Nine hundred and thirtieth eight chapters Dan Fang
The sea fog filled the sky, and a giant island looming in the fog seemed to be suspended above the sea.
Such a majestic scene was not just for the demon clan, almost all the monks in the Blue Algae Sea were shocked by the scene that appeared before them!
Both the human race and the monster race monks almost unanimously gave up their fight with each other and began to fly away quickly towards the location of the giant island.
"Princess?"
General Meng and others watched the countless escaping lights on the sea of blue algae flying towards the floating island, and couldn't help but eagerly asked the princess for instructions.
There was a hint of hesitation on the face of the Siren Princess, but she finally made up her mind and said: "This is the cave ruins of a great supernatural power user of the human race. Let's go to the island!"
General Meng and others looked happy, but they heard the princess say: "Instruct your children to go down, and Lan Ruiting is still looking for her!"
Yang Junshan also immediately discovered the floating giant island that suddenly appeared on the sea. Although Yang Junshan had never seen Tianxian Mansion, the moment the giant island appeared, Yang Junshan could almost determine the location of Tianxian Mansion.
The ruins are on the giant island.
Naturally, Yang Junshan would not neglect him. The moment the giant island appeared, he flew towards the diffuse sea fog. He even saw Haiyue Pavilion monk Ke Wuequan and others from a distance who were also flying towards the sea fog.
People, and even the Demon Clan's Escape were mixed in, but everyone maintained a tacit understanding with each other and did not attack each other.
The mist constantly changes shape above the sea, like a monster with fangs and claws, swallowing streaks of escaping light into its belly.
The moment Yang Junshan broke into the fog, he lost all traces of the monks and demon cultivators who entered the fog with him. The feeling of weightlessness suddenly came, and the world in his field of vision was completely white. He could not see very far, and his soul thoughts
As if being shielded, even the spiritual energy fluctuations seemed to be absorbed by the diffuse fog. It was impossible to discern the direction here, and even up, down, left, and right could not be judged.
Yang Junshan's eyes were filled with frost. He used the secret technique of pupil technique to the extreme, but it only extended the distance of his sight by that much. This was the second time that Yang Junshan's Guanghan spiritual eyes failed. The first time was there.
Yang Junshan could never clearly see the body and legs of the Siren Princess.
Yang Junshan admired in his heart, in the ordinary fog, the monks could not distinguish the direction at most, but at this time, in the fog, Yang Junshan's body was turned straight, it seemed that he was head and feet, but in fact he himself was not at all
That feeling of discomfort.
An apricot-yellow formation flag appeared in Yang Junshan's hand. This formation chess piece was carefully refined by Yang Junshan. It can be said that it was a fusion of his many years of hard work in studying formation techniques.
Sure enough, as Yang Junshan waved the formation flag in his hand, the Yuanci Baoguang swept out from the formation flag, pushing the surrounding white mist to the periphery, with himself as the center, forming a forty-fifty-foot radius.
It is difficult to open up space, and although it is still difficult for Yang Junshan to discern the direction because the surroundings are still surrounded by white mist, the feeling of weightlessness has disappeared. At least he can now tell where the sky is.
It's the sea surface.
In desperation, Yang Junshan had no choice but to choose a direction to move forward. Unexpectedly, there was a faint scream in front of him, and the mist that had been pushed away suddenly compressed inward. Yang Junshan's heart felt dark, and a cold light had broken through the white mist.
It hit Yang Junshan directly.
Yang Junshan snorted coldly and had already stepped aside. However, this cold light was obviously unable to respond flexibly because it did not have spiritual consciousness to follow it. It was so easily dodged by Yang Junshan, followed closely by a hurried figure.
Entering the space created by Yang Junshan, which is not blocked by fog.
This person was running around like a headless fly in the fog. He might have been attacked by others along the way, so he seemed to be in a panic. When he broke into this place, his originally blurry vision suddenly became clear, which made him a little stunned for a moment.
But it took such an instant to kill him. Yang Junshan suddenly pointed out a finger. By the time the man reacted, the finger force had already touched the center of his eyebrows.
"It's you--"
The man only had time to say these two words, and the expression on his face froze instantly, and then he fell down from mid-air.
Yang Junshan fished it out casually and put away the stored magic weapon on the man's wrist, but the previous magic weapon of this person had self-destructed with his death.
The corpse fell forty or fifty feet from mid-air and landed in the surrounding fog, causing the fog to sway for a while. However, the corpse immediately floated and actually floated up from below again, and continued to stand on the edge of Yang Junshan's discharge of fog.
The ups and downs.
Yang Junshan was surprised, thinking that the ground was the sea. He was just wondering why he didn't hear the sound of water. Then his body sank downwards, and the space surrounding the mist also sank with his body, and the mist undulated.
The uncertain body also sank. Where was the sea? There was still a vast mist. However, the mist not only blocked the monk's vision and spiritual awareness, but also made people lose weight in it. The man's body was just in the formation.
It's just floating in the air in the fog.
However, as the body turned over, Yang Junshan saw this person's face several times, but he had an impression for a while. This person should have also stayed on Haiya Island, but as the most transcendent person at that time, he recognized
There are many people in Yang Junshan, but Yang Junshan cannot remember everyone.
He casually crushed the man's stored magic weapon into pieces. About half of the contents inside were scattered, but there were not many treasures that Yang Junshan could take a fancy to. This man only had the cultivation level of Xuan Gang Realm. From the looks of it,
He should be a casual cultivator, and his net worth is not that rich, but there are twenty or thirty jade bottles filled with elixirs. It seems that he comes from the Lan family on Haiya Island. It seems that he was under the great melee at that time.
What you get from fishing in troubled waters is that most of the elixirs inside are of spiritual level and are of no great use in Yang Junshan.
He casually put away the scattered things in this man's storage magic weapon, but Yang Junshan remembered that he had gained a lot from the melee on Haiya Island before, and then he put his soul into the storage ring in his hand to check.
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What catches the eye is a huge alchemy furnace. This bronze alchemy furnace is as tall as a person. It is a high-grade spiritual level alchemy furnace. It was previously regarded as a protective magic weapon by Master Lan Haiya and can only be used by Ke Wuxiang.
A "Moon Shadow Kill" magical power broke through the furnace wall. If you want to use it again, you need to go to the Immortal Palace to find Master Xiao to repair it.
At that time, the alchemy furnace was chopped down by Ke Wuxiang, but was taken advantage of by Yang Junshan, who quietly sneaked into the vicinity of the battle group.
In addition to this elixir furnace, Yang Junshan also collected twenty-nine elixirs from the treasures scattered in the treasure storage at Lanhai Cliff. Moreover, these elixirs are undoubtedly suitable for mid- to late-stage monks in the real world, and
Pills used to assist cultivation.
This made Yang Junshan secretly sigh that he really deserves to be a thousand-year-old Alchemy family. You must know that elixirs are often consumed in large quantities when refining them. Only a top alchemy master like Lan Haiya and the power of the entire alchemy family behind him can do this.
It is possible to accumulate so many treasure pills, and you must know that Yang Junshan only took away about 60% of the relics scattered on Lanhai Cliff. This was because some of the treasures stored in the storage magic treasure collapsed and were crushed by the power of space.
In the case of broken pieces, of course, it is also possible that a considerable part of these treasure pills were refined by Lan Haiya for others, but now they are all cheaper for Yang Junshan.
However, among the dozens of elixirs he obtained from the Lan family, the most important ones were the three elixirs sealed in jade bottles that Lan Haiya had hidden in the secret compartment of his room. Yang Junshan originally thought that those three elixirs were
The elixir may be the blood algae pill that the demon tribe has been asking for, but later in the battle over the Lan family's alchemy room, the three blood algae pills on Lan Haiya were divided between Yang Junshan, Ke Wuxiang and the demon princess.
Let Yang Junshan know that those three pills are not blood algae pills.
It is a pity that Yang Junshan did not find any records about the three strange elixirs among the relics in Lanhai Cliff.
In addition to harvesting so many treasure pills, what Yang Junshan values the most is the various pill recipes collected by Lan Haiya. Yang Junshan roughly sorted it out and found that there are a total of thirteen treasure-level pill recipes and spirit-level pill recipes.
The number of squares is as high as twenty-two.
These elixir recipes should have been part of the Lan family's elixir cauldron heritage for many years, but now they are all in Yang Junshan's hands. However, further experiments are needed to completely turn these elixir recipes into the Yang family's heritage.
Alchemy is a rather crude concept. The refining of a kind of elixir can be called an alchemy after recording the various raw materials required. However, this kind of elixir is the most unreliable method. In alchemy,
In the process, which kind of raw materials are put in first, which kind are put in last, which kind are put in at the same time, under what circumstances, how much, whether it is put in one time or several times in a row, etc. These are not things that a monk can know only after he has mastered the art of alchemy.
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In the absence of detailed records about these, alchemists would have to rely on simple alchemy recipes to conduct countless experiments and explorations, and these would need to be based on a large consumption of cultivation resources.
Among the thirty-five prescriptions obtained by Yang Junshan, there were seven or eight that simply recorded the raw materials needed to refine a certain elixir, sixteen or seventeen that roughly recorded the refining process, and the rest
They are all elixir recipes that record the process of elixir refining in detail.
Fortunately, most of the most detailed prescriptions for elixirs are those for treasure-level elixirs. Presumably, because alchemy has reached the level of Lanhaiya, the prescriptions for low-level elixirs no longer bother to be recorded in detail.
However, when he briefly checked these prescriptions, Yang Junshan discovered that the alchemy process recorded in many prescriptions all used a spiritual substance, which was cyanobacteria mud.
Yang Junshan carefully counted and found that six of the thirteen treasure elixir recipes used cyanobacteria mud, and fifteen of the twenty-three magic elixir recipes used cyanobacteria mud.
Yang Junshan's heart moved, and he suddenly realized that this blue-green algae mud is definitely closely related to the blue-green algae sea. The reason why the Lan family has always adhered to the blue-green algae sea is probably because they don't want to lose the medicinal formula that the Lan family has improved over the past thousands of years.
supply, and there were gaps in inheritance that led to the decline of the family.