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Wang Lingchi's second uncle, Wang Tuojiang, took out a secret book made of nephrite and handed it to Wang Lingchi with a sigh.
"This is an examination topic assigned to all the branches that are qualified and strong enough to return to the sect. Within three years, we, a clan member of Zhentian Holy King's Mansion, must refine a 'Baoyan Cave' that is at least a mid-grade one.
Xuan Gui Transformation Pill'. There is a pill recipe attached here, and we have to prepare all the required medicinal materials ourselves."
The corners of Wang Ling's crooked eyes twitched violently, and he roared at Wang Tuojiang in a hissing voice: "Alchemy? Our mission when returning to the clan is actually to refine alchemy? Are you kidding? How can we, the exiled branch disciples, make alchemy?
Talent?”
He jumped up in anger and circled around the hall, breathing heavily.
Not to mention the descendants of these sinful tribesmen who were exiled, even the holy tribe of our sect, except for the core tribe members who are aloof, and the other ordinary tribesmen who are assigned to guard everywhere, are also dedicated to studying various life-saving killings.
Who cares about alchemy?
It is rare to find a few powerful alchemists in those giant cities at the heaven level and earth level, let alone their Heaven-shattering Saint King's Mansion?
After so many years, Zhentian Shengwang's Mansion has also recruited some alchemists who are practicing alchemy, but their level is absolutely unmatched in refining some daily use pills¤,ww◎, such as the Baoyan Dongxuan Guihuashen
How can a high-level elixir like elixir, a top-level elixir specially used to heal the broken soul of the Peak Golden Immortal, be made by their alchemist from the Holy King Zhentian Palace?
"Alchemists who can refine Baoyan Dongxuan's divine transformation pill are qualified to be hired as guest ministers by our sect..." Wang Lingxi roared wildly, and then he suddenly closed his mouth.
He suddenly thought that this was the sect's mission to return to the sect, which was powerful and terrifying. Why should the superior saints of our sect allow these sinful descendants to return to the sect and re-enter the family tree? Unless they have something worthy of our sect's attention.
value, otherwise who will take care of them?
Refining a top elixir such as the Baoyan Cave Mysterious Transformation Pill is indeed complicated and troublesome, but it is only complicated and troublesome. It has absolutely stringent requirements on the alchemist's basic abilities, but it is not difficult for him to refine it.
The kind that is rare and untouchable.
"How many materials can we find in our warehouse to refine the magic elixir?" Wang Ling asked with a frown while holding the shining secret book.
"I just checked. Each furnace of this divine elixir requires more than three holy-grade, almost Taoist-grade 'Dong Xuan Gui Yuan Cao'. After so many years of accumulation, our family can only collect a total of 108 furnaces.
Materials." Wang Tuojiang said with a gloomy face: "There are eighty-nine alchemists enshrined in our family. They must be in one hundred and eight furnaces. At least one furnace must be successful, and the resulting elixir must be of medium-grade or above quality."
Playing with the nephrite secret book made by a secret method, which is as soft and elastic as human skin, Wang Ling said coldly: "The other two competitors, what is their mission?"
The corner of Wang Tuojiang's mouth twitched, and he laughed with gloating: "The family from Douzhan Sheng Palace who are also on Xiaoyao Mountain, their mission is to kill 3,800 weak water black dragons within three years.
Only by taking their dragon beads can we be considered successful. Not to mention that the weak water black dragons themselves are as powerful as second-grade golden immortals, and the place where they live is even more dangerous."
Wang Lingxi also laughed happily: "Not to mention these, 3,800 weak water black dragons? Hehe, it is estimated that there are only so many that can be found in the entire Suzaku Territory. Is there another one?"
Wang Tuojiang took a deep breath, and his face twitched violently: "There is another family, the tribe that settled on Wuding Xiankong Island. Their mission is to raise a flowering pot of 'Fuli' within three years."
Worry-free grass'."
Wang Ling was stunned, and suddenly slapped his thighs and laughed: "Floating Worry-free Grass? That's a top-grade fairy grass, a strange thing whose quality cannot be determined at all. The nature of that thing is weird and unpredictable. The sun will be brighter.
Burned to death. If you don't see the sun, you will freeze to death. If you sprinkle too much water, you will drown. If you sprinkle too little water, it will wither. If the wind is strong, all the leaves will be blown off and smashed to death. If the wind is weak, all the leaves will be pieced together and suffocated.
die."
Shaking his head, Wang Ling shook the secret book in his hand and said with a smile: "To say the least, our mission is the most suitable!"
Wang Tuojiang looked at the proud Wang Ling and smiled bitterly: "I still don't trust the alchemists at home. The Holy King should also know that those guys picked up a volume of extraterrestrial demons from nowhere and left them behind after their death.
I have learned the Alchemy Classic by myself according to the wild path of the Alchemy Classic. I am really worried about their basic skills."
"It's enough that they ruined the Dongxuan Guiyuan Grass, but they couldn't refine the magic elixir... In the past half a calamity, our sect gave up this opportunity to return to the sect and reorganize the family tree!" Wang Tuojiang looked at it seriously.
Wang Lingqi said: "In short, we have to think of a complete solution."
Wang Ling frowned and flicked his fingers gently: "A complete method, hey, a complete method, where can we get a powerful alchemist now? We don't know anything about alchemy ourselves. What kind of alchemist is so good? We
I don’t know either.”
Just as he was talking, a female official with a red silk ribbon around her waist and a slightly flushed face gently pushed open the closed main door of the hall and walked in quietly. Wang Ling frowned and was about to have a seizure without him.
How dare this stupid woman break into the place where he was discussing matters?
The female officer quickly knelt down and pressed her forehead to the ground. She said respectfully: "Your Majesty, there is some trouble outside the house. Young Master Yizhu was injured. There was a stunning young girl beside the person who injured him. According to reports, it is actually
It is truly enchanting and captivating.”
The furious Wang Lingchi immediately became very interested. He widened his eyes with a light green light in his eyes. He stared at the female official and sneered: "The enchanting king? Hey, I am well-informed.
What kind of stunning girl have you never seen before? That’s all, I have finished my business today and I just want to go and see her.”
Wang Tuojiang shook his head and smiled helplessly. He knew very well what was wrong with his nephew. When he heard that a stunning girl appeared, he would definitely not be able to bear it. However, the official business has been settled, and now it is the Holy King's Mansion.
If Wang Lingxu wants to entertain himself with the alchemist's problems, let him do as he pleases.
Zhentian Shengwang Mansion is able to establish itself in Xiaoyao Mountain, and it is indeed because of its confidence.
These private soldiers of the Holy King's Mansion are actually all from the True Immortal Realm. Although they are only at the eighth or ninth level of the True Immortal, these private soldiers are already much stronger than the regular troops of the Sima Saint Clan guarding the city and town.
.
Dozens of private soldiers drew their swords at the same time. Their auras, practicing the same technique, quickly blended into one. The mana fluctuations of the dozens of people merged into one, and the monstrous aura above their heads quickly turned into a gray-white eagle flying around.
Howl.
After their auras merged, they actually vaguely reached the level of a true immortal. The eyes of the big eagle were gleaming with light. A terrifying murderous intent locked onto Yin Xuege. He had no doubt that once the big eagle pounced,
The lethality will definitely reach the level of a peak true immortal.
"Interesting combined attack formation. It's a bit interesting. Haha, it's much more powerful and fierce than those combined attack formations in the town and acropolis." Yin Xuuge smiled strangely, waved his hand, and held it with his left hand.
A round shield with a dragon pattern, and a large ram's horn ax held in his right hand.
Both immortal weapons come from Wanbing Tower. They are top-quality goods made by Meng Hu himself. Although they are both low-grade golden immortal weapons, the dragon-patterned round shield has three counterattack immortal spells sealed in it, and the ram's horn ax also comes with it.
The three-way attack magic is an extremely rare good thing.
Dozens of private soldiers roared at the same time, and they swung their swords forward and slashed forward.
The big eagle with concentrated aura above them screamed, turned into a bright light and swooped down.
Yin Xuege looked at the big eagle and laughed, "Well done." She rushed forward with the round shield in her left hand, and the big eagle hit the round shield hard. The dragon head statue on the surface of the shield flashed a magnificent fairy light.
, a shocking magical ban counterattacked.
This magical restriction is equivalent to a seventh-grade golden immortal taking action in person. The big eagle was shattered, and dozens of private soldiers vomited blood and fell back at the same time. The big eagle was the embodiment of the condensed energy and spirit of their whole body. The big eagle was shattered, and their
All the internal organs were shattered by the terrifying force of the shock. Thick blood spurted out from the seven orifices at the same time.
Yin Xuuge laughed wildly. He intended to make things worse, so these private soldiers were already seriously injured and fell back. He still shook the giant ram's horn axe, and a cold light shot out with a clanging sound on the dark golden axe blade. He swept it across the waist.
these private soldiers.
Dozens of people were cut off at the waist. The Golden Immortal Restriction was so powerful that their souls were cut into pieces at the same time.
With the sound of 'pop', the severed body fell heavily to the ground, blood flowed out quickly, and the street with a radius of dozens of feet was soaked with blood. The body of the true immortal is full of energy and blood. After their death, their souls no longer exist.
Controlling functions, blood flows out of the body, and their bone marrow continues to absorb the life energy accumulated in them, constantly producing new blood to replenish consumption.
So the blood spurted out from the broken body like spring water, constantly spurting out, and even made a "swishing" sound.
The door of the parrot shop was filled with blood. Bai Yuzi stood on the cover he had made himself, grinning at the corpses and smiling: "It's a great opening today, so come here and wear the red and colorful clothes. Be a good grandson, and the business of our shop will definitely be booming."
ah!"
A scream was heard from high in the sky. His face was beaten to pieces, his facial muscles were almost completely carbonized, and his broken cheek bones poked out randomly. Wang Yizhu, who was screaming and wailing with black smoke rising from his head, dived down from high altitude.
He stared at Yin Xuegei with vicious eyes, and with a wave of his arms, sixteen dark red bloody lights struck Yin Xuege head-on with a sharp ghost whistle.
The bloody light was still dozens of feet away from Yin Xuege. The smell of blood and the soaring evil aura that hit his face made Yin Xuuge's scalp tighten. He stared at the bloody light and shouted in a cold voice: "Let's go."
How can children, ghosts, mothers, and demons be forged with blood? Your flying swords are made from the bones of babies who were suffocated in their mothers’ wombs! Do you practice this kind of evil magic that destroys human relations?"
Wang Yizhu sneered ferociously, destroying human relations? Dare I ask what human relations are?
Ever since he took refuge in his omnipotent master, he only knew that in this world, the jungle is the strongest, and if you don't have the strength, you don't even have the qualifications to live.
His hands shook, and the blood surged to a length of a hundred feet, and he chopped it down like a crazy blood dragon.