The first thousand three hundred and ninety-three chapters of the palm of the devil
Well……
Huang Zhongting was stunned. In today's era, are there many elixirs to strengthen the body?
There seem to be only two or three types, right?
And the effect is quite weak, only one-tenth of the Red Devil's Tears, or even less.
The Red Devil's Tears he developed after twenty years of research can be said to have set a precedent, reaching an unprecedented 30% level.
After swallowing it, one's body can surpass those of warriors in the same realm.
I really don’t know what Xia Qingchen means by saying a lot.
"It makes you laugh." Huang Zhongting smiled modestly: "I have limited knowledge, so I don't know if there are other clever elixirs for strengthening the body."
Xia Qingchen thought for a while, took out a pen and ink on the spot, and wrote down a prescription for elixir.
Huang Zhongting lowered his eyes and saw Dan Fang raising his head, a look of shock flashed across his face.
With a position like his, there are very few outsiders and nothing that can shake his heart.
However, the prescription written by Xia Qingchen is an exception.
Because, this elixir recipe is actually one of the three major body refining elixirs from the prosperous era of mainland martial arts thousands of years ago, the Ancestral elixir!
This elixir flourished thousands of years ago and was so famous that it is described in ancient scrolls to this day.
Unfortunately, the drastic changes a thousand years ago caused a rift in martial arts, and the refining techniques of the Ancestral Pill disappeared into the dust of history along with the decline of martial arts.
"It seems that you know the Ancestral Pill. In that case, there is no need for me to explain." Xia Qingchen stopped writing and said calmly.
Huang Zhongting looked at Xia Qingchen as if facing an abyss.
The unfathomable feeling of suffocation made Huang Zhongting feel uneasy rarely in his life.
After being silent for a long time, he sighed deeply: "The elders are knowledgeable about the past and the present, but the younger generation can't match them."
Xia Qingchen flipped the elixir over lightly and said, "With your Huang family's accumulation, you should be able to refine it."
Seeing this, Huang Zhongting stood up with emotion: "Senior, are you going to give the pill recipe to my Huang family?"
It is self-evident how precious the body refining elixir from thousands of years ago is.
The other party met by chance, and they gave each other so easily!
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "In the face of monsters, we must unite as one. I hope you will make good use of this elixir to benefit the world."
Huang Zhongting walked up to Xia Qingchen and bowed deeply from the bottom of his heart: "Senior, I have the world in my heart, and I, on behalf of all sentient beings on the mainland and across the sea, would like to express my gratitude to you."
Knowledge is respected, and character is impressive.
Xia Qingchen's broadmindedness and magnanimity made Huang Zhongting sigh from the bottom of his heart. Perhaps, this is the true demeanor of a master.
"The lips are dead and the teeth are cold. We all need to survive the disaster." Xia Qingchen helped him up and said: "Also, if the Huang Family Master can trust me, can you give me all the demon blood?"
During the Demon God's Broken Palm back then, only a small amount of the divine blood fell into the hands of the royal family, and most of it was within the Huang family in the sky.
"Senior is planning to..." Huang Zhongting hesitated.
The blood of the demon god was extremely valuable, so he was really reluctant to hand it over.
"If the gate of hell cannot be sealed, it's time to fight the devil." Xia Qingchen slowly stood up, took out a red devil's tear, and crushed it.
A hint of demonic energy curled up.
Xia Qingchen flicked his finger, and the demonic energy flew sharply, nailing it to the wall, corroding the wall into a deep pit the size of a palm.
"The demon has a strong body and is invincible to all things. It is especially immune to the power of our human martial arts." Xia Qingchen said slowly.
Huang Zhongting was convinced.
He personally participated in the war twenty years ago and witnessed the monstrous power of the devil's clutches.
Most of the martial arts and Moon Realm attacks on him were weakened by most of them, making it difficult to cause substantial damage.
At the tragic cost of exterminating most of the continent's top masters, the Hell Gate was finally sealed.
That scene was still fresh in his memory.
Therefore, he concentrated on developing elixirs to enhance physical strength, just so that humans could have the physical strength to fight against demons.
"The strength of the devil lies in the long-term tempering of the devil's energy in the demon world, but the weakness of the devil also lies in the devil's energy!" Xia Qingchen has killed countless demons in his life and has a deep understanding of them.
"As long as the demonic energy attacking them is stronger than their body's endurance, they will be severely injured."
After waking up the dreamer, Huang Zhongting suddenly understood and murmured to himself: "Just like us humans, the power of the moon can temper our bodies, but more powerful moon power can destroy our bodies."
No matter how strong all creatures are, they all have limits.
As long as you attack beyond the limit, you can cause damage.
Demons are immune to human martial arts, but not to demonic energy.
"I plan to order someone to forge a batch of demon-killing nirvana to prevent trouble before it happens." If the gate of hell cannot be sealed, it will be a life-and-death battle between humans and demons.
Knowing the reason, Huang Zhongting made a quick decision: "Okay!"
First of all, it was for the kindness of saving Xia Qingchen's life and the gift of the elixir.
Secondly, for the upcoming battle at Hell Gate.
He could leave both emotions and reasons to Xia Qingchen.
Hiss
Huang Zhongting took out an ice box that released a strong cold air. It was forged from hundreds of years of black ice and was extremely cold.
Moreover, it does not melt when exposed to fire and remains frozen all year round.
Through the ice box, Xia Qingchen saw a giant black hand the size of a washbasin.
The texture of the palm is rough, and there are densely packed three-inch black thorns on the back of the palm, and an unknown black sticky substance remains on it.
Isolating the ice box, Xia Qingchen could feel a deep mania.
Huang Zhongting's eyes were reddish, his chest was heaving violently, his nostrils were breathing heavily, and he had a tendency to lose his mind.
"Senior, please put it away immediately. It is too demonic and can easily cause people to go crazy." Huang Zhongting suppressed the mania in his heart and reminded him quickly.
At the beginning, the Huang family, Canghai Ye family, descendants of Master Kurong, and the Gu family took action to take away the palm of the devil left in the world and suppress it.
This is something everyone at the top levels of mainland China knows.
But what they don't know is that the cost of sealing the devil's hand in Xuan Bing is extremely heavy!
During the sealing process, the four masters were all affected by the devil's clutches. They were born into demons and started fighting each other with their demonic nature.
The final result was that the descendants of Master Kurong disappeared and the head of the Gu family died tragically. Only the ancestors of the Ye family and Huang Zhongting barely survived.
However, Huang Zhongting suffered an incurable injury since then. Affected by this, his cultivation is still deteriorating to this day.
The loss of two of the four masters, how can it not make people sigh with regret?
Although the devil's hand is now frozen, it can still affect people's sanity, and those with uncertain confidence can easily become demons.
Therefore, he reminded Xia Qingchen to put the devil's palm into the space nirvana as soon as possible.
But Xia Qingchen didn't do that. Instead, he gently touched Xuan Bing with his palm, and the manic demonic nature was suppressed.
Huang Zhongting's feeling of discomfort receded like a tide. He looked at Xia Qingchen's actions and could no longer suppress the shock on his face.
"Senior, you, can you suppress the Palm of the Demon God?" Huang Zhongting felt his body and mind trembling.
He even wondered whether the young man in front of him was a certain god! (It's a bit difficult to write, there is another chapter, four points of biography)