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Chapter 25: The feat of feathering, the three levels of the netherworld (seeking further reading)

"Of course." Song Lin smiled, "Prepare a quiet room, as well as the elixir recipes and materials for the elixir."

"Didn't you refine the pill? Why can't you even remember the pill recipe?" Li Xuan said, then looked at the general of the ghost soldier not far away, "General, let's kill him, this person deliberately delays time."

"Give him a chance." The Tongshou Taoist suddenly spoke. For some reason, he always felt that Song Lin could create a miracle.

Pills are divided into four levels: ordinary pills, spiritual pills, immortal pills, and golden pills.

The Eagle Pill can be called a low-grade spiritual pill, and ordinary alchemy Taoist priests can't practice it.

"Okay, you will refine it in the alchemy room, and you will be given the medicinal materials and the alchemy recipes can be given to you." Taoist Master Wude smiled, "But you deliberately delay time. If you can't practice it, I will train you into a Taoist soldier and suffer the pain of never being able to transcend life forever."

"One word is certain!"

The group came to the alchemy room in the warehouse.

There is a special earth fire alchemy indoors.

Close the thick door, Song Lin opened the eternal pill recipe given by the Tongshou Taoist.

The Yuhua Pill is an advanced Qi-nourishing Pill, which also has the effect of making muscles and bones easy.

It can be said to be an advanced version of Jiachen Qi-raising Pill, with the addition of the material of Spring and Autumn Cicada Shed.

Since this is the case, Song Lin is 20% sure to refine this pill.

Of course, just 20% is not enough.

Thinking of this, Song Lin summoned the catalogue of monsters.

Ancient yellowed books are floating in the void.

He is not afraid of others seeing it. He has tried it many times, but outsiders cannot see the catalogue of strange stories.

They only give themselves three hours, and eliminate the two hours of alchemy refining, and at most one hour of alchemy refining time, which is one month in the story.

Hurry!

Song Lin's thoughts moved and came to the world of Taiyin refining form.

"Come!"

Hurry!

The cold wind suddenly broke out, and Song Lin shouted out twelve soldiers.

"Collection of spring and autumn cicada sheds, Cistanche, Polygonum multiflorum at all costs..."

The so-called Spring and Autumn cicada shed is the first cicada shed after an adult.

Very rare, but not without it.

If you have rampant soldiers, you can go to the princes and nobles to steal.

In less than ten days, the ghosts and gods found ten pieces of materials and brought them an alchemy furnace.

Song Lin sat cross-legged in front of the Dan Furnace, pinching his fingers, and the true energy surged out and turned into fire.

True fire is a little worse than earth fire.

If you use true fire to refine it, other flames are no problem.

The first time, the temperature is insufficient and the failure is not enough.

The second time, the heat is too strong and the failure is not possible.

...

The fifth time, the time for adding the materials was wrong and failed.

...

As the superior elixir for Qi-nourishing Pill, many of the techniques are similar, but the materials have increased and the heat is difficult to control.

The last pill.

Bang!

The alchemy furnace made a dull sound and a burst of black smoke emerged.

Song Lin put away the flames and stepped forward to open the lid.

I saw a charred pill lying inside.

"It's almost successful." Song Lin said with a smile.

This pill looks obscene, but it is not broken, but is a defective product, and the effect is still some.

In less than ten days, Song Lin asked them to find three more materials and finally got it done.

Three hours later, outside the alchemy door.

The Tongshou Taoist stared at the gate and did not say anything.

Wude was polite and respectful to him.

Only Tongshou knew in his heart that this guy was giggling.

The reason why Wude is like this is because his position in the classics was airborne, and he was often concentrated on his own practice, so he was overthrown by people from several departments under him.

It was a helpless move to install Song Lin as the altar warehouse, in order to balance the power of his subordinates.

If all his subordinates form iron barrels, then his dictionary will be completely disgraced.

The Taoist temple is not big, but it is also an institution that controls a population of one million and spans thousands of miles.

I don’t know how many people are staring at this position of the classics. There are countless human relationships and rules in the open and secrets. If you are not careful, you will fall into the pit.

If Song Lin died this time, his face would plummet, and he would probably have to resign in shame and return to the inner sect to practice.

Thinking of this, the bronze head really hopes that a miracle will happen.

Squeak!

At this time, the door was open.

Song Lin walked out, holding two pills emitting white light in his hand.

"Fortunately, I'm not humiliating my fate!"

The Tongshou Taoist's eyes lit up and he grabbed the pill: "Haha, it's still hot, Wude, what do you say now?"

The ghost general next to him nodded. It was indeed just refined. There was only Song Lin in the alchemy room. Who would he be if he wasn't him?

"Impossible!" Wude's face turned green. Others didn't know it, but he knew best, but this bottle of pill was his own.

"I don't believe it...ah!"

Just as Li Xuan was about to speak, the bronze-headed Taoist slapped him and slapped him hard on the wall. His face was swollen like a pig's head.

"There is a place where you talk?" The Tongshou Taoist stared at him coldly, and then looked at Wude, "What? Do you want to cheat too? You just said that there is only Song Lin's breath..."

"Well, maybe I've made a mistake."

Master Wude and his disciples left in shame.

"Thank you, Master Wude!" Song Lin shouted loudly with Wude's bottle of feather pill.

Wude almost tripped by the threshold. After returning, Li Xuan was beaten.

He could not lose some rice if he could steal chickens, so he could only vent his anger.

General Ghost shook his head, then said goodbye to the bronze head and took his people away.

"Okay, I can't tell that you can still refine elixirs." The Tongshou Taoist looked up and down at Song Lin.

Of course, the bronze head knew that the bottle of feather pill was a thing of enlightenment, but he admired Song Lin's wit to respond immediately.

"Yes, I occasionally use some scraps to practice pills, and I have figured out some tricks." Song Lin said with a smile.

He is not afraid of the investigation of the bronze head, and he also has a record of exchange for simple yellow and white art. The other party still needs himself now and will not use extreme means to ask.

When he realized it, Song Lin probably had passed the three gates and entered the inner door.

The inner disciples are taught the generation of the generation, and only Taoist priests of Guanzhu and people from Dugong Academy can make mistakes.

"I'll practice with the pills. Remember, after half a year, I will pass the three levels. I'll write your name on it, so don't waste time."

"What exactly is it to pass the three levels? Is it very dangerous?" Song Lin heard this sentence countless times.

"Let me put it this way, passing the three levels is also called the Netherworld Three levels, with a very high mortality rate, and only two or three people survived the ten people."

The Tongshou Taoist was in a very good mood, shaking his head covered with copper rust, and said in a casual manner:

"This is a conference held in the Meishan Jungle. In addition to Xuanke Temple, there are also all Taoist temples in Meilin County. The first pass is Naihe Bridge. Taoists pass through the Baizhang Paper Bridge by means. Below the paper bridge are sharp blades and poisonous snakes. If they fall, they will die."

"The second level is the Huangquan River, and you must cross the boiling oil and water river. The third level is the sea of ​​fire hell, as the name suggests, to pass through the sea of ​​fire. After passing these three levels, you will be the inner disciple."

After saying that, the Tongshou Taoist rose up in the air, ascended to the clouds, leaving a sentence before leaving.

"By the way, if you have time, go and exchange for a few array talismans. Built underground to prevent evil spirits from invading. Don't be hit again."

"I understand."

After the Tongshou Taoist left, Song Lin felt thoughtful.

I didn’t expect that the so-called three levels were so difficult. Just listening to a few levels of names, you can tell that it was very difficult.

If you are proficient in using the Taiyin world of shape refining, the pass rate should be higher.

Half a year, that is, one hundred and eighty-two days.

The Taiyin world is 182 years. You have to transcend the world within 182 years and obtain the Taoist Dharma or treasures to exchange for causality and effect, so that you can pass the three levels.

Song Lin took the pill and checked around him, confirming that there were no other people's hands and feet.
Chapter completed!
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