Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 375
The content in the jade slip is not complicated, it is just something like a note for an alchemy monk, and the theme of it is the Yunling San that the dialect wants to condense.

Dialect is not the first monk who wants to condense Yunling Powder. Many monks can think of Yunling Powder condensed ten times into a pill. After Jane, she understood the whole story.

Dialect's thinking is too simple. If it is really possible to make alchemy by condensing Yunlingsan, many alchemists can do it, so why is it that only Yunlingsan is sold in all places, and there is no higher-level Yunlingsan? Dan.

It turns out that it is not an easy task to condense the Yunling powder. It is difficult to condense the Yunling powder into a pill. The spiritual fluid will evaporate.

Maybe a monk with a higher level of cultivation can do it, but when it comes to alchemists with that level of cultivation, they have already been promoted to masters, and there are many pills that replenish mana in their hands that are better than Yunling Pills, and there are a few who are willing to spend energy refining them. Planting the low-level pills in their eyes, even if they are willing, they will not be refined for outsiders, at most they are refined once or twice for their own junior disciples.

This note was left by a senior of Baishizong. This senior was obsessed with alchemy all his life, and he was only in the middle stage of Jindan when he died. He did many experiments on the condensed pill of Yunling powder, and there were many experiments. The conception was only limited to cultivation, and there was no way to verify it, so it was recorded in the jade slips and left to the descendants of the sect, so that future generations could verify his conception.

It's a pity that the Baishi Sect is only a small sect, and there has never been a Nascent Soul cultivator. The Jindan Dzogchen who teaches Qi Yunshan today is the highest cultivation level in the history of the sect. Few, but the various ideas in this senior's notes can only be verified by the middle-stage cultivation of Yuanying, but this jade slip has countless thoughts lying in the scripture storage building of Baishizong. If it weren't for the appearance of dialects, it would Even Qi Yunshan, the head teacher, almost forgot the existence of this jade slip in the sect.

After probing for half an hour in dialect, the content of which had already been memorized, he shot out the jade slip with a snap of his fingers: "Master Qi, thank you for this jade slip, it is indeed the first time for Yan to try this jade slip. Jane is of great help to me, tell me, what do you want, you will not take out this jade slip for nothing."

Qi Yunshan didn't expect the dialect to be so direct, but it was only for a moment, so he said easily: "It's best to help the senior, and Qi has no other requirements, as long as the senior can successfully refine it, he can give the junior some Yunling Pills." All right."

"Headmaster Qi, I think you are familiar with the content of this jade slip. It is also the first time for Yan to try it out. Whether it will be successful or not is not certain, but I promise you that if it is really successful, there must be a noble sect."

Regarding Qi Yunshan's request, Dialect was not surprised. Qi Yunshan's cultivation base was the same as that of Dialect, both of which were Golden Elixir Dzogchen. The purpose of the spiritual grass outside is undoubtedly to contain the spirit pills. Of course, dialect will not shirk this small request, but secretly thought in his heart, do you really regard me as a master of alchemy?If it weren't for the treasure of the Qiankun Pot, I'm afraid I would have pawned my pants, and it would be difficult to refine a third-grade elixir.

But now that all kinds of raw materials and spirit herbs are complete, all it takes is time. As long as the senior's idea is correct, there will always be a day of success. According to this idea, many pill formulas may be changed. Although the grade after the change may not be higher than the original pill formula, it is still very possible to have some other unique effects.

After receiving a positive answer from the dialect, Qi Yunshan gave a salute and then left the deep underground. Although the dialect did not give an affirmative answer, he also understood that this was just an experiment, and whether it would work or not was another matter. To leave a better impression in the hearts of the seniors, why not do it, and resolutely refuse to pay the extra spirit stones of the dialect.

Compared with the friendship of a Nascent Soul cultivator, Qi Yunshan can tell the importance of a few pieces of spirit stones. A few days ago, that Daoist Xia Fei came here once, and his words were quite polite. Qi Yunshan knew that the other party was definitely not because of his gold. Dan's cultivation was perfect, but because of the senior underground.

The dialect did not persist either. Compared with the Yunling Pill that might be refined in the future, a few spirit stones are not worth mentioning. They are life-saving things, and the value of the consumption in the refining process is far less Much larger than several pieces of Lingshi.

After Qi Yunshan left, Fang Yan devoted himself to alchemy in the cave. There was only one eight-leaf licorice plant, and it would take time for it to mature. High-grade elixir is unusual. In dialect, there are only two successful experiences of sedative elixir and magic dragon elixir, and they both cost no less than a hundred times the value to refine successfully. Go bankrupt first.

The gathering place is close to the ground of the soul beast, and there is a cave. At this moment, two men and women are sitting face to face. A spiritual power spurts out from one hand, forming a rune in the air. Inside the rune is a young monk with a face of pain. , with a jade pendant placed on his forehead.

The two men and women were Xiao Henshui and his wife. Seeing their nervous faces, no one else would come except to care about their son Xiao Ran.

The two had been in this position for several hours. Xiao Henshui and Bing Wushuang were also very anxious, but they didn't dare to show any tension on their faces, for fear of affecting their son's state of mind.

Only the rune in the middle, instead of emitting bursts of soft light, envelops the young monks in it, penetrates into the sea of ​​consciousness, and appeases the painful soul in it. That's all the auxiliary work.

"However, hold on, this time, although the soul of this body fell during the Nascent Soul Tribulation, after all, it has gone through several rounds of tempering. As long as you can successfully seize the body, it will not take long for you to recover your cultivation base, or even go one step further. Hold on." Realizing that Xiao Ran's soul in his physical body was showing signs of fatigue, Bing Wushuang sent a message to it immediately, in order to arouse his son's fighting spirit.

They actually prepared a physical body close to Nascent Soul cultivation level for their son at the later stage of Jindan, it can be said that they have spent a lot of money, but they just want to take away the physical body with a higher cultivation level than themselves, the danger is not 01:30, If it wasn't for the special skills they cultivated, they would not have dared to take such a risk, but now it is because of their son's begging, they finally agreed to give it a try, and it depends on whether their son can survive it. Under the name of master, it is difficult for Xiao Ran to improve his cultivation.

The soul jade pendant shattered into powder with a bang, Xiao Henshui and his wife were not surprised but delighted, they looked at each other, the magic power in their hands increased a bit, and the light from the runes in it penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness of the young monk like flowing water .

After about a stick of incense, the young monk suddenly opened his eyes: "Father, mother, don't waste your energy, I have succeeded."

Xiao Henshui and his wife, who were overjoyed upon hearing the words, finally output a burst of mana, and then slowly retracted the power. The rune was suspended for a while, flickering, scattered and disappeared.

"However, how do you feel?" Bing Wushuang, who had just put away the exercises, asked anxiously. Even the couple is not very confident about this kind of leapfrogging, and Xiao Henshui looked at him with concern. Son, wait for an answer.

The young monk turned over and fell from the sky. After standing on the ground, he swung his head from side to side a few times. He looked down at his brand-new body, as if he was getting familiar with his new body. Immediately, from the depth of his arms, a magic power instantly shot out from his palm, It hit the ground a few feet away, and a pothole about a foot deep appeared immediately.

"This body is several times stronger than the child's original one. It just needs to be closed for several months to fully control the power in the body." The young monk was talking and practicing the exercises. The original face suddenly changed and gradually formed It changed Xiao Ran's previous face.

"This is for sure. Even a low-level body needs to be adjusted, let alone a high-level body. However, take these things and go to retreat. Don't worry about other things." He handed the bag to his son and said.

As a result, Xiao Ran didn't check the storage bag handed over by his father, but directly put it away: "Father, that person still hasn't been found?" His tone showed bursts of sternness.

"There are a few suspects, and they should be among them. Don't worry, I'll keep them for you. As long as you get used to this body, you can investigate them one by one. You still have to avenge yourself." Xiao Henshui seemed to know His son would definitely ask about this matter, so he reached out and handed a jade slip to his son.

When the jade slip was in his hands, Xiao Ran immediately penetrated his spiritual sense into it; "Wu Muzong, Shuiyunzong, Dajizong, Baishizong..." Within a few breaths, more than a dozen sects read from Xiao Ran's mouth.

After a while, Xiao Ran put away the jade slips and bowed to his parents: "My child has gone to retreat." He stepped into a secret room.

Seeing her son enter the secret room and the formation was in operation, Bing Wushuang asked her husband worriedly, "Hen Shui, it's okay, it's hard to achieve success in the future with such a mentality."

"Let him go. If he doesn't kill that person, the inner demon will not be eliminated, even the Nascent Soul Tribulation will be extremely difficult. There is no future." Xiao Henshui also said with a lonely face.

How can Bing Wushuang not understand the truth, it just happened to his own son, some mothers can deal with it indifferently, after taking a deep breath, Bing Wushuang said again: "You have checked all those people, there must be no Yuan Infant monk."

"No, even Nascent Soul cultivator, you won't be afraid when Ran'er sacrifices that magic weapon. Well, you have suffered for Ran'er in the past few years, and you should go to rest."

Xiao Henshui raised his hand, and led Bing Wushuang into another secret room.

(End of this chapter)