Endless ghosts of injustice kept ringing in Zhuo Wen's ears, like ghosts demanding life.
If Zhuo Wen hadn't been protected by the Death Sacrifice Sword, he would have been devoured by these endless souls of injustice immediately.
"How come this pond of wronged souls is so deep? Several hours have passed and I actually feel like I'm still sinking?"
Zhuo Wen murmured to himself, realizing something was wrong, and his face looked a little ugly.
"Forget it, it's okay anyway. Let's try to derive my consciousness outside. Maybe I can use this pool of wronged souls to refine my consciousness."
When Zhuo Wen thought of this, he quietly derived his spiritual consciousness. However, when his spiritual consciousness appeared within the protection range of the Death Sacrifice Sword, the surrounding innocent souls gnawed at Zhuo Wen's spiritual consciousness like crazy.
Zhuo Wen groaned and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely pale.
The feeling of having one's consciousness gnawed away is like having one's nerves uprooted, it is extremely painful.
Fortunately, Zhuo Wen has countless treasures of heaven and earth. After all, he has destroyed most of the masters of the palace forces in Taiqing Wonderland, so he naturally obtained many spiritual rings.
The masters of the Hundred Halls of Taiqing Fairyland naturally have a lot of good things. With Zhuo Wen's previous accumulation, it is not difficult to refine the magic elixir to restore the soul.
Although Zhuo Wen is not yet a Tiandao-level alchemist, he has become more and more proficient in alchemy thanks to his understanding of the alchemy of Emperor Danhuo.
As the pool of wronged souls continued to sink, Zhuo Wen not only used his spiritual consciousness to test the outside from time to time, but also wholeheartedly absorbed the experience of the Emperor's Pill Fire, and at the same time used the Emperor's Pill Furnace to refine the magic pill to restore the soul.
Zhuo Wen's alchemy skills have improved rapidly. In just three months, he went from being almost an alchemy idiot to a ninth-level alchemist.
Now Zhuo Wen, as long as he has the elixir recipe, he can easily refine divine elixirs of level nine or even below.
In particular, prescriptions for divine elixirs for restoring the soul are extremely rare, but the second elder of Danta originally gave Zhuo Wen many classics, and among those classics were various prescriptions that Danta had collected over countless years.
Among them is the magical elixir recipe for restoring the soul. Of course, this elixir recipe is found in so many classics, and Zhuo Wen only found this one.
This magical elixir is called Qi Shen Dan. It is a ninth-level elixir that can quickly restore the soul.
Because the divine elixir for restoring the soul is so rare, it is said that the value of this Qi Shendan is comparable to the ordinary Tiandao-level elixir.
It can be seen how precious the recipe of Qishen Dan is. In addition, the materials of Qishen Dan are quite rare. Qishen Dan is rarely seen on the market.
Zhuo Wen happened to have the complete medicinal materials of the Qishen Pill, so after Zhuo Wen's alchemy skills reached level nine, he began to refine the Qishen Pill.
The raging alchemy fire was burning in the Imperial Alchemy Furnace, and the Imperial Alchemy Turtle had already left the Imperial Alchemy Furnace and kept rolling his eyes at Zhuo Wen.
The temperature of the alchemy fire is very high. Although the body of the Emperor Alchemy Turtle is terrifying, the feeling of being burned by the alchemy fire is not pleasant. He will not stay in the Emperor Alchemy Furnace and be burned by the flames.
Suddenly, Zhuo Wen opened his eyes, and endless light burst out from his eyes. Then he shouted low and slapped the surface of the Emperor's Pill Furnace with his right hand.
Whoosh!
I saw the top cover of the Emperor's Pill Furnace immediately rushing up and flying out. Then twelve pills were snatched out from the Emperor's Pill Furnace. Zhuo Wen took out the jade bottle and collected all the twelve pills in the jade bottle.
in a bottle.
There are twelve pills in each batch of elixirs produced. This is Zhuo Wen's first time refining the Qishen Pill. With good luck, all the elixirs were successful in the first batch.
Although the surface color of the Qishen Pill is not of particularly high quality, it is definitely good for a novice like Zhuo Wen to be able to successfully refine the Qishen Pill for the first time.
Although Zhuo Wen's Qishen Pill does not contain many medicinal materials, it still has the capacity of fifty furnaces. In other words, if the fifty times of refining are successful, Zhuo Wen will have a reserve of 600 Qishen Pills.
In the following time, Zhuo Wen kept refining the Qishen Pill. Three months later, he successfully refined forty furnaces of the Qishen Pill. As for the remaining ten furnaces, the refining naturally failed.
After putting away the Emperor's Pill Furnace, Zhuo Wen found that he was still falling in the pool of wronged souls.
You know, he spent three months researching the alchemy technology, and also spent three months refining the Qishen Pill. In total, it took half a year. Even if it sank into the sea, it should have sunk to the bottom of the sea.
But in this pool of wronged souls, he is still sinking. How deep is this pool of wronged souls?
Zhuo Wen realized the seriousness. He knew that if he continued to sink, he might never have the chance to leave the Wrong Soul Pond, so he had to save himself.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen continued to use his spiritual consciousness to explore the outside.
In the past six months, Zhuo Wen has been cautiously testing the area with his spiritual consciousness. From the original few meters, his spiritual consciousness can now reach tens of meters outside. It is a great progress.
But for him, a few dozen meters is simply a drop in the bucket.
But now Zhuo Wen no longer needs to be so cautious, because he has the Qishen Pill, which can violently detect the spiritual consciousness. Even if the soul is damaged, he only needs to take the Qishen Pill, and the soul can be quickly restored.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's consciousness no longer had any scruples, and blasted towards the outside like a storm. At the same time, he even used Soul Killing. In a short time, a large number of innocent souls around him were strangled and exterminated by Soul Killing.
It's just that there are too many innocent souls. After all the innocent souls around them were strangled and an empty area was formed, the innocent souls behind them filled up the empty area one after another.
Zhuo Wen's consciousness was also eaten away by these more ferocious ghosts.
Zhuo Wen spit out a mouthful of blood, immediately took out the Qishen Pill and swallowed it in his mouth. He used Soul Killing again to strangle the innocent souls around him. He even took a step forward and took a few steps. He was surrounded by innocent souls again, and Zhuo Wen once again
Use Soul Kill to clear the way.
"Huh? You've actually reached the bottom of the pool?"
Zhuo Wen was walking aimlessly during the process of using Soul Kill, because in this pool of wronged souls, there were only wronged souls except wronged souls. Zhuo Wen couldn't figure out the specific direction at all, and he couldn't even tell the difference between up and down.
When Zhuo Wen found that the innocent souls around him began to become rarer, he found that he had actually fallen to the bottom of the pool.
The bottom of the pool is no different from the bottom of an ordinary pool, with fine sand and gravel, but the number of innocent souls is much smaller.
Zhuo Wen's soul has been tempered during these days and has become much stronger. These innocent souls at the bottom of the pool do not pose much of a threat to him.
Zhuo Wen discovered that the further he walked, the fewer the innocent souls became, as if these innocent souls were afraid of something in front of them.