Dragon Elephant Valkyrie

Chapter 259 "Chengdan"

As the medicine king, Xu Zhen also noticed that the medicinal power of the Emperor's Blood Flower was losing, and his expression immediately became tense, with bead-sized beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Shang Qingqiu hurriedly asked someone to go up to wipe his sweat, while staring nervously at the refining furnace.

The Emperor Blood God Pill has reached the final stage of alchemy. At this point, Xu Zhen must not be interrupted. The only thing he can do is to pray for a smooth refining process.

However, the medicinal power of the Emperor Blood Flower was rapidly dissipating, and the refining furnace was unable to gather the medicinal power.

All those who felt the medicinal power of the Emperor's Blood Flower lost their breath slightly changed.

There was even a chilling coercion from the golden armored chariot.

The faster the medicinal power of the Emperor Blood Flower dissipated, the more anxious Xu Zhen became, and the hands that controlled the fire began to shake non-stop.

Qin Yu frowned and stared at the refining furnace, watching the medicinal power of the Emperor's Blood Flower dissipate little by little, but he couldn't step forward to intervene.

At this time, whoever intervenes will bear the blame.

The speed at which the medicinal power of the Emperor Blood Flower is lost is getting faster and faster, and it will soon break through the critical point. The more the medicinal power is lost, the more hopeless it is to become a pill.

However, before the Emperor Blood Flower is fully refined, if the alchemy is completed in advance, a waste alchemy will be refined.

Xu Zhen knew this very well, so he became more and more worried and his hands trembled more and more.

Seeing that the medicinal power of the Emperor's Blood Flower was dissipating rapidly, more than half of it was dissipated in the blink of an eye.

Xu Zhen showed a terrified expression on his face, knowing that if this continues, the medicinal power of the Emperor's Blood Flower will be lost to nothing, so he could only grit his teeth and shout: "Gather!"

While shouting, he released his true essence with both hands and poured it into the medicine refining furnace, gathered all the spiritual medicine materials in the furnace together, and forcibly made a pill.

The elixir in the furnace gathered together and condensed into a elixir under the squeeze of the true essence.

Immediately afterwards, the furnace fire was extinguished, and the elixir slowly floated out of the refining furnace.

Xu Zhen stretched out his trembling hands, caught the elixir, raised his sweat-soaked eyes to look at Shang Qingqiu.

Shang Qingqiu's face was uncertain, he walked up and looked down at the pill in Xu Zhen's hand.

This is a pill with a complete shape, but the color of the pill is uneven, with red and black mixed together.

Anyone with a little common sense in refining medicine can tell that this is a typical waste pill.

Since the spirit medicine was not fully refined, the pill was forcibly formed, resulting in the whole pill being full of impurities.

Since the spiritual medicinal material has not been refined to the level required to form a pill, it is likely to contain an unknown toxin, that is, erysipelas.

When Shang Qingqiu saw Xu Zhen holding the discarded pill in his hand, the expression on his face turned from yellow to green, and then from green to white.

In order to find this emperor's blood flower, the merchant placed all bets on it, risking his life and death to search for it, even to the verge of despair.

In the end, I got the pity of the heavens, and finally got this emperor blood flower.

However, the Emperor's Blood Flower, which was found after so many hardships, was refined into a waste pill in the end.

The anger and unwillingness in Shang Qingqiu's heart at this time can no longer be described in words, even if Xu Zhen is eaten alive, he can't relieve his hatred.

The abandoned pill was released, and there was a wave of despair and resentment among the merchants.

Shang Qingqiu looked at the discarded alchemy in Xu Zhen's hands, and couldn't help thinking of the words Qin Yu said before he started alchemy: "This is good fortune, one side lives and one side dies, it all depends on choice."

Although Shang Qingqiu didn't know what would have happened if he had chosen Qin Yu three days ago, he already knew what would have happened if he had chosen Xu Zhen.

despair!

The merchant's last hope is in the hands of Xu Zhen.

This time Xu Zhen was chosen to refine the Emperor Blood God Pill, not because of him alone, but because of the ancestor on the golden armored chariot.

From an objective point of view, one is a medicine king who has been refining medicine for 40 years, and the other is a boy who is only sixteen years old.

If they had to choose between the two, most of them would choose the Medicine King.

This is the safest and least risky option.

From the point of view of choice alone, there is nothing wrong with merchants.

After all, no one can guarantee that Qin Yu will be able to refine successfully.

However, the Emperor Blood God Pill has been refined and scrapped, everything has become a fact and cannot be changed.

Without the Emperor Blood God Pill, it means that the lifespan of the merchant ancestor on the golden armored chariot has come to an end, and this time the merchant's children who entered the Emperor's Ruins will also die here and be buried with the ancestor.

Shang Qingqiu grabbed Xu Zhen's collar and roared loudly: "Didn't you say you were sure? Why! Why did you refine it into a useless pill! Why!"

"I...he..." Xu Zhen trembled, not knowing how to explain it.

A suffocating murderous aura emanated from the golden armored chariot.

Three days ago, the Emperor Blood Flower was in his hands. It was a chance to regain life, but now it is all buried in Xu Zhen's hands.

When the longevity is exhausted and the moment of death comes, it is so hopeless.

If you don't see the hope of life, maybe you can die peacefully, but when the hope of life passes by and is destroyed by someone, that kind of resentment can swallow people's hearts.

The door of the golden-armored chariot opened, and the ancestor of the merchant came out step by step, staring at Xu Zhen and the waste pill in his hand, walking step by step.

Every step through the sand is like a ghost stepping on death.

The flesh on Xu Zhen's face twitched, and the trembling of his body became more and more serious.

At this moment, he was extremely regretful. If he knew that the Emperor Blood Pill was so difficult to refine, he should have given it to Qin Yu, an ignorant young man, so that he would not be the one who was unlucky at this moment.

However, there is no regret medicine in this world.

He could only watch helplessly as the merchant ancestor walked up to him step by step, stretched out his hand to grab his neck, and lifted him up.

"Shang... Shang... ancestor, I..." Xu Zhen grabbed the arm of the merchant ancestor with both hands, his neck was pinched, and he could only squeeze out a few indistinct syllables from his teeth.

The ancestor of the merchant roared and threw Xu Zhen out violently.

Xu Zhen flew out in a straight line, hit the wall of Lion Mountain with a "bang", and rolled down again, his body twitched and blood spit out his mouth.

"Old... old ancestor..." Shang Qingqiu looked at the old ancestor with red eyes, and he knew in his heart that the business was about to end.

The merchant ancestor turned around and looked at the Emperor Ruins with a ferocious expression.

This will be his burial site, and being buried in the Emperor's Bone Ruins is also a kind of good luck, but the hope of regaining his life has just slipped through his hands.

His dissatisfaction was written all over his face.

"Ah!" He roared, flew up, fell into the big pit ahead, and punched the place where the Emperor Blood Flower grew.

Bang!
Boom!

The strength of the fist swept away, the earth cracked, and the ground shook.

Starting from the place where the Emperor Blood Flower grew, the ground collapsed, and a larger underground space appeared.

The subsidence spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the ground with a radius of thousands of feet collapsed, revealing an underground building.

In the dusty atmosphere, one could faintly see the underground covered with white bones, guarding an altar in the middle in a mysterious arrangement.

(End of this chapter)