Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 745 Insufficient Spirit Fire
The elixir to be refined in the dialect is Baizhuan Cuiying elixir, the top-grade elixir among the sixth-grade elixir, and this elixir was included in the quotation when the top-grade spiritual weapon Wucai Lingjia was sold, and it is precisely because of that The first time he didn't choose the Hundred Turns Cuying Pill, Fang Yan made up his mind to refine it by himself.

Originally, not every Nascent Soul Dzogchen cultivator would have the idea of ​​dialect. Very few people refined the medicine such as Baizhuan Cuiying Pill when they were cultivating in Nascent Soul. Even if they wanted to use it, it was not so easy to get it. In fact, the hundred-turn pure baby pill is the elixir that distracted monks will use to temper their distracted bodies, but few Nascent Soul monks are willing to waste it like dialects, and the Nine-turn Pure Baby Pill is the elixir of many Nascent Soul monks Commonly used elixir for refining Nascent Soul.

It’s just that dialect knows its own affairs, and along the way of cultivation, dialect was either forced to helplessness, or coveted to improve his cultivation quickly, and took many shortcuts. Once, these shortcuts allowed the cultivation base of the dialect to improve rapidly, and in just a few hundred years, he had achieved the achievements of thousands of years, but it also left many hidden dangers.

The body of the Nascent Soul is extremely condensed, but after all, it is different from the aura of heaven and earth, there are many impurities in it, dialects are directly refined, although some of the impurities can be refined into nothingness, but in the end there will be many Nascent Souls that enter your own Among them, in normal times, the dialect is suppressed by one's own cultivation, and the mere impurities can't make a big wave. If there is a catastrophe in the face of distraction, it will be a terrible thing.

If it weren't for boasting that there is a hundred-turning pure baby pill in the battle, the dialect back then would not have dared to refine other people's mixed power at will. Facing the catastrophe of distraction, no matter how confident the dialect is, it would not dare to be careless, it is just a dialect Originally, I thought that it would be hundreds or thousands of years before I could make preparations, but I didn't expect to feel the breath of distraction and catastrophe so soon.

Because of the early appearance of the aura of catastrophe, Fang Yan didn't even dare to put all his hopes on himself. Although compared to his cultivation base, Fang Yan's alchemy attainments are not low, but so far, the highest-level pill refined by Fang Yan is also It's still a fifth-rank pill, and the difference between a first-rank pill and a pill is a huge difference. Even if there is Taishangyan, Ziheng Furnace, and Ziling, Dialect can't guarantee when he will be able to refine the best of the sixth-rank Baizhuan Ziyingdan came.

It is also for this reason that when he first entered Xiji City, Fang Yan had already passed a few pills at the Xiji Auction House and befriended a Nascent Soul Deacon. Notify yourself when you transfer the baby pill.

In the days that followed, Fang Yan stayed in the secret room of the inn and never left, and he didn't know that during the year he hid in the inn, many people visited the remote flower sea in the Cangyun Mountains. , There are also monks from the witch family, but after careful investigation, these monks can't find out what happened in the end, and the land of the sea of ​​flowers has regained its calm, but there are many bees, butterflies, insects and beasts missing, and the previous beautiful scene is no longer there.

Today's dialect has returned to the days when it was refining pills day and night. The raw materials of Baizhuan Cuiying Pill have been prepared for more than a dozen copies, but in the past few months, dialect has not started to use these raw materials. The ones that are refined are still Wuzi Lingdan, Taiyin Ziwu Dan, and several familiar pills, in order to control Taishangyan more skillfully.

On this day, a dialect shrouded in a shield slowly urged the exercises, and the majestic fire aura of Taishangyan was shining outside the Ziheng Furnace in front of him. Looking at the fluctuations in Taishangyan and Ziheng Furnace, It has reached the stage of harvesting pills, and sure enough, after an hour, Fang Yan issued a hand formula, and the Ziheng Furnace fluctuated for a while, and suddenly sprayed out a series of pills. The medicine fell into the jade bottle in the hands of dialect, and dialect threw the jade bottle into the Qiankun pot.

Putting away the elixir, the dialect gave a wry smile: "This is basically a coolie. Fortunately, I have gained a little, but I don't know if it is enough to refine the sixth-grade elixir. I can try it after a rest."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yan waved his hand to put away the Ziheng Furnace, closed his eyes and recovered.

The damage from wasting essence and blood hadn't recovered yet, which affected dialect's mana recovery a little bit. It was not as fast as before. Another day passed before dialect opened his eyes again and waved his hand to sacrifice Ziheng furnace again.

The Ziheng Furnace sacrificed, but Ziling, the weapon spirit, stood beside the dialect. Ziling, who had been nourished by Taishangyan for a long time, had a cultivation level that was close to that of Taoist Hu. If it continues to be refined like this, maybe Ziling It is also unknown that one day it will be able to reach Yuanying Dzogchen.

After coming out, Zi Lingdang immediately asked Fangyan: "Fangyan, but are you going to refine a sixth-grade elixir?"

Of course, the dialect will not hide too much about my magic weapon spirit, not to mention that I have to rely on Ziling's great help to refine the magic weapon: "Yes, I am going to try to refine the Hundred-Zhuan Ziying Pill, and I am not very sure. Right to try."

No one is more willing than Zi Ling to be addicted to alchemy in dialect. His magic weapon is the alchemy furnace. Originally, he had to rely on continuous refining of alchemy to improve his rank. I have seen the star burial of Taoist Hu. With the power of the spirit weapon on the robe, Ziheng doesn't want his own body magic weapon to be promoted to a high-grade spirit weapon one day.

Hearing the dialect words, Zi Ling immediately said happily: "Master, don't worry, I will do my best."

"It's not that I'm worried about you. What I'm worried about is Tai Shangyan. After all, the amount we collect is too small, and the time is also short. It's more than enough to refine the fifth-grade elixir, but it's a bit difficult to refine the sixth-grade elixir. If you make a slight mistake, you will fail. You just need to protect the pill furnace when you fail, and don’t lose your wife and lose your army. Okay, let’s start." Fang Yan waved his hand and said.

The joyful Zi Ling fled and escaped into the magic weapon of the body, and the dialect also began to urge Tai Shangyan.

As the blind spirit grass was sent into the Ziheng Furnace, the dialect's expression became more and more solemn, and the movements of his hands became more and more delicate. Under the joint urging of the dialect and Ziling, Taishangyan went up and down like a fire elf Flying, the purple constant furnace is filled with aura, a smooth scene.

It's a pity that these are all appearances. The sixth-grade pill is really not comparable to the fifth-grade. After dozens of raw materials are sent in one after another, even with the help of Ziling, the dialect of controlling the pill furnace to condense and burn the spirit grass still feels difficult. Suddenly, there was an obscure pause in the technique, although it was only for an instant, there was still a bang.

Without speaking in dialect, Zi Ling said: "Failed."

The spiritual consciousness penetrated into the Ziheng Furnace, and the spiritual liquid condensed from dozens of spiritual grasses that were originally flowing with light had already turned into a mass of black scorched matter, and there were still flashes of spiritual energy in it, but it was so mixed that it could not be regarded as Useful.

"It's not in vain. Anyway, it's considered pill slag, and you can add some fertilizer to the slag spirit stone grass." Dialect, who had expected this result, didn't care too much. If he successfully refined a sixth-grade elixir, That's something against the sky, Zhao Ziling said with a smile, and then waved and threw the black ball into the portal where the Qiankun pot slag, the spirit stone, and the grass were located.

After one failure, two failures, and three consecutive failures, Fang Yan knew that it would be difficult to succeed even if he tried again with his current methods. If it was a simpler sixth-grade elixir, he might be able to refine it successfully. Cui Ying Dan is not good, the difference is not 01:30.

"Dialect, there were still fewer grabs back then. If we doubled the number, we would be very likely to succeed." Zi Ling said unwillingly.

Fang Yan understood what Zi Ling was talking about, so why didn't he know that if Tai Shangyan doubled, his confidence would increase a lot, but the two of them joined forces and worked hard to get this, so what if they regret it now, Although the Flowing Light Portal is much clearer, it is still a bottomless pit. You can only see it in but not come out. If you want to draw strength from it, dialects can't do it.

After thinking for a while, the dialect slowly said: "Jibingyan is not suitable for alchemy. It seems that if we want to refine the hundred-turn pure infant pill, we need to find some high-level spiritual fire seeds first."

The dialect who made the decision no longer made alchemy. After passing another divine sense to Ziling, he waved Ziheng furnace back into his body, and then stepped out of the inn where he had been staying for a year.

(End of this chapter)