Ye Feng rolled his eyes and said to himself, you guys can also speak loudly. If you really can't help but let the demons be so arrogant now.

"Don't you disbelief. Didn't you smell a bloody smell in this demon-refining pot?"

“It’s a little bit!”

"That's right. There are as many as one million demons I have used this thing to practice. Unfortunately, the imitation of demon refining talismans are ultimately imitated, and the refined demons are at most defective!"

"What does it mean? It is a defective product that is refined by the demon. Did you create the demon?"

"That's not. The devil I mentioned is to refine it into my own subordinates. Unfortunately, most of them were trained by me, or I was trained to death. Not many people can really succeed. However, after success, the devil is extremely terrifying, and I only listen to me!"

Ye Feng asked: "This is not what I want to ask. If I ask you now, how can I get out!"

"It's easy to go out, just break this demon-refining pot!"

"Your uncle, I'm in the demon refining pot now, how can I break it!"

"Can't you contact other people? Just ask them to break them!"

Ye Feng really wanted to knock him to death with one stick, and he couldn't contact the outside world. Where do you ask me to go to them?

"Is there any other way? This method will definitely not work!"

"Of course there is. The second way is to make this demon refining pot recognize the master as your thing, but this thing has been recognized by this Demon Emperor. I guess you don't have the ability!"

Ye Feng said: "Isn't it just a forced recognition of the master? I have heard of this thing. Difficulties are difficult, but they can also be feasible. Tell me, what should I do!"

"It's very simple. Draw a circle and write a shemale inside. I'm your master!"

Ye Feng almost fell down. Isn’t this a bit hasty to recognize the owner? Isn’t it a bit perfunctory?

After all, it is a copy of ancient artifacts. Your method of recognizing the master is a bit too perfunctory.

"Are you sure this is OK? I have read less, so don't lie to me!"

"If you believe it or not, just keep it in it for the rest of your life!"

Ye Feng had no choice but to accept the reality. What did this guy think at the beginning? It was ridiculous to say this method.

However, Ye Feng still did the method that guy said.

First, I drew a circle, and then wrote the Demon Refining Pot inside, I am your master.

Then Ye Feng indeed saw that the circle he drew and the word emitted a light, and then it disappeared.

Ye Feng looked at it for a long time, then stomped his feet and cursed: "I'll draw a circle to curse you, your uncle, you lied to me without any reaction!"

"I remember I was not wrong. Is your method wrong?"

Ye Feng said hatefully: "It is certain that the method you said is that only fools would be so perfunctorily admit their mistakes!"

The guy continued, "What I said is that your way of drawing circles and writing is wrong!"

"Your uncle, is there any problem with my circle? Is there any problem with my handwriting? Why is there any problem?"

"I didn't say there was something wrong with your circle, nor did I say there was something wrong with your handwriting. I said there was something wrong with your posture when you drew it!"

Ye Feng frowned and said, "Position?"

"You just drew it while squatting, why don't you try to stand upside down!"

Ye Feng rolled his eyes, pressed down the anger in his heart, and said, "I promise not to hit you if you come out!"

"You think I'm stupid, I won't go out. Do you like to draw? I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!"

Ye Feng had a dark face. Is this guy messing with himself? Do you really have to put on a handstand to draw this circle and write that word?

After waiting for a long time, Ye Feng finally compromised and drew a circle in an upside down, writing on the Demon Refining Pot, I am your master.

This time it was the same as before, and the circles and words emitted a bright light, and then there was nothing.

"when!"

Ye Feng slashed on the inner wall of the demon refining pot with a sword, making a metallic sound.

"You come out!"

"Oh, mistakes, maybe not inverted handstands, but dog-like!"

Ye Feng shouted: "Come out for me!"

"Don't worry, how could you know if you don't try it!"

Ye Feng felt that this guy must be a whole chicken, so there was no wrong posture.

It is obvious that the way of recognizing the master is wrong, so how can you recognize the master by drawing a circle and writing a few words? This is too perfunctory.

"I'll draw a circle to curse you, and lie to me again, don't let me see you next time!"

Among the Wang Jie, another Ye Feng said with a slanderous look on his face: "Oh, you try it first. If the dog crawling style is not right, the moon-fishing style is not right. If it is still wrong, then change to the slap-rolling style!"

Ye Feng's face became darker and darker. This guy must be slandering himself, but in order to get out, Ye Feng endured it. What if it was really right? He could not be trapped in this for the rest of his life, and the people outside were still waiting for him.

Next, Ye Feng began various postures and drew circles there.

The guy hiding in the king's ring world smiled so loudly.

"Haha, it's so funny, it's so funny! Haha, I can't do it anymore, haha!"

However, Ye Feng did not hear his crazy laughter. If Ye Feng knew about it, he would definitely fight him.

But Ye Feng used 69 postures, and none of them were right. Ye Feng had realized that this guy was definitely messing with him.

Ye Feng said coldly: "Is it funny!"

I only heard a voice holding my laughter from inside and said, "What's so funny? Have you succeeded?"

“Is my posture funny?”

"It's not funny, it's strange that I'm not funny. My abdominal muscles are sore when I laugh. Haha, no, I can't hold it in, let me laugh!"

Ye Feng listened to this guy's laughter coldly.

Until this guy finished laughing, Ye Feng asked again: "How do you recognize your master?"

"Okay, I won't laugh anymore. Who asked you to use 69 kinds of knowledge to confirm? This is because the other party has recognized you first and needs to crack its recognition status. So the previous ones are all preparations, and the next thing is the real one!"

Ye Feng said with a suppressed anger in his heart: "If this time fails, next time I go to Wang Jie, I will definitely grill you as cod spirit fish!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!