Douluo: Emerald Poison King

Chapter 43: External Alchemy, Internal Alchemy

Just like a reincarnation, the exploded body of the Qingtian Jade Dragon nourished the earth. The extremely strong poison and life attributes transformed the originally barren earth, forming a canyon that could accommodate poisonous soul beasts.

The dragon pill that was combined with the power of life fell deep into the earth. It was not known how long it took before it was discovered by a group of people. After knocking and hammering it in vain, it was knocked into a box and sent to a treasury full of treasures.

One by one, the Soul Douluo came to look at the dragon pill which was no different from a stone, and finally shook their heads to indicate that there was absolutely no way to deal with it.

There was once a Titled Douluo who tried to uncover the secrets of the Dragon Pill, but in the end he never realized his wish until he died of old age, and finally died with hatred in his heart.

After the Titled Douluo died of old age, the Dragon Pill was put back into the box and locked again deep in the treasury.

After an unknown number of years, the box that had been sealed in the treasure house was opened again...

The world returned to normal, and Chen Ming suddenly opened his eyes, his forehead covered with sweat.

The Jade Dragon of Blue Sky died completely, not to mention the dragon soul, even the little bit of evil spirit was completely wiped out. If it weren't for the fact that its dragon elixir was purified after devouring its own kind, and combined with the energy of living things in the desperate situation, it would definitely not have survived.

The reason why Chen Ming was sweating profusely was entirely because of the mental pressure he felt. Although what he saw in his spiritual vision was just a replay of the past, the huge momentum and deterrence were still firmly engraved in his mind.

What’s more ridiculous is that in this memory with the Azure Jade Dragon as the protagonist, the Azure Jade Dragon itself is the one that poses the least deterrent threat to Chen Ming.

Even at its peak, its power was much weaker than Emperor Tian's aura. Compared to the god-level thunder, it was not worth mentioning.

Chen Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead and found that he still couldn't calm down quickly. He hurriedly took out a piece of dried meat from his storage soul guide, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed mechanically.

The unacceptable taste filled Chen Ming's mind, forcing him to react quickly from the shock of his memories. He hurriedly took out a large glass of juice from his storage soul guide and drank it all in one gulp.

At this time, Chen Ming turned his attention to the dragon pill in his hand, which looked like a stone.

"Although this thing has a great origin, it seems that it can't be used? The Gold of Life and the Azure Dragon's Dragon Pill are both rare treasures in the world, but these two things melted under the pressure of the sky thunder and merged into one. It has become something that has probably never appeared on the continent before."

"And the most important thing is that most of the vitality in the Soul Gold was consumed by the thunderbolt. Rather than vitality, what the Dragon Pill fused was some incomplete characteristics of the Soul Gold. And because of this characteristic, this Dragon Pill cannot be used using ordinary methods."

Chen Ming grumbled to himself, but he wasn't too depressed.

He also knew that if this thing was really that good, it could be used. There was no way Qian Renxue would give it as a gift directly to a small great soul master like him.

Not to mention that he was consumed hundreds of years ago, he should at least be sent to Dugu Bo, the Poison Douluo, in exchange for a favor. He has nothing to do with a great soul master like me.

Just looking at Long Dan, Chen Ming still felt a little itchy in his heart.

Even though the properties were washed away by the thunder, and the effect was only one tenth or even one hundredth of what it once was, for a great soul master like himself, this dragon pill was still a priceless treasure.

As long as you can make use of it, even if it is just a tiny bit, you can still gain a lot of benefits from it.

But how to use it?
Chen Ming knocked on the dragon pill, which was no longer round, and his mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts.

"It's probably impossible to refine it into my body. Let's not talk about whether I have the technology or not, I don't even have enough soul power. If it really gets into my body, this thing might just inhale and exhale a little bit, and I guess I'll be dead. For a Titled Douluo, it might only be a trace of soul power, but it's normal for a great soul master like me to die seven or eight times." "If I really have that idea, I'll at least wait until I become a Soul King or Soul Emperor before trying it again."

"As for using it to make medicine..."

Thinking of this, Chen Ming twitched his mouth in embarrassment.

The fact that this dragon pill could survive the divine calamity itself proved its hardness. In the spiritual vision, in the past few hundred years, no matter whether it was Soul Douluo or Title Douluo, they tried their best but could not cut off even a fingernail-sized piece from this dragon pill.

If you want to use this thing to make medicine, you must at least contact those Super Douluo who are good at bursting and attacking. Maybe you will even need Qian Daoliu to hold the Angel Sword to cut it open.

Refining medicine, pass.

How to do it?

Chen Ming habitually injected soul power into it, and suddenly he had an idea.

"The external refining becomes the elixir! The internal refining becomes the method!"

There is a concept of external elixir in the alchemy of ancient Taoism. Although in the later evolution, external elixir was gradually denounced as an external method of cultivating the nature but not the life, but no one can deny that external elixir is indeed a good transition method.

"Since it won't work if I take it into my body, then I'll use it as an external pill! Find a way to use this thing to absorb the soul power between heaven and earth, and then I can absorb the soul power inside it, right?!"

"Let me think, if I want to connect with this kind of thing..."

Chen Ming took out a small knife from the storage soul guide, then thought for a while, and took out all the blood-replenishing herbs and bandages.

Chen Ming first placed the dragon pill in an iron basin, then disinfected the knife over the fire, and finally carefully made a small cut on his arm to let the blood flow onto the stone.

However, there was no sign of blood absorption by Chen Ming, as if a puddle of water had been dropped on the dragon pill.

Chen Ming's mind turned and he summoned his martial soul. While dripping blood, he controlled the fusion of soul power and mental power.

With the entry of soul power integrated with mental power, the dragon pill, like a piece of stone, began to gradually absorb Chen Ming's blood, but there was no connection between the two.

Seeing this, Chen Ming gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, took out a few pills from the side and stuffed them into his mouth. While maintaining the fusion of soul power and mental power, he tried to inject his spirituality into the dragon pill.

After spending most of the day and Chen Ming was almost shaking, a barely detectable connection finally emerged between Long Dan and Chen Ming.

The blood in the basin was instantly sucked dry by the dragon pill, and Chen Ming could also feel the response when he injected his soul power into it.

Seeing this, Chen Ming, who was exhausted, hurriedly stopped his actions, quickly applied hemostatic medicine and bandages to himself to avoid losing too much blood at once.

After casually stuffing another handful of medicine in, Chen Ming carefully held the dragon pill in the basin in his arms, sat on the ground and entered a state of meditation.

(End of this chapter)