There are mountains with misty clouds and no end in sight. Some peaks, like giant pillars, pierce into the clouds. This scene is not like a mortal world, but like a fairyland.
A figure came from a distance, landed on a mountain, and walked quickly to the simple and grand palace not far away.
"Elder martial brother Lin! Are you back?"
In front of the gate of the palace, several guarding disciples were excited and delighted to see the visitors, as if they had seen the fans of idols.
"Idiot! Elder martial brother Lin already exists in the Taoist realm. He is the elder of Taichu holy mountain. He should be called elder Lin!"
"Yes, yes! Elder Lin!"
"Elder, did you find the trace of Jiuyou tianluan when you went to heiyuan forest this time?"
"Nonsense! If you don't find it, how can the elder come back?"
……
After six sessions, Lin Chen once again won the first place in the "tianque battle" for Taichu holy mountain. Now he is an idol in the hearts of all Taichu holy mountain disciples and a target to pursue.
Lin Chen simply dealt with the over enthusiastic disciples, then stepped into the palace and soon came to a room in front of the door.
He did not hide his breath. As soon as he came to the door, the door opened automatically.
In the room, there are yemenghuang lying on the bed like a sleeping beauty, and Tianfei and Mo Lao standing aside.
Lin Chen nodded to the imperial concubine, looked at Mo Lao, and said, "Mo Lao, I'm sorry to trouble you. How is Meng Huang doing?"
"Every day I try to use my strength to strengthen the vitality in her body. However, even so, her vitality is disappearing at a slow rate. At this rate, she still has three months to live at most."
Mo Lao sighed and said.
Lin Chen looks at ye menghuang.
At this time, ye menghuang, covered with a thick layer of frost, fell into a deep sleep. Her eyebrows were still frowning, as if she was suffering from unimaginable pain. The heavenly imperial concubine could not bear to say, "that martial art is so vicious. When she was sober, she was almost tortured crazy. She even begged me to kill her a few days ago. I told her that you were trying your best to save her. If she died
If so, you will be very sad, so she gritted her teeth and continued to endure. "
When she thought of Ye menghuang's struggling appearance, she felt cold all over.
The terrifying feature of the martial art "cold Yin green poison palm" lies not in killing people, but in the pain before death.
That kind of pain is enough to make people with iron will kneel down and beg for mercy.
Yemenghuang, however, gnawed her teeth and endured for Lin Chen.
Lin Chen sat beside the bed, touching ye menghuang's cold face with his fingers. The cold air was like a needle. From ye menghuang's skin to Lin Chen's fingers, Lin Chen looked very calm and said, "Yin Yang cult! I will settle this account."
His voice was so cold and angry.
"Lin Chen, do you have any news about Jiuyou tianluan? If you have any news, tell me, and I will deal with Jiuyou tianluan."
Mo Lao opened his mouth. He guessed that Lin Chen might have the news of Jiuyou tianluan when he came back at this time.
Lin Chen nodded: "I've got the blood of Jiuyou tianluan. Just leave the rest to me. I'll trouble you both during this time."
Old Mo was stunned. Lin Chen had already got the blood of Jiuyou tianluan by himself?
He looked at Lin Chen in surprise. He didn't say much at once. After explaining what he had to do, he went to find him and left the room.
"Imperial concubine, stay here and help me guard the God prison tower."
When Lin Chen finished, he picked yemenghuang up from the bed and immediately disappeared into a streamer, leaving only a dark tower on the bed.
"Shenxue pill" is a special pill. It has no grade and will not attract Tianlei. It extracts the essence from the blood of Jiuyou tianluan, and then complements it with several materials to make the energy mild and suitable for human absorption.
Ling'er has told Lin Chen about the refining method. It is not difficult for Lin Chen.
"Divine blood pill" is no less precious than the holy pill in the seven grade Taoist realm. Its refining method is not difficult, but it is extremely difficult to obtain refining materials.
Not to mention the blood of a divine beast at least at the immortal level, even if it was the blood of Jiuyou tianluan, Lin Chen would never have gotten it if it hadn't been for Wei Yichen.
Under normal circumstances, even if Jiuyou tianluan chooses to explode himself and burn himself to ashes, he will not let others get his own blood.
The fourth floor of the divine prison tower!
Shua!
The Tianmo cauldron flew out of Lin Chen's space ring and floated in front of him. Lin Chen's finger bounced, and a dark flame with a thick thumb fell into the Tianmo cauldron and burst into flames.
The jade bottle containing the blood of Jiuyou tianluan flew to the top of the Tianmo tripod and fell down. The golden blood flowed down like a river and was wrapped by black flames.
At the same time, several auxiliary materials that Lin Chen had already prepared flew out of the space ring.
Although this alchemy was not too difficult, Lin Chen was so absorbed that he did not dare to be careless.
After about half an hour, Lin Chen grasped the black flame in the Tianmo cauldron with his right palm. When it returned to him, only a golden pill was left, which slowly turned in the Tianmo cauldron.
The pill gave off a lively and hot breath, with a trace of amazing pressure, which made Lin Chen feel a palpitation. It was the pressure of the nine Youshen Huang.
"Yes!"
At this time, Lin Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief. With one hand, he grabbed the "divine blood pill" in the air, and with the other hand, he helped ye menghuang up and fed her the "divine blood pill".
As soon as the "divine blood pill" entered ye menghuang's mouth, it turned into a golden liquid and flowed into her throat.
Next second.
The temperature of yemenghuang's body began to rise, the frost on her body melted, and her frown slowly eased.
Seeing this, Lin Chen was very happy: "this divine blood pill can really remove the Yin Qi that the godmother of Yin Yang cult has entered menghuang's body. It's great!"
"Hey! What do you mean, you doubted what I said before?" Ling'er muttered with some dissatisfaction and started to ring.
Lin Chen smiled awkwardly and didn't answer.
It's not that he doesn't believe in ling'er. It's just that ye menghuang is too important to him. He is deeply afraid of an accident.
Soon, Lin Chen found something wrong.
The frost on yemenghuang's body melted, but her body temperature was still rising. In the blink of an eye, her body was as hot as a stove, a pretty face, and even more like a hot iron.
Yemenghuang frowned again and let out a painful groan! "What's going on?" Lin Chen's face changed and hurriedly asked ling'er.