Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 242 Swallowing pills and youthful spirit

"Hanging tripod method."

This is a secret method of alchemy, which was obtained from Xiao Jian's inheritance. It divides the world in the furnace into upper and lower layers. In the case of irreversible situations, it can save the spiritual grass on the upper layer from being destroyed.

Second-tier spiritual herbs are easy to obtain, while third-tier spiritual herbs are extremely rare. No matter how confident Chen Sheng is, he has to be cautious.

"call……"

The pill fire boiled, circling into vortexes like lotus bases one after another, wrapping various kinds of spiritual herbs, slowly melting their shapes, and smelting them into pure medicinal liquid.

Some of the spiritual grasses in the world in the furnace were smelted cleanly and turned into a ball of amber liquid, some of them were burnt yellow and slowly smelted, while the third-order spiritual grass on the top was still green.

With a thought in Chen Sheng's mind, the fire surged up, finally breaking through the suppression of the third-level spirit grass on the pill fire, strands of flames entangled upwards, like ice cubes melting under the sky, oozing traces of crystal clear substances.

In this way, after an hour or two, Chen Sheng finished refining all the spirit herbs.

The sky and the earth in the furnace were dotted with brilliance, especially the brilliance of the third-order spiritual grass, which was the most gorgeous and amazing.

"I am confident that there is no problem with the pharmacology of Jin Xi Dan, but whether it is so depends on this time."

Chen Sheng raised his hand, and the second-order spirit grass under the hanging tripod method flew up to the upper part, and collided with the golden Xu Tuo grass, and the brilliance intertwined with each other, deriving a mysterious aura.

He repeats the old technique and divides it into four parts. Following the Golden Xu Tuo Grass, he focuses on Jiuye Mashen, Fang Tiancao, and Yuyucao, each of which blends pharmacological properties.

The world inside the furnace is like four suns rising up, and more than 200 kinds of crystal clear medicinal liquids revolve around them, forming rules.

As time goes by, the various second-order spiritual grasses dissipate and merge into the third-order spiritual grasses, until only the third-order spiritual grasses are left.

"It seems to be going well so far. It's time to blend the third-order spirit grass and condense the treasure pill."

In Chen Sheng's eyes, there was a floating light. He knew that the most critical moment had come. Everything was going well, but it also meant that there was no retreat. If it could be done, it would be done. Ashes to ashes.

"Om..."

With a thought in his mind, the light group containing the golden Sota grass collided with the light group of Fang Tiancao, like two water droplets touching each other, turning into a larger water droplet.

Through the bright light, one can see strands of golden material intertwined inside, which is unspeakably gorgeous and incomparably mysterious.

The fusion of these two parts brings a more powerful pull, which directly melts the other two third-order spiritual grass light groups.

"call"

This time, it was a little fierce, as if a gust of wind had blown the world inside the furnace, the fire was like water and the waves were endless, the rays of the sun were flying, and the medicine was as solid as gold and iron, knocking on the furnace wall.

Chen Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his spiritual thoughts passed by like a level, gently and gently, leading the situation to a stage of tranquility.

Facts have proved that this is correct. The agitation of the heaven and earth in the furnace lasted for a short time. After passing through, the figure of a treasure pill has already appeared like a shadow.

"Om..."

Chen Sheng knew in his heart that it was done, and he warmed the treasure elixir tepidly. The brilliance of the golden elixir became more and more brilliant, like gold tempered in the fire, unobstructed.

Finally, it shook lightly, and a terrifying aura erupted. The furnace cover was opened, and golden light poured across the room like flowing water. The clouds were dense, lingering around Chen Sheng.

"call……"

Chen Sheng opened his mouth, but all the visions were not in his mouth. The fragrance of the pill was refined into a ray of golden mana, which made Jindan happy and swallowed it all at once.

In the dark dwelling, the golden elixir is in the alchemy furnace, blooming with fringed light, round and flawless, as if it was cast from gold.

"I don't know when the third-level elixir will be refined next."

Chen Sheng sighed, the third-order spirit grass is extremely rare, and it may be found in some ancient secret places, as well as the treasuries of the five great immortal sects.

Every time you gather the spiritual grass required for a third-level elixir recipe, you have to spend a lot of money and time, and it cannot be accomplished overnight.

"Om..."

After finishing speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusted his state, and fully replenished his mana and spirit.

After he reached his peak energy, he took the golden pill and swallowed it in one gulp without much hesitation.

Jin Xidan slipped from the esophagus and fell into the stomach sac, making a muffled sound, like a heavy metal falling on the tiger's skin.

"Rumble..."

Chen Sheng's body was shaken, and the Health Sutra and Rixi Divine Light moved at the same time, as if thunder passed through the nine days, and the secret room bloomed with unparalleled brilliance.

Spiritual energy poured down from all directions, and in the hazy haze, his figure became extremely tall, like a god guarding the netherworld, possessing terrifying power.

The abdomen is even more dazzling, and the Jinxidan is like golden paint meeting running water, escaping with a surging and vigorous spiritual energy.

"Crash..."

The sound of rivers and waters came from his body. It was the refined mana, traveling through the meridians, surging and unstoppable, and it was summarized in the dantian.

Hunyuan's flawless golden elixir trembled slightly, as if breathing, absorbing a steady stream of mana.

The third-order elixir is really extraordinary. The mana that submerges it will not let the golden elixir take a breath, and it will completely vacate the dantian.

Chen Sheng was silent, majestic and motionless, his body's aura was slowly raised, immersed in his cultivation, he ignored the movement of the outside world.

……

He practiced quietly, but the borderlands were already in turmoil. The battle between Langya Immortal Sect and Guangxiu Immortal Sect corrupted a vast area of ​​land, and people died every day.

The monks of Guangxiu Xianzong came out one after another to fight for Xianzong, showing a sense of dignity.

But Lu Xinghou was excited.

He has been preparing for this day for ten years, ten years of hard work, and countless days and nights of persistence, just to wash away the word "preparation".

Finally, he passed the assessment and joined Yang Li's [-]th team as he wished, and started his journey.

"From the second street of Qingying Lane in the city."

at night.

He came to Licheng with the help of the light, relying on the information he got, walked through the streets and alleys, and finally locked the target.

This is a quiet small courtyard, the door is closed, the interior is dark, like other mortal residents, there is no movement.

"clang……"

With a calm face, Lu Xinghou knocked on the door knocker, and the crisp sound broke the tranquility, moving towards the small courtyard.

Soon, a light was lit in a certain room, and an ordinary-looking prison chief, wearing a coat, seemed to be a little chilled by the night wind, and walked out shrinking.

"Who?"

The slight complaints in his mouth disturbed people's slumber, especially for an old man who didn't sleep much and was disturbed, it was even more disgusting.

"Don't let others know unless you do nothing."

Lu Xinghou remained unmoved. No matter how well Guan Zhihu pretended to be a mortal, he was not after all. He was the murderer who ransacked Anpingfang. He killed dozens of monks in a row. The source must be eradicated.

"Guan has decided to live in seclusion and cultivate, so why don't you and I stop here?"

Across a door, Guan Zhihu's sigh could be felt. Now he really wants to live a stable life and doesn't want to fight or kill.

"In the world, is there such a reason?" Lu Xinghou sneered, not believing that Guan Zhihu could keep his own place. Even if he could, it was because he was digesting contentedly after looting Anpingfang's cultivation resources, not because he had awakened.

"In that case..."

Behind the door, Guan Zhihu's voice gradually became weaker. If he wanted to hear it clearly, he had to move closer.

then……

The wooden door was shattered, and a heavy long knife was broken out, thick and fierce. At this moment, Guan Zhihu didn't look old at all, his fierce light was exposed, and he wanted to cut Lu Xinghou's heart and lungs out.

"Chong"

It was Lu Xinghou's first attack, but the Black Abyss Prison to which Dark Blade belonged held a group of vicious prisoners.

While the sawdust was flying, he half-closed his eyes, his eyes became sharper, and a black sword appeared in his hand, which seemed to blend into the night, everywhere, intercepting Guan Zhihu's attack.

"A member of Xianzong? Just you?"

Guan Zhihu did not approach, but was vigilant, observing the surroundings, but found that there was no one there, only Lu Xinghou was alone.

"I'm enough alone."

Lu Xinghou curled his lips, saying that Dark Blade has a lot to do, but Guan Zhihu, in the eyes of Yang Li and others, is an ordinary guy, and it is just right for him to be a newcomer's sharpening object.

In other words, Guan Zhihu is his whetstone, an appetizer, and a means to get familiar with the position.

"Hahaha, good..."

Guan Zhihu laughed loudly, not at all annoyed by being underestimated, if a master in Dark Blade came to kill him, then he would be in despair.

However, since he was targeted, he still had to make a quick decision and run away as early as possible.

"Rumble..."

He became extremely serious, with dark eyes, like the gaze of a night owl in the dark night, the mana in his body was circulating, and his figure was flickering, like a dark tide surging, with a chilling and dangerous power.

Under the faint moonlight, he flew towards Lu Xinghou, his five fingers like claws, shining with gold and iron, and grabbed Lu Xinghou.

"boom"

The sound of piercing the air was like a flying arrow, and because of the hazy and dark vision, it was difficult to guard against.

However, Lu Xinghou was accurate, he captured Guan Zhihu's figure, he straightened his figure, ignoring the power around him, with his palm like a sky knife, he head-on with the opponent.

"The old man has practiced hard for many years and killed countless people. How can you, a young child, be able to deal with it. Today I will teach you a lesson, the last lesson in life."

Guan Zhihu did not retreat, his figure was like a ghostly shadow, and the big knife in his hand suddenly appeared. Under the urging of the magic power, it became thicker and thicker, like a guillotine cutting off the dragon's veins.

With a single slash, Lu Xinghou couldn't see Guan Zhihu's figure anymore, his eyes were all occupied by the big sword, with a thick and fierce aura, roaring down like a fierce tiger, killing people and hurting the soul.

The situation was critical, but he was not afraid at all, and faced the danger head-on, saying: "Old man, your methods are indeed sophisticated, but how did you know that a mediocre young man suddenly seized the opportunity, and after ten years of dormancy, he was going to become famous one day? As for my thoughts, it is an excitement so strong that my heart will explode."

ten years.

From a mediocre boy with an unyielding heart to a real dark blade monk, he has worked hard and has enough training resources.

It’s all like this, if it’s not successful, then it’s really useless!

He drew his sword and slashed. With the sword in his hand, he seemed to understand the intention of the sword master. When he slashed through the night, he made a sharp whistling sound.

The next moment, the saber that filled the world in front of him shattered, replaced by a dark and deep sword glow.

"clang"

The two magic weapons collided in the void, and sparks splashed in all directions, illuminating the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, there was a more ferocious killing, the two of them came and went, seized the opportunity, and sometimes raised a spell, which was really dangerous.

After dozens of tricks, he just staggered.

"Really? But you can't do it yet."

Guan Zhihu gasped slightly, Lu Xinghou's methods were not sophisticated, but his foundation was solid, his heart was firm, and his swordsmanship carried a kind of innate fierceness, which made him very difficult to deal with.

Of course, he would not tell the truth even if he was beaten to death. Instead, he would belittle his opponent and attack his opponent's mentality.

"It's not up to you to judge whether it's okay or not. I have to say it myself."

Lu Xinghou let out a long roar, killing Guan Zhihu was not a task, but a new starting point in his life, stepping on the bones and becoming stronger step by step.

Like his predecessors, he is not afraid of killing, sneaking into the dark, taking on everything, and gaining glory and authority.

His aura, under this kind of thought, became stronger and stronger, without the weakness after a fierce battle.

He stepped on the ground and flew forward, his sword pointed at the moon.

Lu Xinghou was like a seagull fluttering in the storm, brave and unyielding, the black sword in his hand pierced through the void and hid in the night, seemingly disappearing.

"puff"

Guan Zhihu was caught by this momentum, lost his vigilance, was slashed to the shoulder by a sword, and blood gushed out.

"kill"

Wounding the enemy with one sword, Lu Xinghou's mood increased greatly, and his sword moves became more and more ferocious, like a sharp blade, showing a trace of unstoppable intention.

Guan Zhihu parried with a saber and avoided the edge of the sword, but Lu Xinghou changed the posture of the sword and swung the sword horizontally, like a ruler cutting the air, making the sound of rolling thunder.

He was hit in the chest and completely lost his chance to win. A cold sword energy entered his body, like a river that washed away the river, destroying most of his meridians. His hands and feet immediately became cold and he staggered to the ground.

"In the end, I won."

Lu Xinghou came over with his sword in hand, his eyes cold and filled with excitement.

"We beat life and death just to cultivate resources. If you let me go, I will have a good reward."

Guan Zhihu was covered in dust and was extremely embarrassed. He knew that he couldn't make a comeback, so he had to lure him with a profit and bought his life.

He is confident. The cultivation resources plundered from Anpingfang are extremely rich. According to the normal way, they will have to be accumulated for hundreds of years, and no one can refuse.

He even wove the words for Lu Xinghou, which was enough for the errand.

"I am a member of the No. 11 team of the Dark Blade of the Heiyuan Great Prison."

Lu Xinghou said simply.

His voice was full of pride. After ten years, he understood a truth. As a Dark Blade cultivator, he has a bright and brilliant future. He doesn't need to fight for dogs, just walk forward with a sword, and he will have everything.

"what?"

Obviously, Guan Zhihu couldn't understand.

He didn't need to understand that when Lu Xinghou shot indifferently, a human head rolled down on the ground, blood flowing.

In the silent night, there was a howling sound, which seemed to be explaining something.

"Shaking the order of the Immortal Sect, you should be killed!"

(End of this chapter)