Huo Long and Yun Shang discovered that the music in Fuxi's Divine Comedy actually had a specific bonus to the elixir. This discovery made them overjoyed.
"Ghost Evil Pill" is the most powerful poisonous pill that Huo Long can refine at this stage. It can cause the evil spirit in the poisoned person's body to conflict with his own mysterious power. It uses the poisoned person's internal organs as a battlefield. Even if Huo Long doesn't take action, the poisoned person will be poisoned.
The person will self-destruct, the poisoned person may be seriously injured, or the evil spirit may disrupt the internal organs and die.
If Huo Long was refining the ghost elixir, Yun Shang was beside him playing the flute to complement the elixir. When the elixir was completed, there were some inexplicable lines on the smooth elixir skin. These lines shone with silver-white brilliance, making Huo Long
Everyone was amazed...
Huo Long's personal experience of the effect of the poisonous elixir increased the effect on people by 30%, but the evil spirit had already entered the body and was so overbearing that the first thing it hit was the person's Dantian.
Huo Long used the Perfect Circle Heavenly Skill, and it took him half a day to fully absorb the energy of such a poisonous pill, which greatly exceeded his expectations.
Huo Long's strength also reached the peak of the second level of Xuanzhe directly after absorbing this poisonous pill. He reached the peak of the second level of Xuanzhe at the age of fifteen, which is unique in the entire sea of suffering.
Yun Changgui is the future Lord of the Forbidden City. His talent and bloodline are very powerful, but at the age of fifteen, he has only reached the fifth level of cultivator. "Brother Long, you have reached the second level of mystical practitioner.
My...god..." Yun Shang had a big mouth and an incredible look on his face. These days, he has been with Huo Long. He could only express wonder, doubt, and incomprehension about Huo Long's cultivation method.
To describe it.
Medicinal elixirs can help people practice. This is something that all Kuhai people understand, but taking elixirs directly to improve their realm completely subverts his knowledge. However, these days, he has been attracted by Huo Long's peculiarities.
"What's the point? I'll refine some elixirs for you. It's not difficult to reach the ninth level of cultivator!" Huo Long said calmly.
"Uh, really?" Yun Shang said excitedly.
Although Huo Long is a poison master and all he refines is poisonous elixirs, he was once the Poison Emperor, so how could he be so poor at refining medicinal elixirs.
In the deep mountains and swamps, there are naturally a lot of medicinal herbs and poisonous weeds, so the materials are not a problem. After an hour of refining, a top-quality Xuanli Pill was finally refined.
"It turns out to be the best!" Yun Shang exclaimed, while looking at the elixir, a faint animal pattern appeared.
"Try it after taking it!" Huo Long said.
Yun Shang was impressed by Huo Long's alchemy attainments. Although this black power elixir was very ordinary, it could be refined into the best quality. It could be said that no one in the entire Forbidden City could do it, but Huo Long not only did it, but he also succeeded in it.
, this can be written into the legend of the Sea of Bitterness.
How can Yun Shang still hesitate? He took the Xuanli Pill in one mouthful and felt the huge amount of Xuanqi rushing through his body instantly. He felt that his cultivation level was like sesame blossoms - getting higher and higher. He even jumped three levels in a row in one breath.
, reached the eighth level of cultivator!
After adjusting his breath, Yun Shang suddenly took out his palm and hit the big tree ten meters in front of him.
With a bang, the main trunk of the big tree was shattered into pieces by the mysterious force she shot out.
Yun Shang looked at her snow-white palms in disbelief and murmured to herself: "I'm not dreaming!"
Yun Shang is a sound cutter, so her cultivation level is naturally her weak point. But now, she has reached the eighth level of cultivator. This strength is much stronger than that of warriors of the same year. Of course, to someone like Huo Long
Monsters are no longer included in Yunshang’s calculations!
When Huo and Long entered the small town, they entered the territory of Beast Vein. Although Beast Vein worshiped martial arts and despised economic development, this town was the gateway to Beast Vein after all, so it was naturally very lively and prosperous.
The two of them looked back and looked at the mountains behind them, recalling what they had experienced during this period of time and sighing in their hearts.
"Let's go. We eat game every day. It's time for us to eat some human delicacies." Huo Long patted the dirt on his body and said to Yun Shang.
When talking about eating in front of Yun Shang, the most tragic thing is "Two gentlemen, would you like something to eat? Although our store is small, it has everything." A waiter shouted loudly with a professional smile.
"It takes a long time to stir-fry six wines and dishes and a pot of local food!" Huo Long said.
"No problem, but the guest has to eat those six dishes!" the waiter said with a smile.
"Stir-fried duck feet, stir-fried mandarin duck and beef ribs,..."
Huo Long didn't answer, but Yun Shang chattered several names of dishes, all of them strange.
When the waiter heard Yun Shang's suggestion to write the name of the dish, he felt contempt in his heart.
The two of them ordered the menu and sat down. In about a moment, the dishes were served one after another. Judging from the aroma and color, they were indeed not bad. The two of them stopped being polite and started tasting.
While the two of them were enjoying their meal, a commotion came from the hall on the first floor.
"What we are doing, we Zechuan people, you'd better not move, otherwise you will bear the consequences." The word "Zechuan" seemed to have infinite magic power, making everyone in the hall abandon everything on the table.
, sitting quietly on the chair, as if with just a slight movement, his life is no longer his own. "Very good, there are many masters of the mysticism among them, who can give me Zechuan's face like this, I will say here.
Thank you. We are here just for two people in the lobby, a boy and a girl. They are both teenagers. I don’t know if anyone here has seen them!" A man with a pale face, as if he looked sick, clasped his hands in fists
, said.
He has a pair of triangular eyes, with murderous intent flickering from time to time. He is dressed in linen white, as if wearing linen and mourning. At first glance, it makes people feel very uncomfortable.
This person's name is Li Qing, and his outward appearance is Bai Yanluo. He is a famous figure in Zechuan. He once poisoned an entire city by himself, just because he was ridiculed when he passed by that city in the early morning.
Li Qing did not wait for the words of the people in the hall. With a wave of his hand, several of his men rushed in and checked the tables one by one. "What a ghost!" Huo Long was speechless.
He really didn't expect that this group of people would pursue them to this place. He hadn't encountered them in the past few days, so he thought they had given up.
Ever since Huo Long killed a woman who was chasing him, this Poison Master successor who became Zechuan has been attacking him. He wanted to capture the two of them and hand them over to their master.
How could these people be Huo Long's opponents? Huo Long was the King of Poison, so naturally he was not afraid of their poisons, and those poisons also helped him consolidate his newly developed growth.
Huo Long's voice was not loud, but Li Qing could still hear him very clearly. His sickly body suddenly rushed up to the second floor like lightning.
Upon seeing this, his men scolded him, abandoned the people in the living room, and rushed to the second floor.