Beauty's Personal Physician

For this day, Yang Di has been preparing for a long time, originally he didn't have to wait so long, but last time, Yang Di gave up the opportunity to Bai Xi.

Naturally, Yang Di didn't feel bad about doing those things for his little apprentice, and with the previous experience, it will undoubtedly be much easier to prepare those things again.

"I need twelve top-quality pills, but I have plenty of time right now." Yang Di sighed.

The "extreme" elixir in his eyes naturally refers to the kind of ultimate treasure elixir that is within his current refining skills, but has a very high rank.

For any pharmacist, the success rate of this kind of elixir is very low. It took Yang Di and Yilu ancestor more than a year to prepare the twelve top-grade elixir. The number of failures, as well as the materials wasted, are shocking astronomical figures.

However, it is a blessing in disguise, and perhaps what Yang Di lacks most in this place is time.

In this dark space, time seems to be frozen, there is no alternation of day and night, and even at the level of consciousness, no obvious changes can be felt.

Earlier, Yang Di heard Canglong say that there have been changes in the environment of the cultivation world through the ages, and it may have been derailed from the timeline of the Doomsday World. Here, it has been a few years, and it is only a glance back in the Doomsday World.

The world of self-cultivation is still like this, but this demonic abyss is floating in nothingness, and I am afraid it is even more mired in the quagmire.

"Perhaps, this is also your good luck. You don't need to limit the experience of the predecessors. In this situation, the twelve pill kings probably can't satisfy you anymore."

On this occasion, the ancestor of Yiqilu also opened his mouth and put forward a bolder idea.

"Old ancestor, what do you mean..." Yang Di's eyelids twitched. He had indeed thought about this possibility just now.

"Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things. This is the most simple and profound meaning of the cycle of the Dao. In short, the principle of the evolution of things, as long as it matches the number of three or nine, it will be wonderful." Give pointers.

Yang Di is thoughtful, the meaning of the old ancestor is not difficult to understand, but if you really want to meet this fixed number, the next step will be much more difficult!

Because, for this, he will need to refine at least 27 top-grade treasure pills. The number may not be a problem, but how to match them is a matter of learning.

In the way of alchemy, the medicinal properties of elixirs are varied and meticulous. To achieve the best effect, each elixir must be compatible with all other elixirs.

As far as Yang Di's current knowledge of Dan Fang is concerned, there are not no combinations that meet the conditions, but the difficulty is not small!

"Now I'm in a closed space, and it's hard to communicate with the outside world. If I fail too many times, I'm afraid I'll get nothing in the end, and I'll be helpless." Yang Di expressed his worries and sat there for a while hesitating.

Surprisingly, Yi Qi Lu did not scold him for being worthless, but sighed endlessly, and sighed: "As far as your current situation is concerned, the kind of transformation you imagined before may not be able to break the situation!"

"That's true." Yang Di admitted that the methods he had collected before could enable him to undergo a baptism and achieve self-sublimation.

That kind of benefit should be comparable to the tempering experience of achieving the hegemony at the beginning, which can be called the second time in his life.

But thinking about it now, even if this step is very high and far away, it is hard to say that the current predicament can be solved.

This is the abyss of despair, like a prison for all sentient beings, even more terrifying than Avici Hell.

Thinking of this, Yang Di gritted his teeth, no longer took chances, and said seriously: "Okay, let's do it this way, I have dozens of combinations here, old ancestor, you can give us a detailed look at which one is suitable."

With a wave of his hand, dozens of pill recipes were presented in front of Yang Di, and each of the simple and simple characters shone with light.

As a monk, even in the face of the massive amount of information in several alchemy classics, Yang Di is at his fingertips.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor didn't even look at it, so he waved his hand impatiently and said: "Take out the 'Yuhua Xianfang', since you got this, why do you bother?"

"Yu...Yuhua Xianfang...Old Ancestor, did I hear you right?" Yang Di was dazed, looking in disbelief at the Qi furnace where Dan Lu raised Erlang's legs.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's Yu Hua Xian Fang!" Yi Qi Lu confirmed again.

Now Yang Di couldn't calm down, swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly whispered: "My God! How is this possible? That is the legendary prescription for cultivating Taoism and becoming immortal. It is impossible to do it, and it is just a legend. If there is such a Simple, the world no longer knows how many real immortals..."

Yuhua Immortal Prescription is the most mysterious prescription in the cultivation civilization, and the listed ones are rumored to be the panacea for cultivating Taoism and becoming immortal.

According to ancient legends, as long as you can take the complete Yuhua Xianfang, the moment you take the last pill, you will become a flying fairy, transcend the world, live forever, and live as long as the sky!

To a certain extent, Yuhua Xianfang can be called the highest pursuit in the realm of alchemy. Is it possible that cultivators strive for immortality for the world of mortals? Impossible.

But the legends are just legends after all. In the distant past, those medicine saints and medicine gods who influenced an era all had stories of pursuing the Immortal Recipe of Ascension, but since the beginning of the world, it has never been heard that anyone has really succeeded.

No matter how narcissistic Yang Di is, he will not think that he will be the one who breaks the shackles of the ages. In the past, there were many alchemists who were more talented and stronger than him. None of those people succeeded. He lived in the age of dharma. Why do monks create legends?

That's right, Yang Di does have a part of Yuhua Xianfang, which was collected from the Sutra Pavilion of Tianxianyuan.

However, at that time, Yang Di was just out of curiosity, so he took it into his pocket. If it wasn't mentioned by his ancestors, Yang Di would not have considered this possibility at all. He has always been very real and never pursued things that are too illusory.

Even, Yang Di never thought of being a fairy. His goal of cultivating Taoism is not so ambitious, and he also finds it boring.

I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals. Although this sentence is a bit clichéd, it is indeed Comrade Yang Di’s current true state of mind. Whoever wants to go to the feat of becoming immortal will go.

The ancestor of Yiqilu seemed to have seen through his mind, and was very angry, cursing the brat for being a frog in a well.

"No way, there are many female frogs in this well that I care about, and we don't care about the wider world." Yang Di retorted.

Yi Lu was so angry that he thought about it calmly, but there was nothing he could do about it. It already knew that this brat was not material for pursuing the highest immortality.

But this matter, the ancestor obviously won't give up easily, it pointed at the brat's nose, and snorted cursingly: "Even if you don't seek immortality, on the road to become stronger, you will benefit a lot from becoming immortal! "

"Oh?" Yang Di pricked up his ears. Compared with "seeking immortality", words like "becoming stronger" undoubtedly attracted him more, which was completely simple and rude.

"Throughout the ages, perhaps no one has escaped with the Ascension Immortal Method, but it is undeniable that this ancient method has created many legends." At this time, the ancient tree of Jiyan suddenly spoke, and it turned out to be standing on the side of Yilu.

Yang Di was surprised, and hurriedly asked: "But how did I hear that Yuhua Xianfang is pursuing a road of no return, if it doesn't work out, he is doomed to die in advance!"

The records about Yuhua Xianfang are not all attractive, but also have a chilling side.

According to the legend, once you choose the Ascension Immortal Method, it will be difficult to turn back after a long journey of cultivation in this life.

The evolution of the number thirty-nine is the ultimate principle of all things, and on top of that, there is the theory that ninety-nine returns to one.

This is like a cycle, which somehow fits the six realms of reincarnation. From ancient times to the present, it goes round and round, never born and never destroyed!

In other words, when the Dao evolves to the number of ninety-nine, it will return to the starting point, which is what practitioners of the Dao often say every week!

Ninety-nine is a week, that is, the Dao is complete, so Yuhua Xianfang, the ultimate masterpiece of alchemy, is also composed of ninety-nine and 81 peerless pills.

It is unbelievable to many people that not all of these 81 peerless pills are magic pills. For a powerful alchemist, their starting point is actually not high. Gradually increase the grade requirements until the peerless elixir that has only been heard in legends.

At first glance, this ancient method is very humane, and many people can get their hands on it, but unfortunately, it is actually a terrible trap.

Because, as long as you take the first pill in Yuhua Xianfang, you can't stop.

Taking the elixir in Yuhua Xianfang is very particular, and there is a critical time point in it-the continuation limit!

The so-called continuation limit, to put it bluntly, is the limit time that can be delayed by taking the next pill.

The elixir in the fairy recipe can be taken continuously, but it can't be interrupted for too long, and it is even more impossible to stagnate at a certain point.

According to the legend, once this limit is exceeded and the follow-up elixir is not taken in time, all the achievements will come to naught, and a series of terrible consequences will be triggered. The most desperate disaster is the disappearance of Dao.

Moreover, throughout the ages, this curse has been proven to be unbreakable. No one has ever taken the complete Yuhua Immortal Prescription. A dismal ending.

As for the time limit, each elixir is different, but there are strict rules, and the time is generally looser as it goes later, but that kind of curse is still frightening, and don't forget, in the world relative At the same time as being loose, the quality requirements of those pills needed in the later stage are also extremely terrifying. Many ancient sacred things were trapped and died on a certain unrealistic peerless elixir...

Yang Di really didn't understand why the old ancestor forced himself to toss about this, it was simply pushing himself into the fire pit.

It is true that his current situation is quite hopeless, but there is no need to cut off his own path.

The old ancestor expected that Yang Di would be afraid of this, so he asked him lightly: "Let me ask you, how long can you take the first 27 pills in Yuhua Xianfang?"

"This..." Yang Di was startled, then his brain turned quickly, and he began to calculate secretly. After hesitating for a long time, he whispered the answer: "The maximum limit of the first 27 pills is about 600 years, almost exactly ten." Jiazi's time!"

The time span of this limit is extremely large. For example, after taking the first pill, you must take the second pill within half a stick of incense, but the third pill can be delayed by an hour, that is, two hours.

As time goes on, time will continue to extend, spanning from days, years, decades to hundreds of years, or even thousands of years!

All of this has long been experienced by predecessors. Although it varies from person to person, there are only slight differences, and there will not be too much error.

The previous 27 elixirs are almost 620 a year in actuarial terms.

This time is long enough, but what Yang Di cares about is that when the time is up, he will burp his fart.

However, Yang Di was left speechless with the following words from Yilu.

The old ancestor said sharply: "For you, 600 years of lifespan is enough. If those people around you don't get extraordinary help, most of them will not be able to live to that time. I'm afraid you will die by then." On the contrary, it will be too long!"

Yang Di was dumbfounded, speechless in a daze.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "That's right, I can't stand that kind of loneliness!"

Yang Di couldn't imagine what it would be like to be alone in the world when Su Yu, the crazy girl and the others all withered and passed away one day.

The longevity of a monk is very different from that of ordinary people, and the more powerful the person, the more so.

Obviously, with Yang Di's state of mind, it is impossible to stand on the top of the mountain, but there are no relatives around.

He is just a mortal, maybe he hopes to live longer, but he can't bear the loneliness and desolation.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Di took a deep breath, laughed, and said with relief: "You still know me, old ancestor, okay, I am willing to try Yuhua Xianfang!"

It can be said that the ancestor really thought of everything for him, and the arrangement was well-intentioned.

In fact, 27 elixirs are just the limit of Yang Di's current ability, so no matter how bad Yang Di is, he can guarantee that his maximum limit is not less than ten Jiazi.

Beyond that, there are infinite possibilities.

If Yang Di wants to reverse the lonely fate that his ancestors said, he must have extraordinary abilities at that time, so that he can extend the life of others.

But if it really reached that level, Yang Di's strength at that time, 27 pills would no longer be the limit, and Yuhua Xianfang could and could continue, otherwise, there was no need to continue.

Thinking about this clearly, that choice is no longer scary, but more like a matter of course, and even imperceptibly makes Yang Di full of motivation, knowing what he should do next.

"The Feathering Immortal Recipe is divided into the first, middle, and second parts. With your current ability, you can just complete the 21 pills needed for the first part." Yi Qilu said with a smile. It's stupid.

With such a decision, Yang Di didn't delay any longer, and the Immortal Mansion was sacrificed, floating in the dark void, and soon the fire was shining.

So far, with the help of his ancestors, Yang Di has devoted himself to alchemy, facing the alchemy furnace all day long.