Hundreds of medicinal materials have been put into it, and the medicinal soup is already quite thick, with a surface as crystal clear as jade.
The billowing hot air rises, and many strange images of white cranes flying together and monkeys offering peaches evolve in the void. This is a scene that only appears when the great medicine of heaven and earth is being refined.
"It's done! I have been waiting for this moment for too long!"
Lu Zhidao suppressed his emotions, but it was still difficult to conceal his excitement.
In the empty hall, the sound of Lu Zhi Dao continued to resound. He walked back and forth in the hall, raised his hand to cast spells one after another, and dropped them into the copper pot.
Gululu!
In the copper pot, the medicine soup gradually boiled, and the medicine refining process seemed to have reached its peak.
At the same time, Pang Nianqiu finally felt something was wrong.
She had also received some inheritances in the past. Some extremely powerful people had perverse personalities and might have left some weird inheritances, but Pang Nianqiu had never met someone who would boil a pot of water as soon as they met.
This is like ordinary people being captured by monsters and sent into their lair to be eaten.
"Juniors still have important things to do. The inheritance of seniors should be left to others!"
Pang Nianqiu said, then decisively turned around and prepared to leave.
The ancient palaces in all directions seemed so mysterious to her, and an unknown fear surged into her heart.
Although he was dizzy, Pang Nianqiu still maintained his fighting posture, as fast as the wind, and immediately distanced himself from Lu Zhidao.
"Since I have given my inheritance to you, you have to take it if you want it, and if you don't want it, you have to take it." Lu Zhidao sneered, raised his hand, and took Pang Nianqiu over from a distance.
He was so powerful, he was once a figure like a Daluo Golden Immortal.
Although Lu Zhidao is nothing more than a residual memory now, it is not something that Pang Nianqiu can compete with.
Pang Nianqiu suppressed the dizziness in his mind and gritted his teeth: "I have no enmity with you, why do you want to imprison me?"
At that moment, Pang Nianqiu caught a glimpse of Lu Zhidao's evil smile, which was full of excitement and bloodlust.
It was like a demon who finally became the winner, laughing triumphantly. He was obviously not a kind person.
Lu Zhidao clasped Pang Nianqiu's neck with his hands and shook his head: "Unfortunately, it is a female corpse. But Buddha has thousands of faces, men, women, old and young, all have faces, and they can change in an instant. It doesn't matter if I am a woman for once."
"what do you want to do?"
"Can't you see, I am going to give you a blessing."
Lu Zhidao let out a cry like a night owl's cry. At this moment, the cold demonic energy manifested in his body, which was completely different from his previous fairy-like Taoist state.
"God-killing whip!"
Pang Nianqiu was startled, and with a thought, he summoned a long purple whip and held it in his hand.
The long whip is swung, making a crackling sound through the air. The purple long whip is a powerful magic weapon, possessing great spiritual power.
"What magic weapon is worth mentioning is not worth mentioning at all. You are still too weak. If the immortal from before was here, maybe you could still do anything to me, but you... are too far behind!"
Lu Zhidao disagreed. His cloudy eyes saw all the vicissitudes of the world.
Black smoke-like demonic energy emitted from his body, which transformed into two giant hands of white bones and skeletons. They grabbed the whip from the air and broke it gently. The high-quality whip magic weapon broke immediately.
"It's useless, this is my territory!"
Lu Zhidao captured Pang Nianqiu again, photographed her from the air, and sealed her repeatedly, completely sealing Pang Nianqiu's magic power.