Above the Immortal Cultivation

After refining the Reversed Six Senses Formation, Wang Lu put it away. In his imagination, if the Pig-headed Monk could refine the six senses, six roots, six dusts, and the entire eighteen realms, and integrate them into one formation, it would be too shocking and incredible.

If that were the case, perhaps even a monk in the Spiritualization Stage would be trapped and killed in it.

Putting away his thoughts, Wang Lu made a single move with one hand, and the Four Directions Dingtian Cauldron appeared in front of him. Although he wasted 1,500 spiritual materials for the Water Rhythm Pill using this cauldron, he had never carefully observed it.

There were seven shallow scratches on the body of the cauldron, which seemed to be naturally generated, simple and elegant. Not only did it not feel out of place, but it also added a bit of ancient meaning.

The whole cauldron was light blue. When refining pills, it would emit a circle of faint blue light, which looked mysterious and magnificent. Wang Lu guessed that this circle of blue light was most likely used to gather temperature and flames.

However, he was completely confused about the materials used to forge this tripod. Perhaps his senior brother Tian Yidong could know something. In fact, he also wanted to ask his senior brother Tian to help him see what kind of natural treasures caused the silver dots in his own life-saving magic weapon, the Six-Star Arched Moon Blade.

This is a matter of nurturing his own golden elixir, which is related to his life and property, and he must not be careless.

Now he is in the northern border, and he doesn't know how far away from the Western Desert. He roughly estimated that if he drove the Qingluan flying ancient treasure, it would take at least three hundred years to return to the Western Desert. Fortunately, there are super sects or large sects in the five realms, and there are super flying ships that fly across realms. However, it also takes many years to fly from one realm to another.

For example, Master Qiu Huaren took the Duyun ship of the Purple Clothes Pavilion, a large sect in the northern border, for a full thirty-five years before he came to the Western Desert.

Now thinking back, he sighed.

The enemy is right beside him!

He was determined to avenge his master and seek justice for the entire Liufu Sect. He also wanted to make the Liufu Sect's talismans flourish in the entire world of immortal cultivation, surpassing the super sect Tianfu Sect in Zhongzhou and becoming famous in the five regions.

He stared at the Sifang Dingtian Ding in a daze. After refining, if he still couldn't successfully refine the Shuiyun Pill and let himself step into the alchemy path, it would mean that he really had no talent for alchemy and could only ask others to help him refine the Kuiniu Shendan.

Wang Lu narrowed his eyes slightly, forced seven drops of blood from his fingers, and shouted in a depressed mood: "Refine!"

Dozens of spells sank into the seven shallow scratches along with the seven drops of blood. The scratches were like seven hungry monsters, greedily swallowing the blood in the blink of an eye. The Sifang Dingding appeared a very dazzling sky blue, but quickly melted away.

"Hmph, you're quite good at eating. I'll bloat you to death!"

Wang Lu quickly forced out seven drops of blood essence again. Dingtian Ding seemed to have taken a tonic. The blue light became stronger, but there was a slight change.

Seeing this, Wang Lu smiled slightly. He made a profit.

One day later, the first light-colored scratch was dyed a light blood red.

Two days, three days, four days, until the seventh day, all seven scratches were dyed blood red.

It's done!

"Collect!"

Wang Lu looked at the Sifang Dingtian Ding, which was much more agile and seemed to have a close relationship with him, and said softly with joy.

In an instant, Dingtian Ding turned into a dark blue dust, and sank into the golden elixir in Wang Lu's dantian.

Wang Lu immediately looked inside. The seven green dots around the golden elixir were like a tyrant, firmly attached to the golden elixir. Seeing the intruder, the mother blade first emitted a green light to the elixir.

There was a crisp sound of "ding".

The Sifang Dingtian Ding was hit by the green light and rolled over. Then the other six blades and six green lights rushed towards the Dingtian Ding, and the Sifang Dingtian Ding was hit to the edge of the Dantian.

Then, the seven blades came out together, surrounded the Dingtian Ding, and shuttled back and forth up and down, left and right, like playing a clown.

After a while, seeing that the Dingtian Ding looked a little aggrieved, or perhaps they had had enough fun, the six-star arched moon blade returned to the golden elixir.

After seeing that the powerful seven blades ignored it, the Sitian Dingtian Ding slowly approached the golden elixir tremblingly. Seeing that the seven blades had no reaction and were indifferent, it finally found its own place at the bottom of the golden elixir with courage.

"Haha!"

Wang Lu retracted his thoughts and looked at the Sifang Dingtian Ding being bullied by the seven blades. It was too funny.

However, he knew very well that in the Dantian, unless it was his own life magic weapon, there were almost no other treasures that could be nurtured by the Dantian and then improved.

He did not expect that the Four Directions Dingtian Ding still had room for improvement. Such a treasure was almost rare in the world, which made him doubt the strength and terror of the family background of the Bull Head monk.

According to the first-hand information about the entire Northern Frontier that he bought from Yinluanxuan at a high price of 7,000 high-quality spirit stones, there are indeed four major immortal cultivation families in the Northern Frontier. They rarely communicate with the outside world, but their strength is very strong, stronger than the general large sects, only below the Four Beast Sect and the evil sect.

Could it be that the Bull Head monk is one of the four major families?

One of them is the ancient and mysterious Miao family, located in the southwest of the Northern Frontier, and has reached the level of perfection in the research of spiritual Gu.

It is said that about 10,000 years ago, the leader of a large sect in the southwest of the northern border relied on his own cultivation to break through to the late stage of the transformation of the spirit. He was full of ambition and wanted to unify the southwest. However, when attacking the Miao family, he was poisoned by the Miao family leader's life spirit. The almost immortal late stage of the transformation of the spirit peerless strongman was devoured by the Miao family leader's life spirit in less than ten breaths, leaving nothing behind.

So far, this sect has been unable to recover, and soon it was replaced by other sects in less than a hundred years. The Miao family became famous in one battle and became a powerful family that even the Four Beast Sect was afraid of.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu was sweating coldly. Could it be that he was poisoned by his spirit? He thought wildly.

Alas, he must make himself stronger as soon as possible, otherwise he will become a lamb to be slaughtered.

Time waits for no one!

He released a mountain of 500 spiritual materials for Shuiyun Dan, and with his magic power, he began to sort them out again!

Twenty days later, looking at the materials for the five hundred Shuiyun Pills neatly arranged in the yard like an army, hey, ten days less than a month, it seems that this time it will definitely be successful, this is a good start.

"Come out!"

Wang Lu shouted softly, and the four-sided Dingtian Ding appeared instantly, and circled around him at high speed, making him laugh.

Wang Lu's eyes condensed, and the Dingtian Ding seemed to understand his determination, and immediately stopped in mid-air. The faint blue light surged out like ripples. Wang Lu followed the alchemy process, and the pill fire, mana, and consciousness surged out together. He put eighty-five spiritual materials into the Dingtian Ding.

Wang Lu began to refine the Shuiyun Pill with full concentration. One day, two days, and the third day, when a strong medicinal fragrance came out of the Dingtian Ding, although it puzzled him, but the pill was about to be completed, and he couldn't care so much.

He flicked his fingers at the square cauldron and once again cast 7749 elixir-collecting spells. At the same time, he shouted wildly, like a lotus flower:

"Condensate!"