v2 Chapter 101： Lianqidan

Chapter 101

The next day, Lin Xuan changed the face with the magic of the heavens. If he came to Hailongge and bought the scheduled heart, everything went smoothly.

When I was in the city, I heard that there was a monk who talked about someone who was a big man yesterday and threw out thousands of tablets to wash the marrow.

This made Lin Xuan alert himself in his heart. Yesterday, he did not have a slight lack of consideration. Although he turned to safety, he was also very dangerous. Even if there is tolerance, he can no longer be so rash.

After leaving the city, Lin Xuan Shuguang all the way north, according to the collected information, the northern part of Youzhou is sparsely populated, Lin Xuan wants to find a secret place, refining the best wash the marrow, impact the foundation of the realm.

Three days later, Lin Xuan landed in a barren hill.

Looking around, surrounded by poor mountains and waters, more beasts, less people, is the perfect retreat.

Lin Xuan’s face showed a satisfactory color, and he patrolled around for a circle, and finally picked a cave.

This cave is above a steep cliff. Apart from flying birds, ordinary beasts and mortals cannot climb at all.

Lin Xuan released the flying sword and took a break from the cave. Soon, a simple Dongfu was opened up by him, and then Lin Xuan took out a symbol from his arms.

This is the last one, Lin Xuan flashed a trace of sadness, but still running the spiritual power, sacrifice it out.

Spirituality touched the seal's array, and the burning paper was turned into a small yin and yang gossip, and then swiftly soared, flying out of the hole, shrouded the entire cave.

Closing the ban, Lin Xuan rested for one night, until the next morning, the physical strength and mana were restored to the best state, and then began to alchemy.

The first is to prepare the raw materials.

Purification of the marrow for Dan Xuan. It is already very familiar. Although Shangpin Dan is a little more difficult, Lin Xuan’s current cultivation is no longer the same. It took only three days to refine a hundred top grades.

Yinyuehua, Liuyincao have been, and Hengxincao has also been successfully acquired.

But Lin Xuan certainly won’t start to make alchemy. After all, he is the first time, it is a strange thing to not fail.

Lin Xuan first took out the jade tube Jane and carefully studied the technique of alchemy. In addition to reading, he often flew out of Dongfu, looking for some herbs around him, and trying to make alchemy.

Naturally, there is no natural treasure in the vicinity, Lin Xuan refining. They are all common remedies for treating injuries or for strengthening their body.

These medicinal herbs are placed in the world, but they are hard to find, but for the self-cultivator, the use is not great. Lin Xuan is only used to practice.

According to the classification of the fairyland, the alchemy division also has several realms. It is only by getting refining these junk medicines that it can reach the entry. However, the second tempering is actually easier than refining the next product, and adding yourself to the heart can improve the success rate, so Lin Xuan is still quite a bit of control.

Time is like water, and it has been half a year since then.

In the past six months, although Lin Xuan’s realm has not improved, but the mana has been more refined, and he has a certain understanding of alchemy.

It was early in the morning. Lin Xuan decided to start refining the best wash marrow.

He first took out the little ding furnace from the storage bracelet. This thing is not made of any metal. The shape is simple, the surface of the ding furnace is engraved with the pattern of the four holy beasts.

Suzaku, Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu, lifelike, not like a thing at first glance.

then. Lin Xuan took out a few spar. Put them into a pattern of the Big Dipper.

"Get up."

Lin Xuan threw the furnace into the air, and his hands huddled into a ball. Injecting spiritual power into the spar, the pattern of the Big Dipper illuminates brightly. From each spar, a different beam of light is radiated, and the colorful smashes are finally gathered together to succumb.

Lin Xuan’s expression was dignified. He took the vial placed beside him and threw it into the sky, and then played a law like a dragon.

A white light flew out of the Ding furnace, and slammed into a small bottle. The small bottle was blown into pieces. The top quality of the washed marrow was like a long whale taking water. It was sucked in by the Ding furnace, and then Lin Xuan’s gown, a silver moon flower. Flowing grass has also been added, and another powder is ground with constant heart grass.

After the raw materials were added, Lin Xuan turned over and had a red-hot symbol in the palm. The ground fire was specially prepared for the low-level monk alchemy.

Infused with spiritual power, Lin Xuan blew his breath, and the fire of the ground suddenly turned into a red fireball and flew to the bottom of the furnace.

Although before this, Lin Xuan has refining hundreds of furnaces of medicinal herbs, but those ordinary medicinal herbs, condensed the best wash the marrow Dan must be more difficult, spending time is not the same.

According to Lin Xuan’s speculation, at least 7 or 47 days, a slight mistake will lead to abandonment.

Lin Xuan’s materials have not allowed him to refine the second furnace, only success, no failure.

Time passed quietly.

A month has passed...

The blink of an eye is finally the forty-ninth day.

Looking at the stove surrounded by flames, Lin Xuan gently sighed, everything went well, but fortunately, the second hardening is not difficult, I prepared myself enough, and added a heart grass powder that can improve the success rate, it seems that this time the best The marrow wash can be successfully released.

Although I don't have a spiritual root, I can almost reverse the effect of the heavens with the best tannins. If I can't build a foundation, then there is no reason!

Lin Xuan’s face showed a smile, but at this moment, a slight collision sound was heard in the ear.

Lin Xuan’s brow was picked and his face was gloomy.

It’s a coincidence that some people are disturbing this time. The voice just now is the alarm that was issued after the array was touched.

Lin Xuan played a few martial arts, first stabilized the situation of the ding furnace and the ground fire, and then released the gods, only to see a cultivator about forty years old, appeared in the hole.

The agility period is great.

Seeing this person's cultivation, Lin Xuan's face is slightly slower, as long as it is not a master above the base period, because of the large amount of taking the ginseng, the mana is pure, compared with the same-level monks, Lin Xuan's strength is obviously higher. One cut.

After a little contemplation, Lin Xuan moved his spirits and passed a sentence: "The Taoist friend stopped, here is my own Dongfu, and I don't like people to bother, please come back!"

Tan Ming listened to the voice and looked at the prohibition in front of him. Some of them were amazed and hesitated: "There is a visitor in the distance. Why do the Taoist friends refuse to be thousands of miles away? It is a good relationship, why not let me go in."

The other party's words seemed very polite, but Lin Xuan listened, but sneered, and the comprehension of the real world is respected, whether it is the right way or the demon, killing people and stealing treasure, but it is commonplace.

When he was in the Valley of the Clouds, he heard the brothers and the elders said that the self-cultivator is retreat, usually looking for a place where no one is, because when practicing the exercises, once disturbed, it is easy to get mad, if you meet a strange monk, ten Eighty-nine people will be robbed by fire, and people who are bullying and retreating are inconvenient to start, kill and win their treasures.

This guy’s words are just a temptation. Once he is sure that his practice is at a critical juncture, he will take advantage of it...

Lin Xuan’s face flashed a sigh of gloom. Since the other party is not good, then there is no need to pay more attention to it. First, it’s strong, and then it’s smashed. Lin Xuan took a breath and took a few remedies. On the prohibition.

After Tan Ming’s voice, after waiting for a long time, but did not hear the answer, his face could not help but flash a touch of joy, it seems that he hit the big luck today, met a self-cultivator who is retreating.

Looking at the situation, the other party's practice of cultivation is just at a critical juncture and it is not convenient to act.

Although there is already a thought of killing people and robbing the treasure, this is called the monk of Tan Mingdi. It is quite careful. The other party can lay a line of law in front of Dongfu. The strength is certainly not weak. In all likelihood, it is the comprehension of the foundation period.

However, this speculation did not dispel his greed, but it was even more gratifying. The higher the skill of the other side, the more lucrative the net worth. He is not convenient to act anyway, what is he afraid of?

The slap in the storage bag and a short gun-like spirit were sacrificed.

Tan Ming is going to have some action, but the sky is suddenly dim, obviously it is daytime, but he can't reach his fingers, and there is a huge gossip above the sky.

"Ideology?" Tan Ming felt a glimpse of himself, knowing that he had fallen into the formation of the other party. Under the accident, he was also surprised and suspicious.

The other party is not unable to do it. How can we still urge the formation? Is it wrong to estimate it yourself?

His eyes turned, and the color of his eyes flashed: "What do you do with Daoyou, there is no malice under it!"

"no offence?"

Lin Xuan’s face was full of ridicule. When he was a three-year-old child, he ignored the other’s explanation and put a red light into the ban.

Suddenly, the gossip pattern in the sky began to spin, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and a piece of fire and rain poured out from the inside.

Tan Ming was shocked and quickly started the defensive hood. Then he sacrificed a piece of cloth-like treasure. The cloth was only the size of a palm. After being injected with spiritual power, it immediately rose to a few feet and floated on Tan Ming. Above the head.

"Defense spirit?" Although Lin Xuan is deep in Dongfu, he uses the knowledge of God to see the outside situation clearly.