Now it was a huge slaughterhouse, and the demons were swept away one by one. They didn't even have a chance to counterattack. The few remaining demons were killed by Yao Yuekong and others.
Shenhuang Station is different.
Yi Feng, Lu Wen, Yu Xian, and Fan Lao were guarding her all day long. Zeng Heng and several alchemy masters did not dare to leave. If anything went wrong with Qingyi, it would be a major event that would cause a sensation in the entire divine wilderness and even the battlefield between gods and demons.
Even with the divine elixir to extend her life, and the magical power of Yi Feng, Lu Wen, and Yu Xian, Qingyi's injuries remained unabated and she continued to bleed, which made everyone sad.
On the battlefield, Shenhuang was filled with heaviness.
Time passes.
Qingyi has lost a lot of weight, and her originally thin face looks very shriveled. This makes everyone in Shenhuang feel distressed. They can already feel the passage of Qingyi's life, that is, the true god. If it were another person, he would probably insist on it.
Less than two months.
But the situation is getting more and more pessimistic. No one is sure that Qingyi can last until four months. She is too weak and will die at any time.
"Xiao Qi, you have to hurry up!"
Yi Feng was restless, his face was covered with wind and frost, and his voice was hoarse and weak. This also made Wang Yuyan, whose relationship with him had eased, feel distressed. She wanted to say a few words of comfort, but in the end she did not speak.
Qiu Shuyi was looking into the distance. She also heard Ling Feng's words. Although she didn't know what Ling Feng was going to do, it was definitely something amazing. When the true god was helpless, he was going to fight hard.
.
This in itself is outrageous.
Whether he can come back alive is still unknown.
"Xiao Qi, come back alive." Qiu Shuyi murmured in her heart. Seeing Wang Yuyan and Yi Feng comforting each other, she felt envious, but Xiao Qi was not Yi Feng, which was why she was heartbroken.
…
No matter how much disturbance from the outside world, it has nothing to do with Ling Feng at this time.
After leaving the Shenhuang station, he flew all the way and stopped in a large mountain range. First, he killed all the monsters around him. Then, he dug a tunnel, sat cross-legged in it, and directly entered the triple gate of the Ancient Martial Tower.
Inside.
Accelerating time ten times, this is the only thing he can use. Time is too important to him. If Qingyi's life can be extended for two years, he can enter the realm of the divine alchemist calmly and refine the best divine elixir.
The True God Pill can bring Qingyi back.
But what he lacked was time.
Four months, even in the Ancient Martial Pagoda, is only nearly five years, and the Divine Alchemist is another big hurdle, much more difficult than the Holy Master, not to mention, he has to refine the best Divine Alchemist.
Dancai is capable, but many constraints also put him under a lot of pressure.
However, he also knows the importance of Qingyi to Shenhuang, and this is his senior sister who takes great care of him. He must save Qingyi, both rationally and emotionally.
"Four months is not enough!"
Lingfeng gritted his teeth. After entering the third door of the Ancient Martial Tower, he took out the storage ring and took out individual Martial Lord herbs and magical medicines.
Magic elixir is different from holy elixir.
Wu Zun Herb is only an auxiliary, and what is really refined is the magic medicine. However, he already has experience in various magic medicines, so it is naturally much easier to refine them. The only difference is that the top-grade magic pills are too different and involve
True God Herb, this is a big problem.
"Only half of the plant is left."
Ling Feng said solemnly that this person came from the Holy Land. At that time, he just took advantage of the old man's carelessness, but now it has come in handy.
"Buzz!"
The semi-artifact flew out, and a ball of blazing flames shone from Ling Feng's hand, swallowing up the semi-artifact in an instant.
Immediately, he put in the magical medicines and martial-level medicinal herbs, and continuously refined them to extract pure drops drop by drop, but this was only the foundation.
Not long after, he picked off the remaining true divine herb and threw it into the alchemy furnace.
"Pfft!"
In an instant, the semi-artifact vibrated, and a piece of the true divine herb was wasted.
"Xian Ming!"
Ling Feng stared at the half of the true god herb. It was as black as ink, as if it were made of splashed ink. Each leaf was different, like a real dragon, but also like a god. It was lifelike. There were also strange textures on it, which outlined the
A strange picture.
It is Xianming!
From it, you can faintly hear the chirping of fairy beasts, and you are bathed in the divine rainbow, as if you are about to lift up the clouds and soar.
It was too extraordinary and contained a vast amount of medicinal power. Naturally, it could not be refined by refining magic medicine. This was also the first constraint that Ling Feng encountered.
"Ling Feng, you are too upset." Bai Ze frowned at this scene, his eyes flickered, and he knew that this guy must be in trouble, otherwise he wouldn't be so impatient.
It’s totally inconsistent with the nature of scamming goods.
"Yeah, I'm confused." Ling Feng said with a bitter smile. Anyone who encounters such a problem will be confused, and the alchemist must stay calm, otherwise, he will get twice the result with half the effort.
"Calm down, the magic pill is not that difficult to refine." Bai Ze exhaled and said loudly.
"You will?"
"No!" Bai Ze shook his head directly and bared his teeth and said, "That's why I said it so easily."
"..."
Ling Feng wanted to bury this Bai Ze alive, but after struggling with it for a moment, his heart gradually calmed down and he entered a state of trance. The heaven and earth in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the certain pill furnace and the tumbling medicine.
drop.
Refining, refining...
Success and failure...
Ling Feng was tireless, even he didn't know how many times he failed, and he didn't know when he succeeded, so the speed of alchemy was advancing.
"Buzz!"
The prototype of a pill first appeared, but it quickly exploded.
Still failed!
At this time, Ling Feng was not so impatient anymore. He forgot about his surroundings and ignored everything. He was immersed in alchemy. Day after day, time flowed quietly here like water.
One year!
He deduced the alchemy to the elixir condensation, which was already a huge success for him. With the deduction of the Supreme Alchemy Book and the flames formed by the black holes of the four levels of Nirvana, he refined the elixir.
His speed is naturally not comparable to that of Zeng Heng's divine alchemists.
But now Ling Feng still feels that it is too slow.
"Faster, faster!" he shouted in his heart.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the semi-sacred weapon trembled violently, and a pill flew out. The strong light dispelled the darkness of the triple door and illuminated Bai Ze's eyes.
Ling Feng's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again in an instant.
The clear medicinal fragrance filled the entire three-layer gate of the ancient martial arts tower. Even Bai Ze couldn't help but swallow it. This also meant that its medicinal properties were extraordinary, even stronger than the top-grade pagoda.
But that’s just a few!
This is indeed a divine elixir, but it is just hanging on the edge of a low-grade divine elixir, almost exploding. In terms of medicinal properties, it is barely better than the quality of the divine elixir refined by Zeng Heng, but it is still not enough.
"In two years, he has jumped from the top saint master to the threshold of a divine master. This guy is going to defy the heavens!" Bai Ze was shocked and speechless. This talent made him jealous. The dual genius of martial arts and alchemy, the whole world was stunned.
Can't find a few.
"Not enough!"
Ling Feng's eyes were red, his hair was disheveled, and he was extremely slovenly.
It took two years to refine this magical elixir. There is still a long way to go before it can reach the level of a top-grade holy elixir. However, this is also a good start.
"Empty God Pill!"
Ling Feng closed his eyes, trying to calm down his impetuous mood, and then slowly opened his eyes.
This is also the divine elixir he wants to refine. Unlike the holy elixir and the like, the empty divine elixir specifically targets the Martial God's injuries and can bring the Martial God back from the brink of death. Of course, this is also related to the quality of the elixir. Low-grade divine elixirs
It is ineffective against level 7 or 8 Martial Gods, while the best holy elixir is effective against true gods.
This is the essential difference.
As for what the Sky God Pill refined from the four levels of Nirvana flames would look like, even Ling Feng himself was filled with it.
Immediately.
He fell into alchemy again, but this time it was different. He sacrificed the Burning Ice Fire Seed and used it to refine various medicinal herbs. As for the losses, he didn't care at all.
Nothing is more important than Qingyi's life.
"Whoops!"
Another half year has passed, and Ling Feng has learned a lot of experience through repeated failures. The failure rate of refining the magic medicine is decreasing sharply, which has also greatly shortened the time, and the efficiency of the embryonic elixir is gradually increasing.
This also caused Ling Feng's refining speed to gradually increase.
"Buzz!"
Another magical elixir flew out, and its quality was obviously improved a lot, being a level higher than the previous one.
Unfortunately, it is still not the elixir that I wanted.
"It's still not enough!"
Ling Feng felt that he had entered a bottleneck. Being able to survive in two and a half years certainly had a lot to do with Supreme Dantian and the accumulation of the past few years, but it also had to do with being forced. Only in this state can humans
Exploding even more amazing potential than before.
And Ling Feng is a genius who walks on the edge of a knife. The greater the pressure, the more he will explode.
However, there is a chasm between low-grade divine elixirs, middle-grade divine elixirs, and even high-grade and extremely high-grade elixirs. At his speed, he may not be able to refine a high-grade divine elixir in less than ten years.
Not to mention the best magic elixir.
"The divine elixir is different from the holy elixir!"
On this day, Ling Feng did not refine pills. On the one hand, he devoured the pills to replenish his exhausted physical strength. On the other hand, he was also meditating. Under normal circumstances, the chance of him refining the best divine pill within four or five years was zero.
Therefore, he had to find another way and go against nature.
"Nirvana!"
Only Nirvana!
Ling Feng's eyes were burning with ambition. People can achieve nirvana, and pills can also achieve nirvana.
And if he wants to make the divine elixir reach nirvana, and in order for the medicinal properties to reach the level of a true divine elixir, he must achieve nirvana from the very beginning. This is a crazy idea, but once it appears, it is unstoppable.
Refining, fusion, prototype, condensation!
Every step leads to Nirvana. This is the fourth level of Nirvana.
Ling Feng was seriously injured in a single Nirvana, but now he was mentally prepared to do such a thing.