Chapter 1143： Rank 12 alchemist

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For those monks whose life is about to die, the value of this pill is really too great, and in terms of quality, this pill is considered medium among the twelve-grade pill, which is very difficult to refine.

The ability to increase the life of a monk out of thin air is enough to prove that this pill is against the sky.

If such an elixir were to be refined by that Qimen Yaozun, I was afraid that the failure rate would be ten percent, because he hadn't even touched the threshold of the twelve-rank alchemist, so naturally he would not be able to refine this pill.

Even Wang Feng struggled to refine such a pill. He could not guarantee that he would be 100% successful. He estimated that he only had a half success rate.

It took about an hour or so for Wang Feng to adjust his state to the best, and now it has been almost half a month since he entered the secret room.

For this period of time, the elder Jiaolong had been guarding outside this secret room, fearing that others would disturb Wang Feng.

He didn't know what was going on inside, so he had no other choice but to pray.

"Whether you can become a twelve-rank alchemist, it depends on this time." Looking at the pill furnace in front of him, Wang Feng's light was shining, and when he turned his hand, Wang Feng cast several precious elixir into the pill furnace.

Under the calcination of real fire, these elixir quickly melted into liquid, permeating a unique fragrance.

It's just that this refining pill has just begun, and Wang Feng will at least cast dozens of equally precious elixir in it.

A pot of elixir is unimaginable in value. If it fails, this time refining Wang Feng will lose at least one or two billion elixir. This is just the value of the elixir itself.

Moreover, Wang Feng could not afford to lose, because these elixirs were very difficult to find, even if they had spirit stones, they would not necessarily be available for purchase. Therefore, at this moment, Wang Feng could only succeed, not fail.

Knowing that xinxing will affect the success rate of alchemy, Wang Feng suppressed all distractions in his heart and devoted himself to alchemy.

After refining alchemy for so many years, Wang Feng naturally knew these important matters in his heart, so at this moment, he did not think about anything, and concentrated on refining this life-saving pill.

Day by day, and a few days later, Wang Feng almost put all the elixir of this life-saving pills into the furnace.

The raging flames of infuriating energy were burning in the pill furnace at this moment, and a majestic force diffused from the pill furnace. What Wang Feng had to do was to mix all these majestic powers into the pill.

If he can't do it, then the power of this bomb pill is enough to break the entire secret room, and it may even affect the entire Jiaolong clan.

"What is he doing? Why do I feel a sense of palpitations?" Looking back at the secret room, the elder of the Flood Dragon clan whispered in surprise.

The impurities in the liquid medicine have been calcined by real fire and disappeared, and what is left now is the purest source of these elixir itself.

Sweat was already on his forehead. In order to refine this twelve-grade pill, Wang Feng consumed a great deal of mind and energy. If it were not for his strong soul power, perhaps he would not be able to hold on.

The most critical moment has now come, condensing pills.

If it fails at this level, then Wang Feng's alchemy will end in failure this time, and once the alchemy is successful, then the next thing will be much easier.

Under Wang Feng's deliberate control, these medicinal liquids are gradually separating, and so many medicinal liquids are enough to refine several life yuan pills.

Sweat beads were falling from Wang Feng's forehead at this moment. At this point, Wang Feng became more cautious. At this moment, his soul power exploded.

"This time, there is no room for failure." Wang Feng said in a low voice.

Under the suppression of his soul power, these liquid medicines gradually merged together.

About half an hour later, Wang Feng breathed a long sigh of relief. He had condensed those medicinal liquids into four medicinal pills. These medicinal pills showed a faint golden color. This is the rumors of the longevity pill that can make Something that the monks who will die of Shouyuan are crazy about.

The pill has been formed, and the next step is a very simple warmth. So many elixir has been put in, and now Wang Feng finally sees the reward.

Although the most difficult time has passed, Wang Feng didn't give up his caution after he breathed a sigh of relief. Every aspect of alchemy cannot go wrong.

During this process of condensing pills, Wang Feng almost failed. Fortunately, his soul power was strong, otherwise everything would be ruined.

A few days later, the secret room where the roar was sounded, and after these pills were truly refined, they wanted to escape.

It's just that in front of Wang Feng, how could a few small medicinal pills escape? All these four medicinal pills fell into Wang Feng's hands.

The strong medicinal fragrance permeated the secret room at this moment, it was the smell of Shouyuan Dan.

Taking out the jade bottle and putting the four into them, Wang Feng finally let out a long sigh of relief.

After such a long time, it finally succeeded.

From now on, Wang Feng can be regarded as a genuine twelve-rank alchemist. He thought that the twelve-rank pill was too far away for him, but now he can refine it himself. .

For all this, he must thank the strong man who was buried in the ancient tomb. If there is no memory of the other party, Wang Feng would not know that it is the year of the monkey if he wants to become a twelfth-grade alchemist.

Wiping off the sweat from his forehead, Wang Feng didn't rush out, because he was severely worn out during alchemy, and it took time to recover.

Anyway, the great elder outside has been waiting for such a long time, Wang Feng doesn't mind letting him wait two more days.

One day later, Wang Feng walked out of the secret room, and his breath had returned to its most prosperous state, the early stage of the reincarnation realm.

Seeing Wang Feng coming out, the elder Jiaolong who had been waiting outside for a long time immediately greeted him.

"How is it?" His tone was a little nervous, fearing that Wang Feng would tell him something that he couldn't accept. After all, he had spent so many days in torment.

"Fortunately not insulting life."

While talking, Wang Feng flipped his hand and took out a jade bottle, which contained the complex sultan.

"What a rich fragrance." Opening the jade bottle, the great elder of the Jiaolong clan said intoxicated. He had seen the eleventh-grade pill, so he knew it was definitely the eleventh-grade pill.

Originally, he was worried that the other party would not be able to refine this pill, but now it seems that he has thought about everything.

"This kindness, our Jiaolong clan must be remembered in our hearts." The great elder actually knelt in front of Wang Feng while he was speaking, making Wang Feng stunned.

It's just to practice the pill once, so why do you give such a big ceremony?

"Come on, this is just a pill after all. Whether you can resuscitate your ancestors is still a different matter. Let's take it to your ancestors first." Wang Feng said.

"Okay." The great elder of the dragon family said, and then he quickly flew to the hall where he was.

Behind him, Wang Feng thought for a while and then followed. He wanted to see if the ancestors of this dragon clan can directly restore to the supreme cultivation base of the Holy Realm with this pill.

It was still under the ground, and looking at the old man lying on the ground, Elder Jiaolong took out Fu Sultan without hesitation.

"Ancestor, please come back"

Silently talking, he put the sultan into the mouth of the old man.

The effect of the compound sultan Wang Feng is clear. At this moment, under his eyes, he can see the power of the compound sultan directly impact the old man's body.

In a moment, these medicinal powers had been transmitted to his whole body, but under such circumstances, the old man did not wake up at all, and he did not even move.

Seeing this scene, the tense-faced Elder Jiaolong suddenly changed his expression.

"How could this be?" He muttered to himself, never expecting that this sultan would be ineffective to their ancestors.

This method was found in an ancient book, and it has historical basis, but the situation of their ancestors is beyond his expectations.

A pill has no effect at all. Is it true that the ancestors really want to sleep forever like this?

"Let me take a look." The effect of the pill has been brought into play, but the old man did not wake up because the efficacy of this pill was not enough to stimulate his vitality to break out.

With a thought, Wang Feng took out the colored glaze green lotus tree. Under his urge, the green light directly enveloped the old man. The strength of the colored glaze lotus tree can recover from the injury and naturally contains majestic vitality.

With the infusion of this power, the hidden vitality of the old man suddenly exploded, and the powerful aura shot up from his body at this moment, and forced the great elders of this dragon clan to the corner of the wall.

"It's perfect." Putting away the glazed green lotus tree, Wang Feng stepped aside.

The vitality of this old man has been stimulated, and now he will recover, without Wang Feng's hands.

After waiting for almost ten breaths, the old man's eyes slowly opened amidst the nervous look of the elder Jiaolong.

There are unimaginable vicissitudes in his eyes, and they are even more muddy. It has not been known for many years. This is the first time he has opened his eyes.

His realm is semi-sage, but as his vitality erupts completely, his aura also grows violently at this moment, the barrier between semi-sage and the supreme of the holy realm, he almost instantly stepped over. .

The genuine supreme aura permeated the entire family of flood dragons, causing all flood dragons to tremble on the ground tremblingly. This was the pressure from the soul that they could not resist.

And this is not the true state of this ancestor of the dragon, he only stayed in the early stage of the Holy Realm for less than two breaths before hitting the middle stage of the Holy Realm.

This was the state before he had no problems.

"Second brother, are you finally awake?"

Almost when this road filled the entire island, a voice suddenly sounded. This is the current patriarch of the Flood Dragon family and the patron saint of the Flood Dragon family.

Almost as soon as the sound fell Wang Feng felt a flash of light not far away, and an old man appeared in the room.

Two sacred realm supreme breaths erupted here, even if Wang Feng felt some pressure.

"The old man is grateful for your life-saving grace." The realm was fully restored. At this moment, the ancestor of the Jiaolong clan bowed directly to Wang Feng with an extremely sincere expression.

If there is no Wang Feng's glazed green lotus tree, maybe he wants to wake up and he doesn't know when it is Wang Feng who saved him, so now this old man bows to Wang Feng, which can be regarded as thanking him for saving his life.

"It's okay, it's just a deal." Wang Feng said, not claiming to be a benefactor.

Because he still needs the Flood Dragon clan to help him find the Burning Sky Sand, refining and restoring the Sultan is indeed just a deal.

"Well, it turned out to be you"

At this moment, a shocked and unbelievable voice sounded, and when he looked up, Wang Feng was also stunned.

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