One month passed in a hurry, and the door of the Shaolin alchemy room opened. Lin Su and Wen Renmo walked out of the room one after another. They were now disheveled, and they were not as heroic as they were a month ago.
Zheng Yuheng waited at the door. When Wen Renmo came out, he dared to step forward and ask, "Uncle, has the Heaven-Building Pill... been refined?"
Unexpectedly, Wen Renmo shook his head and sighed. Zheng Yuheng was excited now. Sure enough, the Heaven-Building Pill is not that easy to refine, and that sword belongs to us.
Wen Renmo glared, "I shake my head, why are you so excited?"
Zheng Yuheng confessed honestly: "Uncle, Brother Lin and my nephew once made a bet. If he refines the Heaven-Building Pill, I will lose to him the Xuanyuan Sword Formation. If he cannot refine it, then he will lose to one of my sword moves. It is exactly the same with you."
The dueling sword."
Wen Renmo stroked his beard and felt a little pity for his upright nephew, "I didn't say that he didn't refine the Heaven-Building Pill."
Zheng Yuheng was stunned for a moment, "Did he make it? It shouldn't be. Tianbu Dan is an elixir that only Alchemy Saints are capable of making. You came out just now, shaking your head and sighing. Isn't this a sign of failure?"
Hearing this, Wen Renmo knocked three times on Zheng Yuheng's forehead, "I shook my head and sighed, praising Lin Xiaoyou's alchemy skills. His alchemy skills are amazing, and I am sincerely convinced. Although the elixir is refined, its efficacy is not
Need to try.”
"Then I lost half the battle?" Zheng Yuheng said bitterly.
Wen Renmo glanced at him and said, "Quanzhen disciples keep their promises. If you really lose, I will give you the Xuanyuan Sword Formation with both hands. When you go back, make amends to your master and the master, and never do anything stupid that will harm Quanzhen's face."
Zheng Yuheng shrugged proudly and said: "Isn't this considered a loss? Since the Heaven-Building Pill is so easy to refine, my chances of winning are really not small."
Wen Renmo pondered and said: "If it is possible, I hope you lose. The refining of the Heaven-Building Pill is the gospel of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Witnessing the rise of the dynasty's Pill Saint is much more precious than the Xuanyuan Sword Formation. With the Xuanyuan Sword Formation
If you close the distance between you and Alchemy Saint, even the real person in charge will not blame you."
Zheng Yuheng smiled bitterly, this was not something he could decide.
After coming out of the alchemy room, Lin Su fell into a deep sleep for three days and three nights due to mental exhaustion. No one in Shaolin dared to disturb him. His spirit seemed to have entered another time and space, as if he had met the Buddha again in Jinzhu Queshan.
When he woke up, Mingfeng Mingshan and all his acquaintances from Danwanyuan gathered around him, "Senior brother Mingfeng, senior brother Mingshan."
"Mingzheng, are you awake?" Mingfeng grabbed Lin Su's hand to feel his pulse, and put down his hand after half a cup of tea. "There is nothing serious about your health. It's just that refining the elixir consumes too much energy. It may take a little longer to replenish it. I'm temporarily weak.
."
Lin Su waved his hand. He knew exactly what was going on with his body. The sequelae of refining the elixir. Didn't he also be weak for a long time when refining the Great Return Pill?
"Has Master's Dantian recovered?"
Everyone in Mingfeng looked at each other, "Junior Brother Mingzheng has been in a coma for three days. He has not explained to us any concerns about how to take the elixir. How dare we let the leader swallow the elixir at will?"
Lin Su nodded upon hearing this. Not to mention him, even Wen Renmo probably wouldn't dare to confirm the efficacy of the Heaven-Building Pill, let alone the method of swallowing the pill.
"I'll talk to Master."
Wen Renmo paid close attention, Pu Zhun paid close attention, and even the old monks who had been in seclusion for many years quietly left the seclusion.
"Master." Lin Su knelt outside Puji's Zen room and shouted softly.
The sound of chanting sutras and beads stopped, the door opened, and Lin Su saw his long-lost master. At this time, Puji looked haggard, more than ten years older, "What are you doing?"
Lin Su kowtowed a few times and said: "I know that you can't let go of the Danwan Academy, so I teamed up with Mr. Wen Ren of the Quanzhen Sect to refine the Heaven-Building Pill in order to relieve Master's worries."
Puji smiled kindly and said, "You don't have anything to worry about as a teacher, just get up quickly."
Lin Su said: "Master, the Heaven-Building Pill has been refined, but... its efficacy is unknown..."
Pu Ji said: "I understand your intentions. Since this is a pill specially made for me, how can I refuse to be my teacher?"
Lin Su said: "Master, this elixir may really have the miraculous effect of repairing the Dantian, or it may just have a slight physical strengthening effect, or even... it may be a poison elixir, and it may be irreversible."
Puji did not hesitate and said: "No need to say any more, I have made up my mind."
Seeing how decisively Puji swallowed the Heaven-Building Pill, Lin Su suddenly felt a little regretful. The Heaven-Building Pill was just a glimmer of hope and might not be as magical as the legend said.
Lin Su's palm was facing Pu Ji's back, and the Qi of the Yi Jin Meridian slowly flowed into the latter's lower abdomen. The Qi slowly helped Pu Ji refine the efficacy of the Tianbu Dan.
The elixir bloomed like a bud, and the power of the medicine suddenly spread in the Dantian. Puji was sweating profusely, gritting his teeth and twitching his fingers slightly.
"Master, hold on."
The power of the medicine shredded Puji's Dantian, crushing it repeatedly, tearing it into pieces, and crushing it again, no matter how many times it happened. Puji became numb, and felt that there was a layer of colorful air in the Dantian, and he suddenly
reborn.
Outside the meditation room, Zheng Yuheng asked softly: "Uncle, do you think the Heaven-Building Pill is reliable?"
Wen Renmo said: "Who knows, this elixir only appears in legends. Its shape, color and smell are exactly the same as the elixir made by Lin Xiaoyou. But as for its efficacy, few people can say it accurately."
"Successful."
Lin Su's surprise in the Zen room made the Shaolin monk outside the door overjoyed. Zheng Yuheng and Wen Renmo were stunned. Was it really successful?
Is the Tianbu Dan real?
The most excited person was undoubtedly Wen Renmo. He was a participant in the refining of the Heaven-Building Pill and witnessed the birth of the Heaven-Building Pill. What a great honor it was.
The radiant Puji came out of the meditation room, and everyone saw the man who had changed his life with a Heaven-Building Pill. At this time, Puji's true energy was so weak that he was not as good as Mingfeng, but everyone took the best shot.
Face him with respect.
Zheng Yuheng accepted the bet and surrendered, obediently handed over the Xuanyuan Sword Formation, "Brother Lin, I'm convinced. You can make the Heaven-Building Pill that no one has been able to make for hundreds of years. I won't bet with you next time."
Lin Su said: "Don't mention it, the Xuanyuan Sword Formation is useless without your method of turning swords into shadows. How about you teach me the method of turning swords into shadows and treating it as a human beauty?"
Zheng Yuheng sternly refused, "The Quanzhen Sect does not teach sword skills, and non-disciples of the sect cannot practice it."
Lin Su rolled his eyes. Innate skills are also a secret that cannot be taught. As a result, the corpse refiner has been practicing for so many years in vain. The Xuanyuan Sword Formation is also an important secret. Why are you willing to hand it over to me?
"Unless..." Zheng Yuheng thought deeply for a moment, stared at Lin Su who was full of expectations, and said: "You join the Quanzhen Sect. Once you enter the sect, you will never hide it secretly, whether it is turning a sword into a shadow or using other means."
Lin Su was speechless. This is in the Shaolin Temple. What are you doing? Do you know how many pairs of eyes are staring at you? So he waved his hand, "Forget it, I really can't change the door for a sword skill."
Zheng Yuheng said anxiously: "What do you mean by changing the family? You were originally a Shaolin lay disciple, but you returned to lay life and became a casual cultivator. On behalf of the Quanzhen Sect, I invite you to join. It definitely has nothing to do with deviating from the Taoism and forgetting the ancestors. When Bodhidharma of Shaolin founded the Shaolin Temple
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