The Strongest Sect Development System Starts The Candle Dragon Ground Vein

Chapter 94-Eighth Grade Pill Refining Demon Monarch

In Wushuangzong, the trees are perfect, and everything is lazy.

In front of the magnificent mountain gate, there is a Buddha sitting at the gate.

It is the King of Fury!

Lu Fengyun did what he said. The abbot of a Buddhist temple who was so powerful a thousand years ago is not obediently guarding the door.

The cold sunlight at noon cast on the earth, and the wind was sparsely cloudy.

The light shines on a window lattice of the disciple’s courtyard, and the moon is still asleep.

She spread her limbs, opened her mouth slightly, and fell asleep. She occasionally made cute purring sounds, milky milk, very cute.

Xiao Hei curled up next to her arms that were as warm and white as a jade lotus root, and she was sleeping so hard that she didn’t recognize her.

In the room, the Universe Spiritual Qi overflowed, forming a vast white spirit mist that enveloped them both.

Halfway up Fuyao Mountain, the handyman disciple Yan Ming was holding an axe and was working hard to chop wood. Sweat rolled down his little face.

In the distance, beside a towering giant tree, Chu Huiye was holding the trunk of the tree, his face pale and his lips pale.

Large cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

“Damn it, the extremely vicious body has broken out again…”

Chu Huiye clenched his teeth tightly, feeling that everything from flesh and blood to muscles to bones to soul was painful.

He was so painful that he cut out inch-deep holes in the trunk!

A black thread suddenly climbed up his neck!

The black thread is entwined in circles, like a self-hanging trap!

Chu Huiye couldn’t breathe instantly. He released a large amount of Spirit Power in an attempt to resist this poisonous energy.

The more the extremely vicious body drags, the weaker his energy will be. If the poisonous black thread invades the heart and brain, he will endure the tremendous pain of becoming a living dead!

Even… completely Death.

But he doesn’t want to die, he wants to live.

“Sect Leader, please…”

Chu Huiye looked in the direction of the Changsheng Palace.

Inside the longevity palace, the light is overflowing.

Before Xihe Ding, Lu Fengyun opened the pill refining!

Ten second rank Jingshi white lotus fire was blazing in the pitch-black giant cauldron.

The flame faintly formed a Lotus flower shape.

To completely solve Chu Huiye’s extremely vicious body problem, Jiuxiaohuang Jidan is needed.

This is an 8-Rank Intermediate Medicine Pill.

At least this thing can be refined by an alchemist whose soul level is in the late stage of the spiritual realm!

To be able to reach this level, the lowest is the eighth grade alchemist!

He had previous experience in refining the sixth rank Medicine Pill Zijin to break Erdan, and Lu Fengyun had great confidence in the eighth rank.

He took out a group of crystal clear, like living things surging inside.

The true source of Panlong.

An overwhelming chilly breath shrouded the Great Hall in an instant.

When Lu Fengyun was about to throw Panlong Zhenyuan into Xihe Ding, suddenly a woman’s voice came from it: “Maybe, we can talk about…”

The soft voice penetrates the bone, but there is weakness that cannot be concealed.

This voice… Demon Monarch!

At the bottom of the seventy-seventh floor of the Pagoda, under the Divine Armament, under the sea of ​​fatigue, under the full blow of the King of Fury, this devil is not dead!

The vitality of this Can Nian is really tenacious!

Lu Fengyun twisted his eyebrows.

He said coldly: “What are you talking about?”

Youlian Demon Monarch let out a breathtaking sound of breath. His willpower is terrifying, he has lost his mind and knowledge, and is still struggling to survive.

She said: “We can exchange terms…you, save me, and I will work for you! You will definitely consider the strength and influence of a Spirit Lord…”

“This school has said, Spirit Lord, this school is not rare!”

Lu Fengyun has no room for negotiation.

Youlian Demon Monarch is the true source of Panlong. This person has a deep heart, and he will definitely not surrender willingly and save her.

Spirit Lord… Chu Huiye is also Spirit Lord!

You Lian Demon Monarch is furious: “The short-sighted person!”

Lu Fengyun was indifferent: “The condition of the negotiation is that you have the value and bargaining chips to make this school’s heart move, but you have nothing!”

Youlian Demon Monarch suddenly weeping and said: “If you save me…I can be your maid, looking forward to you, and doing my best. Please, save me, okay?…”

Just by listening to her soft and weak voice, one can think of the appearance of a peerless beauty in Pear Blossom with rain. Such beauties’ plea is really irresistible to ordinary people.

Unfortunately, Lu Fengyun is not an ordinary person.

He came from a business family in his previous life, and the interests of businessmen are paramount, and beauty is too pediatric for him.

“Negotiating, provoking, showing weakness, exhausting all means, it’s really hard to change! That’s enough, the patience of this sect is exhausted!”

Lu Fengyun drank in a deep voice, and the ten second-rank Jingshi White Lotus fire suddenly rushed up and swallowed the true source of Panlong!

His mind condensed, and his mighty soul power rushed into Xihe Cauldron overwhelmingly.

A screaming scream came out from it, and immediately, the scream disappeared, and the world was silent.

I don’t know how long it took, the flames dissipated, and Panlong’s true source had been refined into a drop of dew-like transparent liquid.

In addition to the most important two main medicines, there are more than 50 different kinds of medicinal materials in the refining of Jiuxiao Huangji Pill.

Each kind of medicine has different properties and different refining methods. To operate it, the steps are cumbersome and time-consuming, and the requirements for spirit power are also harsh to the point of horror.

Just refining the Millennium Sunflower, Lu Fengyun felt that Mental Energy was rapidly weakening, and even gradually felt like walking on thin ice.

He concentrated his mind, wisps of soul power around the Universe, forming a soul power circle connecting the beginning and the end.

With force, the cycle goes back and forth, and even endless!

On the mainland, the Ascension strength of Martial Dao cultivation is relatively easy, and the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth is extremely rich. As long as the Practitioner absorbs Spiritual Qi, it can become stronger.

But the alchemist mainly cultivates the soul, and there is no ready-made soul power for cultivation in the world. Soul power is derived from one’s own soul power, which is becoming increasingly tyrannical in Houtian’s practice.

After the spirit power is used, there is a process of blood recovery. Normal alchemists have a slow recovery time due to low mental energy. The powerful alchemist can continuously supply itself through the source of soul power.

Lu Fengyun Shen Xin pill refining, in the beating of the ten second rank white lotus fire, the medicinal materials are gradually being refined…

Wasteland.

A figure rushed eagerly, like electricity like fire, mochi trifoliate orange. From dawn to noon, he has ran out of the Hekara Desert and ran most of the wasteland.

Behind him, a young man in Tsing Yi followed him like a shadow.

It’s just that the former has an anxious face and runs sweating profusely; the latter runs faintly and calmly, like a stroll in the garden.

The two are Qin Kong and Zhang Lingchuan.

“Cross the mountain in front, and continue to the east, you can leave the wasteland and enter the boundary of Lingzhou!”

Zhang Lingchuan said.

Qin Kong kept his head down and ran, unable to respond to him at all.

The clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to his body damp. He took off his clothes “brushing” and threw them to the ground.

Lu Fengyun only gave two days, and now half a day has passed, he has not yet left the wasteland!

Lingzhou is much larger than the wasteland, and Wushuangzong is still located on the fringe of Lingzhou.

This is equivalent to passing through most of the wasteland and the entire Lingzhou!

Time is tight, and the task is heavy!

“Huhuhu…”

Qin Kong was so tired that his chest was violently ups and downs, bloodshot burst out in his eyes, and his pupils were burning with fighting spirit.

Zhang Lingchuan was really afraid of his sudden death from overrunning, so he worried: “You can take a break!”

“Need not!”

Qin Kong clenched his teeth, his expression stubborn.

They are climbing over a mountain, a small path, and trees are overgrown.

“Da da da……”

Suddenly a sound of hooves came.