"The alchemist named Fu Zhen is really good. His alchemy skills have improved significantly over the years, and he has now reached the eighth level of senior alchemist." The clan leader sighed.

"With one hundred thousand ninth-grade spiritual grass, if he were to formally refine alchemy, he would probably be able to reach ninth-grade. But it is a pity that such people cannot stay in our tribe. If there can be one more ninth-grade alchemist, besides this clan,

, which tribe should we be afraid of!"

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. This matter is of great importance and must not be leaked. Once the matter here is over, don't leave any hidden dangers!" The patriarch told Jin Gaohua, turned around and walked out.

Jin Gaohua glanced at the alchemists and sighed, why don't you want to be of use to us? If these alchemists can still stay in the tribe after thousands of years, they may still have a life.

Jin Gaohua and the clan leader left. Although Yi Cheng did not look back, he could clearly hear the two people's voice transmission. After years of refining, although he had just entered the ninth level, the Thousand Toughness Soul Forging Technique had already reached

He has reached the peak of the second stage of soul transformation, and his spiritual consciousness is stronger than that of the tribe leader who has reached the later stage.

"Hey, we can be regarded as brothers in need. We made elixirs for others together twice, and were plotted in the end. I don't know who else will save you this time. I guess you don't have the ability to use the talisman of yours on your senior brothers.

Let's do it!" Yi Cheng glanced at Liao Qichang, who was still confused, and thought a little funny that although he was a brother in trouble, Yi Cheng had no idea of ​​saving him. If possible, Yi Cheng wouldn't mind killing this guy.

There are still a few months left, so I should prepare well. These dozen Mahayana periods are a big problem!

Yicheng sighed, his strength was still too weak. If he could enter the Mahayana stage, these people would not be just chickens and dogs.

Thinking of this, Yicheng couldn't help but think of the One-horned Holy King. He didn't know if he had the skills of the One-horned Holy King when he entered the Mahayana stage. He probably didn't, but Yicheng believed that when he entered the late stage of attainment, he should have the opportunity to compete with one of them.

Higher or lower.[

Venerable Mingyu, Fairy Ziluo, Nightmare Lord, these people don’t know when they will appear, and the Great Emperor of the Past Life, who knows if I can get this guy to get the spring water of the past life?

What strength! After the matter here is resolved, hurry up and find the Immortal Grass of Resurrection. Once you leave Kunlun Wonderland, you have to prepare for entering the Mahayana period. Otherwise, you may not know that you will be hindered by these enemies that have not appeared yet.

kill.

Although the Qixuan Pagoda can protect itself many times, it was ineffective in the hands of Frost Snow Jade Butterfly last time.

Later, he asked Ling, and the answer he got was that because Yicheng's spiritual consciousness was isolated, the Qixuan Tower could not receive the message, and because Ling was severely damaged by the Qixuan Tower, he often fell into a deep sleep, so naturally he could not save Yi Cheng in time.

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Faced with unreliable safety guarantees, Yicheng still felt that it was more important to improve his own strength.

If you think about it, it would be better to solve the immediate trouble first. Yicheng said to himself, and the speed of refining the alchemy accelerated a lot.

Another three months passed, and Yicheng and the others had been refining continuously for 110 years. Although they still had breaks in between, even those alchemists in the Mahayana period felt exhausted.

"Stop refining the pot of elixirs in your hands!" The patriarch's words were like the sound of heaven in the ears of all the alchemists. Although Liao Qichang and the others had been promoted to the middle stage due to hundreds of years of training, one can imagine the fatigue involved.

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Yicheng is the most nervous among the several foreign alchemists, because success or failure depends on this one move!

One, two, three. When the seventh alchemist finished refining and poured the spiritual liquid he refined into the medicine pool, the medicine pool also knew that it could not delay any longer. The further back it went, the more attention it would attract.

When Yicheng put the last batch of refined medicine into a jade bottle, he immediately walked to the medicine pool, bent down and poured the medicine into the pool.

The blue medicinal liquid slowly flows into the medicinal pool with a delicate fragrance.

Just when Yicheng reached the weight of nearly one pot, he suddenly fell into a trance in front of everyone's surprised eyes and almost fell into the medicine pond.

"Poof!"

Yicheng held one hand on the ground, pressed his brow with the other hand, and shook his head vigorously.[

"What's going on?" The clan leader shouted loudly when he saw this.

Yicheng was just in a daze and reacted immediately, but his last medicine bottle had already fallen into the medicine pool.

"Tribe, Patriarch, I'm sorry, because I have been very nervous before. Now I relaxed, but I didn't expect that I lost my mind for a moment, and I immediately picked up the bottle!" As he spoke, Yicheng waved to the medicine pool and emptied it.

The lost medicine bottles are stored in the storage ring.

"Clan leader, Alchemist Fu has worked hard to make alchemy. It's understandable!" Jin Gaohua said kind words beside him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, oh, it's a pity, it's a pity. It's hard to find someone who works so hard, let alone the others.

As an outsider, even the few alchemists in the tribe have not tried so hard!

If Yicheng knew what Jin Gaohua was thinking, I don't know how ashamed he would be!

"Well, Master Fu and the others have worked hard. You can rest aside for now!" The clan leader nodded and said nothing more.

Yicheng quickly thanked the clan leader and Jin Gaohua, then walked to the side and sat down near the door, and began to restore his spiritual power and consciousness.

Liao Qichang and others looked at Yicheng strangely, and couldn't help but think, this kid is stupid, working so hard!

Except for a few alchemists who were meditating and resting, the patriarch Jin Gaohua and the other five Mahayana elders stood attentively around the medicine pool, waiting for the medicine in the pool to be absorbed by Luoxia.

Time passed little by little, one hour, two hours, three hours, five hours, and the liquid in the medicine pool had not been completely absorbed.

However, the clan leader, Jin Gaohua and others did not mean to be impatient. It was normal for the liquid in the pool to be absorbed for a day or two.

But three days later, when Yicheng and the other alchemists woke up from meditation, the liquid in the medicine pool had not yet bottomed out.

"Why did it take so long?" the clan leader asked Jin Gaohua with some confusion.

"I don't know about this. We have never interrupted before, and I don't know how long it takes for a pool of medicinal liquid to be absorbed, but it looks like it is almost finished."

The clan leader listened, nodded, and then looked at Luoxia in the center of the platform with an unconcealable greed in his eyes.

After another seven or eight hours, when the medicinal liquid was completely absorbed, Patriarch Jin Yan and several other Mahayana monks looked at Luoxia with joy.

At this time, Luoxia's body was exuding the fragrance of medicine. Yi Cheng really didn't expect how the medicinal liquid accumulated by hundreds of thousands of ninth-grade spiritual grass was absorbed by Luoxia, and how powerful her spiritual consciousness was.

It is so strong that it has reached such a level. I am afraid that even two or three late-stage Mahayana monks may not be able to take so many elixirs from birth to death!

A furnace of ninth-grade pills can sometimes be enough for a Mahayana monk to take for decades. This Jinyan tribe has indeed spent a lot of money.

But they are obviously more satisfied with this harvest. With Luoxia's humanoid elixir, they will not only have a few more Mahayana monks, but also their hope of overcoming the tribulation and ascending will be increased a bit.

The Jin Yan clan leader smiled heartily: "Hahaha, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good. It is worth the hundreds of years of hard work of our Jinyan tribe and the expenditure of so many elixirs. Today we are finally done. Many thanks to the alchemy masters. In order to reward you for your contribution, I will

The clan leader has decided to send you on your way in person!"

The words of Patriarch Jin Yan stunned several alchemists. What do you mean?

"Chief Jin Yan, we don't know what you want to do. Besides, we are all our own people now, so there is no need for you to do this!" Yi Cheng immediately said with a panicked look.

"Yes, yes, clan leader Jin Yan, keep your mouth shut, keep your mouth shut, I promise to keep your mouth shut and won't say a single word to anyone!" Liao Qichang reacted and spoke quickly.

The other three people also kept swearing.

"Hey, what a pity. If you could stay in our Jin Yan tribe, I would naturally not be willing to kill you, but it's a pity that you have to leave after all!" The Jin Yan tribe leader shook his head in frustration.

"No, no, no, I won't leave, I won't leave, I will join the Jin Yan tribe and I will never leave!" Yi Cheng said quickly, while looking at Jin Gaohua, hoping that he could speak kindly to him.

"We're not leaving either, we'll all join the Jin Yan tribe!" Liao Qichang and the other four said hurriedly.

"Haha, it would be great if that were the case!" Chief Jin Yan chuckled, then shook his head and said, "But that's impossible!"

"Chief Jin Yan, what do you mean by this? Isn't it okay if we don't leave? You have also seen the alchemy qualifications of several of us. Taking pills is 30 to 40% more effective than taking spiritual grass. As long as there are a few more

With an eighth-grade or even ninth-grade alchemist, the Jin Yan tribe will definitely increase in strength!"

Patriarch Jin Yan, Jin Gaohua, and the alchemists and clan elders in the Mahayana period all have fiery eyes. If there are pills to eat, who would like to nibble on spiritual grass?

"Hey, I can understand how you feel. To be honest, I'm not willing to kill you, but it's impossible for you to stay. When the time comes, no matter who you are, no one can keep you. Wherever you came from, you will still be sent.

Be transported back there." Jin Gaohua shook his head and said with great regret.

The expressions of several alchemists all changed. Are they really dead?

"Okay, I have told you so much, and I am sorry for you. You must understand my difficulties. No one can know about this matter, otherwise our Jinyan tribe will be in catastrophe." The Jinyan tribe sighed.

With a tone of voice, he had already raised his fist and was ready to attack.

"Wait, wait, Chief Jin Yan, I have something else to say!" Seeing that Chief Jin Yan was about to take action, several people gave up the idea of ​​resisting, but Yicheng's shout rang out again.

"Fu Zhen, okay, for the sake of your dedication to refining medicine for me, I will ask you to say one more sentence. Remember, it is only one sentence. It can be regarded as your last words!" Chief Jin Yan lowered his raised fist again.

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"We stay here and don't even leave this underground hall. In the next few thousand years, we will refine elixirs for the Jinyan tribe without any reward. Even if we go out, we won't reveal a word. Let's talk about it next time

It will be millions of years before the Kunlun Wonderland opens. By then, I am afraid that we will all be dead, and the Jinyan clan leader does not have to worry about what harm we will cause to the Jinyan tribe!"

Yicheng's words ignited the hope of others, and even the other elders of the Mahayana clan became excited and nodded.

Chief Jin Yan obviously felt that this method was indeed feasible, but he had not made up his mind yet. Instead, he looked at Jin Gaohua beside him. This Jin Gaohua had always been his think tank and could often give him the most correct advice, so although he

They are only as strong as those in the early Mahayana period, but their status is no better than those in the middle stage of the Mahayana period.
Chapter completed!