There are actually medicinal fields in the desert!
That's right, right in front of Qin Lang's eyes is a large field of medicine!
"Sunfire flower, three thousand years old, fire-attribute spiritual grass, a necessary herb for practicing fire-attribute magical powers."
"Ghost Grass, born in the extremely cold place of Jiuyou, is a treasure with extremely Yin attributes. If practitioners with Darkness attributes eat it, it can increase their cultivation."
"Spiritual grass is a high-quality rune material. It is naturally suitable for making runes. Even native spiritual grass can be used directly as various runes."
Qin Lang walked along and discovered several kinds of high-quality elixirs that were thousands of years old.
At Qin Lang's current level of cultivation, ordinary elixirs have no effect on him. These elixirs in front of him can be said to be a great tonic for him. Qin Lang picked them off casually and put them all into the storage space.
After picking these herbs, Qin Lang began to sit on the ground, casually took out a medicine cauldron he had just picked up on the battlefield nearby, and began to refine the elixir.
With so many elixirs, Qin Lang directly sacrificed them to avoid any danger in the ruins.
Qin Lang has checked before. This cemetery of gods is a huge magic circle, and it is a magic circle set up by Yuanying. Although the formation base has been destroyed a lot, with Qin Lang's current cultivation level, it is not possible at all.
Maybe break this magic circle and leave.
However, Qin Lang has already condensed seven real elixirs, and has also been baptized by thunder and calamity. With the abundant spiritual energy here, Qin Lang wants to directly cultivate to the realm of golden elixirs, so that this formation can come and go freely for him.
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Thinking of this, Qin Lang threw all the high-quality elixirs into the medicine cauldron and began to refine the elixirs.
During this process, the strange bird stared intently at Qin Lang's techniques and looked at Qin Lang's movements curiously, with doubts in its eyes.
It took Qin Lang a full four or five hours to refine a furnace of medicine. When the furnace was opened, the aroma of the medicine overflowed, attracting the strange bird to poke its head and look around in the furnace.
Qin Lang couldn't stop laughing.
"Go, go, go, as if you can understand!"
Qin Lang raised his hand to drive away the strange bird, then opened the medicine cauldron and took out the elixir refined inside to take a look. With so many elixirs, only four elixirs were refined in one furnace.
Four Shixiang Huisheng Pills!
Sure enough, the older the medicinal materials are, the more difficult it is to make elixirs. However, the efficacy of these four elixirs is dozens of times more powerful than the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill and Hunyuan Pill that Qin Lang had previously refined.
When the strange bird saw the four Shixiang Huisheng Pills in Qin Lang's hand, it drooled from its huge beak. If it wasn't afraid of Qin Lang's power, it would have gone up to grab them.
Qin Lang ignored it, put away four Shixiang Huisheng Pills, swallowed one directly, and began to sit down and practice.
The strange bird saw Qin Lang meditating on the spot and felt bored, so he quietly left.
Time passed and night came in the blink of an eye. In this desert, it was extremely hot during the day and extremely cold at night. The temperature difference between day and night was so great that even ordinary warriors could not bear it when they came here.
Qin Lang was not affected at all. He concentrated on repairing some shortcomings in his golden elixir in order to achieve the most perfect state. This sitting lasted all night.
When the next morning, the strange bird suddenly flew back, holding a bunch of strange fruits in its mouth, placed it in front of Qin Lang, and then flapped its wings.
Qin Lang opened his eyes and glanced at the bunch of fruits in front of him, and was surprised: "How can so many plants grow in this desert? But this thunder fruit can only grow in an extremely cold, extremely cold, extremely positive environment. This desert
There is such an environment among us. It seems that my golden elixir is going to be more perfect! You should be the first to do it!"
Qin Lang raised his hand and stroked the strange bird's bald head with approval, and suddenly saw a slap-sized wound on the strange bird's wing.
The wound was dripping with blood. The blood around it had dried up, but the wound had not recovered. He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "You were injured? But it was because you were picking this thunder fruit?"
The strange bird nodded and looked sadly into the depths of the desert.
"I will heal your injuries first, and then help you take revenge!"
Qin Lang said, opening the green storage cup, taking a look at the various pills inside, and smiled bitterly: "I was stingy before."
Then he directly took out a Shixiang Huisheng Pill and threw it to the strange bird: "Don't you like this? I'll give you this."
When the strange bird saw the Shixiang Huisheng Pill flying towards him, it held the pill in its huge beak. Before swallowing it, it drooled all over the floor. When the pill entered its mouth, it was so excited that it couldn't control itself. It raised its head and shot it out.
With a sharp cry, it flapped its wings and soared in the air for a circle before landing!
As the strange bird cries, a monster roar also sounds in the distant desert, as if it is threatening.
Qin Lang looked at the strange bird in a funny way: "Did that weird-screaming guy hurt you? Take me there and watch me clean it up to vent your anger."
The strange bird landed on the ground, scratched its rapidly healing wound with its huge beak, shook its head confidently, raised one of its wings, and showed off its muscles in a posture.
"You mean you can do it yourself?"
Qin Lang asked with a smile on his face.
The strange bird confidently patted its thin chest with its wings, then strode majestically in that direction, cried arrogantly twice, flapped its wings, and flew in that direction.
Qin Lang saw the strange bird flying away, smiled and shook his head, picked up the Thunder Fruit on the ground, swallowed it all, and began to practice.
There are more than forty thunder fruits, each one the size of a fingernail. After swallowing each one, it is like the entrance of thunder and lightning, with electric light flashing and a tingling and refreshing feeling.
The thunder entrance, along the limbs and bones, rushed into the meridians, completely transforming Qin Lang's body, and finally condensed in the Dantian, and began to baptize the seven golden elixirs again.
At this time, a piece of thunder and lightning flashed across Qin Lang's body like a curtain of rain, lingering on the seven golden elixirs. Each golden elixir desperately absorbed the power of these thunder and lightning. When it was finally completed, each golden elixir
The elixirs are all shining with golden light.
Outside the golden elixir, several small lightning flows were flashing continuously.
"call……"
Qin Lang entered samadhi this time for more than a month. When he opened his eyes again, two sharp lightning bolts flashed out of his two deep eyeballs, flashing out.
In front of Qin Lang, a city wall that had not been destroyed for hundreds of years was struck by these two lightning bolts and collapsed.
'boom……'
Qin Lang punched again, and another arm-thick thunder blasted out. Another wall hundreds of meters away was penetrated by the thunder and a big hole was punched out. Several lightning bolts from the thunder scattered along the city wall.
The city wall that had experienced thousands of years of wind and rain was instantly torn apart by these tiny lightning strikes, and all of them shattered into pieces!
"It is finally complete. All seven golden elixirs have condensed. I am the seven-star golden elixir. Although I am in the early stage of the golden elixir, I should be able to defeat the ordinary Nascent Soul Immortal. My current cultivation level should not be any better than before.
How different is the Purple Dust Fairy?"
Qin Lang vaguely remembered that when Fairy Zichen came to earth and took him away, she was only in the late stage of Jindan.
Fairy Zichen is extremely talented and has entered the realm of reincarnation in just a few hundred years. In comparison, Qin Lang in the previous life is much inferior.
"Why didn't this thunder catastrophe appear? Could it be that this place can hide the catastrophe? In this case, if I leave this place, it is very likely that I will welcome the coming of the catastrophe."
Qin Lang can hide his cultivation to avoid the catastrophe, but once he steps into the golden elixir, he really can't pretend anymore. The catastrophe will inevitably come near. If there is no catastrophe now, it should be set by the Yuanying master in front of him.
Caused by formation.
Next to Qin Lang, the strange bird jumped up in fright when it saw the power of Qin Lang's fist, and looked at Qin Lang tremblingly, its eyes full of fear.
"Huh? You're back?"
Qin Lang tilted his head and looked at the strange bird, and found that there were several wounds about an inch deep on the strange bird's body. These wounds had scabbed over, making the strange bird look rather tough and terrifying.
"What's the injury on your body?"
Qin Lang asked suspiciously.
He remembered that before he entered samadhi, the strange bird confidently went to seek revenge on its enemy, but he did not expect that it would still look like this after it came back. (To be continued)