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"Who can seriously injure Master Liang?"
Lu Ping was extremely shocked when he heard the news. Liang Xuanfeng's cultivation at the eighth level of Dan Forging was the "Feng Ling Zhenren" among the seven masters of the Dan Forging Stage known as the "Three Trues and Four Spirits" of Zhenling Sect. He had already mastered several wind attributes.
With his magical powers, even if he is attacked by monks of the same level, even if he cannot defeat them, it is not difficult to escape. Could it be that the ancestor of Dharma has taken action?
Chu Ting looked at Lu Ping's frightened and angry expression. She didn't know why Lu Ping was like this, but she still said: "It's embarrassing to say that I was chased by the Crystal Palace monks and was already at a disadvantage, but this Uncle Liang suddenly came out and fought with me.
Master Jiang joined forces to withstand the attack of the peak-level pill-forging monks from the Crystal Palace, but then the demon clan attacked. In order to cover the breakout with the second senior sister, Master Liang continuously fought against several demon cultivators in the late-stage pill-forging stage. After the second senior sister and I broke through, we were far away.
From a distance, I saw Master Liang being seriously injured and vomiting blood, and then he activated his magical power of flight and escaped."
Lu Ping's face was gloomy, and he and Chu Ting flew towards Silver Sword Island. At the same time, his thoughts were spinning on the way: It seems that this Master Mei is definitely closely related to our sect. Master Liang actually wanted to protect her disciples even at the risk of serious injury. Could it be that this Mei
Is there any relationship between the real person and Uncle Liang?
Chu Ting followed Lu Ping back to Yinjian Island, and saw Lu Ping looking around at the doors of inns, caves, and shops along the way, without the previous eagerness and anger.
At this moment, Lu Ping's face lit up and he stopped in front of a shop. Then he looked around as if nothing had happened, then walked in, and Chu Ting followed suit.
"Uncle Master, how are you injured?"
When he saw Liang Xuanfeng, Lu Ping's hanging heart finally dropped. Although Liang Xuanfeng looked gloomy in front of him, he was still able to exercise his own strength to heal his injuries. Apparently, he was not in danger of his life.
Zhu Xuanmeng, who was serving on the side, had already been ignored by Lu Ping. Obviously, Lu Ping felt very unworthy of Liang Xuanfeng because of the injuries to his two daughters. By the way, he was also angry with Zhu Xuanmeng and Chu Ting.
The monks' cultivation has reached the late stage of elixir forging. Although their strength has greatly increased, they are also the most vulnerable because at this time the monks have to make final preparations for condensing the Dharma.
The most taboo thing for monks at this time is to be injured. A little carelessness may affect the monk's foundation, making it impossible for the golden elixir to be forged with the divine mind to reach an ideal level at the last moment, thereby weakening the monk's foundation after advancing to the Dharma phase.
, reduce the possibility of a monk advancing to the Dharma Appearance Stage, or even completely cut off the monk’s hope of advancing to the Dharma Appearance Stage.
Liang Xuanfeng, as one of the most promising monks of the True Spirit Sect to advance to the Dharma Phase Stage, is the future ancestor of the Zhenling Sect. It is related to the inheritance and destiny of the True Spirit Sect. It can be said that getting Tianfeng Ye this time is a great success.
A great opportunity for Master Liang Xuanfeng is that if the golden elixir cannot melt Tianfeng Ye due to injury, thus lowering the grade of his final golden elixir, it will be a huge loss to the True Spirit Sect.
After Zhu Xuanmeng saw Lu Ping enter the training room, he didn't look at him. Seeing the fifth junior sister following him, he naturally knew that Lu Ping was complaining about the two people for dragging down the real person Liang Xuanfeng. He wanted to explain, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
didn't say it
Liang Xuanfeng opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lu Ping had returned unharmed, and said: "This expedition was promised to bring you some benefits, but I didn't expect that the East China Sea Monster Clan would actually interfere. It seems that the East China Sea
It's not peaceful anymore. Fortunately, you and the other three are safe, otherwise the uncle would be a sinner."
The three of them said they didn't dare, and then Lu Ping asked: "Uncle, how is your injury? Will it affect..."
Liang Xuanfeng naturally understood what Lu Ping meant. Zhu Xuanmeng and Chu Ting were also very nervous.
Master Liang Xuanfeng smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that Crystal Palace Yao Luanshan's cultivation level would actually reach this level. After this person was defeated at the hands of Senior Brother Jiang, he could be said to be brave after realizing his shame. Now, although he is one step behind Senior Brother Jiang in terms of cultivation level,
This strength is really not low. If it weren’t for the fact that fighting with him cost too much mana, the following demon cultivators would not have taken advantage of him. This time, Feng Ye might have won in vain.”
The three of them were shocked when they heard the last words of Master Liang Xuanfeng. Obviously, what Lu Ping least expected to happen happened.
Chu Ting stood aside full of guilt, but Zhu Xuanmeng was about to cry. Lu Ping glanced at the two of them with disgust and said: "Uncle, is there any way to remedy this?"
Of course, Lu Ping's expression could not be concealed from the real person Liang Xuanfeng, and he said to himself: "This child's character is very similar to that of my senior sister. He has always made a clear distinction between himself and outsiders, but his temper is a little narrower. It was just that he was
…”
Seeing Lu Ping's sincere question, Master Liang Xuanfeng smiled happily and said: "It doesn't matter. In fact, Uncle Master, I have already prepared an upper-level earth-level heaven and earth spiritual object. It's just that this time I got the news about Tianfeng Ye.
Come and give it a try, but you still lack some opportunities. Obtaining spiritual objects has damaged your roots. In the end, you can only use the original earth-level high-level spiritual objects to make up for the spiritual energy when forging your spiritual thoughts. However, I believe that with the master
With my uncle's method, even if he can only achieve the sixth-grade golden elixir, he is still sure to break through the Dharma phase stage."
Lu Ping said harshly: "How can this be compared? If my uncle fuses heaven-level spiritual objects, he can at least achieve a seventh-grade golden elixir. Not only will it be easy to condense the Dharma Appearance, but it is also very possible to advance to the mid-stage Dharma Appearance in the future. If it is only a sixth-grade golden elixir,
"Pinjindan, my uncle will only be a monk in the early stage of Dharma in his whole life, and he is still at the bottom of the Dharma cultivators."
After Lu Ping advanced to the Alchemy Stage, he had a deeper understanding of the all-encompassing Beihai Tingtao Jue. Many of the previously unresolved problems were easily solved in Lu Ping's eyes. In addition, Lu Ping has been constantly asking Master Liang Xuanfeng for advice on cultivation these days.
The problem, the knowledge is no longer the same as that of the monks in the hemolytic period.
After what Lu Ping said, Liang Xuanfeng sighed and stopped talking. Zhu Xuanmeng and Chu Ting were sitting on pins and needles.
There was silence in the training room for a while. At this moment, Lu Ping suddenly said: "Uncle Master, if there is help from the Spirit Forging Pill, can Uncle Master be able to forge the Heavenly Wind Leaf?"
Zhu Xuanmeng and Chu Ting looked at Lu Ping with surprised faces. Liang Xuanfeng smiled and said: "I know what you want to say, but those Spirit Forging Pills have already been distributed by the ancestor to a few who have reached the level of forging first.
Senior brother and sister at the top of Dan Peak, besides, there is not enough time."
Lu Ping's expression was gloomy, but at this moment he heard Chu Ting behind him say: "There is another elixir that may be able to save Uncle Liang."
Liang Xuanfeng asked in surprise: "She even passed the Zhongding Pill to you?"
Although Liang Xuanfeng was asking about Chu Ting, her gaze was directed at Zhu Xuanmeng. Lu Ping could see that Zhu Xuanmeng and Liang Xuanfeng seemed to be familiar with each other, but Chu Ting was very unfamiliar with Liang Xuanfeng.
Zhu Xuanmeng nodded and affirmed: "Fifth junior sister is the only successor of the teacher's alchemy skills. The teacher has passed on all the alchemy recipes that she knows that are below the Dharma phase stage to fifth junior sister."
Lu Ping had just started to have hope in his heart, but he heard Zhu Xuanmeng say worriedly: "Although the Zhongding Pill can restore the source of the damage to the uncle, the fifth junior sister's current alchemy skills are simply unable to refine this kind of pill with four or five kinds of three-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs in it.
"Yao, the teacher is in retreat in Beimeng again, it's too late to invite the teacher here."
Master Liang Xuanfeng had obviously thought of this point, and said calmly after hearing the words: "It doesn't matter, uncle, I have no hope of achieving the seventh-grade golden elixir, and being able to advance to the Dharma phase stage, which is difficult for most of the late-stage forging elixirs."
For a monk, this is already an achievement.”
"How will you know if you don't try?"
Lu Ping perked up at this time and said: "At least there are two alchemy masters here. Although they have just advanced, there is still hope. If one can be refined, uncle master will be saved."
Liang Xuanfeng waved his hand and said: "You don't know how difficult it is to refine this kind of elixir. Although I am not an alchemy master, uncle, aside from the rest, where can you find those kinds of three-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs? What's more?
Dozens of thousand-year-old spiritual herbs”
Chu Ting was also dejected. Obviously she was not sure about refining this level of elixir and did not have enough spiritual herbs.
"Give me the recipe"
Lu Ping's words surprised all three of them.
Zhu Xuanmeng couldn't help but ask: "Junior Brother Lu, do you have the three-thousand-year-old spiritual grass to refine the Zhongding Pill?"
Lu Ping naturally knows the name of Zhongding Dan, and Lu Ping naturally knows the types of spiritual herbs required. In fact, in the alchemy world, most of the types of spiritual herbs required for refining elixirs are public. The importance of the elixir recipe does not lie in the records.
The most important thing about the type of spiritual grass required for alchemy is the refining process. This is the secret of the alchemy. Otherwise, how can the alchemist collect the spiritual grass through ordinary monks?
Therefore, Zhu Xuanmeng directly asked Lu Ping if he had three thousand spiritual herbs, instead of asking him how he knew the spiritual herbs needed to refine the Bell Cauldron Pill.
The sealed three-thousand-year-old spiritual herb garden that Lu Ping discovered on the hillside of the solitary mountain in the Golden House contained nearly a hundred mature three-thousand-year spiritual herbs, among which were the four kinds of three-thousand-year spiritual herbs needed to refine the Zhongding Pill.
Liang Xuanfeng was greatly surprised when he saw Lu Ping taking the elixir slip from Chu Ting and apparently acquiescing to the fact that he had three thousand years of spiritual grass. However, he still said: "Nonsense, how long did it take for you to become a master of alchemy and how many times did you refine it?"
How dare you refine such a high-level elixir when it comes to the elixir stage? Three thousand years of spiritual grass is not meant to be wasted like this..."
Lu Ping suddenly said with a "hehe" evil smile: "Master uncle, you are really right. Master nephew, I have only refined five or six furnaces of early elixir forging pills. It's not because there is no spiritual grass, but because of you.
My nephew, I am a master of alchemy, but I only have three or four kinds of alchemy formulas at the level of alchemy in my hands."
Lu Ping was going to reap the benefits, but this sudden change in demeanor was very difficult for others to adapt to.
Liang Xuanfeng knew that Lu Ping had made up his mind to refine the Bell Cauldron Pill, and asking for benefits now was nothing more than a cowardly act. Although he was moved, he still smiled and said: "It's a joke. I, the great alchemy master of the Zhenling Sect, only have this little accumulation in my hands.
Wouldn't it spread out so that others would laugh at me, the True Spirit Sect, for neglecting talents?"
As he spoke, Liang Xuanfeng took out four jade slips, three jade crystal boxes, and two chalcedony boxes with his right hand, and then said: "Uncle Master, I have collected these four jade slips in the past few years.
For the alchemy prescriptions for the alchemy stage, I had already exchanged them for elixirs from my previous collection. One of these four was obtained by fishing in troubled waters in the Chongxuan Hall. I originally wanted to return to the sect and exchange it for the alchemy pavilion.
A few pills, together with these spiritual herbs, are now cheap for you, kid. But as promised, if the alchemy technique can refine the late-stage pills forged in the future, don’t forget about me, your uncle.
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