Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 648 Refining Treasures
In the Tushita Palace, the fire of the Bagua furnace went out
Several yellow gourds were neatly placed on an antique shelf nearby.

Tang Song also held a gourd in his hand. He pulled out the stopper of the gourd and tapped it gently. A golden pill the size of a longan rolled into his palm.

The pills are heavy and very substantial. A small pill weighs at least over 100 kilograms.

Ordinary people may not even be able to lift it, let alone eat it.

Even if an ordinary cultivator took one, if he did not die, the elixir would cause his internal organs to shift and his abdomen to become bloated and unbearable.

The golden pill is covered with cloud-like patterns.

The rays of light seemed like lotus petals that tightly wrapped the pill.

Flowers bloom in five layers, clouds and mists in five layers...

"It's a fifth-level golden elixir, it's not bad!"

Tang Song looked at the golden elixir in his hand. Although he was a little disappointed, he could accept it.

Although the ingredients he put into the furnace were enough to refine a sixth or even seventh-level golden elixir if they were in the hands of the Taoist Master Taishang.

After all, a half-step Daluo origin alone is comparable to an ordinary innate spiritual root in the world of Yama.

But Tang Song is not a professional alchemist like the Danding School after all.

He was able to create a fifth-level quality golden elixir purely by relying on his profound cultivation and the support of countless natural treasures.

It's like preparing the freshest lobsters and crabs for an ordinary person and asking him to cook a delicious meal.

Even though he knew nothing about cooking, he could still steam a pot of seafood thanks to the freshness of the ingredients.

Tang Song picked up the golden pill and put it into his mouth and swallowed it. He refined the golden pill with his magic power and slowly guided the medicinal power...

"One fifth-level golden elixir is almost equivalent to two epochs of hard training for an ordinary Golden Immortal!

With the medicinal power of this golden elixir, it would take several generations for an ordinary True Immortal to refine one and draw out all the medicinal power!"

It took Tang Song a whole day and a night to digest the fifth-level golden elixir.

Tang*drug tester*Song commented on the golden elixir he had made himself.

This five-turn golden elixir is worthy of being the elixir recipe recorded in the "Nine-turn Elixir Sutra", and its medicinal power is the most powerful.

After taking a pill, he not only recovered from the fatigue caused by the consumption of his spiritual consciousness, but also saved him hundreds of years of hard breathing practice.

After swallowing a golden elixir, Tang Song did not choose to continue taking pills to practice.

What he lacks now is no longer magic power, but something deeper.

"Send these gourds of elixirs to Ryan and tell him to distribute them according to the list drawn up that day!"

Tang Song summoned a Yellow Turban strongman and handed him the five gourds of golden elixir he had refined.

"Receive the decree!"

The yellow-turbaned warrior with a face as red as a date took the gourd, left the Tushita Palace, and rode a cloud straight to the Government Affairs Hall.

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In the Tushita Palace, Tang Song sat cross-legged in front of the Bagua stove and took out several of his life-saving magic weapons.
Looking at the several magical weapons that he had spent huge amounts of materials and countless efforts to forge, Tang Song shook his head and casually threw them into the Bagua furnace.

He stretched out his hand and ignited the Bagua furnace again.

The Six Ding divine fire was burning fiercely in the furnace. Tang Song pinched his fingers and drew chaotic divine symbols in the air, which were injected into the Bagua furnace.

As the word "fire" fell into the Bagua furnace, the six Ding divine fire in the furnace rose up with a bang, and suddenly shot out thousands of feet high.

If this Bagua furnace was not also a rare treasure with a cave inside, this one blow would have been enough to reduce the entire Tushita Palace to ashes.

Even though this Bagua furnace was made of special material, as the Liu Ding Divine Fire changed color and became gray, the restrictions on the wall of the Bagua furnace began to melt off little by little like red-hot iron wire.

Fortunately, Tang Song, who was outside the furnace, cast a series of talismans and finally controlled the fire in the furnace.

Let these mutated flames attack the several magical weapons in the furnace.

Under Tang Song's deliberate control, drops of Yuan Ling mixed with his vital energy, essence and blood were refined and extracted from these magic weapons along with complete restrictions.

The burning flames through the Bagua furnace still made Tang Song's face red.

The fire in the furnace burned fiercely. It burned for forty days before the two sword balls in the furnace and the Chaos Bell were melted into a ball of chaotic liquid again.

After returning to their original state, the two seemingly small sword balls and the bell-sized Chaos Bell directly turned into a huge ball of colorful solution that released huge spiritual energy.

In order to cultivate his own life magic weapon, Tang Song had spent countless materials over the years. Now, he had melted them into juice again.

That volume is equivalent to the size of hundreds of planets.

And every bit of it is the essence of heaven and earth.

If Tang Song hadn't been controlling it from outside, the Bagua Furnace would have exploded long ago.

Tang Song pinched his fingers and made seals to control the spirit, essence and blood in the furnace, as well as the separated set of restrictions that changed their shapes.

The restrictions separated from the two sword balls surged violently, and the powerful sword energy surged in the Bagua furnace.
A faint glow of blood shone through the evolution of the sword energy, and within it were countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, as well as countless struggling and wailing creatures.

This is the great prohibition of killing in the two sword balls, and what is fostered within them is the ultimate way of killing.

Over the years, Tang Song had no idea how much murderous energy he had used to feed these two sword balls.

In terms of background, these two sword balls are far inferior to the Yuantu Abi Sword of the Taoist Master Minghe, but in terms of ferocity.

Once these two sword balls are released, sword energy and murderous intent will fill the air. There is no need to activate them. The aura alone is enough to kill all living creatures on the earth.

Even the earth itself would be pierced by the sword energy, and it would be more miserable than a hornet's nest.

Tang Song pinched his fingers and the killing ban formation changed with his finger seals, becoming simpler but purer.

Tang Song exhaled mouthfuls of vital energy, which turned into chaotic divine symbols and fell into the nodes of the forbidden formation.

This spurt lasts for another 49 days, and every breath of vital energy contains magical power equivalent to the hundred years of hard practice in the Tang and Song dynasties.

As each Chaos Divine Scripture merged with the entire restriction formation, Tang Song clasped his hands together and injected the entire restriction into the two separated liquids, allowing them to fully merge into one.

The two liquids began to shrink little by little as the improved forbidden formation was integrated...

Tang Song also stopped what he was doing and stared at the Bagua furnace. The red light of the fire made his face red, but he seemed to be in a trance.

Among his many magical treasures, Chaos Bell, Natal Sword Pill, Twelve Pluto Flags, Tai Chi Diagram,
The most troublesome are the Twelve Pluto Flags. Rather than being magic weapons, they are more like a medium.

This is also the "knowledge" that Tang Song learned from the residual souls of those chaotic gods and demons not long ago!
Daluo is immortal, and this is not just empty talk.

Once he achieves Daluo, even if he dies, his mark (pheromones) will still be there and will return again one day.

It's like breaking a clay sculpture. As long as someone picks it up bit by bit and glues it back together, it's like resurrection for the clay sculpture.

As for whether the one who returns is the real person or a similar flower, it depends on one's luck.

Just like the King of the East and the Emperor of Donghua, and then to Lu Dongbin, the Pure Yang Patriarch of the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave, whether they are the same person or not is a matter of opinion.

They are still considered lucky. Some of the clay sculptures are so badly broken that finding all the broken parts is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

These twelve flags of the Underworld King were obviously the backup plan left by the twelve ancestor witches.

Tang and Song were the later generations who made clay sculptures.

But the twelve witch ancestors might not have thought of this.
This bricklayer is not in the Yama world, but across an unknown amount of the Chaos Ocean.

Even if they wanted to return, the true spirits scattered in the world of Jambu might not be able to find this landmark.

Tang Song also took a trick and replaced the true spirits of the Twelve Ancestral Witches with his own true spirit, and used the shell to refine his own incarnation.

Of course, there are still some things that need to be dealt with.
Some of the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not die, they just gave up their identities as the Twelve Ancestral Witches and changed their appearance.

However, Tang Song was confident that with his current cultivation speed, he would be able to defeat them one day.
If a fight really happens, it is still unknown who will win.

In addition to the Twelve Pluto Flags, the Tai Chi diagram is not so much a magic weapon as it is a true form diagram generated by Tang Song's visualization of the Tai Chi diagram's imprint as he comprehended the two energies of the sun and the moon. It is a part of the condensation of his primordial spirit's comprehend.

Just like the relics revealed by the Buddha and the auspicious clouds evolved by the Taoist Heavenly Master.

As for the Natal Sword Pill and Chaos Bell, they were refined by Tang Song himself at the beginning of his practice, and were his natal magic weapons that he refined bit by bit using his primordial spirit.

As for why they were refined again, it was naturally because Tang Song's cultivation had advanced a step further and he had mastered more "knowledge!"

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.

During these three years, Tang Song stayed in the Tushita Palace and did not leave.

On this day, Tang Song was painting in front of a long desk.

Although it is an ink painting, the scene in the painting is indeed a bit strange.

Sitting cross-legged in the air, Superman, wearing his underwear outside, wearing a cassock, with fleshy sideburns, is sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform.

Kneeling beneath him was a group of monks in robes. These monks had different skin colors and races, and there were even quite a few green-skinned and red-skinned aliens.

It looks like a picture of Kryptonian Buddha preaching!
"Elaine, and Dr. Manhattan, or the golden superhero,
Are you just going to watch the "Buddha" who came from afar and show off his power in the DC Universe? "

Tang Song put down the pen in his hand and looked at the finished ink painting, his eyes deep as he whispered softly.

At the beginning, he sent Superman Clark and several others to the Journey to the West to conquer the demons to open up wasteland, but he didn't expect to send them to someone else's mouth

Although he sacrificed an incarnation and sent people back to the DC universe intact with a Heavenly Demon Blood Sword, this Sandalwood Merit Buddha is indeed quite capable.

Even though he shattered all the relics hidden in the bodies of several people, it was obvious that the monk had kept something back.

The Buddhist teachings are even more effective than the ideological stamp.

These monks are indeed masters of talking.

Superman had only been in the world of Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons for a short time, but he was unexpectedly converted by him into a Buddhist guardian.

What a good idea! Even if this Buddha cannot come to this universe, there is a way to transform the other world into a Buddhist country.

Tang Song shook his head and sighed.

On the long table next to it, there was a thick stack of ink paintings of this style, at least dozens of them, if not hundreds.

In the ink painting spread out at an angle on the top, there was a big-headed child with purple, blue and white stripes.

The big-headed kid, along with a few guards, were running around on a warship with the Nan Tianmen logo painted on it, looking curious.

The pair of small eyes were painted to be bright and lively, as if everything they saw was extremely fresh.

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Tang Song had just put down his brush when...
The Bagua furnace suddenly trembled slightly.
A subtle trace of spiritual consciousness gently came into contact with Tang Song.

Two balls of silver light burst out from the Bagua furnace.

It trembled and turned into two fist-sized halos that floated over and quietly hovered in front of Tang Song.

Under the halo, the bodies of the two sword balls did not change much. They were still two silver balls the size of pigeon eggs.

However, there is a kind of mysterious rhythm hidden in these two silver balls.

Under the silver appearance of the silver ball, the inside kept changing, sometimes black, sometimes white, and sometimes black and white, forming a messy chaos.

Sometimes it turns into two celestial rivers surrounding it. This is the characteristic of the true meaning of Tai Chi and the true method of Tianhe in the Tang and Song dynasties.
Occasionally, a few strong lights flashed, and countless wonderful talismans appeared.

Punish, slaughter, kill, exterminate, destroy, cut off...

This is the product of another rule system that transcends the world of Jambu.

These runes are very different from the ancient Yama language, ancient demon language, innate divine language, tadpole divine language and other ancient divine language systems and talisman systems that were well known in the Tang and Song dynasties.

It is a unique language that was born naturally in the chaotic sea.

These chaotic divine texts reveal a barbaric, primitive, yet vast and inclusive nature.

"Wonderful!"

Looking at the two newly refined sword pills, Tang Song couldn't help but feel ecstatic, he even laughed out loud.

The reason is also very simple.

Among the magic weapons, in terms of footing and power, the innate one is the best.

This type of innate magic weapon is a spiritual root evolved from innate rules, and a treasure that accompanies the innate rules of gods and demons.

Compared with these innate spiritual treasures, acquired treasures, no matter how powerful they are, lack the foundation of innate rules.

Just like the two sword balls of Tang and Song, they condensed the murderous aura of hundreds of worlds. In terms of murderous aura, they are not inferior to the two killing treasures of Yuantu and Abi.

But in terms of purity, the acquired murderous aura can never compare with the treasure condensed from the first trace of innate evil aura.

However, Tang Song has now used the Chaos Divine Scripture to refine two sword pills again. The power of these two sword pills may not have been significantly improved, but the foundation has increased a lot.

There is no guarantee that he will lose to Yuantu Abi someday in the future.

There is even a chance to surpass these two innate swords
Tang Song played with the two sword balls carefully for a long while before putting them away and facing the Bagua Furnace again, concentrating and waiting.

Using the same operating method, Tang Song differentiated his Yuan Ling and adjusted the forbidden bell spirit of the Chaos Bell.

Insert the chaos divine text representing space into the forbidden node.

Then he shook his hand and sent the Zhong Ling into the huge mass of juice in front.

There was a soft humming sound, and it seemed as if the entire Tushita Palace was shaking.

With the Chaos Bell's spirit controlling it, the liquid naturally condensed into the shape of the Chaos Bell without any need for Tang Song's conduct.

Such a large ball of juice was finally compressed into a small clock about the size of a thumb.

Or, it would be more appropriate to describe it as a bell. Looking at the size of this Chaos Bell, it can only be described as a bell.

Immediately afterwards, countless talismans and countless rays of fireworks flashed rapidly on the Chaos Bell. Countless layers of restrictions were released from the bell spirit, and Luo Yi added them to the bell body.

All the Chaos Bell magical power contained in the Bell Spirit returned to the newly born Chaos Bell.
However, the grade of this Chaos Bell is extremely high, and there is no telling how many levels of restrictions and rules there are. It took a full two months to add layer upon layer of restrictions and rules.

Two months later, the Bagua furnace was opened, and a brand new little bell appeared in Tang Song's hand.

Tang Song took out a piece of silk from the Heavenly Silkworm, passed it through the Chaos Bell and wrapped it around his cane.
"Hey, with this bell, I look like a wandering Taoist priest or fortune teller!"

Tang Song looked at his Taoist robe, chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, the silver cane in his hand turned into a green bamboo cane.

Tang Song walked out of the Tushita Palace holding a bamboo stick. The Chaos Bell swayed excitedly with Tang Song, making clear and pleasant sounds that penetrated people's souls along the way.