Time passes day by day, and one-third of the month has passed.
In the past ten days, people from the Immortal Sect have begun to withdraw one after another. There are about dozens of people. Some of these people have failed in the process of refining, and some of them have refined elixirs and magical artifacts.
It's about average, which is not good enough for the Jian Tian Bao Society.
At this time, the diagenetic rocks from Qiankun Mountain have refined all the essence of the medicinal herbs, and then from the platform to the surroundings, a hint of medicinal fragrance suddenly filled the air. Many people who are proficient in alchemy can't help but smell it.
Sniff your nose.
"Is this the Heavenly Soul-Inducing Pill?" A knowledgeable person immediately exclaimed and said: "This... is unlikely. Isn't this a pill that can only be refined after becoming a saint? He is still one step away.
Become a saint."
From the name, it can be understood that the Heavenly Soul Pill is related to the human soul. After taking it, the human soul can have heaven-defying effects. But as for the effect, few people can describe it now.
First, the refining process is very difficult, and secondly, the medicinal herbs are difficult to find, so it seems that the Heavenly Soul-inducing Pill has not been produced in the Nine Heavens Hell for tens of thousands of years.
Sage Tianmu frowned and said: "Even the Great Elder Qitian once said that he may not be able to refine it. Where did Chengyan get this confidence and confidence? Could it be that he thinks he is better than the Great Elder in refining the pill?"
Is the art even stronger?"
Immortal Siming thought for a while, shook his head and said: "When the great elder said he was incompetent, he did not necessarily mean his technique and experience. Sky Fire is an issue on the one hand, and secondly there is the understanding of the rules of this elixir. Maybe Cheng Yan is in it."
Have you found confidence in these two points?"
Although Siming Xianjun seemed to have a very thorough analysis, both her and Tianmu's expressions were rather ugly, because Cheng Yan seemed to have very determined eyes.
There are two other strong opponents, that is, the woman from a certain big family and the old man. One is refining an elixir and the other is refining a magic weapon. Although it is still unclear what they are refining, their posture is quite eye-catching.
Yes, anyone who knows the goods will know that it is definitely not simple.
As for Xiang Que, ten days have passed and he is still refining the piece of black iron and spider silk, going back and forth at least a hundred times, and he seems to have no intention of stopping. So, if this happens,
He's already halfway through the refining process, and his level is at the beginning, so he's at a bit of a disadvantage in terms of time.
After all, the time required to construct the rune laws will be even more exaggerated. If Xiang Que spends too much time in this aspect, there may not be enough time in the future.
Immortal Siming comforted him and said, "I hope he knows better..."
To be honest, a disciple like Xiang Que who doesn't take the ordinary path and is not very controlled by the Immortal Sect is very troublesome. Because he is disobedient, the uncertainty is too great and you can't figure out his context.
, wouldn’t it be necessary to worry about him all the time?
Very worried!
And his situation continues.
Half a month later, half of the people on the platform had been reduced, but Xiang Que was still playing with the broken piece of iron as if he was squeezing mud, but he no longer paid attention to the spider threads at this time.
The spider silk that had been tempered by Xiang Que at least a thousand heavenly fires and then condensed became thinner and thinner, but there was a faint fluorescence on the silk. What no one saw was that when Xiang Que finally stopped his hand, his hand
The spider silk inside actually opened a gap in front of him, but it soon returned to the original state.
Two days later, the piece of black iron in Xiang Que's hand was divided into eighteen even pieces again, and then connected in series by spider silk, the two pieces were rebuilt together to form a battle armor.
Seeing this step, most people knew that Xiang Que's first step was completed, but seventeen days had passed and there was not much left before the January deadline.
Cheng Yan glanced over. Although he did not have the opportunity to use his spiritual consciousness to check how well the armor was made, he was also vaguely aware of the radiance attached to the armor, which was very dazzling.
Xiang Que also let out a long breath. He didn't expect that retempering the armor would be so cumbersome and troublesome. The spider silk had to be calcined a thousand times, while the black iron had to be melted and refined three times.
Thousands of times. In the past ten days, his men have hardly stopped for a moment, and they are on the verge of collapse.
Xiang Que sat cross-legged on the ground, his chest rising and falling as he panted. Then he closed his eyes and gradually calmed down.
"I don't have enough physical strength. After such repeated calcining, I believe that even the saint would be choked and able to withstand it. I don't know how long he will have to rest now..." The Tianmu Saint sighed, with a wry smile on his face.
Immortal Siming could only comfort himself, it would be okay, he would know it in his heart.
In the Tao world, Xiang Que looked at a series of precious treasures such as the Blue Lotus Emperor Flower, Pangu Tree, Immortal Brewing and Enlightenment Tea in front of him. He felt that his luck was really good enough. Not only had he obtained so many treasures that were rare in the world,
Now that he has learned to refine another rare treasure, he should be able to walk more easily in the future.
At this time, Xiang Que was naturally recovering his blood. The previous repeated refining had indeed consumed most of his physical strength, so it would take at least a day or two for him to recover.
As for whether Siming Xianjun and the others were worried about whether there was enough time, Xiang Que basically didn't think about it, because he knew that the remaining two steps might consume most of the time for other people, but for others
For him, there is no need to worry at all.
Xiang Que handed a ray of spiritual consciousness to Ling Xia Yuanjun's head, and said softly: "After I have rested enough, you can gather your spiritual consciousness here, and you will need to use your spiritual consciousness to refine the rest.
It’s only a matter of constructing runes, I guess I might have to struggle a lot.”
Ling Xia Yuanjun was stunned for a moment, and then nodded without any surprise. At the same time, she also understood why Xiang Que was so calm and leisurely before.
Indeed, the two people's spiritual consciousness combined together can do more than get twice the result with half the effort.
The armor that Xiang Que wants to refine has great intentions. If someone else were to refine it, the saints and those in the realm of great saints might not be sure of it. The difficulty is that they cannot have such powerful spiritual consciousness, because spiritual consciousness
If you can't hold it tight and the rune structure can't be established, then everything will be empty talk.
Xiang Que himself can't reach this level, but what a coincidence, Ling Xia Yuanjun actually came to Nine Heavens Hell and was still with him, so there is no problem of difficulty if the two of them work together.