Chapter 8 Ancient Ink ()

It failed at the last minute!

Looking at the lackluster spirit pill that he had just taken out, Qin Fan was puzzled for a moment. Logically speaking, the spirit injection has been completed, so there should be no possibility of failure!

But why did the elixir energy completely disappear again!

Is it because it is the first time in this world to make alchemy and it is unfamiliar?

After looking at the medicine cauldron, he saw that there was still plenty of elixir. So, after calming down, Qin Fan put the "Yangyuan Pill" away and planned to refine it for the second time.

Each medicinal material was put into the red medicine cauldron according to strict quantities, and then the medicinal materials in the medicine cauldron were refined by the elixir fire under perfect control.

Condensation!

Condensation!

solid!

It’s time for the last moment of spiritual injection!

At this time, Qin Fan was a little more cautious than before. He even adjusted his heartbeat to an even level. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered and contracted, and every step was carried out in an orderly and perfectly controlled manner.

The alchemy energy has slowly seeped into the spirit pill, and the luster on the surface of the spirit pill has slowly begun to appear.

Suddenly, buzz...

As the sound sounded, the spirit pill was about to be completely transformed into a spiritual elixir. At this moment, the luster began to recede quickly, and after a while, it disappeared without a trace like the first elixir refining!

"I don't believe it's so evil!" Faced with this result, Qin Fan gritted his teeth and felt a trace of fierceness in his heart. He disposed of the old medicine residue and started refining the medicine for the third time.

Refining, condensing, condensing, solid, infusing spirit!

Another last-minute failure!

After completing the fifth time, Qin Fan finally collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.

Although this Yangyuan Pill is not a high-level elixir, refining it requires a lot of mental energy. After all, Qin Fan is only a third-level martial arts disciple, and the martial energy in his body is too little to support him for a long time.

Use pill fire.

"What a damn bad luck!" Qin Fan slapped the outer wall of the medicine cauldron with some frustration, and couldn't help but curse. The art of alchemy was originally his greatest reliance in this world, but now that he has failed again and again, this

It made him, who had always been calm, feel a little irritable.

"Hey, little guy, you don't seem to be in a good mood..."

Just when Qin Fan was about to rest and regain his martial spirit, an old voice came into his ears like a wave of smoke.

"Who?" Qin Fansi looked around, but found no one. He frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"Hahahaha..." At this time, an arrogant voice came again, "You must have gathered such a strong spiritual energy of heaven and earth, boy, to give me the chance to wake up..."

As soon as the voice fell this time, Qin Fan saw a tall transparent figure slowly emerging on top of the medicine cauldron beside him. This figure was wearing a dark blue robe, with gray beard and hair, and crisscrossed wrinkles on his face, showing his age.

He looks pretty, but his mung bean eyes are round and lively, which makes him look a little weird.

Looking carefully, Qin Fan found that this figure gave people an ethereal and unreal feeling.

"It turns out to be a cauldron soul." Not only did Qin Fan not show any fear at this time, but there was a hint of coldness on his face: "Is it because of you that my inexplicable alchemy failure just now failed?"

"Hehe, let's be honest. I did absorb the elixir energy you condensed just now. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to wake up..." The old man said with a smile. Seeing Qin Fan being so calm, an ominous premonition flashed through his heart.

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"Hmph!" Qin Fan suddenly snorted coldly. The little martial energy left in his body instantly turned into elixir fire and appeared in his hands. Then he reached out with lightning speed and grabbed the figure floating on the medicine cauldron.

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"What are you going to do?" The old man couldn't help but be startled. He instinctively felt an extreme sense of crisis, and then the burning feeling spread throughout his body, making him instantly cold!

"What are you doing?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Fan's mouth, "A mere tripod soul dares to destroy my alchemy refining, I will let you try the feeling of being burned by the alchemy fire!"

After saying that, the martial energy in his body swarmed out, and the elixir fire in his hand instantly reached its peak state!

"Ah... stop!" The old man turned pale with fright. As the soul-burning elixir fire rushed up his body, he screamed in pain, and a look of panic appeared in his eyes.

Seeing the reaction of the cauldron soul, Qin Fan not only did not stop, but instead increased the intensity of the burning elixir fire in his hand. According to the ancient books of the Hidden World Dan Sect, some high-level medicine cauldrons will have cauldron souls, and these cauldron souls often have

It is the main culprit that destroys the alchemy master's ability to produce alchemy! And after thousands of years of experience, the Hidden World Alchemy Sect has also found a secret method to deal with these cauldron souls.

"It's just that the cauldron souls recorded in ancient books are all unconscious. How come this cauldron soul can still talk?" At the same time, Qin Fan also had some questions in his heart.

"Little brother, please, stop first..." The cauldron soul looked even more painful, and the ethereal figure seemed to become more transparent.

"Let you go? Your cauldron soul is the natural enemy of our alchemy master. What's more, you just destroyed my alchemy several times. Just pay with your life!" A trace of cruelty flashed across Qin Fan's face.

Feeling that there was not much martial energy left in his body, he used all his strength, intending to refine the cauldron soul into nothingness in one fell swoop.

"Ah... I am not an ordinary tripod soul... I have a secret to tell you... I can make you stronger!" The old man could not have imagined that the young man in front of him, who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, could be so ruthless and decisive.

At the critical moment when the soul dissipates, one can't help but think of ways to survive.

"You want to lie to me when you are about to die, just disappear!" A disdainful smile appeared on Qin Fan's face, but he was not deceived like this.

"It's true!!" The old figure felt as if his whole body was about to emit smoke, and he hurriedly shouted: "I can make you have an extremely powerful body!"

"Huh?" Qin Fan couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard this!

"I will never lie to you! I have a way to make you have the most perfect and powerful body in the world!" Seeing Qin Fan's slightest move, the old figure seemed to have grasped the last straw and hurriedly

Seizing the opportunity to seduce: "As an alchemist, you must know very well what having a strong body means to you!"

Of course Qin Fan knows what a strong body means to him!

You must know that the power of the elixir is extremely overbearing. If the body cannot bear it, the meridians may rupture, or the body may explode and die! Especially when you reach the realm behind the innate martial arts master, the average person's physique will be enough to take the elixir to improve the realm once in a realm.

It’s the limit! If you want to take it more than twice, you need to have a physique far beyond that of the average person!

And if you can really have an extremely powerful body, you no longer have to worry about being unable to withstand the overbearing power of the medicine, and you can increase your strength through pills without any worries! That not only means strong strength, but also means that you can safely and quickly

Improve your strength!

Therefore, in the world of medicine refining, prescriptions that can strengthen the body have always been extremely precious!

Now, this cauldron soul is said to give him a powerful body. As an alchemist, Qin Fan would be lying if he said that he has no heart at all! What's more, his current desire for strength and the desire to chase the peak are

So strong!

Even if there is only a chance, I won’t let it go!

And just at this moment, Qin Fan suddenly found that the martial energy in his body was about to be exhausted. He knew that he might not be able to refine the cauldron soul in front of him this time, so after hesitating for a moment, he quietly

He retracted his hands and said lightly: "Give you a chance, if you dare to lie to me... Hum, I know you must be attached to this medicine cauldron. Even if you hide inside, I can still make you into nothingness."

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Seeing that Qin Fan finally took back the elixir fire, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a slight sigh: "I never thought that I, Gu Mo, who was traveling across the continent, would almost fall into the hands of a boy of fifteen or sixteen like you..."

"Hmph!" After hearing this, Qin Fan glanced at the cauldron soul coldly and raised his hands...

"No, no... I just sighed and have no intention of fighting you again." Gu Mo saw it and quickly explained that he still has lingering fears about the burning of the pill fire.

"From your tone, it sounds like you have some background, you might as well tell me." Qin Fan pretended to take back his hands and said lightly. In fact, now he doesn't even have the martial energy to maintain the elixir fire in his body.

"My name is Gu Mo, and he is known as the Black Fire Martial Saint. He fought with an enemy about two hundred years ago, and was attacked by him and died. However, because I practiced a special secret method during my lifetime, I did not dissipate with my soul.

I am lucky enough to hide my soul in this medicine cauldron." The old man told his origins and couldn't help but sigh in various ways.

"You are actually a Martial Saint?" Qin Fan couldn't help but be a little surprised, and looked at the old man floating on the medicine cauldron with some suspicion. He knew from Qin Fan's memory that in the Wutian Continent, the Martial Saint was the strongest martial artist.

, extremely rare, there are only a few of them in the entire Daqian Kingdom.

"It's true! Back then, my name as Black Fire Martial Saint was famous throughout the continent." When Gu Mo said this, he immediately said confidently, but then he said a little more lonely: "I just think of those years.

He was attacked by someone and died without a whole body. Everything disappeared. Only the remnant soul was left. He had been hiding in this medicine cauldron for two hundred years and had become weaker and weaker. Now, if you hadn't happened to be able to refine the elixir,

, I can’t wake up by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the pill energy, maybe it will completely dissipate after a few days.”

"Hey, you're so rude," Qin Fan said with a smile and cupped his hands to Gu Mo. He slightly expressed his respect for this old man who had experienced some ups and downs, but he was not the kind of person who was easily deceived. Soon

Then he mentioned the most important thing.

"But now, you'd better hurry up and tell me the way to make my body stronger. Boy, I'm looking forward to it! Is it a precious medicine? Or a special martial art?"
Chapter completed!