Painting of the Nine Immortals

In mid-air, the golden big tripod shook and the elixir dissipated.

This stunned the mysterious spirit, the smile disappeared and was replaced by disappointment.

Ling Xian was not disappointed or surprised.

Long before the elixir dissipated, he expected it, otherwise he would not sigh.

"How can it fail? It shouldn't be." The spirit of the mysterious frowns. Although he is not a master of Dan Dao, but he follows a master Dan Dao, how can he not understand?

In his opinion, Lingxian was perfect in every step, impeccable and should not fail.

At the moment, he turned his eyes to Ling Xian and said, "Why failed?"

"I don't know." Ling Xian's eyes were so deep that he expected the elixir to dissipate, not because he knew the reason, but because he saw the signs.

"It's troublesome." The spirit of the mystery frowned.

"Indeed." Ling Xian sighed. Failure was not terrible, and terrible did not know the reason.

"Do you want to try again? You only have one chance left." The spirit of the secret realm looked at Ling Xian seriously, hoping that he would try, but was afraid he would try.

In other words, I was afraid he would fail.

"Why not? I didn't give up on these two words in my dictionary." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and after many years of spiritual practice, he deeply understood a truth.

When you fall, stand up. No matter how many times you fail, as long as you can stand up, there is hope.

"Give me the magic medicine. Although I can't guarantee success, you can only choose to believe me." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"Indeed." The spirit of the mysterious sighed. He waited for thousands of years before Lingxian. If he missed it, I don't know how many years he has to wait.

At the moment, he flung his sleeves, and hundreds of magic pills appeared, dazzling and fragrant.

"This is the last chance. Hopefully, what you bring me is joy, not disappointment." The spirit of the secret realm looked at Ling Xian seriously.

"I will do my best." Ling Xian smiled slightly, then converged to smile, refining hundreds of magic drugs.

This time, he did not refine together, but one by one.

He has only one chance left, so he must be careful.

Time passed quietly, and after three full hours, Lingxian turned hundreds of magic drugs into powder.

Although it took a long time, Ling Xian was not without harvest, he was sure that there was no problem with the magic medicine.

Later, Lingxian merged the essence of magic medicine, not two or two, but the two essence of magic medicine first, and then the third and fourth strains.

This is done because Lingxian wants to ensure that the integration process is error-free.

After half a day, the essence of the magic medicine merged into one, and there was no abnormality.

"There was nothing wrong with refining and fusion ..." Ling Xianxing looked up. There were only three steps in refining the alchemy, and the first two were not abnormal. It was that Cheng Dan had a problem.

But he was sure that there was no problem with Cheng Danfa.

At the moment, Ling Xian raised her hand to seal the seal and played a sacred decision.

Suddenly, the elixir shined brightly, and the fragrance filled the air for a while.

Seeing this, the spirit of the mysterious spirit is refreshed, the elixir is shining, and the fragrance is fragrant. This is a sign of Chengdan. Can he not be excited?

But the next moment, he heard Ling Xian sigh.

Suddenly, the light disappeared and the fragrance disappeared, meaning Lingxian failed again.

This stunned the spirit of the mystery, the smile no longer, and the excitement subsided.

He only prepared the remedy twice, and Lingxian failed, which means no hope.

"Failed ..." The mysterious spirit smiled bitterly and lost heart.

Ling Xian was also hit.

He has not failed, but he has never failed twice. It is conceivable that the blows are multiple.

But soon, Ling Xian resumed as usual.

After many years of spiritual practice, his heart has been as strong as iron, and a small setback can make him lose heart?

"There is no problem in refining and merging into Dan, that is, the fault is not on me."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed. If he said it was his problem the first time, he acknowledged it, but the second time, he never acknowledged it.

Whether it's refining or fusion, or Cheng Dan, he has achieved perfection and is impeccable.

Failure in this case, then an explanation, something went wrong with Dan Fang.

"What is the reason for this?" The spirit of the secret realm took a deep look at Lingxian, with blame, but had nothing to say.

He begged Lingxian to take a shot, and even if he failed, he was not qualified to blame.

Besides, he didn't dare. Ling Xian was a strong man in the late stage of the sacred realm. Even if he was the spirit of the secret realm, he couldn't suppress Ling Xian.

"If I didn't guess wrong, there should be something wrong with Dan Fang." Ling Xian's eyes were so deep that he was sure that there was nothing wrong with the process of making alchemy, and it was Dan Fang who was wrong.

"Impossible, how can my host make a mistake, Dan Fang?" The spirit of the mystery frowned, and the Lord of the Holy Land was his most respected person. How could he tolerate Ling Xian's accusations?

"Don't you go wrong?"

"You are always accompanied by a master Dan Dao. You should know that I am perfect in every step."

"However, the result failed. Isn't this a mistake for Dan Fang?"

Ling Xian spoke softly, but full of indisputableness.

"This ..." The spirit of the mystery stagnates, refutes with intention, but has nothing to say.

Ling Xian is right. He has made perfect every step. Even the Lord of the Holy Land may not be able to do better than him.

Failure to be impeccable, apart from Dan Fang's fault, is there any other explanation?

"I know you love and respect the Lord of the Holy Land, and you can't tolerate criticism, but it's true."

"Although your master created Dan Fang, he died before he became a master."

"That is to say, he didn't check and it was normal for the error."

Ling Xianxing's eyes were deep, and even the lowest level of Jiupin Danfang had to be repeatedly checked and modified.

Dan Fang, who has never been tested, can't be more wrong.

"Whether Dan Fang is right or wrong, there is no hope." The spirit of the secret realm smiled bitterly. He only refined the magic potion twice, and both failed, and naturally there was no hope.

"No, there is hope." Ling Xian smiled slightly. The second time did fail, but Lingtan did not dissipate.

In other words, the essence of the elixir has not disappeared. As long as you find out what went wrong, you can make a living to die.

"You have failed, there is no hope." The spirit of the mystery smiled bitterly.

"Elixir has not dissipated, this is hope." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"It's true, but it is already a waste Dan. Is it possible that you can bring the waste Dan back to life?" The spirit of the secret realm sighed, not thinking that Lingxian had this ability.

"If it can't, I won't say there is hope." Ling Xian smiled lightly, but he nourished the inheritance of the sky, and it was impossible to revive the waste Dan.

"Don't make fun, even my master can't revive the waste Dan, how can you?" The spirit of the mysterious sighed, his master is amazed by the ages, looking at that generation, is the most powerful master deserved of the city of quest!

"If your master can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't do it either." Ling Xian chuckled. He is also a great master who understands the power of the origin, and is no less inferior to the Lord of the Holy Land.

"Then you try it." The spirit of the mystery sighed, not thinking that Lingxian could do it.

"I have to find out what went wrong first, otherwise, even if the waste Dan is revived, it doesn't make sense." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed and he looked at every magic medicine on the spirit paper seriously.