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Chapter 175 Poisonous Jiao
Longhu Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mists, is just like a grand scene in the world.

At the dawn of the morning sun, Zhang Chunyi returned to the alchemy room after a day's morning class, but this time he did not open the alchemy furnace.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, contemplating in sedation, part of Zhang Chunyi's soul power wrapped his consciousness into the red furnace.

In the space of the Fire Prison, magma is everywhere, mighty like a lake, red and white, melting gold and iron is just idle, exuding an indescribable scorching heat.

These magmas are not self-contained in the Hell of Fire space, but collected by Zhang Chunyi with the Red Fire Stove when he was in Yinshan, the residence of the Black Snake Tribe. After being pregnant and nourished, these magmas faintly changed qualitatively and became more and more terrifying.

Hum, the sharpness is fully displayed, a white pill floats on the magma sea of ​​fire, undergoing this hot tempering, getting rid of impetuousness, and precipitating sharpness.

Burning fire to make real gold, this is the secret method originally included in the Yangzi formula, which can temper the sharpness of the sword embryo with flames, making it purer and sharper.

However, the higher the quality of the sword embryo, the higher the requirements for tempering flames. In the end, Zhang Chunyi put the Gengjin Pill into the fire prison in the red fire furnace, and used the power of the fire prison to temper its sharpness.

The power of the soul poured in, operated the secret method, and combined with the Gengjin Pill, Zhang Chunyi began to use his power of the soul to nourish its spirituality.

At this time, huge waves appeared on the surface of the magma lake, and a dragon about ten meters long, covered with dark green scales, hornless on the top of its head, and with claws under its belly, emerged from the lake.

The brilliance in the amber-like pupils was dim, locked on the Gengjin Pill, and Jiaolong opened his mouth to spit out a miserable green flame, which was exactly the same as the fifth-grade spiritual fire Earth Pneumonia.

Under the burning of the Earth's pneumonia, although the sharpness on the surface of the Geng Jin Dan Pill became dimmer, the sharpness deposited inside became purer.

Poison Jiao, a special flame spirit jointly created by Chiyan and above-grade Dharma-type Yanling and top-grade Dharma-type Yujiuyan, its core is actually the demon soul of the black-scaled python and the earth-pneumonia poisonous inflammation.

When alive, the black-scaled python has no ability to refine the violent fifth-grade spirit fire, earth lung poison, but after death, under the ability of Chiyan, it has realized this dream, and successfully transformed from python spirit into dragon dragon. spirit.

After devouring many flame spirits and refining Earth Pneumonia, although the cultivation level of this Jiaoling is still only comparable to that of a 700-year monster, and it does not have a magic seed, but with the strength of Earth Pneumonia Horror, the general 700 years cultivation level monster is no match for it at all, even the 900 [-] years cultivation level monster will feel headache once it gets infected with pneumonia.

Time passed, and after an hour, the poisonous dragon stopped breathing flames, swung its tail, set off a wave, and sank into the magma lake.

The soul full of scars separated from Geng Jin Dan Wan, tiredness surfaced in his heart, and he glanced at the radiant and introverted Geng Jin Dan Wan, Zhang Chunyi's consciousness escaped from the fire hell and returned to himself.

The soul was hurt by Geng Jin's sharpness, his face turned pale slightly, opened his eyes, Zhang Chunyi took out a third-grade Yangshen Pill and swallowed it.

Nourished by the power of the elixir, Zhang Chunyi's expression immediately improved a lot.

Although Yangzi Jue is wonderful, it is not something that ordinary people can practice. If it were not for Hong Yun, who is good at cultivating elixir, Zhang Chunyi would have found it difficult to practice. The medicine grows slowly, and under normal circumstances, it often takes hundreds of years to mature, and the limit lifespan of a monk in the scattered world is only three Jiazi.

"Healing this injury is itself a way to temper the soul, but ordinary people can't bear it at all."

Thoughts turned in his mind, Zhang Chunyi visualized again.

In fact, if it was purely for the purpose of transforming the Gengjin Pill into a demon, Zhang Chunyi's direct use of the power of Lanyue Peak, the inner scene, would actually have a more obvious effect.

But the essence of Yang Zi Jue is actually in the process of using the soul to conceive and raise swords. If this step is skipped, the so-called Yang Zi Jue will become a joke.

Now that he has decided to raise a flying sword monster, Zhang Chunyi wants to do his best. With Hong Yun, Liu Er and Chi Yan, he actually doesn't have such a desire for new monsters, which is why he has already locked the sixth monster. The fundamental reason why the soul still only has three monsters is that it is better to be short than to be indiscriminate.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Gengjin is indeed a rare material for sword refining, and the formula of raising characters is also quite miraculous, Zhang Chunyi would never have the idea of ​​cultivating another monster.

His main goal at present is to continuously improve Chiyan's cultivation, and then break through Yinshen as soon as possible, and the others can be placed in the back row.

Time passed, and a year passed in a blink of an eye. During this year, Zhang Chunyi stayed on the mountain to refine alchemy, raise swords, practice magic, and raise monsters. He never went down the mountain. The required resources were collected by the monsters and his subordinates for him.

During this process, under the key training of Zhang Chunyi, relying on the magic of the Pill King's Breathing Qi Method, Chi Yan's cultivation has successfully broken through to 800 years.

And after realizing a little bit of Vajra Mind, Liu Er also successfully crossed the threshold of 700 years of cultivation. It is worth mentioning that in addition to the improvement of cultivation, after a year of precipitation, Liu Er has also made great achievements in the art of refining. Small progress, although the success rate is relatively low, but it is indeed possible to try to refine a high-grade magic weapon.

But it's a pity that the spiritual materials for refining high-grade magic tools are not so easy to find, which is one of the fundamental reasons why Liu Er's success rate has not been improved.

Only Hongyun is still stuck under 600 years of cultivation, and has never been able to break through this threshold. Of course, under the condition of frequent use of Four Seasons Rain, its demon power quality has been greatly improved.

Although the improvement speed of this cultivation level is not as fast as that of refining and refining demon pills, but at the level of Chiyan and Liuer, it is actually very difficult to find suitable monsters to hunt.

But at this time someone came to Longhu Mountain and interrupted Zhang Chunyi's meditation.

"Friend Yu Yuanchang, I didn't expect to see you here."

Walking into the welcoming courtyard and seeing the figure sitting there, Zhang Chunyi, who was reported by Zhang Zhong, showed a smile on his face.

His stature is thin, his skin is sallow, his hair is slightly white, and he has a bit of fairy air. He is obviously the casual cultivator Yu Yuanchang who went to aid Ping'an County with him at the beginning, but compared to the past indifferent, Calmly, now his brows and eyes are a little tired.

"I have seen Sovereign Zhang. After leaving Ping'an County, the demeanor of the Sovereign is even better than before."

Seeing Zhang Chunyi walking in, Yu Yuanchang got up and saluted, suppressing the miscellaneous thoughts in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't have to be so polite, you and I are friends who share weal and woe. Please sit down."

Sitting on the main seat, Zhang Chunyi spoke, his tone was very gentle, and Zhang Chunyi didn't have any ill feeling towards this indifferent casual cultivator.

Seeing Zhang Chunyi's performance like this, Yu Yuanchang felt a little relieved.

"I don't know what's important for you to go up the mountain this time?"

Seeing Yu Yuanchang who hesitated to speak several times, Zhang Chunyi took a sip of his tea and spoke.

Hearing this, he let out a helpless sigh, and Yu Yuanchang confessed everything.

Listening to what he said, Zhang Chunyi's eyes moved slightly.

(End of this chapter)