Chapter 141 Refining the Foundation Building Pill
There was still no response from the main peak, Shenhu Peak.
The two Jindan realms that were being tested completely lost their patience. The silver-armored corpse standing on the Tianming Peak roared, kicked the ground with both feet, and rushed towards the Shenhu Peak, the center of the Immortal Gate, with a lot of murderous energy.
"stop!!"
On Shenhu Peak, the master of the first main peak flew up and used his foundation-building magical power to the fullest. He formed a circle of lightning net in front of him, trying to block the flying silver-armored corpse. However, compared with the Jindan stage, the gap between the two was too big. The foundation-building magical power fell on the silver-armored corpse, but it couldn't even break the defense. The lightning net was directly ignored by the silver-armored corpse.
"Get out of the way, youngster."
The leader of the Corpse-Raising Sect in mid-air raised his hand and waved.
The evil storm swept over and blew away the cultivators from Shenhu Peak who were blocking the road. The same happened to the master of Foundation Establishment Peak. A group of cultivators turned into rolling gourds and were knocked unconscious.
The gap is too big.
The silver-armored corpse rushed forward and came to the innermost cave of Shenhu Peak. This is the forbidden area of Shenhu Xianmen, and it is also the place where the ancestor of the Xianmen is in seclusion.
Looking at the huge stone gate in front of him, the silver-armored corpse didn't hesitate at all, and rushed towards it with boundless murderous aura.
Buzz!
A layer of prohibition lit up, and golden threads emerged from the ground and the surrounding walls, blocking the impact of the silver-armored corpse. The power spread, trapping the silver-armored corpse in the middle.
"It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning."
The leader of the Nine Poison Valley who followed closely chuckled, and then he raised his hand. A circle of light spiritual power passed through his palm, leaving a circle of ripples in the air.
All the restrictions on the ground that blocked the silver-armored corpse were completely wiped out by his move. The silver-armored corpse, no longer restrained, roared and crashed into the stone gate again. All the monks from Shenhu Peak behind him saw this scene and showed angry expressions.
But in the face of absolute strength, no one cares about this kind of anger.
"well"
A sigh came from the secret room.
An invisible force spread out from inside, and the silver-armored corpse's momentum was immediately blocked. The power belonging to the third Jindan cultivator spread out from the cave.
The silver-armored corpse roared and screamed angrily, but no matter how he struggled, he could not get free. A circle of invisible magic power condensed into a hand and pressed him into the ground.
Click, click, click.
The stone door opened and an old figure walked out.
"My two Taoist friends, how are you?"
As the people inside walked out, the tense atmosphere suddenly eased, and all the disciples of Shenhu Xianmen showed excitement on their faces.
The cultivators from the two sects who came to besiege the Shenhu Immortal Gate showed ugly expressions.
The leader of the Shenhu Immortal Sect is still alive!
The old man hadn't appeared in nearly 70 years, and everyone thought he was dead. But he showed up at the last minute, and with his appearance, the battle between the three sects was officially declared over.
"Seeing that fellow Taoist is still alive, this old zombie and I feel much more relieved." The Lord of the Nine Poison Valley narrowed his eyes and a ray of spiritual power was released from his fingertips.
But this force was easily dissipated after it got close to the opponent's body.
The leader of the Corpse Cultivation Sect was also in a state of uncertainty. He controlled the silver-armored corpse to break free from the soil and fly out, landing beside him. He looked at the leader of the Immortal Sect with his eyes. The two sects had been planning for so long, and they had tried countless times in the middle, but in the end, they failed.
After all the trouble, I didn't get any benefits.
This old guy is as tolerant as ever. He refuses to come out even though his power has been eroded to such an extent.
"You are really patient."
The leader of the Corpse-Raising Sect reached out and wiped off the restriction on the silver-armored corpse, and said something in a cold voice.
"For us, the sect is nothing more than a tool to earn resources for cultivation." The leader of the Immortal Sect replied indifferently.
"This sentence really sounds like what you said."
The Lord of the Nine Poison Valley sneered.
"We have been friends for hundreds of years. I am sorry to disappoint you two."
The Immortal Sect's leader's expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of anger.
The power of the Jindan cultivator spread out from the cave, and immediately enveloped the entire Shenhu Peak. Within the mountain, all the auras that did not belong to the Shenhu Immortal Sect were expelled. Elder Ke and Su Tianyao of the Beast Taming Peak, who were standing at the outermost edge, had their faces changed drastically, and without any hesitation, they turned around and ran.
"They are all the best in our sect, how can they just leave like this?"
The leader of the Shenhu Xianmen raised his hand and gently scooped towards the distance. An invisible wave spread out, and an unclear magical vein spread to the periphery. The two people who were fleeing showed terrified expressions on their faces.
"Master, spare my life!!"
"Valley Master, save me."
After two shrill screams, the two people who were fleeing were squeezed by this force, becoming smaller and smaller, until they were finally turned into the size of dust and were caught in the hands of the leader of the Immortal Sect.
"I'm going to keep them both here. Do you have any objections?"
After doing all this, the leader of the Immortal Sect put his hands behind his back with a smile on his face.
"It's just an ant. As long as you are happy, that's all."
The Lord of the Nine Poison Valley took a look and a flash of fear flashed across his eyes.
He didn't understand the move just now. The same is true for the leader of the Corpse Cultivation Sect. The leader of the Immortal Sect has become even more unfathomable after coming out of retreat. Without absolute certainty, they don't have many options left.
"Since you are alright, I am relieved. I will come to discuss Dao with you another day."
The Nine Poison Valley Master turned around and disappeared into the sky as a cloud of insects. On the other side, the Corpse Cultivation Sect Master also flew back to the coffin and turned into a black cloud and left.
A great war ended in such a whimper.
The powerful return of the leader of the Xianmen Sect tells the world that the Xianmen Sect is still the same Xianmen Sect.
Wood Mountain Castle.
In the secret room, Chen Luo sat cross-legged with the Foundation Establishment Pill placed right within his reach.
He was considering whether to take the risk and break through.
Sensing the external brain in the body, all the brains became active at this moment.
'The success rate of foundation building is 70%.'
'The success rate of foundation building is 90%.'
'60% success rate of foundation building'
All the external brains in the Qi training realm gave feedback, and each brain made a judgment on Chen Luo's success rate in breaking through the barrier and building the foundation from its own perspective.
Chen Luo himself thinks so too.
After going through so much, with a hundred little spiritual snakes in his body, and having learned the foundation-building technique 'Heart Demon Sutra' early on, as well as foundation-building pills and so many external brains to help, there is almost no possibility of failure.
According to Chen Luo's own judgment, the possibility of success in building the foundation this time is at least nine layers! The remaining layer was caused by an unexpected sudden incident, and the curse in the body was revived.
So he called upon the brains of the eight foundation-building monks again, wanting to see what the result would be from the perspective of foundation-building.
"The success rate of foundation building is 70%, and the possibility of forming a pill is 40%. "
"The success rate of building the foundation is 80%, and the possibility of forming the elixir is 35%. "
"The success rate of foundation building is 60%, and the possibility of forming a pill is 10%. "
The eight foundation-building cultivators also gave feedback from their own perspectives. As foundation-building cultivators, they could see farther than the cultivators in the Qi training stage. The cultivators in the Qi training stage could only see the foundation-building stage, while the foundation-building stage would also think about the problem of forming the elixir while considering the advancement to the foundation-building stage.
This is the gap brought about by different levels.
Different people will give different answers to the same question.
Primary school students think about basic knowledge, care about scores, and use their own knowledge to solve problems. But college students may think about the meaning of the problem, and use different methods to solve the problem than primary school students. If researchers at a higher level look at it, the method of solving the problem will be different, and the aspects of thinking will go beyond the imagination of the previous two, and the results will be completely different.
"Why is the success rate of forming a pill so low? Could it be that this curse will leave me with some hidden dangers?"
Chen Luo put down the pill in his hand, and his expression changed. He tried to call the mummy's brain again, and this time the mummy's brain was very considerate and gave feedback quickly.
'The success rate of foundation building is seven, the possibility of forming a pill is four, and the success rate of forming an infant is zero.'
Condensed baby?
none?
Chen Luo immediately put away the Foundation Establishment Pill in his hand, stood up and started to boil the Black Dragon Beard Juice.
Isn't it just an evil curse? Just endure it!
It’s no big deal.
Anyway, he knows how to solve it.
Half a month later.
Three auras cut through the sky and directly broke into the courtyard where Chen Luo was in seclusion. Inside the courtyard, Chen Luo, who was boiling black dragon beard juice, stopped and looked at the person who fell.
The people who came were none other than the old ghost mummy and Wang Tianji, who had joined him in breaking into Guoshan County.
In half a month, the injuries of the three men were all healed. Especially Wang Tianji, the fat that had disappeared grew back and he became plump again.
"Master Chen."
"Brother Chen"
Wang Tianji and Lu Zhaotian greeted Chen Luo one after another. They came here to ask for help, so they naturally had the best attitude. As for the old mummy ghost at the back, his face was gloomy. In addition to recovering his cultivation, he spent most of his energy on solving the problem of the "evil spirit possessed". It was a pity that the evil spirit was too powerful for them, the immortal cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm. After half a month of tossing and turning, they did not gain anything, but wasted a lot of resources.
Wang Tianji and Lu Zhaotian had no idea about the 'evil spirit possession', especially Wang Tianji.
As his fat body recovered, the evil aura on him became more and more obvious. The strange thing was that he himself was completely unaware of this power.
'You will die soon.'
Chen Luo remembered the evaluation of the mummy's brain.
"We came here this time to ask Master Chen to help us refine the foundation-building pill."
The two of them didn't exchange any pleasantries and just came up and handed over all the prepared things.
Two storage pockets.
Chen Luo took it and took a look.
He found that the storage bag was filled with spiritual stones, at least three thousand in number, and other spiritual materials and treasures were not included. The same was true for Lu Zhaotian. In addition to the spiritual stones, he also had two magic swords, which looked of good quality and much better than Chen Luo's new magic sword.
"I can already sense your sincerity."
Chen Luo put away the storage bag with a smile on his face, and the smile on his face looked more sincere.
"Please make one for me too."
The mummy ghost behind him also handed over the prepared supplies. In addition to the things he gave to Chen Luo for the first time, there were also many spiritual materials and spiritual stones behind him. These were his accumulation over decades.
No matter what the result is, the Foundation Establishment Pill must be refined.
"no problem."
Chen Luo collected the storage bags of the three people and took them to the alchemy room in the back.
After the first experience, refining the Foundation Establishment Pill became much easier. Chen Luo started the fire and the furnace, threw all the medicinal materials prepared by the three people into it, and refined three pills together.
Save time and effort!
Lu Zhaotian and the other three did not understand the art of alchemy and thought that this was how elixirs were made.
As the pills melted, the three pills merged into one pill in the furnace. Then the furnace turned, the lid opened automatically, and the fragrance of medicine emanated from the furnace.
The three refined pills flew out directly and landed on the table on the side.
Although there are no Dan patterns, it is still considered top-grade.
“Foundation Building Pill!!”
When they saw the Foundation Establishment Pill, the three of them became excited.
For independent cultivators like them, the Foundation Establishment Pill is a chance to change their destiny. Isn't it just for this pill that they take such a big risk?
(End of this chapter)
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