Rumble——

When the soul stone rotates, it seems that a strong pressure is rolling. There is a kind of heart piercing pain, which comes from the soul.

However, Wu Yuan is concentrating at the moment. After previous training, his soul power has reached a higher level, so he is slowly adapting to the rolling of the soul stone.

His face was ferocious at first, then slowly calmed down. Finally, he could sit under the soul stone calmly. No matter how the soul stone turned or crushed the soul, Wu Yuan still remained unchanged and looked calm.

"Good..."

Jin Buhuan was on the spirit boat and nodded slightly. He also recognized Wu Yuan's progress. Obviously, Wu Yuan made great progress in just a few hours.

One hour, two hours, until three hours passed, Jin didn't change his sleeve robe. The soul stone suspended on Wu Yuan's head was waved by him and fell in the palm of his hand. When the soul stone was taken away, Wu Yuan's soul power seemed to have been suppressed for a long time. At this moment, it finally broke out.

Boom——

A soul force surged around like a wave, causing a violent explosion on the lake. That majestic soul power has increased at least four times!

"So powerful..."

Even Wu Yuan was slightly absent-minded and incredible, because his soul power progress was too great. According to normal cultivation, he needed at least a few years, and these years were reached by him in a few hours. This speed is incredible!

"Brother, grind it for me again to promote me to the soul of the Empire."

Wu Yuan couldn't wait and hurriedly said.

"It's enough. The effect of the soul stone on you has reached the limit these days. Next, its influence on you will be smaller and smaller, because you have gradually adapted to this pressure and can reach the power in the middle and late stage of the heaven. It's a very great progress. You're satisfied."

Jin Bu changed his eyes and replied. After hearing Jin Buhuan's words, Wu Yuan couldn't help showing some disappointment. He also wanted to use the power of the soul stone to continuously improve the soul power. Unexpectedly, the function of the soul stone was also limited.

"This blood pool contains a strong fire attribute essence, give you three hours of practice, consolidate your own repair."

After that, Jin Buhuan sat on the spirit boat, his eyes closed slightly, and he didn't pay any attention to it. He continued to practice. Wu Yuan nodded, then turned the skill to absorb power.

During these three hours, both of them were absorbed in cultivating their fighting spirit.

Jin Buhuan's body is like a huge black hole. Under the traction, the surrounding energy flows into its body. However, after Jin entered Dousheng, Jin Buhuan's body was like a small world, and the capacity of Douqi reached an unlimited state.

Now, with his cultivation, even if he swallowed the fighting spirit of a thousand miles into his body, he would not make any progress. Because for Dou Sheng, it is no longer useful to practice only by absorbing the fighting spirit of heaven and earth.

However, the so-called dripping water wears away the stone, so the main purpose of Jin Buhuan's practice is to consolidate the traces and consolidate the accomplishments.

Three hours passed in a flash, and soon both opened their eyes.

"It seems that progress is not small..."

Jin Bu changed and nodded. Wu Yuan's strength has reached nine star douzong!

The nine star douzong, together with the soul power in the middle and late stage of heaven, has the qualification to refine eight pills. Of course, if you can promote douzun, you will be more confident. Unfortunately, Wu Yuan is stuck on the nine star douzong.

"Brother, can I refine eight pills?"

Wu Yuan ran over, obviously very satisfied with his progress.

"Sloppy, barely qualified."

Jin Buhuan nodded, but he didn't give much recognition, because he was a nine grade alchemist and a fighting saint. He could only reach the passing line if he could cultivate such Wu Yuan. If he were a disciple with higher talent, I'm afraid he would have made rapid progress at the moment.

"Then... Is there any eight product Dan Fang?"

Wu Yuan licked his mouth and his eyes were hot. The highest level Pill on his body was only seven grade low-level pills. Where was the eight grade pill.

"Yes, in that case, you can practice from the simplest eight pill."

After that, Jin did not change his hand. A light yellow scroll sent out an ancient smell, suspended and fell in the palm of Wu Yuan. Wu Yuan couldn't wait to open the scroll. A burst of light came out. There were three handwriting on the top of the scroll, the first Dan.

"Yishi Dan?"

Holding the scroll, Wu Yuan showed his interest. A closer look showed that there were 180 pills on the pills. This is very rare for an eight pill, because an ordinary pill requires at least 200 herbs. It can be said that this first pill intervened between the seven pills and the eight pills, although it entered the eight pills, But it can only be regarded as eight grades. Therefore, such a pill is suitable for Wu Yuan to get started.

"OK, just refine this one!"

After that, Wu Yuan quickly took the fire and started to practice this first pill.

However, although he was promoted to the seventh grade senior alchemist, the difficulty of this first pill was not low for him. According to Jin Buhuan's estimation, it only takes him a few days to successfully refine this pill.

On the spirit boat, Wu Yuan was absorbed. From time to time, there was a sound of frying the furnace behind him, followed by some swearing. It can be seen that Wu Yuan failed countless times to refine this first pill.

Hoo Hoo ~

Jin Buchang stood in the bow of the boat. With a wave of his sleeve and robe, the spirit boat under his feet rumbled and vibrated. Then, like a paper crane, it quickly flew to the distance. As for its goal, it is located in the wind and thunder Pavilion!

……

A few hours later, a silver mountain appeared not far away. Strangely, there was a black cloud on the top of the sky of the mountain. The cloud flashed and thundered, and terrible thunder shook and tore the sky.

The power of lightning seems to be pulled to the bottom, that is, the mountain. Jin did not change his eyes. There were ancient temples on the mountains, and the source of mountain power was the thunder and lightning on the sky.

"Here we are. This is Fenglei mountain."

Jin didn't change his excitement. He raised his eyes and looked at the mountains wrapped by thunder clouds, with a look of surprise. Countless lightning converged, making the mountains silver.

"There are four douzuns. It seems that today's Fenglei mountain is very lively. It brings together fengzun, Lei Zun, huangquan Zun and wanjian Zun..."