The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 1155 Divine Mark
Dongfang Jianbo shook his head in puzzlement when he heard the words, "Yes, since the last state banquet, I can see that Emperor Zun seems to want to help our Dongfang family. Only then did the casualties be reduced. It stands to reason that this is our Fenglin Empire's own business, and Emperor Zun is an outsider, so there is no need to meddle in such busy matters."

When everyone thought of this, they nodded in confusion, not sure what Emperor Yunlou was thinking.

Dongfang Liyue, on the other hand, blushed pretty, and said shyly, "The emperor may have taken a fancy to my beautiful appearance."

Dongfang Yaoyu laughed out loud when he heard this, and looked at her in distaste, very disrespectful, "The emperor didn't even pay attention to Princess Xianchen, with your beauty, even Princess Xianchen's nails Gai is not as good as you, so I am ashamed to say that Emperor Zun has taken a fancy to you."

"Okay, you actually dare to laugh, see if I don't beat you to death!" Dongfang Liyue was so humiliated by him, she was so angry that she waved her powder fist at Dongfang Yaoyu and rushed towards her.

Dongfang Yaoyu saw her chasing her, and immediately dodged backwards. The fight between the two immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter. The entire Dongfang Mansion swept away the haze brought by the banquet and became lively.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Su Moliang was still thinking about the matter of cultivation, and left in advance, "Patriarch, Uncle Six, I'm a little tired, you guys talk slowly, I'll go back to my room first."

When Dongfang Jianbo heard the words, he immediately nodded enthusiastically, "Okay, you have been tossed enough today, you really need a good rest, go back to your room, kid."

Patriarch Dongfang also nodded, and comforted Xiahou Zi'an and Xiahou Wanxuan, "It's getting late, and you are tired, go back and rest, and leave the rest to the servants."

After what happened tonight, Wanxuan and Zi'an were indeed a little tired, so they didn't refuse, and directly bowed to leave, "Then let the Patriarch take care of you, and we will go down first."

As soon as the four of them left, the other disciples returned to their yard one after another. Patriarch Dongfang briefly explained to Steward Fan, and he and Dongfang Jianbo went back to his room.

Su Moliang walked to the door of the room, thinking about the next thing to do, he turned his head and told Xi Nuo beside him, "I should be able to practice for a few days, if there is nothing important, don't call me, you know? "

During this period of time, she has been recovering her spiritual power and repairing her injuries, but her mental power is still at the same place, stagnating, so she plans to spend a few days dedicated to alchemy, striving to advance to the peak alchemy sect.

Because seeing Jun Haocang make a move today, she was frightened into a cold sweat. She was too aware of his body, and once he used his spiritual power, it would easily cause a cold.

Fortunately, to Jun Haocang, the assassins tonight are just a group of young people, not worth mentioning, but if they meet a group of powerful masters, it may not be so simple.

Once his cold attack occurs, he is closer to death. Su Moliang must not let him take such a risk again, so she must hurry up and advance to Danzun to refine the antidote for him.

Now she is already a mid-term alchemy sect, as long as she advances to the peak alchemy sect, she will have a chance to break through to the level of alchemy saint. After reaching alchemy, she will not be far from alchemy.

When Xinuo heard her order, she cupped her fists respectfully, "Yes, Xinuo understands!"

Seeing this, Su Moliang nodded, opened the door and walked into the room, closed the door and went directly to the side sleeper.

Sitting on the couch, she beckoned to release the evil blood cauldron, and the dark room was instantly lit up by the red light around the medicine cauldron.

At this time, Su Mo's cold air sank to her dantian, urging the spiritual power in her body to the extreme, and a golden and blue intertwined fire gradually emerged from her fingertips, and then she waved her hands, immediately The strange fire was thrown into the medicine cauldron, and the medicine cauldron shot out a burst of golden and blue fire light, illuminating the whole room.

Then, she took out a few medicinal ingredients from the space, and began to carefully peel them off. After peeling for about two or three hours, she stopped and threw the medicinal ingredients into the evil blood cauldron.

Right now, what she wants to refine is the pill that can only be refined at the peak level of the alchemy sect. The higher the level of the pill, the more complicated it is to refine, and the greater the risk factor. If you are not careful, you will be backlashed by the pill and be severely injured .

The reason why alchemists are rare is that in addition to requiring extremely high talents, they also have to bear the risk of death.

Therefore, after reaching a certain level, many alchemists did not dare to advance rashly, because they were not fully sure that they could advance successfully, and instead lost their lives.

It's just that Su Moliang has no choice. For Jun Haocang's cold illness, she must continue to improve, even if her life is in danger, she will not hesitate.

Thinking of this, Su Moliang put more effort into her spiritual power, and the strange fire burned more and more vigorously under her control, exuding a scorching aura.

I persisted like this for a whole night, seeing that the pill was about to take shape, but in the end it fell short and was drowned in the flames.

Fortunately, Su Moliang has a lot of medicinal materials. After wasting one group, she took out several groups. After repeated failures several times, she finally succeeded in refining the high-grade medicinal pill on the second night. Successfully stepped into the level of the pinnacle of Danzong.

You know, those authoritative alchemists in the Fenglin Empire have spent most of their lives, consuming countless energy and resources to achieve such achievements, and there are even some alchemists who have cultivated for a lifetime, and they don't even have the threshold of the peak of the alchemy sect. Touched, and Su Moliang reached the peak of Danzong at a young age. If this spreads, it will probably hit the dead.

The old man Zhenjun was also happy for her when he saw the successful promotion, and said with a smile, "Little master, congratulations, you have reached the pinnacle of Danzong. Now with your level, you should be able to learn rubbings."

"Shenwen?" When Su Moliang heard this word for the first time, he couldn't help being shocked, and his pupils were a little bit puzzled.

"Well, divine pattern! As long as the alchemist reaches a certain height, he will rub his own divine pattern on the pill. There is infinite power in the divine pattern. If you eat the pill with divine pattern, you will have the effect of reborn , enhance the functions of various parts of the human body, and maximize the strength of human beings in a certain field. Of course, the most important thing is that it can change people's talents and make people have unlimited possibilities. The potential in this aspect is a rare treasure that many powerful people are vying to snatch!"

Su Moliang was quite shocked when she heard the old man Zhenjun's explanation. She only knew the grade of the elixir before, but she had never heard of rubbing the divine pattern.

If it is true as the old man Zhenjun said, rubbing the divine pattern will endow the elixir with more powerful power and efficacy, does that mean that there is hope to completely cure Jun Haocang's cold disease?

Thinking of this, Su Moliang couldn't wait to ask, "Old Man Zhenjun, how to refine this divine pattern and how to rub it?"

"Little master, it is very difficult to refine the divine pattern. Even many alchemists who have reached the level of alchemy may not be able to refine their own divine pattern! This requires your own understanding, and you can do it yourself. Creation is the only way to print the divine pattern, and even I can't help much." The old man Zhenjun explained earnestly.

(End of this chapter)