Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 188 Alchemy
Without any hesitation, Wang Chong slipped in through the gap that only one person could pass through when the stone gate opened, and then the stone gate closed again.

In the stone room, the rich aura turned into a spiritual mist and floated on the ground. It was more dense than the outside, and the surrounding aura also swept in from all directions. This is not like simply facing the aura of a person and It cannot be unloaded by some means, but can only be endured by oneself.

If it is an ordinary Dzogchen disciple of Yun Ling stage, he will definitely not be able to walk in. Although it is somewhat different from the oppressive spiritual pressure on a monk, it is not something ordinary people can bear.

However, Wang Chong felt the powerful spiritual pressure around him, and there was a faint satisfied smile on his face. His body shook slightly, and then he stretched, and there was a crackling sound in his body.

"Comfortable. If you can practice under this kind of natural spiritual pressure for a long time, I'm afraid the speed will be faster, and it will also be of great help to physical cultivation."

However, when he looked at the identity token in his hand, he curled his lips and said regretfully: "It's good here, but the amount of thunder fire value consumed every day is too huge, and it can only last for a year if you save it so much." That's all."

Wang Chong turned around and glanced at the groove on the teacher's gate, which happened to be similar in shape to the identity token. After a little hesitation, he put the token in his hand into the groove.

The moment the token fell in, there was only a "buzz", and it seemed as if a water curtain slowly rose from the surrounding stone walls, wrapping Wang Chong in it. This kind of place would actually set up such a strict formation restriction, so people outside might not be able to detect the situation in the stone room at all.

"However, if there is no supply of thunder and fire points, the formation here will probably also fail." After speaking, Wang Chong stretched out his hand and took out the identity token in the groove.

Sure enough, the rising formation restriction immediately began to dissipate slowly, and even the dense spiritual energy around him became much thinner.

A clear look flashed across his eyes, and Wang Chong put the token in again. After the surrounding formations were completed, he took out a lot of formation flags from the storage bag and placed them around. He behaved very well. Be careful.

After finishing all this, he sat on the spirit-gathering array in the stone room. This is a small-scale spirit-gathering array, and he doesn't know what kind of material is under his feet. Even this stone chamber formed a natural spiritual pressure.

Wang Chong was very satisfied with the effect of the gathering spirit formation, but he still took out more than a dozen middle-grade spirit stones and hundreds of low-grade spirit stones from the storage bag, and arranged a smaller simple formation around it. He was relieved, sat cross-legged, and began to adjust his state.

"Once you start refining the elixir, I'm afraid it won't come out for a long time. The Ningmai elixir is no different than others. If you want to make the elixir fully formed, it may take ten and a half months to refine a batch of elixir. At that time, there was no When the time comes out to supplement the consumption of mana in the body, we can only rely on the rich aura and aura around us."

Wang Chong murmured to himself that part of the reason why the quality of the Condensing Pulse Pill he refined was that he didn't dare to stay in the five spirit space for too long, otherwise the mana in his body would be exhausted, which would be very unfavorable for him to attack. Congeal pulse.

After making all the preparations, Wang Chong struck out a formula in his hand and landed on the simple formation formed with spirit stones. The formation was immediately activated, forming a transparent light shield around him to envelop him. In just a few breaths, he was completely submerged by the atomized aura.

In the Five Spirits Space, Wang Chong was in the best condition at the moment. He had already put away the bottles and cans that were randomly placed on the ground, and replaced them with bundles of neatly arranged elixir. Each plant is aged, the most powerful one has a medicinal property of 700 years, and the weakest one has a medicinal property of nearly ten years. The quality of the elixir is astounding.

At this time, the Four Toad Swallowing Bead Cauldron was placed in the Fire Spiritual Realm, exuding a faint red light. Without adjusting himself first, Wang Chong shot four big fireballs, and the billowing flames burned under the cauldron. It didn't take long for the whole body to turn red, and it had reached the optimum temperature for alchemy.

Accompanied by the sound of several frogs, without any hesitation, Wang Chong picked up a pre-prepared elixir and threw it in. The action was natural, as if he had been in the same position for a long time, and had been concocting alchemy. It's the same as never leaving.

As early as the moment the fireball appeared, the powerful spiritual consciousness had already divided into four strands and entered the four toads' bodies, paying close attention to the changes in the pill furnace, and everything was under control.

As each elixir was put into the alchemy furnace, the spiritual pressure of each elixir itself was rampant in the alchemy furnace, but it was not visible from the outside at all. The more so, the more it could reflect the quality of the alchemy furnace.

When he put several hundred-year-old elixir into the alchemy furnace, the scorching high temperature did not immediately turn the elixir into ashes, but instead formed a faint light on the body surface, which was very weak, but blocked the high temperature.

The higher the age of the elixir, the more difficult it is to extract the medicinal power, so the requirements for the flame are more and more stringent. If the flame temperature is not enough, the medicinal power may not be extracted.

However, Wang Chong was not in a hurry. He didn't refine the hundred-year-old elixir until after a cup of tea, and then threw another elixir into it.

Half an hour later, Wang Chong was refining the power of a elixir, but he heard a strange sound, followed by a burnt smell.

He frowned slightly, just as he was extracting the power of the medicine, his spiritual sense was slightly negligent, the mixed power of the medicine in the pill furnace was instantly chaotic, the firepower increased, and the success fell short.

"Is the medicine too strong?" Wang Chong muttered to himself, but he didn't intend to change the medicine. After pouring out the waste residue, he immediately started the second refinement.

This time Wang Chong was extra careful, but he still failed. He continued to refine without stopping.

Failed five times in a row, as if all the previous exercises were useless, but Wang Chong knew that this was not the case. If he hadn't tried it in his cave a while ago, he might have failed immediately at the very beginning.

Although he failed five times in a row, the timing of each failure was different. Wang Chong's movements became more and more convenient. There was never any negative emotion on his face. He just kept thinking and trying.

Finally, a few days later, Wang Chong had a faint smile on his face. The medicinal power in the pill furnace had already begun to fuse. After about half a month, the first batch of pills should be ready.

Because of the expiration date of the elixir itself, it will take longer. However, Wang Chong secretly guessed that the quality of the refined medicine should be better, and the chance of success in congealing the pulse should be greater.

"I don't know if Dumb has set off now. It's really hard for him. After my retreat is over, there should be many higher-quality Condensing Pulse Pills. I will give them to him together with the spiritual vein crystal source. This way The hope of coming to him to attack the Congealing Pulse should be even greater."

Thinking of other things in his heart, Wang Chong's face suddenly changed, and then a wry smile appeared, and then he saw a blue smoke coming out of the top of the stove, and it was muffled again.

(End of this chapter)