"Intercepting the charm of heaven and earth and pouring it into pills is the simplest law of the way of pills, and it is also the principle behind the birth of pill patterns."
Chen Qingyan's face was sometimes solemn, sometimes light, sometimes shocked, sometimes enlightened, and it was extremely wonderful.
"However, such simple rules and principles have stopped 90% of the alchemists in the world. I was also blocked at the door and could not see the way to advance. Because I make alchemy with a cauldron as a furnace, not with
Heaven and earth make a furnace.”
"The so-called upper, middle and lower level alchemists are just laymen wandering outside the door of alchemy."
Chen Qingyan waved his sleeves, and the Xuantian Cauldron suddenly shrank in size, turned into the size of a palm, crashed into his sleeves, and disappeared.
Leaving behind a void, a ball of liquid medicine.
"If you want to practice the elixir, you have to let the pills take the initiative to imprint the texture of heaven and earth, or use the rare treasures of heaven and earth that contain the charm of heaven and earth and are full of spirituality as materials, mold them into cauldrons, and use time to boil them and spiritual flames to burn them.
, and the alchemist's own superficial understanding of heaven and earth, finally merged into one, and the elixir was completed, falling into the lower realm."
The word inferiority lingered in Chen Qingyan's heart, his pupils flickered with fire, Dao Ying opened his golden eyes, and his divine light penetrated.
boom!
The sea of fire swept across and enveloped the medicinal materials that were previously refined into liquid by Xuantian Cauldron.
Chen Qingyan pressed his hands together, rubbing them together, pressing them and grabbing them, and the brilliance of various magic spells erupted from his fingertips, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
He is using heaven and earth as a furnace, hoping that the elixir will actively imprint the texture of heaven and earth and intercept the charm.
This is the secret of the immortal alchemy that Chen Qingyan learned through continuous ‘meditation’ for ten days.
Yes, 'meditation' has been verified by Chen Qingyan as a state that will inevitably lead to "out-of-body enlightenment".
Nowadays, the level of alchemy in his skill bar has become blurry.
Chen Qingyan knew very well that he was only one step away from becoming an immortal.
The insights are all in your heart. Whether you can grasp them or not depends entirely on yourself.
And now, he is trying to break through.
Once successful, another skill will reach the "immortal level" after the skill.
In fact, Chen Qingyan originally planned to change a skill every day, such as alchemy on the second day, magic on the third day, formation on the fourth day, medicine on the fifth day, weapon refining on the sixth day, and exercises on the seventh day.
In this way, the test results are more detailed and accurate.
But it’s just like when you play a game and you get the upper hand. If you don’t win a game, you can’t sleep.
This was the case for Chen Qingyan. After he entered the state of enlightenment again the next day, his obsession with alchemy seemed to occupy his entire mind.
What kind of formation, what kind of weapon refining, just let it go.
The third, fourth, and tenth days were all about refining alchemy.
So, here comes the final touch.
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Huanglong Palace.
A woman of noble descent stood on an altar made entirely of jade. Below and around it, from low to high, there were piles of bloody corpses of ferocious beasts placed on every jade tray.
The higher you go, the stronger the beasts become, and some of them are even sacrificed alive.
Holy jade platform, bloody sacrifice.
Palace Master Xu Ming looked at it calmly. Similar sacrifices had been carried out no less than ten times during this period, but they failed every time.
In normal times, even if it is not so solemn and grand, ordinary sacrifices can still connect to the outside world, even other small worlds.
But after Long Yuan, everything changed.
Behind Xu Ming, the expressions of many Tiangang elders no longer looked as excited and excited as before.
The numbness is not gone, there is still a trace of hope left.
If we say that in the past, what everyone thought about was to spend the rest of their lives peacefully in the wilderness, or to strive to become an immortal and escape from this place.
But now, Jin Yan is approaching the end of the world, and no one wants to experience the power of the immortal flame.
Then we can only hug the thighs of these immortals.
After all, there is a real immortal among them, and there is a real sect of immortals.
These backgrounds destined the immortals not to die so easily.
It is even less possible to sit still and wait for death.
If the elders want to survive, they have to find a way from the immortals.
Even if, after going out, I can only be a handyman at the mercy of others, I would rather disappear and not enter reincarnation.
But even so,
Whether he can escape divine sin alive is still unknown.
Even if the sacrifice is really completed, how many people here can really be led to leave safely?
Therefore, every time the sacrifice begins, all the elders of Huanglong Palace who have never been seen before will appear one by one.
Han Li is this kind of person, and he is one of the most anxious and anxious ones.
Normally, Han Li, who was used to keeping a low profile and had already placed his treasure on the other side of the Qingyang Demon Palace, would come to a place like this, smell the fishy smell, and wait patiently. Just like that, he had to lick his face from time to time.
, chatting with those young people who I don’t know how many generations younger they are.
Han Li will never forget the unconcealed look of disgust when he presented a treasure he regarded as a treasure to an immortal.
When he turned around, he handed it to the attendant beside him as if throwing away rags.
But even after suffering such humiliation, Han Li did not dare to feel the slightest resentment.
Because something happened on the other side of the treasure he was holding.
That damn Feng Mo hasn't contacted him for a long, long time.
It seems that there has been no news since Long Yuan.
Han Li was full of resentment, just like a ruthless person who was pulled out. He dared to be angry but dared not speak out.
'By the way, I seem to have forgotten something. There is a person who has been forgotten. But who is it? Why can't I remember it?'
Han Li frowned slightly, his eyes flickering with confusion.
'Maybe, I misremembered.'
"Han Li!"
"Hanli!!"......
In full view of everyone, Han Li was finally awakened.
When he raised his eyes, he found that everyone in the room was looking at him.
"Um?"
There's something wrong with the atmosphere.
Han Li was at a loss for a moment, his heart suddenly beating violently, and he quickly stretched his neck and looked at the altar.
Sure enough, the altar was filled with white mist, and the spirit of the fairy spirit, which was so thin in the desolate evil, gathered like mist.
An ethereal shadow is looming in the fairy mist.
"Connected!!!"
He exclaimed in surprise.
Xu Ming looked solemn and shouted again: "Han Li!"
"Ah, Palace Master, are you calling me?" Han Li looked at Xu Ming.
Xu Ming shook his head, "Go and gather the group of disciples who went to Longyuan last time. By the way, the one named Wang Teng will also be summoned."
Wang Teng!?
"Wang Teng!!"
It was as if a bolt of lightning struck Han Li's mind, and he finally remembered the person and incident he had forgotten.
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"Wang Teng!!!"
"Junior brother Wang Teng!"
Several shouts in succession.
The former was shouted by Shura's abandoned son.
The latter was shouted by Hou Shiding.
Chen Qingyan slowly woke up from his addiction, rubbed his eyes, saw the two people standing at the door of the cave, counted them, and couldn't help but be stunned.
He murmured: "It has been so long."
Hearing this, Shura's abandoned son clenched the barrel of Shura's gun with five fingers, wishing he could stab this guy to death with one shot.
Hou Shiding looked helpless.
After several months of recuperation, his internal organs have long since returned to their original state. Not only has his cultivation not fallen due to this, but he has a faint edge that can be broken and then rebuilt.
"Sorry, sorry." Chen Qingyan first touched the back of his head and smiled, then laughed uncontrollably.
He picked up a dusty pill on the ground, "Do you know what this is? It's an elixir!"
In the past few months, his gains have been huge.
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"No! No! No!!!"
The boy from the Qingyang Demon Palace became so angry that he chopped up an empty valley into pieces.
Then he stood up and rushed towards the next location of the fate deduction.