Chapter 517 Divine Pill Tribulation 2

"Old Mao, how should I take down this demon-headed ice soul grass?" Xiao Lingyu imprisoned the little ferret's body and asked Mao Zhen.

"It's very simple. Kill this little thing, so that your body will be destroyed, and only the demon-headed ice soul grass will be left." Mao Zhen replied indifferently.

When Xiao Lingyu heard this, he frowned and thought to himself that this old guy was really not a good person, and his heart was so cruel, but he still tried his best to ask: "Is there any way to take away the demon-headed Ice Soul Grass without killing it?"

"Yes, but it's very troublesome. There is not much time left now, so there is no need to waste time on it." Mao Zhen said indifferently.

"Let me tell me what the solution is." Xiao Lingyu insisted.

He thought that this little ferret was not only cute, but also very magical. At least it had a strong advantage in sensing danger and short-distance speed. If it could be kept by my side, it would be a great help.

"Maturing this demon-headed ice soul grass to automatically leave the little thing's body." Mao Zhen replied.

"How to ripen? How long will it take?" Xiao Lingyu asked again.

"It takes a drop of the essence of the living creature to ripen, and it has to wait for more than a hundred years." Mao Zhen replied.

When Xiao Lingyu heard this, his brows naturally squeezed even tighter.

"I have a few drops of the essence of the creature, but this kind of existence that can even ripen the magical product is more precious than the magical product for us alchemy masters who regard high-level medicinal materials as their lives. You probably can't bear to buy a drop. And, can you wait for a hundred years?" Mao Zhen added with a smile.

"How many magic stones can a drop of biogenic essence milk be? You can offer a price."

Before Xiao Lingyu could respond, Mr. Peng had already spoken out.

The reason why Mr. Peng spoke was because he looked at Xiao Lingyu a little liked the little ferret, the second was that he also felt that the little ferret was worth staying, and the third was that he felt very uncomfortable when he looked at Mao Zhen's posture.

"Old Peng, can we wait for another hundred years?" Xiao Lingyu asked.

"Why can't you wait? The materials are all available now, but it took him many years to process these materials. Moreover, the medicinal power of the Demon-Head Ice Soul Grass in its maturity is definitely much stronger than it is now, and it is worth waiting for hundreds of years." Mr. Peng nodded and explained.

"Master Peng said it well. To refine the divine pill, you naturally need to carefully process the materials, otherwise the probability of failure is very high. I can deal with other materials first. You will slowly wait for this demon-headed ice soul grass to mature. In fact, it is not delayed, and even if it is delayed, it will not delay too much time." Mao Zhen echoed, but his expression was completely different from Mr. Peng.

"Then let Mr. Peng spend money again." Xiao Lingyu said with a wry smile.

A drop of essence milk of the creature made Mao Zhen blackmail him 10,000 low-grade divine stones. Fortunately, Mr. Peng is also a great master. His accumulated wealth is very rich. Otherwise, if others have changed to others, only a few immortals could have taken out so many divine stones.

After collecting Mr. Peng's divine stone, Mao Zhen took out a small jade bottle, and there were a few drops of milky white liquid like water droplets, which was the essence of the creature.

Mao Zhen opened the jade bottle, and then took out a drop of the essence of the creature and dripped it directly on the little ferret's forehead.

Suddenly, the little ferret shook, and then was tightly wrapped in a circle of milky white light. It slowly closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"You guys are waiting here, I'll go and process the materials."

After leaving this sentence, Mao Zhen took his children away, and it seemed that he didn't want to deal with the materials in front of everyone.

Xiao Lingyu suffered a lot of injuries while fighting with those toads. He was fine now and had to wait for more than a hundred years. He took this time to take good care of his body.

Before the time passed, Mao Zhen had already disposed of all other materials, just waiting for the demon-headed Ice Soul Grass to mature, and Xiao Lingyu's body gradually returned to its peak state.

Finally, after waiting for more than 120 years, the milky white glow on the little ferret gradually disappeared.

After waiting for more than ten years, the little ferret slowly opened its hazy sleepy eyes. As soon as he stretched his waist, the demon-headed ice soul grass on its head fell off automatically, and it also had rhizomes.

After the demon-headed ice soul grass matures, it naturally leaves the little ferret's body, which has no great impact on the little ferret. Moreover, the drop of the magical essence of the creature essence does not completely act on the demon-headed ice soul grass, which is also of great help to the little ferret. After waking up again after more than a hundred years of sleep, the little ferret, who was already very close to the Immortal Emperor stage, was directly promoted to the early stage of the Immortal Emperor stage.

The demon-headed Ice Soul Grass was just sealed and taken away by Mao Zhen. Xiao Lingyu said to the little ferret: "To save your life, I have invested a lot. Don't be too slow, please recognize the master quickly."

The little ferret is a very smart monster. Although it really doesn't want to recognize anyone as the main person and is limited for life, the current situation is very obvious. It knows that it has no choice. If it resists, it will only die, so it nods very obediently and allows Xiao Lingyu to penetrate a drop of blood into its soul.

The little ferret has already recognized his master, so Xiao Lingyu naturally no longer needs to imprison it. As it had just recovered from freedom, it jumped to Qingxuan. Because Qingxuan was very cold next to it, and the coldness was the environment it liked, so Xiao Lingyu did not take it away, just reminding it not to move around.

After waiting for more than a year, Mao Zhen sent his disciples to say that he was ready to refine the divine pill.

"Brother Xiao is here to take care of Sister Qingxuan. I'll go over and see the old thing to refine elixirs."

Mr. Peng left with Mao Zhen's disciples.

Xiao Lingyu didn't understand much about the way of alchemy. Even if he looked at it, he couldn't see any tricks, so he stayed by Qingxuan's side with peace of mind.

After a few days, Xiao Lingyu suddenly felt a heavy pressure pressing down from the sky. He looked outside and his face changed drastically because there were clouds gathering in the sky in the valley, forming a huge vortex, and there was a thunderclap.

There is no abnormality when clouds gather in the sky, but the clouds quickly form a vortex, and there is a terrifying pressure coming from it, which is not an ordinary scene.

Seeing that there was a circle of Yin and Yang fish graphic condensed in the cloud vortex again, he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's actually a disaster cloud!"

"Yes, it's the Tribulation Cloud. The divine pills or artifacts refined in the fairy world need to be baptized by the heavenly tribulation. This is the divine pill tribulation. Only by overcoming the divine pill tribulation can this divine pill be considered qualified to exist in the world." Mr. Peng came back at some point and stood beside Xiao Lingyu and explained.

"What if I can't handle it? Is this divine pill refined in vain?" Xiao Lingyu asked nervously.

"yes."

Mr. Peng nodded and comforted him: "Generally speaking, the divine pills or artifacts carefully refined by the Grand Master can survive the heavenly tribulation. After all, this kind of heavenly tribulation is much weaker than the divine tribulation that the monks have to ascend to the divine realm."

At this time, a round bead as big as a fist shining with white cold light flew into the air and was in panic.

It is obvious that the white round bead is the divine pill that has just been refined, but it only needs to be suctioned by the heavenly tribulation before it can gather successfully and turn into a real divine pill.

"I have refined the divine pill, and it depends on your luck next." Mao Zhen also arrived next to him and said with a pale face.

It seems that Mao Zhen also consumed a lot of money to refine this magic pill.

"Brother Xiao, don't worry, the divine pills refined by the great alchemy master of the Miaodan Sect can survive the divine pill tribulation." Mr. Peng said nervously.

"Haha, Peng Bei said this really well, but if you have the 20% chance of failure, you can only admit that you are unlucky. It's not that I haven't tried my best. Peng Bei has been watching it on the spot when I refining the divine pill." Mao Zhen said with a smile.
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