Four hundred and sixtieth chapters medicine tripod
Han Dongyu's face was livid, he stretched out his hand and patted his waist again, then reached out and pointed it out. Dozens of shining silver talismans flew out from his fingertips, falling like raindrops and sticking to the cauldron. ([] .)
These silver talismans were obviously different from ordinary talismans. Not only were they several times larger in size, but each one shone with silver light and released astonishing spiritual pressure. They turned out to be treasure talismans.
After being attached to the cauldron, the silver talisman immediately emitted a dazzling light. In the blink of an eye, the iron-black cauldron appeared to be extraordinarily heavy as if it had been coated with a layer of pure silver.
Then, Han Dongyu stretched out his hand and pointed it out again, and black iron chains flew out of his sleeves, like black pythons, wrapping around the cauldron covered with silver treasures.
This black iron rope is about the thickness of a child's arm. It is engraved with runes and seems to be painted with a layer of black liquid. It looks black and bright, full of extraordinary meaning.
We penetrated and surrounded the cauldron from seven directions. After completely sealing it, the black iron locks stopped moving.
This was not over yet. Han Dongyu walked to the big cauldron in a few steps, took out a small bottle from his arms, uncorked the bottle, poured nearly half of the bottle of dark green liquid into the Xiantian Ganghuo at the bottom, and then put the small bottle
Collected.
The blazing innate fire first shrank violently, and then suddenly surged violently. It was originally only as high as a person, but in the blink of an eye it grew to a height of ten feet, almost engulfing the entire cauldron in flames.
The innate flame was originally pure white, but after adding this drop of dark green liquid, the flame at the bottom suddenly became faintly transparent. The high temperature that could be felt even from a distance of more than ten feet suddenly converged, completely
Can't spread out.
After doing all this, Han Dongyu breathed a sigh of relief, with a relaxed expression on his face.
He looked at the big cauldron burning blazingly in the innate fire, and was lost in thought. After a long time, he muttered to himself in a low voice: "I have been waiting for this day for countless years, and I finally have some hope."
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"Senior Han, please save me and my junior sister, ah, my eyes are blind." In the distance, Yue Zifeng was still screaming miserably, and he and Xu Fang were stumbling over like drunken men.
A monk with the first level of supernatural power has no spiritual thoughts, and mainly relies on his eyes to see things. When he is suddenly blind, he can't help but panic.
Han Dongyu came back to his senses, glanced at the two blind men expressionlessly, and stretched out his sleeves.
Plop! Yue Zifeng and Xu Fang were instantly pulled close by him, almost kneeling on the ground. Suddenly, their eyes felt cool and the pain disappeared, but it was still pitch black and they could not see.
"Thank you, Senior Han, for your help." Although Yue Zifeng has not yet recovered from the blow of blindness, Yue Zifeng is a magical monk after all and has a tough mind. He has calmed down a little and said gratefully.
Xu Fang also said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, Senior Han. I wonder if it is possible for our eyes to recover."
The two of them knew that they couldn't resist Han Dongyu. Besides, they were blind now, and they couldn't have any other thoughts. They might as well try their best to please this unfathomable old man, and maybe they could save a life.
As for the title of Senior Brother Han, the two of them did not dare to call him anymore under any circumstances. The third-level magical monk was already on par with the ancestor. He could only be called senior.
"I can cast a spell to restore your eyes." Han Dongyu said calmly. "But this will consume my cultivation. Now my mind is injured. I have to hurry up and recover, and I have been refining these days.
Xia Chen is in a critical period. I will wait for the success of the elixir and it will not be too late to cure you."
The two of them were surprised and happy when they heard this. What surprised them was that Xia Chen could actually hurt Han Dongyu's mind. How could this little beast be so powerful? What they were happy about was that there was hope for recovery of his eyes. A monk in the third level of magical power was really powerful.
"Thank you, Senior Han, for your great kindness in rescuing me. If you have any errands for me in the future, I will never give up." Yue Zifeng said excitedly. He did not expect that Han Dongyu would talk so nicely. He was overjoyed and immediately wanted to seek refuge.
Yue Zifeng was naturally very happy to follow a third-level magical monk. Although he had a high status in the Zhengxuan Sect, he had never even met his ancestor a few times, let alone followed his teachings.
Xu Fang was also overjoyed and thanked her profusely.
Han Dongyu just smiled noncommittally, unable to tell what he was thinking in his heart.
"Senior Han, is that little beast under your control?" Yue Zifeng asked cautiously. He couldn't see Xia Chen's condition, but he couldn't feel Xia Chen's aura under the Gangqi detection.
"He has been thrown into the cauldron by me, mixed with countless rare elixirs, and is waiting to be refined into treasure elixirs. It will take about seven days, so just wait patiently." Han Dongyu said calmly.
"Really! That's great." Yue Zifeng and Xu Fang were overjoyed, and a heavy stone suddenly hit their hearts. If Xia Chen didn't die, they would be really uneasy in their hearts.
Although it was a bit regretful not to be able to see it with their own eyes, hearing that this little beast was being refined alive still made the two of them feel happy.
"Senior Han's cultivation is so strong that subduing this little beast is just a matter of effort. Being able to refine him and obtain the treasure pill at the same time is a great thing that kills two birds with one stone..." Yue Zifeng's mouth was flooded with flattering words, all praising Han Dongyu.
Xu Fang can't say anything, but she can find every opportunity to express her gratitude and appreciation.
Han Dongyu said calmly: "Although you are blind, your magical powers are still there, and your innate Qi can also detect, so you won't be unable to do anything. Just do me a favor and go around, don't let some unsightly people.
Monsters have invaded this place, I still have to take care of the cauldron and concentrate on refining elixirs, I can't be distracted from doing these things."
Although he was polite and only spoke in a consultative tone, Yue Zifeng and Xu Fang dared not to obey. They immediately agreed, turned around and went out, and began to search for any signs of monster activity around them.
Although being blind is a big trouble, having innate Qi can make up for most of the shortcomings.
Seeing the two of them walking away, and after a long time of separation, Han Dongyu sat cross-legged in front of the cauldron. After cautiously glancing around, he slowly closed his eyes. After a while, a look of pain appeared on his face.
He was very careful and cautious. Although his spirit was injured, he suppressed it and did not show it. It was not until he sent Yue Zifeng and Xu Fang away that he used his energy to heal the injury.
He was already familiar with the steps of alchemy. There was no need to control the heat in the first four days. Even refining the original precious medicinal liquid in the cauldron would take two days, and these refining medicinal liquids were then integrated into Xia Tian.
It takes another two days for the dust to enter the body.
The real key lies in the last three days, to refine Xia Chen who has absorbed all the precious medicinal liquid, and at the same time remove impurities to create the best Ancient Yuan Bao Dan. Every detail needs to be perfect. If there is one step missing, it may be a thousand miles wrong. This
It needs to be controlled by him, a third level monk with magical powers.
That's why Han Dongyu left Yue Zifeng and Xu Fang behind. He wouldn't be able to be distracted by that time. No matter what happens in the outside world, they can only be dealt with by these two people. Naturally, they can't kill them casually, and they have to give them some sweeteners.
Let the two of them work for him wholeheartedly.
This is also the real reason why Han Dongyu wanted to bring the two of them together. Otherwise, with his true cultivation of the third level of magical power, there would be no need to bring two juniors with the first level of magical power to deal with Xia Chen.
Of course, after refining the Ancient Yuan Bao Dan, there is no need to worry about anything. A divine thought can bury the two of them here.
Gradually, Han Dongyu gradually fell into trance and concentrated on repairing the wounds on his mind. Within four days, he would reach the peak of his cultivation and perfectly control the alchemy in the next three days.
After Yue Zifeng and Xu Fang searched a large area and found nothing, they came back to report to Han Dongyu, but all they got was silence. When they heard the silence and knew that Han Dongyu had entered samadhi, they couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
In desperation, the two had no choice but to expand the scope and go out to explore again, lest Han Dongyu wake up and see them doing nothing and become dissatisfied.
In fact, this was the best time for the two of them to escape, but out of respect for Han Dongyu and their desire to follow him, the idea of escape disappeared. They even thought about how to get some benefits from Han Dongyu after recovering their eyes.
Greed has always been a breeding ground for death.
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Xia Chen felt as if he had a dream. In the dream, he was soaking in a hot spring. The mist was clear and the steam was steaming. Every pore in his body seemed to be spreading. He felt so comfortable and unhappy.
But the good times did not last long. Although the hot spring was comfortable, it seemed to be getting hotter and hotter. The temperature rose linearly. Soon, the hot spring turned into boiling hot water, bubbling constantly, and began to boil violently.
"Ah, this is going to turn me into a fucking pig." Xia Chen yelled and suddenly woke up from his coma.
Gudong, Gudong...
Before he could react, a large amount of hot liquid was poured directly into his mouth and nose. Almost in the blink of an eye, Xia Chen was poured into his throat, causing his stomach to swell.
At this time, several hours had passed. Under the fierce innate fire, the cauldron was completely sealed again, the temperature reached almost a thousand degrees, and the medicinal liquid was already boiling.
If it had been any other monk, even one with the first level of magical power would have been cooked into broth long ago.
But Xia Chen's body was tempered by the sea of fire in the realm of magical powers. Although the temperature in this cauldron was extremely high, he could still endure it.
Damn it... I don’t like to drink bitter medicine. I can’t even drink it. What’s going on? Xia Chen grimaced, opened his eyes, and what he saw was not that it was pitch black, but that he couldn’t see anything.
It is a sea of boiling and bubbling colors.
These colors are constantly flowing, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, white, and gray, all kinds of them, as if you have entered a strange and bizarre world. In the middle of the colors, there are tiny but growing flames.
That means the temperature of the medicine is still rising with the torment of firepower.
It turns out I'm not soaking in a hot spring... It turns out I've been thrown into a large cauldron, soaked in a depth of medicine, waiting to be refined into an ancient Yuanbao Dan...
Xia Chen stayed for a long time before he realized where he was. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!