Youth's Cultivation

"Let's go, Xiandan, bully that guy. I should be satisfied this time..."

As soon as Wang Xiaohu waved his hand, more than a dozen miraculous drugs that were hard to find in this world were suspended and thrown into the Dante furnace by him. The dark yellow fire seemed ordinary, but none of these miraculous drugs could adhere to the three breath, and they were refined into various kinds of liquid medicine.

After that, Wang Xiaohu took a look at the purple and gold pengniao flying in the air, and a virtual shadow flew out. It was the Yuanshen of Wang Xiaohu who flashed into the pengniao's body. The pengniao's eyes were flexible in an instant.

At the same time, Wang Xiaohu sat cross legged, as if he had lost consciousness.

"The blood essence of the golden winged ROC is really extraordinary..." Wang Xiaohu's voice came from the pengniao. He could feel that the energy contained in this drop of blood essence was stronger than the spiritual power in his own body.

Then the pengniao falls into the alchemy furnace. Wang Xiaohu's Yuanshen blocks the memory and devours more than ten kinds of precious elixirs in it by relying on the blood essence instinct, and the dark yellow fire does not rush to wrap it

As time goes by, Wang Xiaohu seems to have experienced a lifetime of reincarnation. From vast ignorance, he turns God into a golden winged Lei Peng and constantly devours ascension. He has forgotten that he is refining pills, as if he is experiencing reincarnation.

Seven days later, a loud carving sound came. Only a golden winged Lei Peng, who didn't know the size of a foot, rushed out of the nine pattern immortal flame furnace, as if he had broken free from the shackles of heaven and earth and soared beyond the nine days.

At the same time, Wang Xiaohu, sitting cross legged, opened his eyes, and the purple and gold pengniao was very close around Wang Xiaohu. In Wang Xiaohu's eyes, there was an inexplicable feeling. With a long sigh and a hand, the purple and gold pengniao landed in the palm of his hand. After two calls, it turned into a purple and gold elixir the size of a baby's fist, lingering with purple thunder, Exudes a charming halo.

"Hoo, why am I reluctant to give this pill to the bully and eat it now!" Wang Xiaohu muttered that he was fully confident that if he ate the pill at this moment, not to mention the true immortal level, how could he reach the seven or even eight robberies.

However, Wang Xiaohu knows that there is no second pill at the level of real immortal in this field, unless he can kill a real immortal and refine his blood essence into pills, but the difficulty is conceivable.

"Forget it, it's a pill of real immortal level at a moment. I'm already a fairy pill master. Will I lack this kind of thing in the future?" Wang Xiaohu comforted himself.

Refining a pill actually took him seven days. At the moment, although Wang Xiaohu's mental strength is haggard, his mental power is also consumed by more than half.

"Well, why are there only three of them left!" Wang Xiaohu got up and looked out, but found that only Qi Tianci's sister and brother and Wang Xueqing were guarding outside. The red dragon who had protected his Dharma was not there, and even the two thunder lightning leopards had lost their trace.

A bad feeling came to my heart. I entrusted Chilong that there should be no carelessness in refining pills at the level of real immortals. Once disturbed and the materials are scrapped, my Yuanshen may also suffer heavy damage. Therefore, if it is not a matter of urgency, Chilong should not leave. Is it

Wang Xiaohu had planned to have a rest, but now he had no idea at all. He immediately got up and walked out of the secret room where he was closed.