Chapter 1251

"You are here to practice the fire god thunder. I can use this underground aura to deepen my cultivation." Ziqianmo also agreed.

That's it.

In the next three days, they did not step out of the middle of the continent.

At first, Mo Yan could only fuse the long whip shaped God thunder of fire according to the shape of thunder and lightning. Now, he can skillfully round the real fire of God thunder into a ball, and he can drive it out effortlessly.

With his ability now, he can refine the essence and dye frost maple red.

It's today.

Mo Yan got a pure red maple plant dyed with frost, and ziqianmo also took out a high-quality medicine refining cauldron from his storage bag.

This is the most advanced cauldron that Lingqi gave them. It's even more powerful than the cauldron that was sold to Longyang before, which can forcibly improve the level of refining pills.

This refining cauldron furnace can purify not only herbs but also flame.

For example, Mo Yan's God thunder and real fire are mixed with three parts of thunder and seven parts of real fire.

Among the three points of thunder power, there are two points of sky thunder power and one point of mine power.

The power of mines is inferior to the power of thunder. It is not pure thunder power.

If Mo Yan uses shenlei real fire to refine medicine with this cauldron furnace, he can filter out the power of thunder, and increase the success rate of refining.

Ziqianmo took out several auxiliary herbs and handed them to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan took it one by one, in order to integrate the essence of dye frost maple red, throw the herbs into the cauldron furnace, use the God of fire thunder, and start to refine.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Five hours

Mo Yan firepower fully open, however, strange is, refining medicine cauldron furnace still did not respond.

What's going on?

Mo Yan's forehead, Qinchu a layer of fine sweat.

Sure enough, it deserves to be the essence of dyeing frost maple red, which is the natural material and local treasure of this sector. When it comes to refining, it is also very difficult.

Fortunately, his cultivation is deep enough to provide spiritual power continuously. He doesn't have to worry that his spiritual power will dry up and lead to failure when he is refining medicine.

Time goes on, minute by minute.

Eight hours.

Nine hours.

Ten hours!

Mo Yan still insists.

For such a long time, even red flame has been unable to sit.

However, he didn't dare to disturb Mo Yan's progress, so he had to be careful and came to ziqianmo and said in a soft voice, "Your Royal Highness, what's the matter? Why does the minister feel that the essence of the plant dyed frost maple red, as if... Has not been refined? "

Ziqianmo's eyes, closely staring at Moyan, pondering.

This is not the illusion of dragon's red flame. It took Mo Yan ten hours, and he didn't refine the essence.

However, there was no problem with his refining technique, the heat, or even the use of cultivation as a catalyst.

Which link went wrong?

Ziqianmo himself did not find the problem, can only wait quietly.

Repeat the same thing all the time, and the time will be very long.

Twelve hours passed.

Thirteen hours passed.

Twenty hours have passed.

Mo Yan never felt that time was hard like now.

His face was very pale, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping.