There are thousand-year-old spiritual objects of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, ninety-nine and eighty-one kinds of spiritual medicines that are five hundred years old, and ten-thousand-year-old holy medicines.
After Li Changsheng checked all the materials, he stepped slightly onto the ground and stepped out to a height of ten thousand feet. The ground was no longer visible under his feet, only layers of thick clouds, and a strong wind that could cut a person in half was howling.
These strong winds could not hurt him at all, but they were somewhat noisy.
"Be quiet."
He pressed his right hand gently, and the whistling gale subsided, so he could concentrate on preparing to make the elixir. Although Li Changsheng himself did not need to use elixirs to assist in his practice, alchemy was one of the four arts of practice, and it was very mysterious in itself, so he would not let it go.
He knows a little bit about alchemy. He can't be said to be the best in the world, but he is at least the second best.
The so-called alchemy is to combine various spiritual medicines to achieve a certain effect, among which healing and assisting cultivation are the two main focuses. The Heaven-stealing Creation Pill is feared by both, but it does not belong to either. The ability to change fate against the will of heaven is not allowed by heaven and earth.
According to ancient books, the Heaven-struck Creation Pill only appeared in the ancient times. It is more like a legend, an elixir of immortality in secular legends.
Li Changsheng's intuition told him that it existed, but the conditions were too harsh, and the materials alone were beyond the reach of others. Even if all the materials were gathered, it might not be possible to make it. He had a premonition that when the elixir was made, an immeasurable heavenly calamity would befall.
Since ancient times, everyone has been avoiding heavenly calamities. The heavenly calamity brought about by the Creation Pill can kill a god.
He just wanted to try to see how far the pill tribulation could reach? Now that the Demon Abyss could no longer bring him pressure, he wanted to know how far he had come. Cultivation requires comparison, but now there is no one in the world who can serve as a reference for him.
"Ancient books record that someone with great supernatural powers used the heaven and earth as a furnace and the sun as fire."
Li Changsheng's breaths seemed to flow like wind and clouds, and his eyes sparkled with intelligence.
With a raise of his hand, half the sky turned into a sea of fire. The flames danced as if they had life, attracting the blazing sun above.
The Fire Spirit Sect's magical power is extremely unique in controlling fire. When practiced, it can control all the fires in the world, but when practiced to the highest level, it turns into communicating with it. The former is to suppress, to control with force, and to control with words.
Unfortunately, no one has reached this state in thousands of years, not even the founder of the Fire Spirit Sect. Because he was not the founder, the Fire Spirit supernatural power was obtained from ancient inheritance, and the founder is unknown today.
Li Changsheng clenched his right hand lightly, and the flames that burned half the sky gathered and condensed into a small sun as big as a human head in the air. Billions of rays of light descended upon the heaven and earth, the temperature of the earth began to rise, and clear springs flowed out of the snow-capped mountains that had not melted for thousands of years.
All living beings in heaven and earth could look up and see two suns in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the ten thousand year old holy medicine flew into the sun, followed by thousand year old spiritual objects such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and ninety-nine and eighty-one spiritual medicines that were more than 500 years old.
Gather all the spiritual things in the world and seize the creation of heaven and earth.
The daylight lasted for three days and three nights, and finally, accompanied by a deafening thunder, the second sun disappeared.
Everything returned to calm, but the cultivators did not feel calm, only an inexplicable irritation. There were intermittent disturbances between heaven and earth, and at this time, the cultivators felt a fire rising from the bottom of their hearts.
Three days later, people woke up from their beds, but did not hear the crowing of roosters. It was pitch black outside and they could not see their hands in front of them.
No one in the cultivation world was practicing today. The trembling of heaven and earth made it impossible for them to enter into meditation. Countless people came out of their caves and cast their eyes towards the sky. Although many people did not have the cultivation to spy on the changes in heaven and earth, they could guess from the sound of the boat changing heaven and earth a few days ago that the immortal who was feared by the world was going to pass the tribulation.
It was the first time they saw a thunder catastrophe that affected the entire world.
Not only the human race's territory, but countless powerful people from all over the world are paying attention to the sky.
The Moon Palace is made of white jade and is magnificent.
Inside the palace, lying on the bed, Fairy Taiyin looked haggard and exuded a faint aura of death. Even a mortal could see that she was terminally ill.
But even so, it did not diminish her beauty, but added a bit of fragility, making people want to protect her. Fairy Taiyin was the best in the world in terms of being able to charm with just her appearance.
Her eyes were closed, her breathing was steady, and she was in a dream.
Fairy Taiyin no longer has the energy to stay awake, and only sleep can allow her to live longer, until the immortal suppresses the Demon Abyss and comes to see her.
If it were in the past, she would have cried bitterly and begged the immortal to save her. Dignity and modesty were not important in front of life. She would do anything to survive, otherwise she would not have come to the human world to live in misery.
But now she just wanted to avoid causing trouble for the Immortal, that's all.
In her dream, Fairy Taiyin vaguely heard a familiar voice.
"How is she?"
"A Yuanying-stage alchemy master came to see me and said that the Palace Master is beyond medical help. His injuries have suddenly worsened in the past few days and I'm afraid he won't live beyond the next year."
Myoki was crying again.
Fairy Taiyin recognized Miaomu's voice. She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be frozen in place.
The next second, her cheeks felt warm, and a warm current flowed into her body, dispelling the cold. Since her failure in overcoming the tribulation, she felt warmth again.
The Taiyin Fairy's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes, revealing an ordinary face.
He was as calm as ever, not worried or crying like the others who visited him.
"My Lord." Fairy Taiyin smiled slightly, a very happy but also very haggard smile. She glanced at the hand that was caressing her cheek, and could not help but rub her palm, saying, "My Lord's hand is so warm."
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