Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu had a sullen expression on his face, and he couldn't help but persuade Xiaolu, "My eldest lady, my aunt, I live in a simple den, but you live in my golden elixir, which is not enough for you to show off..." ..

Before he finished speaking, he received a message from Zi Jiu. Master, who is this little thing? If it doesn’t accept it, beat it until it accepts it. It doesn’t look pleasing to the eye...

Wang Lu immediately responded, My dear, this is a rare elixir of transformation that I found only after a narrow escape from death...

Before I finished speaking, Xiao Lu came again. Huh, he didn’t even reply. What’s wrong with your golden elixir? When I was helping you make the elixir, look at what you made...

Just as Wang Lu was about to comfort him, Zi Jiu sent a message, Master, what's so great about the elixir of transformation? From now on...

Xiaolu:...

Zijiu:...

...

Zijiu and Xiaolu completely ignored Wang Lu's feelings as their master. The two voices chattered endlessly in his mind, arguing continuously.

His face was gloomy, and his mood was getting worse and worse...

"Ah ah ah ah, don't say anything anymore!"

Wang Lu simply couldn't bear it, the noise made his head hurt, and he shouted loudly!

Sure enough, the effect was quite obvious. Xiao Lu and Zi Jiu were immediately as silent as a cicada.

The whole world finally calmed down!

Seeing the opportunity, Wang Lu couldn't miss the opportunity and said directly: "Zi Jiu, my best friend, Xiao Lu, my most charming little princess, you are all my heart, my heart, my baby, my favorite !”

Hearing this, Xiaolu sprinkled a bright green, instantly surpassing the silly light blue of the Sifang Dingtian Cauldron, looking very happy.

Zijiu returned to its beloved nest in a flash of lightning, spread out its big wings, wrapped itself up, and reluctantly accepted his explanation.

At this point, the fight for favor is over.

Wang Lu couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, he was smart, otherwise, this cave would have been disintegrated from the inside if there was no invasion by external enemies.

Are the tempers of both of them too irritable?

Who was he following? Could it be himself?

Wang Lu took back his thoughts and started refining Shen Huandan.

Time ran silently, and finally came to the step of "dan shaping and condensation" again. When he hit the sixty-four spells at high speed, a dark green micro-dot broke into the cauldron.

"Boom!"

Light blue light spilled out, and four brown elixirs the size of longan were refined.

"It's done!"

Wang Lu couldn't help being happy. With a move of one hand, Shen Huandan came through the air and lay flat on the palm of his hand. He laughed "hehehe", which made Xiaolu roll his eyes, as if to say, look at your worthless look. There's really nothing I can do against you.

He glanced at her indifferently and ignored her, "What's the matter, little master, I like this feeling."

Immediately after, the elixir becomes successful, the success fails, success, failure, failure, failure, success, existence, again, failure...

In the next fifty-one times, he refined twenty-three bottles and ninety-two pills of Shen Huan Dan that could not be dispersed due to the concentration of spiritual power. He was worthy of this refining effort. Hey, Xiao Lu should be the one to say this. right.

nonstop.

When Wang Lu planned to persuade Xiao Lu to go back and try his hand at refining the "Hua Yun" elixir, Xiao Lu started to lecture her like rain, saying, "You really don't regard spiritual materials as spiritual stones. Just rely on your You have an incomparably bad alchemy talent. A thousand copies are not enough for you, let alone a hundred copies...

Wang Lu happily accepted her long text and did not stop until she was tired.

"Miss, enough of the scolding, we, oh, not us, it's you who are going to start."

I'm convinced by this guy.

Xiao Lu had nothing to do against Wang Lu. He could only hover in a sulky mood, ignoring Wang Lu's previous twenty-three failed alchemy attempts.

For the twenty-fourth time, with the help of small green micro-dots, three snow-white thumb-sized Huayun Pills with amazing spiritual power were successfully refined.

Don’t think twice, keep firing on all cylinders, and keep going…

Of the remaining seventy-six chapters, thirty-one were successful, and ninety-six Huayun Pills were released.

The continuous alchemy not only dimmed the blue light of the Sifang Dingtian Cauldron a lot, but also made Xiao Lu feel a little exhausted. She returned to the silent gourd without saying hello and recovered herself.

Wang Lu felt a little guilty and took back the golden elixir from the Sifang Dingtian Cauldron. The cauldron was like a blue star point, tightly attached to the golden elixir and motionless.

Well, it's my turn.

After about two years of refining the elixir, the effect was very good. First, he swallowed a brown Shenhuan elixir in one gulp. His magic power, which had not been seen for a long time, suddenly fluctuated strongly. Wang Lu followed the golden elixir of the "Six Talismans" later with his eyes, nose and heart. After firing the magic formula, he quickly fell into deep cultivation.

With Zijiu's protection, the cave is impregnable, and he has no worries about anyone breaking in.

In his opinion, Zi Jiu's strength has reached a level that even he cannot see clearly.

In the world of immortality, is there really such a magical mutated spirit butterfly?

He is on par with the Soul-Calling Bee, and has a back-and-forth fight with Little Green. Is it possible that he can really rival or even surpass the Buxu Silver Butterfly, the legendary ancestor of butterflies and ranked fourth on the top ten strange insects?

Have it?

Time flies, the sun and the moon rotate.

Thirty-six years later, Wang Lu woke up.

He stood up and looked at the empty jade bottles on the ground. After such a long practice, Shen Huan Dan was used up, and only three bottles of Huayun Dan were left among the thirty-two bottles.

Although the elixir was almost exhausted, his cultivation level had made great strides and stabilized at the peak of the late golden elixir stage.

At this time, not only did he have a deeper magical power, but with the improvement of his cultivation, his golden elixir was also more harmonious, almost a perfect circle.

This gave him more confidence to impact the Nascent Soul stage that was just around the corner.

Zi Jiu woke up; the Sky-supporting Rod returned to the Dream Sect and was reforged by Senior Brother Tian Yidong nearly a hundred years ago; Cai Ying, who had already entered the Nascent Soul stage and had a stronger identity, was waiting for him; his strength reached the current peak; his cultivation was completely stable and reached a higher level.

Everything was ready, and he had enough confidence and strength!

It was time to seek revenge on Mi Tianhua and the Shenxue Sect.