Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 10 Dan Yan
In the middle of the night, there was a gentle breeze in the forest of pigs and cows, and the fragrant pig and the medicine cow both fell asleep on their stomachs.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Feng Ting punched again and again, shaking the surrounding trees and causing leaves to fall.

The clothes and pants on his body were soaked with sweat, and his expression was slightly tired.

"breathe."

Finally, he held onto his fist, took a deep breath, and then flew up the tree and lay down on the trunk.

After resting for a while, the clothes and pants were infiltrated and washed by spiritual energy, and after feeling refreshed, Feng Ting put the medicine cauldron in order.

Afterwards, he took out ten stalks of spiritual grain grass, ten stalks of silver-veined flowers, ten pieces of Suiqianzi, ten pieces of Tongsui ointment, and ten pieces of Tianyi horn from the big medicine box, crushed these five kinds of elixir with spiritual energy, and then Put it into the medicine cauldron.

Then, Ming Shen closed his eyes, secretly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and sent the gentle flame in the dantian to the palm along the meridians.

This is the Human Torch that burned him eight times, but this is only the outermost part of the Human Torch.In the past month, he had peeled off the outermost layer from the Thunderbolt Fire Seed, and did not let it continue to grow stronger.

This is the greatest success of his ninth life.

Now, he wants to use this gentle flame to refine the Blood Cleansing Pill.

He sent this pale red flame into the medicine cauldron, instantly enveloping the elixir that had become a powder.The dots of medicine powder were not burned into fly ash by the flames, but seemed to be dancing in the flames like a little bit of finely divided fireworks, which was truly beautiful.

A gratified smile appeared on Feng Ting's face, and he took out fifteen pieces of earth gods, one scarlet spirit animal bone, and three blood sea fish scales, shattered them with spiritual energy, and threw them into the flames.

The crimson flame gently set off the medicinal materials inside, making the medicinal materials immortal and non-flying, revealing a bright light.

Seeing that everything was going as he wished, Feng Ting lay down on the tree trunk with peace of mind, closed his eyes and rested quietly.

The night was quiet, only the flame in the medicine cauldron was beating slightly like an elf in the night, immortal and endless.

Before he knew it, the sky was bright, Feng Ting looked at the gentle red flame in the medicine cauldron, and the six panacea that moved slightly in the red flame, the smile in his eyes was clearly visible.

It was successful, not only refining a blood-purifying pill, but also refining five cultivation pills incidentally.This extraordinary ability of refining medicine can only be achieved by him, the former alchemy master.

This outermost thunderbolt is so miraculous, it should be given a name, it is called Danyan.

If the Human Torch can be peeled off layer by layer like this, and then tamed one by one, the ultimate goal of controlling the Human Torch can be achieved.

In fact, he also tried this method in the eighth world.It's just that he was a spiritual cultivator at that time, and under the warmth of spiritual power, the blossoming thunderbolts that were stripped off were still all flames united into one, becoming an uncontrollable tyrannical fire.

Now, he does not cultivate spiritual power, but only cultivates spiritual energy. Thunderbolt does not have the warmth of spiritual power, so it is difficult to become strong.

The initial success made Feng Ting very excited, so he happily ate this blood purifying pill first.

Because the medicinal power of the Blood Cleansing Pill is extremely domineering, he did not let the medicinal power spread immediately, but let it experience the warmth of spiritual energy in his body.

Then, he took the five spirit pills and left the woods.

The sun shines through the branches and leaves, and across Feng Ting's body, making him flicker on and off, exuding a gorgeous expression.

Walking into the small courtyard, Ding Chundong is putting breakfast on the table.

Ding Chundong looked at Feng Ting, and felt that the junior brother seemed to be very happy today, he couldn't help but wondered, could it be that the junior brother had figured it out and was going back to Beiwutang.

Feng Ting sat down, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Ding Chundong also sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and looked at Feng Ting: "Little brother, after you go back, please intercede with Master for me, I want to go back too."

Feng Ting glanced at Ding Chundong and said with a smile: "Who said I want to go back?"

Ding Chundong said: "Junior Junior Brother, you defeated Qian Yao and shocked you into heaven, Baodian Pavilion should be your place to go."

Feng Ting smiled disdainfully: "What's so good about Baodian Pavilion? Isn't it that you can take more pills, read more classics, and be more restrained?"

Ding Chundong said with a helpless smile: "Junior brother, Baodian Pavilion has the cultivation pill, if Qian Yao hadn't taken the cultivation pill, he would never have become a spiritual cultivator in just ten days."

"Do you want it?" Feng Ting asked casually.

"What do you want?" Ding Chundong didn't understand for a while.

"Pelindan."

Ding Chundong smiled immediately: "Of course I want it."

"Give you."

Feng Ting casually took out a cultivation pill and placed it on the table.

(End of this chapter)