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Chapter 1135 Becoming a Twelve-Rank Alchemist

For those monks whose lifespan is about to expire, the value of this elixir is really too great, and in terms of quality, this elixir is also considered medium among the twelfth-grade elixirs, and it is very difficult to refine.

Being able to increase the lifespan of a monk out of thin air is enough to prove that this pill is against the sky.

If such a elixir were to be refined by that Qimen Yaozun, there would be a [-]% failure rate, because he hadn't even touched the threshold of a twelfth-rank alchemist, so naturally he couldn't refine this elixir.

Even Wang Feng had to work hard to refine such a elixir. He couldn't guarantee that he would be 100% successful. He estimated that he had only half the success rate.

It took about an hour or so for Wang Feng to adjust his state to the best, and now almost half a month has passed since he entered the secret room.

During this period of time, the Great Elder Jiaolong has been guarding outside the secret room, fearing that others will disturb Wang Feng.

He didn't know what was going on inside, so he had nothing to do but pray.

"Whether you can become a twelfth-rank alchemist or not depends on this one time." Looking at the alchemy furnace in front of him, Wang Feng's divine light was shining, and with a flip of his hand, Wang Feng threw several precious elixir into the alchemy furnace.

Under the calcination of the real fire, these elixir quickly melted into a liquid, emitting a unique fragrance.

It's just that the refining of the elixir has only just begun, and Wang Feng still needs to invest at least a few dozen plants of the same precious elixir into it.

The value of a pot of elixir is unimaginable. If it fails, Wang Feng will lose at least [-] to [-] million spirit stones this time, and this is only the value of the elixir itself.

And Wang Feng couldn't afford to lose, because these elixirs were very hard to find, even if there were spirit stones, they might not be available for purchase, so at this moment, Wang Feng could only succeed and not allow failure.

Knowing that xinxing will affect the success rate of alchemy, Wang Feng suppressed all distracting thoughts in his heart and devoted himself to alchemy.

After so many years of alchemy, Wang Feng naturally remembered these important matters in his heart, so he didn't think about anything at this moment, and focused on refining this pot of Shouyuan Pill.

Time passed day by day, and after a few days, Wang Feng almost put all the elixir of the Shouyuan Pill into the pill furnace.

The blazing true energy flames were burning in the pill furnace at this moment, and a majestic power diffused out from the pill furnace. What Wang Feng had to do was to combine all these majestic powers into the pill.

If he can't do it, then the power of this blasting pill is enough to shatter the entire secret room, and it may even affect the entire residence of the Flood Dragon Clan.

"What is he doing? Why do I feel a palpitation?" Looking back at the secret room, the Great Elder of the Flood Dragon Clan whispered in surprise.

The impurities in the liquid medicine have been calcined by the real fire and disappeared, and what is left now is the purest source of the elixir itself.

His forehead was already covered with sweat. In order to refine this batch of twelfth-grade elixir, Wang Feng consumed a great deal of mental strength. If it wasn't for his strong soul power, he might not be able to persevere.

Now has come to the most critical moment, Ning Dan.

If he failed at this level, Wang Feng's alchemy would end in failure this time, and once he succeeded in congealing alchemy, the next thing would be much easier.

Under Wang Feng's deliberate control, these medicinal liquids are gradually separating, so much medicinal liquid is enough to refine several Shouyuan Pills.

Beads of sweat were falling from Wang Feng's forehead at this moment, Wang Feng also became cautious at this point, his soul power exploded at this moment.

"This time, no failure is allowed." Wang Feng let out a low voice.

Under the suppression of his soul power, these liquid medicines gradually merged together...

About half an hour later, Wang Feng breathed a long sigh of relief. He had condensed the liquid medicine into four pills, and these pills showed a faint golden color. This is the rumored Shouyuan Pill, which can make people Crazy things for the monks who are dying of their lifespan.

The elixir has been formed, and the next step is extremely simple warming. So many elixir have been put into it, and now Wang Feng finally sees the reward.

Although the most difficult time has passed, Wang Feng still did not give up being cautious after heaved a sigh of relief, and there must be no mistakes in every link of alchemy.

During the process of congealing the pill, Wang Feng almost failed. Fortunately, his soul power is strong, otherwise everything would be over.

A few days later, the secret room where the roar was located sounded, and these pills actually wanted to escape after they were actually refined.

It's just that in front of Wang Feng, how could a few small pills escape, and all four pills fell into Wang Feng's hands.

The strong medicinal fragrance filled the secret room at this moment, it was the smell of Shouyuan Pill.

Taking out the jade bottle and putting the four pieces in it, Wang Feng finally let out a long sigh of relief.

After such a long time, it finally succeeded.

From now on, Wang Feng can be called a genuine twelfth-grade alchemist. Thinking about how out of reach for him at the beginning, the twelfth-grade elixir, but now he can refine it by himself .

For all of this, he had to thank the strong man who was buried in the ancient tomb. If he didn't have the memory of the other party, Wang Feng didn't know that it would be a year of the monkey if he wanted to become a twelfth-rank alchemist.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Wang Feng didn't go out in a hurry, because he was seriously worn out from alchemy, and it took time to recover.

Anyway, the Great Elder outside had already waited for such a long time, Wang Feng didn't mind making him wait an extra two days.

One day later, Wang Feng walked out of the secret room, his aura had returned to its peak state, the early stage of reincarnation.

Seeing Wang Feng coming out, Elder Jiaolong, who had been waiting outside for a long time, immediately greeted him.

"What's the matter?" His tone was a little nervous, because he was afraid that Wang Feng would tell him some unacceptable news. After all, he had been in torment for so many days.

"Fortunately not humiliated."

While speaking, Wang Feng flipped his hands and took out a jade bottle, which contained the Fu Sultan.

"What a strong aroma." Opening the jade bottle, the great elder of the Flood Dragon Clan said intoxicatedly, he had seen eleventh-grade elixir, so he knew that it was definitely an eleventh-grade elixir.

Originally, he was worried that the other party would not be able to refine the pill, but now it seems that everything is his own overthinking.

"This kindness, our Jiaolong clan will definitely remember it in our hearts." While speaking, the great elder actually knelt down in front of Wang Feng, which made Wang Feng stunned.

It's just refining the alchemy once, why do you perform such a big ceremony.

"Come on, this is just a elixir after all, whether it can revive your ancestors is another matter, let's take it for your ancestors first." Wang Feng said.

"Okay." The Great Elder of the Flood Dragon Clan said, and then he quickly flew to the hall where he was.

Behind him, Wang Feng thought for a while and then followed. He wanted to see if the ancestor of the Flood Dragon Clan could use this pill to directly recover to the cultivation level of the Supreme Saint Realm.

It was still under the ground, looking at the old man lying on the ground, Great Elder Jiaolong took out Fu Sultan without the slightest hesitation.

"Old Ancestor, please come back!"

Muttering silently in his mouth, he put the Sultan into the old man's mouth.

The effect of Sudan medicine was clear to Wang Feng. Under his heavenly eyes at this moment, he could see the power transformed by Sudan directly hit the old man's body.

In a short time, the medicinal power had been transmitted to his whole body, but under such circumstances, the old man didn't wake up at all, and didn't even move.

Seeing this scene, the tense Elder Jiaolong suddenly changed his face.

"How could this be?" He murmured to himself, never thinking that this Fu Sultan would be ineffective against their ancestors.

This method is what they found in an ancient book, and it is based on history, but the situation of their ancestors is beyond his expectations.

A elixir has no effect at all. Does the ancestor really want to sleep like this forever?

"Let me take a look." The effect of the elixir has been exerted, but the reason why the old man did not wake up is because the effect of this elixir is not enough to stimulate his vitality to erupt spontaneously.

With a thought, Wang Feng took out the glazed green lotus tree. Under his urging, the green light directly enveloped the old man. The power of the glazed green lotus tree can heal injuries, and naturally it also contains majestic vitality.

With the infusion of this force, the old man's hidden vitality suddenly exploded, and a powerful aura shot up from his body at this moment, forcing the great elder of the Flood Dragon Clan to the corner of the wall.

"It's already perfect." Putting away the glazed green lotus tree, Wang Feng stepped aside.

The old man's vitality has been stimulated, now he will recover, there is no need for Wang Feng to do it again.

After waiting for about ten breaths, amidst Elder Jiaolong's tense expression, the old man's eyes slowly opened.

His eyes contained unimaginable vicissitudes and were even more turbid. It had been countless years, and this was the first time he opened his eyes.

His realm is semi-holy, but as his vitality erupted completely, his aura also increased violently at this moment, and the barrier between the semi-holy and the holy realm was almost instantly crossed by him .

The genuine supreme aura permeated the entire dragon clan, causing all the dragons to crawl on the ground tremblingly, their bodies trembling. This was the coercion from the soul, and they could not resist.

And this is not the true realm of the ancestor of the dragon, he only stayed in the early stage of the holy realm for less than two breaths before he hit the middle stage of the holy realm.

This is the realm before he had no problems.

"Second brother, are you finally awake?"

Almost when this path filled the entire island, a voice suddenly sounded, this is the current patriarch of the Jiaolong clan, and also the patron saint of the Jiaolong clan.

Almost as soon as the voice fell, Wang Feng felt a flash of light not far away, and an old man appeared in the basement.

The aura of the two sacred realms erupted here, and even Wang Feng felt some pressure.

"I am grateful for the life-saving grace of this old man." All the realms were restored, and at this moment, the ancestor of the Flood Dragon Clan directly bowed to Wang Feng with an extremely sincere expression.

If there was no Wang Feng's glazed green lotus tree, maybe he didn't know when he would wake up, it was Wang Feng who saved him, so now the old man bowed to Wang Feng, which can be regarded as thanking him for saving his life.

"It's okay, it's just a transaction." Wang Feng said, not claiming to be a benefactor.

Because he still needed the Jiaolong clan to help him find that Fen Tiansha, refining and restoring Sudan was indeed just a deal.

"Huh? It turned out to be you!"

At this moment, a shocked and unbelievable voice sounded. Looking up, Wang Feng was also stunned.

(End of this chapter)