The celestial master who suppressed the world

Chapter 161 Master Jiu, what kind of pill do you practice?

No one paid attention to whether Zhang Xiasheng's elixir had been refined or not.

Above the main hall, everyone only looked at Xu Cheng and the cauldron hanging quietly in front of him.

"There are still seventy breaths."

Xu Cheng said with a blank face.

Seventy breaths.

Strangely, Zhang Xiasheng next to him had exploded two furnaces of pills in a row, and no one in the entire hall cared.

But Xu Cheng's furnace, with his countdown sound, everyone felt terrified.

"There are still sixty breaths."

Xu Cheng spoke lightly, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

Some people couldn't help but wanted to get up and pour the source into the alchemy tripod, but they were grabbed by the people around them.

Such an exciting moment, what's the fuss about?

"Junior Brother Hu, it would be a pity if this pill is abolished."

Chang Shanyue turned her head and looked at Hu Chang with a gloomy face.

pity.

It's a pity that it's not whether the elixir will be used or not, but that Xu Jiuye's temptation fell by the wayside.

Hu Chang nodded, he has already achieved this step, how can he be willing to give up?

He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Junior Sister Suya, come—"

As his voice fell, outside the main hall, a female cultivator in a light pink dress and long hair flew in.

"Senior Brother Hu, what are your orders?"

The female shave didn't squint, and looked directly at Hu Chang.

"Junior Sister, didn't you ask me to ask for a few Sanhua Lingyuan Pills for you last time? Now Ninth Master Yuxuan is refining it for you, and you just need to infuse it with the original source."

Hu Chang pointed at Xu Cheng and Dan Ding in front of him and said.

Three Flower Ling Yuan Pill?
Infuse the source?

There was a flash of bewilderment in the female nun's eyes, and then she quickly regained clarity.

"Thank you, brother."

After finishing speaking, she turned around, bowed to Xu Cheng and said, "Thank you, Master Jiu."

"You really want to refine the Sanhua Lingyuan Pill?"

Xu Cheng said.

"Yes, I begged Brother Hu to help me get it some time ago." The female cultivator nodded.

"Okay, then you can infuse the original source into this alchemy cauldron. You can infuse as much medicine as you need."

Xu Cheng raised his finger and pointed to Dan Ding in front of him and said.

The female cultivator nodded slightly, and stretched out her hand to press the jade-colored cauldron.

"Om-"

Infused with the source, the female cultivator's complexion changed.

The original power in her body turned into a raging river, gathering towards the alchemy cauldron at a very high speed.

This source is consumed too quickly, right?
In the hall, many people changed their faces.

With such a speed of absorbing the source, they are afraid that these preparatory Taoists will be hurt!

Within ten breaths, the female cultivator trembled slightly, her body trembled, and she collapsed to the ground.

"If you haven't achieved the unity of spirit, energy, and spirit, and haven't compressed the source a thousand times, and reached a state as thick as a mountain, you want to use the Sanhua Lingyuan Pill to condense the soul?"

"Disciple of Immortal Palace, when did you not pay attention to foundation?"

"Or, Yong Chengfeng..."

Having said this, Xu Cheng suddenly stopped.

In the entire hall, except for the slight vibration of the alchemy cauldron, there was not a single sound.

Those preparatory disciples sitting in the temple were also silent.

At this time, whoever still takes this Ninth Master Yuxuan in front of him as a serious matter, then he can only be a fool.

The alchemy in front of him might not be so easy to refine!

Xu Cheng's words made Hu Chang's expression extremely ugly.

"There are still forty breaths left, Daoist Hu Chang, do you want more of this pill?"

Xu Cheng pointed to the alchemy furnace in front of him and asked softly.

To, or not to?

Yes!
If he said no at this time, wouldn't he, Hu Chang, be the laughing stock of the Immortal Palace?

Hu Chang got up slowly, walked to the alchemy furnace step by step, and slowly raised his hand.

"Wait a moment."

Xu Cheng suddenly looked at him and said.

"Why, what's so special about your pill?" Hu Chang said coldly.

"I just want to confirm, Daoist Hu Chang, you are already in the realm of Daojun, are you sure you want to infuse the alchemy cauldron with the power of the original source, and refine this Sanhua Lingyuan pill?"

Xu Cheng looked hesitant and asked in a low voice.

Hu Chang's eyes were fixed.

What is Xu Cheng covering up?
Don't want to infuse yourself with the source?
Or, what's so weird about this furnace pill?
Now that this point has been reached, no matter what, this pill can be unrefined, but it must not be discarded because of lack of original power.

Hu Chang smiled coldly, raised his hand, and the original power turned into a beam of light, covering the alchemy cauldron.

"Om-"

As soon as Hu Chang's original power fell on the alchemy furnace, the jade-colored alchemy furnace rotated at an instant.

The extremely rich alchemy radiated out, turning into a palm-sized, pale red flower, floating quietly above the alchemy cauldron.

"Mr. Hu Chang, Three Flowers Lingyuan Pill, Three Flowers Blooming Fang Chengdan, this flower hasn't bloomed yet, are you reluctant to part with the original source?"

Xu Cheng looked at the closed flower bone, and said lightly.

Reluctant to part with the original source, it is difficult for the three flowers to bloom?
In the main hall, the eyes of all the preparatory Taoists fell on Hu Chang.

This one can't even bear to spend the source of refining a few sixth-grade pills?

Not far away, Zhang Xiasheng's eyes widened.

It is true that refining the Sanhua Lingyuan Pill requires a lot of effort, but it is not to the extent that even a Daoist Lord cannot be catalyzed after absorbing the upper realm of a Martial Saint.

What's more, why has he never seen the flower bone on the alchemy stove?

Refining this three-flower Lingyuan pill, when will there be a saying of three flowers blooming together?

He raised his head and looked at Xu Cheng who had a calm expression.

"Alchemist Zhang, you are not refining that furnace alchemy anymore?"

Xu Cheng also looked up at him.

Do not practice?

If you don't practice at this time, you may lose your skin when you return to Shangxuan Peak.

No matter where you are, you can't be cowardly in front of people from Yuxuan Peak.

This has always been the rule of Shangxuan Peak.

"Practice!"

Gritting his teeth, he searched for the elixir at the bottom of the press box, and Zhang Xiasheng began to raise the fire again and pour the medicine.

It's just that now, in the entire hall, no one is looking at him anymore.

Everyone stared at Hu Chang and the alchemy furnace in front of him.

"Om-"

Hu Chang's face was solemn, and the endless source was suppressed, and the flower bone became more and more beautiful.

That's it.

"Humph!"

Looking at the slightly swaying flower buds, he gritted his teeth, and the source in the Taoist world turned into a torrent, rushing directly towards the alchemy furnace.

If there is any damage to this alchemy furnace, it is also a loss of alchemy, no wonder I, Mr. Hu!
"Om-"

With the primordial infusion in his dao world, the alchemy furnace rotated faster, and a gap finally opened up in the delicate flower bone.

A ray of golden light shines through the cracks in the buds.

The strong floral fragrance spreads.

"smell good……"

Someone whispered, and there was a trace of confusion in the eyes.

"This flower is so beautiful, I really want to pick it up and give it to my junior sister..."

There was a drunken look in someone's eyes, struggling to get up.

There was madness in Hu Chang's eyes, and Yuanyuan rushed down like money.

That delicate flower slowly opened.

"Wake up quickly—"

At this moment, Chang Shanyue, who was sitting upright, let out a loud shout, and stood up with an extremely dignified expression.

"Is this the Youshen, one of the three flowers?"

He stepped forward step by step, looked at the slightly blooming flower bone, and said solemnly: "Wandering God, Zang Dao, ten thousand lives, three flowers gather, transformation of life and death, three lives seeking immortals, Jiuye, you who practiced, in the end What Dan?"

　I originally wanted to leave a chapter, but I feel uncomfortable when this chapter is broken
　　do not care

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