If there is no Ouyang Zhenghuan's Five Elements Pill Theory, Ye Lingtian must not be able to find the reason why the promotion pill can be promoted.
If you don't have so much experience in alchemy, it is impossible to find the only clue from the grotesque illusion.
Of course, if you don't have the ability to reverse time, it's all versatile.
The raw materials for refining the blessing-like pills gradually took shape.
When Ye Lingtian finalized the relevant immortal grass and elixir, the gleaming golden stele in Xinhai changed.
Soul Pill: Tianyuan Grass, Dijiuhua, Youshui Flaming Fruit...
The treasures of heaven and earth appear on the body of the stele.
With the magic knife facing the body of the stele, with a gratified smile on the corner of his mouth, Ye Lingtian created history and enriched the Nine Heavens Xuanxuan Jue.
"I'm convinced. Refining the Nine Immortals Cultivation Pill and counting the entire world of immortal arts. You are probably the only one who can do this."
Ye Lingtian thought for a long time, and said worriedly: "The material for refining the soul pill has been found, but the problem is that it is not easy to refine the soul pill."
The magic knife is a little confused: "Don't tell me that with your current strength, you can't refine these heaven and earth treasures."
Ye Lingtian frowned and said, "It's not difficult to refine these treasures of heaven and earth into liquid medicine, and it's even not difficult to make pills."
"Then what's so difficult?" Mo Dao looked at Ye Lingtian's face and felt something was wrong.
"What I'm worried about is that I can't easily resist the thunder." Ye Lingtian thought of the ancient legend, and said firmly: "You can't refine it one furnace at a time, as much as you can refine!"
The magic knife smiled unnaturally: "You have to think clearly, with your immortal power, it is not a problem to refine one furnace of heaven and earth treasures, but it is not easy to say five furnaces."
Ye Lingtian shrugged his shoulders: "That can't be helped, I have to consider the worst possibility."
"If you can't resist the thunder, it's hard to say that the treasure of heaven and earth will be destroyed. The wrath of heaven and earth will become more and more powerful in the future. It's better to put all your eggs in one basket."
The magic knife understands Ye Lingtian's mood, and refining soul pills, these immortal grasses and elixir are accumulated over the years by the top sects in the world of immortality, and they are 100% non-renewable creatures.
When Ye Lingtian reported these treasures of heaven and earth to Zi Mochou, Wen Peng, who showed up with a generous attitude, also shuddered several times.
Tianyuancao has not shown up for thousands of years, and Ye Lingtian wants ten plants, which is an out-and-out lion's mouth.
When Zi Mochou saw the pills handed over by Ye Lingtian, she knew that Ye Lingtian had found a way to refine and strengthen the pills, so she ordered Wen Peng to die without hesitation.
Even if the entire Immortal Alliance turned the secret storehouse upside down, it still had to satisfy the supply of Hanyan Mountain.
It was also the moment when Zi Mochou gave the order, and Wen Peng shot over with suspicious eyes.
Undoubtedly, Wen Peng became suspicious of Zi Mochou, and also vaguely felt that Hanyan Mountain's play should have ulterior motives.
If it wasn't for the critical moment of the battle at that time, Wen Peng wouldn't mind asking the people from Tianyuan Mountain to find out what happened in Hanyan Mountain.
"Dan Dao Yihuan, you are a boss, you have the final say, as a friend, I can only remind you, it is better to be cautious." The magic knife is rarely serious once.
Ye Lingtian patted Demon Knife on the shoulder, looking at the extremely gloomy face in front of him: "Even if you die, you must try your best to ensure the success of the soul pill refining."
The magic knife smashed Ye Lingtian with a big health ball, and said angrily: "If you die, it doesn't matter if you don't refine the soul pill."
"You are not from the Immortal World, and the future of the Immortal World has nothing to do with you."
"Zi Mochou is not a single-minded two hundred and five. He really can't dominate the world of immortal arts in the final decisive battle, so he can settle for the second best."
"No matter from which angle you look at it, it is not a good deal for you to lose your life or even be seriously injured."
Ye Lingtian curled his lips: "But let me just say it casually, why are you so nervous."
"Can I not be nervous? It is basically impossible for you to restore your previous strength."
"If you have any problems or lack of strength, wouldn't your previous efforts be in vain?"
What is the cruelest thing in this world? Giving others hope and making others despair.
The magic knife has been sealed by the Zhenshen Tianbei for so long, and I have lost the confidence to go out. Who would have thought that it would enter the sea of hearts by accident.
Ye Lingtian's outstanding performance all the way made Mo Dao see the dawn of victory.
Especially at the moment when the soul was tempered, Mo Dao firmly believed that it was just around the corner to break free and have freedom.
In case...well, well, sometimes it's better to be optimistic, because success is almost insulated from pessimism.
Ye Lingtian quickly reassured Mo Dao: "Don't think too much, stay honest in Xinhai, and have confidence in me."
"I've always had confidence in you. The problem is that every time you play, you're so hung up that it makes my little heart thump."
Mo Dao's face was full of resentment, this expression of a boudoir resentful woman made Ye Lingtian's goose bumps drop a sack.
"I also want to walk more steadily, God won't agree." Ye Lingtian dropped these words, and slipped out of his heart in despair.
The refining process of the soul pill is the most complicated in Ye Lingtian's alchemy process, and the danger of refining the soul pill is also unprecedented.
The sky thunder in modern society is completely different from the sky thunder in the fairy world.
During the secret scuffle, Ye Lingtian and Ouyang Zhenghuan spent countless brain cells avoiding the thunder, but now Ye Lingtian can only face the bombardment of the sky.
In order to reduce unnecessary damage, Ye Lingtian deliberately chose the alchemy location on the top of Hanyan Mountain.
Just after the drizzle, on the green grass, the ancient sacred furnace stands in the wind.
Ye Lingtian threw all the treasures of the world of immortality into the ancient furnace, and refined the liquid medicine step by step.
As previously worried, it is not difficult to refine a furnace of soul pill liquid.
Refining all the five furnace soul pill liquids... the difficulty is a bit high.
Of course, with Ye Lingtian's current cultivation base of immortal power, he can barely maintain the intensity of the ancient furnace fire.
The biggest problem is - Tianlei!
At Wuluhun Pill, the medicinal liquid began to gather, and the originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy.
Tianxue led Zhou Zhizhi and the others to stand in the Hanyan Hall, looking into the distance nervously.
When the rumbling thunder sounded, their hearts rose to their throats.
If they can bear the thunder for Ye Lingtian, there are many female cultivators in Hanyan Mountain who are willing to sacrifice.
Regrettably, there is a way in the world, and the retribution that goes against the sky is the instigator after all.
boom!
When the first bolt of lightning strikes down, the golden saber light greets it.
Click!
The two forces intersected, and the loud noise made the earth tremble.
This is still the first sky thunder, and there are eight more to come. Seeing the power of the wrath of heaven and earth, what Tianxue worried about was not whether the soul pill could succeed, but whether Ye Lingtian could survive.
On the top of Hanyan Mountain, Ye Lingtian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, maintained the fire with his left hand, and trembled involuntarily with his right hand holding the cold glow.
The Wuluhun pill liquid is gradually merging, and it is very close to Chengdan.
In the cloudy sky, more powerful forces are condensing.
Ye Lingtian was paying attention to the changes in the medicinal solution in the pill furnace, while thinking about practical issues.
According to the legend, there should be nine sky thunders, but this is only one, how fast should the sky thunder fall behind?
Uh, well, at this juncture, it is better to quickly pour out the soul pill, as long as the soul pill is in the world, can't the buddy run away then?
It is difficult to bear it head-on, and escaping is Ye Lingtian's strong point.
Tianxue, who was watching from the Hanyan Hall, also felt that something was wrong. After the first thunder came down, it is reasonable to say that the second thunder should follow the trend.
For a while, the power of heaven and earth, like a red silk thread, only condensed in the cloudy sky, but it didn't come down for a long time.
This kind of calm makes Tianxue fearful, because the sea is often the calmest before the storm.
She clenched her fists tightly, sweat dripping from her forehead.
Seeing Tianxue's appearance, Zhou Zhizhi leaned in front of her and hurriedly comforted her, but the words that came out of her cherry lips trembled involuntarily in the air.
"Sect Master, don't worry too much. The Great Elder's talent surpasses the world, and the encounter is extraordinary. Since he can understand and bless the Dan Wan Dan Fang, there is a way to deal with it."
Tianxue sighed weakly: "It's useless to worry, Tianji's anger is also aimed at him, we can only watch besides watching."
On the top of the Cold Mist Mountain, in the ancient furnace, the fusion speed of the liquid medicine is getting faster and faster, everything means that the refining of the Soul Pill is about to be successful.
Ye Lingtian stared at Wulu's pill that was about to take shape, fear and excitement intertwined.
This weird feeling is so ridiculous!
Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click!
Under the thick dark clouds, the red power of heaven and earth gathered together and finally changed.
Eight bolts of lightning suddenly descended like heavenly dragons.
The powerful force made the air tremble slightly, even distorting time and space.
In front of Tianxue and the others, countless phantoms were created.
In one virtual image after another, they saw the predecessors who wrote Hanyan Mountain's glory, and also saw the elegant demeanor of Qiu Shuihan and Yuan Nishang.
What kind of power is this? This is the power to destroy the world.
Tianxue covered her mouth and instinctively closed her eyes.
She dared not look.
Even she didn't dare to look at it, let alone the female cultivators in Hanyan Mountain?
The soul pills were finally completed, Ye Lingtian shook his left hand, and under the surge of celestial power, the sixty soul pills rushed towards the Hanyan Hall like meteors passing from the top of the Hanyan Mountain.
Before the pill was in hand, the eight heavenly dragons gathered together in mid-air.
It dances, it growls, it wants to make that black-clothed Ni Chuan disappear in smoke, and let him know that going against the sky will lead to a dead end.
My grandma, the sun, didn’t the legend come together one by one? Eight ways come together, playing yin?
Ye Lingtian can't wait to pull the guy who wrote the legend out of his grave and torture him violently. Isn't this digging a hole to torment me?
At this moment, Ye Lingtian felt the breath of death, and a strong wind was blowing in his heart.
At this moment, Ye Lingtian put on an escape stance but found out extremely sadly that the speed of the restless sky thunder could reverse time and space.
In the sea of hearts, Mo Dao murmured to himself: "It's over, everything is over."
This mad dragon gathering eight thunders is the wrath of heaven and earth in the world of immortality. Not to mention the peak of heaven-level immortal cultivators, even if the nine great heavenly cultivators come together, it would be foolish to resist.
Even at the moment when the sky thunder fell, they had already vanished into thin air.