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Only when the power of a Huashen family was really mobilized, did Zhao Sheng truly feel how earth-shattering it was.

In just three days after meeting Zhao Changdu, there are as many as 25 kinds of heaven and earth spirit flames, such as earth spirit flame, earth lung poison flame, samadhi real fire, Sikong Yan, Xuanyu crystal fire, earth evil ghost flame, etc. The loose ones were sent to Binghuofeng Cave Mansion.

Along with the spirit fire, there are also: a piece of Haojing weighing one hundred jun, a urn of jade spirit syrup, ten fist-sized earth core fire diamonds, a pool of Bihan spirit liquid, ten thousand years of black iron and many other treasures from heaven and earth.

For this reason, Zhao Sheng not only gave away all the places in the mysterious treasure house, but also emptied his own storage bags, and even returned the congratulatory gifts from the family ancestors.

Zhao Sheng didn't even have time to take a look at the spiritual land with the first-level top-grade spiritual veins, so he handed it over to Ren Zimai, an elder of the Jindan tribe, in exchange for the magic weapon Xiantian Binghuo Furnace.

Because this low-grade magic weapon contains three rare and special fire element treasures, and it also contains a congenital Binghuo.

In Nantian Zhao Clan, the rules are greater than the sky!
Even if Zhao Shenggui is the elder of the Taishang clan, he still has to abide by the clan rules. If he wants to take treasures from the clan treasury, he must exchange them with merit points.

Of course, as an elder of the Taishang clan, a little privilege is still used. It doesn't matter if you don't have enough merit points, you can give priority to bartering.

So on the fifth day, Zhao Sheng, who was "poorly cash-strapped", started a hard life of alchemy and debt repayment.

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Fast forward ten years, and the sun hangs high.

On Binghuo Peak, the thousand-year-old fire pine all over the mountains is growing much better than in previous years. The red pine needles are as bright as crystal needles, shining bright red light, which is really moving.

Among the lush and dense pine forests, people from the Zhao clan wearing red robes can be seen from time to time. Most of them are busy picking flame pine cones as big as pineapples from the red pine trees. It seems that they have harvested a lot.

At this time, in an underground cave thousands of feet below the Binghuo Peak, the rich fire aura gathered into a vortex, and scorching fire waves whizzed past in the air.

Zhao Shengxuan sat cross-legged in the center of the fire hole, surrounded by clusters of red gold, bright yellow, pure green, or blazing white spiritual fires of heaven and earth, roughly counting, there are as many as 26 clusters.

At this moment, in these spiritual fires, all the simple and natural alchemy furnaces with bright and bright treasures are floating in the spiritual fires, and most of them have already exuded an incomparably rich fragrance of alchemy.

Three lifetimes of painstaking training, now Zhao Sheng has practiced the Star God Thousand Hearts Jue to Dacheng Thousand Hearts Realm.

Simultaneously sacrificing 26 furnaces of third-order condensed true pills is just a small test.

Alchemy only distracted a small part of his mind, and most of Zhao Sheng's distracted consciousness was devoted to the spiritual acupoint under his body.

At this moment, in the huge spiritual cave in the center of the cave, there are six true heaven and earth fires, including the Golden Crow True Fire, Tan Ri Jing Yan, Extremely Cold Flame, Immemorial Poisonous Flame, Myriad Desire Demon Fire, and God Extinguishing Soul Erosion True Fire. Form a circle with the six poles, and work together to consecrate a head-sized, golden "perfect" sphere on the central star.

However, even though Zhao Sheng collected the six extreme attributes of Heaven and Earth True Fire and sacrificed for three years, this piece of Uri fine gold still remained unchanged, without any sign of refining.

I don't know how long it has passed, accompanied by a dull roar.

The cauldron lids of the 26 alchemy furnaces buzzed at the same time, and a stream of rich alchemy fragrance spewed out, turning into pill clouds and spreading, filling the entire cave.

The divine light in Zhao Sheng's eyes flowed, and one after another divine thoughts howled and cut through the void, following the thoughts.

All the cauldron lids were thrown away with a bang, hundreds of "shooting stars" shot up from the alchemy furnace in an instant, and fled in all directions.

But under the net of spiritual thoughts, none of these third-tier treasure pills could escape the clutches, and they flew back obediently, and were stuffed into high-grade pill bottles by Zhao Sheng, and sealed.

Roughly counting, there are more than a hundred Ningzhen Pills, and two-thirds of them are top-grade Pills.

Zhao Sheng is worthy of the title of "grandmaster" only for this amazing skill of alchemy in large quantities.

The fact is also the same, in just ten years, he has been recognized as the "chief" alchemist within Nantian Zhao Clan, but outsiders don't know anything about it.

A moment later, Zhao Sheng changed into a plain white robe and appeared in the cave of Binghuo Peak.

At this time, in the cave mansion, there was already an elegant old man in red robe waiting in the living room.

Seeing Zhao Sheng's appearance, the red-robed old man immediately smiled, bowed and said: "Zhao Fu'an, the Yizi pulse, has met the Sixteenth Patriarch."

"Mianli, here are fifty bottles of Ningzhen Pill, how much merit can you calculate?"

As he spoke, Zhao Sheng waved his hand and threw a storage bag to the other party.

Zhao Fu'an laughed even more when he heard the words, and immediately took out a pill bottle from his bag, opened the pill seal, poured out the jade-white Ningzhen Pill, and carefully identified the quality of the elixir.

"Top grade!"

"Top grade!"

"Hey, it's still top grade."

With the birth of high-grade treasure pills one after another, Zhao Fu'an's voice became higher and higher, and his emotions became more and more excited.

He had never interacted with the Sixteenth Patriarch before, and the only information he got was from the mouth of the ancestors of this vein.

Before the ancestor came, he gave thousands of instructions, saying that he must establish a good relationship with the ancestor Qiongtian, and he must not offend him.

When I saw it today, I realized that those "absurd and uninhibited" rumors were actually true.

The level of alchemy of the Sixteenth Patriarch was beyond the imagination of the world!
After half an hour, Zhao Fu'an forcibly suppressed his horror and excitement, and replied to Zhao Sheng respectfully: "The Sixteenth Patriarch, there are a total of 120 three middle-grade and high-grade condensed true pills, which can be exchanged for 360 pieces of great merit. Minor merit 57, a total of 360 merits and [-] points."

In Zhao's exchange system, a little merit is roughly worth a low-grade spirit stone.But merit can be exchanged for spirit stones, but spirit stones cannot be exchanged for success.

Each small skill is equal to one hundred points of merit, which is also equivalent to a middle-grade spirit stone.

Great merit is a full [-] points of merit, which is equivalent to a top-grade spirit stone.

Merit Points, Minor Merit, and Great Merit have transaction levels from low to high, and some precious treasures must be exchanged for Minor or even Great Merit.

After Zhao Sheng listened, he asked calmly: "Subtracting these, how much merit do I still owe you for Yizimai?"

Zhao Fu'an blurted out: "There is still great merit 710."

Ah!
Zhao Sheng nodded, and asked again: "What kind of panacea do you want to refine next? Have you prepared all the panaceas you need?"

Hearing this, Zhao Fu'an immediately took out a bunch of storage bags, put them on the table, and said respectfully at the same time: "My ancestor wants to obtain a pill of enlightenment. I have prepared three copies of the required elixir. Can the ancestor refine it?"

"Enlightenment Pill?" Zhao Sheng frowned and fell silent.

Seeing this, Zhao Fuan felt uneasy.

As far as he knew, Patriarch Qiongtian once refined a furnace of Dao Enlightenment Pill three years ago, and as a result, three pills were produced, one of which was even of high quality.

But looking at the situation, the request of the ancestors of this vein may be difficult to achieve.

"Six months is a bit long, but it's not impossible to practice. But"

Having said that, Zhao Sheng suddenly stopped and looked at the other party.

When Zhao Fuan saw it, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he said immediately: "My ancestors said that one Enlightenment Pill can be worth two hundred merits. If it is a high-grade pill that belongs to water, the merits owed can be written off."

The Enlightenment Pill is a special type of panacea, the drug level of the pill is as high as the fourth level, and it is also extremely difficult to refine among the fourth level treasure pills.

If it is a low-level comprehension pill, it can greatly improve the comprehension ability, and assist those who serve the pill to understand the Dao.

Then the top-grade Enlightenment Pill has undergone some qualitative changes. Not only can it greatly improve the comprehension, but the spirit pill itself also has natural Dao Yun, and refining it can greatly improve the analysis of the Dao.

There are also one or two alchemy masters in Nantian Zhao Clan, who can also refine enlightenment pills.

However, it is unbelievable that they have never refined even a single high-grade Dao Enlightenment Pill.

Only Zhao Sheng succeeded!
The top-grade pill from three years ago belongs to the water element.

At that time, Zhao Xingyu, the Seventh Patriarch of Shen Zimai, took this alchemy and retreated for two years. When he left the retreat, he had been promoted from the fifth level of Yuanying to the sixth level, and even faintly touched the threshold of the late stage of Yuanying.

For a time, the whole family was shocked!
The ancestor of Yizimai where Zhao Fuan is located is also the Shuixing Yuanying, so he is naturally very envious of him, so today's scene happened.

Zhao Sheng knew without thinking that Zhao Zhenhai, the Ninth Patriarch of the Yimai, must have spent a lot of money in order to collect these three elixir.

In fact, no matter in terms of time cost and cost performance, refining the Enlightenment Pill is not cost-effective at all.

But...sometimes things don't work that way.

Zhao Sheng thought for a while, then nodded and agreed, and at the same time made a small request by the way.

After a while, Zhao Fu'an left from Binghuo Peak with a happy face.

In the next few days, a piece of news gradually spread from the upper echelons of the Zhao Clan: "'That' elder wants to start refining Dao pills again, and anyone who can prepare the elixir needed for the alchemy formula can come to the door."

Just when the Jindan Daoist and the Yuanying Patriarch of the Zhao family were shocked by this shocking news, causing another disturbance in the clan.

Zhao Sheng has quietly left Binghuo Peak and came to the Wusheng Dojo in the east of Shenlong Valley.

The so-called Martial Saint Dojo is actually a ten-mile city surrounded by a super-large gravity formation.

Seen from the sky, this Martial Saint City is like an archery target crawling on the earth. It is divided into nine circles one after another. The layers are separated by high walls. Proportional doubling, and the gravity of the ninth layer in the center is as high as a hundred times.

This Martial Saint City is a sacred place in the minds of hundreds of millions of warriors of the Zhao Clan, and those who can practice here are unique martial arts geniuses.

Six of Zhao's Eight Great Martial Saints came from here, which shows how powerful the Martial Saint Dojo is!

Not long after, a blaze suddenly passed through the formation barrier and fell to the ninth floor of the dojo. This place is entirely paved with loess, and the hard ground has long been trampled into an extremely solid ground, which is as hard as a thousand-year-old black iron.

Zhao Sheng waved his sleeves to turn away the flames, looked up, and immediately saw Zhao Jingyu lying on the rocking chair beside the dojo.

Ten years passed, and Zhao Jingyu looked even older. He had lost all his beard, hair and teeth, his face was covered with wrinkles and dark spots, and his body was full of dead breath that couldn't be hidden.

Of course, he may not have tried to hide it at all.

Zhao Sheng crossed the Baizhang step by step, appeared in front of Zhao Jingyu, and then sat down on the jade couch next to him unceremoniously.

Zhao Jingyu didn't seem to be surprised by Zhao Sheng's sudden arrival, he still squinted his old eyes and pretended not to move.

Zhao Sheng raised his head and looked towards the center of the dojo, where there were six tall and strong figures in black iron heavy armor, punching Taizu's long fist with a single eye.

He couldn't be more familiar with Taizu Changquan, because it was he who created it.

After taking a second look, Zhao Sheng casually said: "The aptitudes are all good, and there are three who have mastered the gods, and maybe they can produce a martial arts root seedling."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Jingyu's stooped body suddenly moved, his eyes opened slightly, and he said with a helpless smile: "Hehe, they are far behind! If the will is not pure, even if the aptitude is against the sky, it won't work. Wu Sheng. Oh, how can it be so easy to achieve!"

"The will is illusory, far inferior to the manifestation of divine thoughts. I am about to debate this martial arts 'will' again. Could it be that the will is not pure, and it really cannot achieve the realm of martial saints? I don't believe it!"

For the word of will, Zhao Sheng and Zhao Jingyu debated twice in a row. The first two rounds were tied, and today happened to be the third round.

In Zhao Sheng's view, the will of martial arts should belong to some kind of spiritual variant. As long as he masters its spiritual frequency, it is easy to achieve the position of martial saint with his martial arts cultivation.

But from the actual results, he has tried thousands of times, but he still can't guide the power of the cells from the cells. The realm of martial saints is like fishing for a moon in the water, which is beyond reach.

When he finished speaking, Zhao Jingyu replied lightly: "You are right, will is not the only way to achieve martial saints. The ancestors successfully guided the power inside the cell with the power of the primordial spirit."

The implication is self-evident, those who have not reached the realm of transforming gods do not want to become martial saints.

All the previous ancestors of the Zhao Clan had failed, and other top forces like the Sky-Splitting Sword Dao had also tried with great effort, but the final result was only one and a half!

The inner sword golden elixir who became a martial sage obviously possessed the ability to transform into a god, but he was still stuck in the great perfection of the golden elixir until Zuohua, and it was still difficult to break through the elixir and become a baby.

The reason is that it is the power of Gang Yuan, because these supernatural powers are derived from the cells in the body, and their nature is more like "Yuan Jing", while the mana of Nascent Soul is more like "Yuan Shen".

At least below the realm of transforming gods, these two extremely different extreme forces cannot be compatible at the same time (unless they are controlled by the primordial spirit.)
Hearing what the other party said, Zhao Sheng immediately took out a blank piece of paper and stood between them.

"Come on, let me feel the so-called 'will' of martial arts again!"

When he said this, Zhao Sheng's divine sense burst out with all its strength, firmly covering every inch of the white paper.

"Hey, this old man is about to die. If he uses his will, his life will be shortened."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng immediately threw out a bottle of emerald green pill, and said arrogantly: "This bottle contains a pill of maddening Hades. That's enough!"

"Hehe! The Sixteenth Patriarch is always so generous. With this treasure pill, even if I die now, I am willing!"

As the word willing fell, the white paper suddenly split in two from the middle without any warning.

With the powerful divine sense of the Nascent Soul cultivator, he didn't notice anything strange beforehand.

This is simply incredible!

Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his majestic and vast spiritual thoughts repeatedly scanned the two pieces of white paper bit by bit, but he still found nothing.

"What is will?" Zhao Sheng exhaled slowly, with a solemn expression, and asked himself word by word.

At this time, Zhao Jingyu suddenly responded: "The will is metaphysical, and it is completely different from the divine sense that represents spiritual power. If I forcefully describe its form, the old man can only say that the will is pure oneness, and it is for the realization of a certain goal. Concentration, perseverance. When the will is extremely pure, the impossible can be made possible."

"In addition, you may not know that cells actually have 'will'?"

Zhao Sheng was shocked when he heard the words, and suddenly knew the reason why his divine sense could not break through the cell barrier.

It turns out that cells also have "will"!
After knowing this appalling secret, he fell silent for a moment.