"The Hanging Tripod Method."
This is a secret method of alchemy, inherited from Xiao Jian. It divides the world inside the furnace into two layers, and in case of irreversible situations, it can rescue the spiritual herbs in the upper layer from being destroyed.
Second-level spiritual herbs are easy to obtain, but third-level spiritual herbs are extremely rare. No matter how confident Chen Sheng is, he still has to be cautious.
"call……"
The elixir fire boiled, swirling into whirlpools like lotus bases, wrapping up all kinds of spiritual herbs, slowly burning their forms and melting them into pure medicinal liquid.
Some are burned first and some are burned slowly. Some of the spiritual herbs in the world inside the furnace are burned clean and turned into a ball of amber liquid, some of the herbs turn brown and are melted slowly, while the third-order spiritual herbs on the top are still green.
Chen Sheng's mind moved, and the fire rose, finally breaking the suppression of the third-level spiritual grass on the pill fire. Wisps of flames coiled up, like ice melting under the skylight, oozing out strands of crystal substance.
In this way, after one or two hours, Chen Sheng had finished refining all the spiritual herbs.
Inside the furnace, there were dots of light rising and falling, especially the light of the third-level spiritual herbs, which was the most brilliant and stunning.
"I am confident that there is no problem with the pharmacology of Jinxidan, but whether it is true or not depends on this time."
Chen Sheng raised his hand, and part of the second-order spiritual herb under the hanging tripod method flew up and collided with the golden Sutada grass. Wisps of light intertwined, generating a mysterious aura.
He used the same trick again and divided it into four parts. After the golden soda grass, he took the nine-leaf hemp ginseng, the square sky grass and the jade grass as the center, blending the pharmacology and properties of each.
The world inside the furnace was like four suns rising up, with more than two hundred kinds of crystal liquid medicine swirling around them, forming rules.
As time passed, one by one the second-level spiritual herbs dissipated and merged into the third-level spiritual herbs, until only the third-level spiritual herbs were left.
"It's going smoothly so far. It's time to blend the third-level spiritual herbs and condense the precious pill."
Chen Sheng's eyes flickered with light, knowing that the most critical moment had come. Everything was going well, but it also meant that there was no retreat. If it could be done, then it would be done. If not, the third-level spiritual herb that he had carefully protected before would also be reduced to ashes.
“Buzz…”
As his mind moved, the ball of light containing the golden Suta grass collided with the ball of light of the Fangtian grass, like two drops of water touching each other and turning into a larger drop of water.
Through the bright light, one can see strands of golden matter interweaving inside, which is indescribably gorgeous and mysterious.
The fusion of these two parts brought about an even more powerful pull, directly melting the other two third-level spiritual grass light balls.
"call"
This time, it was a little more intense. It seemed as if a gust of wind blew up inside the furnace. The fire was like waves on the water, the rays of light were flying, and the pharmacology was as solid as gold and iron, knocking on the furnace wall.
Chen Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind passed by like water, gently and slowly, guiding the situation towards a peaceful stage.
Facts have proved that this is correct. The turbulence of the heaven and earth in the furnace lasted for a very short time. After it passed, the silhouette of a precious pill had already appeared vaguely.
“Buzz…”
Chen Sheng was certain in his heart that it had succeeded, and he nurtured the precious elixir with a gentle touch. The radiance of the Golden Pill became brighter and brighter, like gold that was forged in a fierce fire, and it could not be concealed.
Finally, it shook slightly and burst out with a terrifying aura, breaking open the furnace cover. Golden light poured into the room like running water, and thick clouds lingered around Chen Sheng.
"call……"
Chen Sheng opened his mouth, and all the strange visions disappeared into his mouth. The fragrance and energy of the elixir were refined into a wisp of golden magic power, which made Jindan happy and he swallowed it in one gulp.
In the dark residence, the golden elixir was in the alchemy furnace, emitting tasseled divine light, round and flawless, as if it was made of molten gold.
"I don't know when I will be able to refine a third-level elixir next time."
Chen Sheng sighed. Third-level spiritual herbs are extremely rare. Perhaps they can only be found in some ancient secret realms or the treasuries of the five major immortal sects.
Gathering all the spiritual herbs needed for a third-level pill recipe requires a huge amount of cost and time, and it cannot be achieved overnight.
“Buzz…”
After saying this, he sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusting his own state and replenishing his magic power and spirit.
When his energy and spirit reached the peak, he took the Golden Pill and swallowed it in one gulp without much hesitation.
The Jinxidan slid down the esophagus and fell into the stomach, making a dull sound, like a piece of heavy metal falling on a tiger skin.
“Boom…”
Chen Sheng's body shook, and the Health Preservation Sutra and the Rixi Shenzhao Body moved at the same time, as if thunder was passing through the sky, and the dark room was blooming with unparalleled bright light.
Spiritual energy from all directions poured down, and in the hazy smoke, his figure became incomparably tall, like a god guarding the underworld, possessing terrifying power.
The abdomen was even more dazzling, and the Jin Xi Dan was like golden paint meeting flowing water, emitting a surging and rich inspiration.
“Clatter…”
There came the sound of flowing rivers in his body. That was the refined magic power flowing through his meridians, surging and unstoppable, and gathering in his dantian.
The flawless golden elixir of Hunyuan trembled slightly, as if breathing, absorbing endless magical power.
The third-level elixir was indeed extraordinary. The overwhelming magic power would not allow the golden elixir to be completely emptied out of the dantian in a single breath.
Chen Sheng was silent and majestic, his aura rising slowly. He was immersed in cultivation and ignored the movements of the outside world.
…
While he was cultivating in peace, the border areas were already in turmoil. The Langya Immortal Sect and the Guangxiu Immortal Sect went to war, destroying a vast area of land, with people dying every day.
The cultivators of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect came out one after another to fight for the sect, with a solemn mood in their hearts.
But Lu Xinghou was excited.
He had been preparing for this day for ten years, ten years of hard training, and countless days and nights of persistence, just to wash away the word "preparation".
Finally, he passed the assessment and joined the 11th team to which Yang Li belonged as he wished, and began his journey.
"No. 2 Street, Qingying Lane, Licheng."
at night.
He arrived at Licheng with a beam of light, and relying on the intelligence he had obtained, he traveled through the streets and alleys and finally locked onto his target.
This is a quiet courtyard with the door closed and darkness inside. Like the other mortal residents, there is no movement.
"clang……"
Lu Xinghou's face was calm. He knocked on the door. The crisp sound broke the silence and spread towards the courtyard.
Soon, a light was lit in a room, and an ordinary-looking prison boss, wearing an outer coat and feeling a little cold from the night wind, walked out huddled up.
"Who is it?"
The slight complaints from his mouth disturbed people's sweet dreams, especially for an old man who didn't get much sleep and had his sleep disturbed. It was even more hateful.
"Don't do it if you don't want others to know."
Lu Xinghou remained unmoved. No matter how well Guan Zhihu disguised himself as a mortal, he was not a mortal after all. He was the murderer who looted Anpingfang and killed dozens of cultivators with ruthless methods. He was identified by the Immortal Sect as a source of destruction and must be eradicated.
"Guan has decided to live in seclusion and practice. How about you and I stop here?"
Even through the door, one could feel Guan Zhihu's sigh. Now he really wanted to live a stable life and didn't want to be involved in fighting and killing.
"Is there such a truth in the world?"
"In that case..."
Behind the door, Guan Zhihu's voice gradually became weaker. If you want to hear it more clearly, you have to move forward a little.
Then……
The wooden door was broken, and a heavy long sword came out, heavy and ferocious. At this time, Guan Zhihu didn't look old at all. He was ferocious and wanted to cut out Lu Xinghou's heart and lungs.
"clang"
This was Lu Xinghou's first time taking action, but the Black Abyss Prison where Dark Blade belonged was a place that held a group of vicious prisoners. From what he had seen and heard, he knew that people's hearts were treacherous, so he was on guard from the beginning.
Amidst the flying wood chips, he half-closed his eyes, his gaze became sharp, and a black sword appeared in his hand, which seemed to blend into the night, appearing everywhere and blocking Guan Zhihu's attack.
"A member of the Immortal Sect? Are you the only one?"
Guan Zhihu did not move closer, but looked around vigilantly, but found that it was quiet and deserted, except for Lu Xinghou.
"I am enough."
Lu Xinghou curled his lips. An Blade had a big job, but it was obvious that Guan Zhihu was just an ordinary guy in the eyes of Yang Li and others. He was just the right person to serve as a training object for the newcomers.
In other words, Guan Zhihu was his whetstone, appetizer, and a means to familiarize himself with the position.
“Hahaha, okay…”
Guan Zhihu laughed loudly, without any anger of being looked down upon. If a master from the Dark Blade came to kill him, he would be in despair.
However, since you are being targeted, you should act quickly and escape as soon as possible.
“Boom…”
He became extremely serious, with a sinister look in his eyes, like the gaze of a night owl in the dark. The magic power in his body circulated, and his figure flashed like an undercurrent surging, with a solemn and dangerous aura.
Under the dim moonlight, he swooped over, his five fingers like claws, shining with the luster of gold and iron, and grabbed towards Lu Xinghou.
"boom"
The sound of breaking through the air was like that of a flying arrow, and because of the dimness and darkness in the vision, it was difficult to guard against.
However, Lu Xinghou captured Guan Zhihu's figure accurately. He straightened his body, ignored the power around him, and used his palm like a heavenly sword to collide with the opponent head-on.
"I have practiced hard for many years and killed countless people. How can a little brat like you be able to deal with me? Today I will teach you a lesson, the last lesson of my life."
Guan Zhihu did not retreat. His figure was like a ghost and a big knife suddenly appeared in his hand. Under the stimulation of magic power, it became heavier, like a guillotine that cuts off the dragon veins.
With one slash of the sword, Lu Xinghou could no longer see Guan Zhihu's figure. All he could see in front of him was the sword, with a heavy and fierce aura, like a ferocious tiger roaring down, killing people and hurting their souls.
The situation was critical, but he was not afraid at all. He faced the danger head-on and said, "Old man, your methods are indeed sophisticated, but how can you know that a mediocre boy suddenly seized the opportunity, dormant for ten years, and wanted to stand out in one day? That was a kind of excitement so strong that it made my heart burst."
ten years.
From a mediocre young man with an unyielding heart to a true Dark Blade monk, he has worked hard and has sufficient resources for cultivation.
If it still doesn’t work after all this, then it’s really useless!
He drew his sword and slashed. The sword in his hand seemed to understand the sword owner's intention. As it slashed through the darkness, it made a sharp whistling sound.
The next moment, the sword energy that filled the world before his eyes shattered, and was replaced by a dark and deep sword light.
"clang"
The two magical weapons collided in the void, sparks flew, and illuminated the darkness.
What followed was an even more ferocious killing. The two men fought back and forth, trying to seize the initiative. Sometimes a magic spell would suddenly appear, which was really dangerous.
After dozens of moves, they finally separated.
"Really? But you can't yet."
Guan Zhihu breathed slightly. Lu Xinghou's methods were not very sophisticated, but he had a solid foundation, a firm mind, and a natural ferocity in his swordsmanship. He was surprisingly difficult to deal with.
Of course, he would never tell the truth even if he was beaten to death. Instead, he belittled his opponent and attacked his mentality.
"Whether it works or not is not for you to judge. I have to say it myself."
Lu Xinghou let out a long roar. Killing Guan Zhihu was not a task, but a new starting point in his life. He would become stronger step by step by stepping on their corpses.
Like his predecessors, he is not afraid of killing, lurks in the darkness, takes on everything, and obtains glory and power.
With this thought in mind, his momentum became even stronger, without any sign of weakness after a fierce battle.
He swooped down on the ground, the sword's tip chasing the moon.
Lu Xinghou was like a seagull flapping in the storm, brave and unyielding. The black sword in his hand cut through the void and hid in the night, as if he had disappeared.
"puff"
Guan Zhihu was overwhelmed by this momentum and lost his alertness. He was cut on the shoulder by the sword and blood gushed out.
"kill"
After wounding the enemy with one sword, Lu Xinghou's morale increased, and his sword moves became more and more ferocious, like a sharpened sword, revealing a hint of unstoppable power.
Guan Zhihu parried with his knife and avoided the sword, but Lu Xinghou changed the sword's momentum and swung it horizontally, like a ruler hitting the air, producing a rumbling sound of thunder.
He was hit in the chest and completely lost the chance of winning. A cold sword energy entered his body, like a river that broke through a riverbed, destroying most of his meridians. His hands and feet immediately became cold and he staggered to the ground.
"I won after all."
Lu Xinghou walked over with a sword in hand, his eyes were cold, but also contained a hint of excitement.
"We fought to the death just for cultivation resources. If you let me go, I will reward you handsomely."
Guan Zhihu was covered in dust and looked extremely embarrassed. He knew that he could not turn the situation around, so he had to lure the enemy with a profit and buy his life.
He was confident that the cultivation resources looted from Anpingfang were extremely abundant. It would take hundreds of years to accumulate them through normal means, and no one could refuse them.
He even prepared the wording for Lu Xinghou, which was enough to handle the task.
"I am a member of the eleventh team of the Dark Blade of the Black Abyss Prison."
Lu Xinghou said simply.
His voice was filled with pride. After ten years, he understood a truth: as a Dark Blade monk, his future was bright and brilliant. There was no need to resort to petty tricks. As long as he held the sword and moved forward, everything would be his.
"What?"
Obviously, Guan Zhihu couldn't understand.
He didn't need to understand. Lu Xinghou made a move indifferently, and a head rolled to the ground, blood gushing out.
In the silent night, a howling sound was heard, as if explaining something.
"If you disturb the order of the Immortal Sect, you shall be killed!"
(End of this chapter)
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