Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the air, Ling Xian stood by his hands and meditated.

It is not easy to find out what went wrong with Dan Fang, it is equivalent to creating Dan Fang, even if he is a great master who understands the power of the source, it is difficult to do so.

"What went wrong ..." Ling Xian muttered to himself, carefully examined, and deduced carefully.

Half an hour, one hour, two hours ... After three full days, he did not find out the crux.

This made the spirit of the mysterious sigh, and said, "Give up, maybe there is a problem with Dan Fang, but after all, it was created by the master's hard work, and it is not easy to find the error."

"It's really difficult, but I didn't give up these two words in my dictionary." Ling Xian's eyes were so deep. If he gave up easily, there would be no achievements today.

"Well, if you want to try, I won't stop." The spirit of the mystery sighed, no more words.

Ling Xian calmed down, checked and deduced repeatedly, and finally found the crux three days later.

Dan Fang has only one problem. With two more medicines, as long as it is eliminated, it can be reborn into a dying Dan.

At the moment, Ling Xian opened her eyes and smiled slightly: "I found the reason."

"Huh?" The spirit of the mysterious trembled and said, "Are you sure?"

"Try it and you'll know." Ling Xian smiled slightly, raised her hands and printed the seal, the light of the light diffused, and the power came.

The next moment, something incredible happened.

I saw Fei Dan's generous light, just a few breaths, as if the sun is not extinguished, radiant to the extreme.

What is even more amazing is that the elixir is alive, meaning it is no longer a waste elixir.

This shocked the mysterious spirit, and his eyes were about to stare out.

He knows how incredible Fei Dan's rebirth can be, even his master.

"It really came back ..."

The mysterious spirit looked at Ling Xian dumbly, and finally realized how capable this young man under 200 was.

"Trust me now?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly. He nourished the inheritance of the sky, and it was not difficult for him to regenerate the waste Dan.

"It's unbelievable. I wouldn't believe that there would be someone in this world who could rebirth Dan Dan unless I saw it with my own eyes."

It was so amazing that even Ling Xian couldn't do anything with his master. How could he not be shocked?

"Heavy words." Ling Xian smiled softly, then converged to a smile, and turned solemnly.

Rebirth Dan is just the first step. If the essence of those two magic drugs cannot be eliminated, it won't be long before this Dan will be reduced to waste Dan again.

At present, Lingxian pinched the mysterious treasure seal to remove the essence of those two magic drugs.

This matter is extremely difficult, and even he may not be able to do it.

Therefore, Lingxian was cautious and did not dare to care for the slightest.

The elixir lighted up and slowly turned, and the auras poured out, dissipating like a cloud of smoke.

This is the essence of those two divine medicines. As long as they are all forced out, they can be refined to death.

After half an hour, the elixir disappeared and no longer turned.

"Did you fail ..." The light of the mysterious spirit's eyes was dim, and the disappearance of the light was a symptom of being abolished, so he thought Lingxian failed.

"Have you heard my sigh?" Ling Xian couldn't help crying and laughing. Before that, the spirit of the secret realm thought he would succeed, and he sighed.

It turned out that he was right.

Right now he doesn't sigh, but the spirit of the mystery thinks he failed, and naturally makes him laugh.

"What do you mean?"

"Meaning I didn't fail."

"The essence of those two divine medicines has been completely forced out, and if I haven't guessed wrong, then this time will succeed."

Ling Xianmulu looked forward to it, raised her hand and printed her seal, and made a final decision.

Suddenly, Lingtan bloomed with billions of light, brighter than the eternal day.

At the same time, the majestic vitality swept through the wilderness, like the waves of the Yangtze River, endless and surging.

"Success ... succeeded?"

The spirit of the mystery stayed asleep and never dreamed that the Danfang created by the Lord of the Holy Land was wrong, let alone that Lingxian could find the error.

The next scene shocked him even more.

I saw that the dandelion slowly turned, and with each turn, a dandelion appeared.

After ten laps, the Ling Dan stopped turning, and the ten Dan patterns were bright like the moon in the night, dazzling and eye-catching.

"Perfect goddam! It turns out to be perfect goddam!"

The spirit of the mysterious state exclaimed, the perfect **** not only means that there is no impurities, but also means that it is difficult to make it. His master has only made ten pieces throughout his life.

It is conceivable how difficult it is to perfect the perfect god.

"I didn't really guess wrong." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and she was a little proud with joy.

No one has the courage to question Dan Fang, who was created with great pains by a great master, and not everyone can find out the mistake.

Don't say anything else, but on these two points, you are proud!

Besides, Lingxian also produced a flawless perfection.

"Awesome, I served it."

The mysterious spirit took a complicated look at Ling Xian and said, "I apologize to you for the previous questions."

"It is normal for you to question me. After all, it was Dan Fang created by a great master." Ling Xian smiled slightly. The great master meant the peak of Dan Dao, and ordinary people would not question.

He suspected that Dan Fang was wrong because he was certain that he had done everything impeccably, and there could be no mistake.

That's wrong, only Dan Fang.

"It turns out that you are right."

"Not only did you find the mistake, but you also perfected it."

The inspiration for the mystery sighed, "I would never have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, a young man less than two hundred years old had such profound accomplishments."

"Fortunately."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, moving her gaze to the golden spirit in the air, and her smile gradually narrowed: "Although it has been transformed into a life-saving Dan, I am not sure whether this Dan has the ability to resurrect."

"Anyway, the old master's last wish was just made into this Dan, and served to a man named Wu Changfeng."

Looking at the dazzling golden Ling Dan, the spirit of the mystery smiled comfortably and said, "Master, this Dan is finally born, you can laugh at Jiuquan."

After speaking, he turned his eyes to Lingxian and said, "I'll leave it to you. Please take it to the Wu family and give it to someone named Wu Changfeng."

"I go?"

Ling Xian froze slightly, and said, "Aren't you afraid I swallowed my life to death?"

"Don't be afraid, because the master's inheritance is in the Wu family, you want to get it, you can only send this Dan."

The mysterious spirit smiled and said, "Not to mention, I don't believe you are that kind of person."

"What if future generations of Wu Changfeng do not agree?" Ling Xian Jianmei frowned slightly.

"Rest assured, future generations of Wu Changfeng know this and have been waiting to die."

The spirit of the mystery smiled and said, "As long as you send this Dan, the descendants of Wu Changfeng will surely hand up my master's Dan Tao heritage."

"Okay, then I'll go to the Wu family."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Where is the Wu Family?"

"As far as the south of the city, you'll know immediately."

"Well, come with me, I will take you to get the perfect god."

The spirit of the mystery walks against the wind, flying towards the ten perfect gods.

Ling Xian will be born to death, and will be followed closely.