The Alchemy King Meeting has been held more than a dozen times since it started a hundred years ago. There are many people who have passed the first level, but over the years, there are not a few people who have soaked in the alchemy pool, and the amount of spiritual liquid consumed is not
Very few, the waste materials from Thousand Hands Pill King's refining alone are not enough to support it.
Now I finally understand that the Thousand Hands Pill King actually invested all his wealth in it. It is normal for the life savings of a pill king who has reached the ninth level of the Golden Pill to support the pill pool for so many years. If it hadn't been for this pill pool.
There were too many people passing through the Wang Hui, and Qingyang also got the Iron-armed Monkey and the Alcoholic Bee into it. It is estimated that the Danchi can still last for another hundred or two hundred years.
This is not good news for Qingyang. If all the savings of the Thousand-Armed Pill King are retained, Qingyang, as the successor of the Thousand-Armed Pill King, those things will definitely belong to him. A nine-level Golden Pill
How rich must Wang's entire net worth be? Now that everything has been used up, Qingyang has nothing left to inherit. Thinking about it makes him feel a little distressed.
Fortunately, he was not at a loss. In the last day and a half, Qingyang got both the Iron-armed Monkey and the Alcoholic Bee Swarm into the Dan Pond, at least taking away more than half of the Dan Pond's energy. What's even more rare is that,
Finally, I got the elixir and holy treasure like Ziyun Tongxiao Cauldron, so I should be satisfied.
After talking about the Ziyun Tongxiao Cauldron, Thousand Hands Alchemy King calmed down for a while, and then said: "The second thing I leave you is my alchemy. In fact, you can pass the second level."
We have seen them before, and they are all recorded on that bookshelf, but what you saw before was only a virtual version of Ziyun Tongxiaoding, the real ones are here."
After the King of Thousand-Hand Pills finished speaking, he pointed to the side, and the entire hall suddenly shook. Then a gap appeared where the King of Thousand-Hand Pills pointed, and a bookshelf rose up from the gap.
Qingyang walked to the bookshelf and looked through it. He found that it was exactly the same as the bookshelf he had seen before. The books on it were also similar. The only difference was that the things on this bookshelf were more real. I hadn't noticed this before.
, now after comparing the two sides, I feel that the good books on the bookshelf rewarded for passing the second level are a bit illusory.
At that time, after passing the second level, the reward time given to them was only a short half month. Qingyang increased the speed to the fastest and only read ten of the classics. He did not have time to read many important things, which made him deeply
Sorry, I didn’t expect to see him again now.
Seeing the way Qingyang's eyes were shining, King Thousand Hands Pill was very pleased. From this, it could be seen that Qingyang really liked what he left behind, and all his hard work was not in vain, so he smiled
Said: "My whole life's hard work is here. From now on, these things will be yours. As long as you study hard, your future achievements may not be inferior to mine."
After looking at the shelves full of books and the Thousand-Hand Pill King who was full of joy, Qingyang gave another solemn salute and said: "Thank you Master for your generous gift. I will definitely live up to your expectations."
"Okay, if you have this intention, I will die without regrets." Thousand-Hand Pill King said with tears.
Looking at Thousand Hands Pill King's face full of hope, Qingyang seemed to see Master Songhe Lao Tao again, with the same kind face, the same sincere concern, the same hope and blessing for himself. Unfortunately, Master Song He Lao Dao had already passed away.
After his death, all that is left of the Thousand-Armed Pill King is just a remnant soul, which will dissipate soon, and he is still alone.
At this moment, the soul-retaining stone in the dark grid flashed a red light, and the figures on it began to become blurry. Qingyang could feel that the remnant soul of the Thousand-Armed Pill King was getting weaker and weaker.
The Thousand-Hand Pill King's face suddenly changed drastically, and he said hastily: "No, the energy in the Soul-Retaining Stone has been exhausted. Disciple, my time has come, so I won't say much else. The control of Ziyun Tongxiaoding
The center is in the secret space behind the soul-retaining stone. You can subdue it by putting three drops of blood on it. I’m leaving, so take care of yourself..."
Before the Thousand-Hand Pill King had finished speaking, the soul-retaining stone suddenly made an explosion and turned into a ball of powder with a bang. The remnant soul of the Thousand-Hand Pill King was immediately exposed, and the fragile remnant soul was exposed.
Like snow falling into a fire, it disappears in the blink of an eye.
Originally, all that was left of the Thousand-Hand Pill King was a trace of his residual soul. He had not practiced any ghost techniques, and it had been preserved in this soul-retaining stone for hundreds of years. It had already reached the edge of collapse, so the soul-retaining stone
After being shattered, the remnant soul didn't even have time to react and just dissipated.
Although Qingyang only got along with Thousand-Hand Pill King for just over an hour, Qingyang had kowtowed to his master after all, and it was considered a master-disciple relationship. He just watched the other person disappear into smoke, but he was powerless. Qingyang
I couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.
Just like more than ten years ago, when I returned to Xiping Mansion after traveling thousands of miles, all I saw was the corpse of Songhe Laodao. You can imagine the regret in it.
The deceased was dead, and he still had a longer way to go. After a long time, Qingyang adjusted his emotions and glanced into the dark grid. Qingyang leaned down again and faced Qianju.
He bowed solemnly to the direction where King Dan disappeared, to show the master-disciple relationship between the two.
As Thousand Hands Pill King said, he died hundreds of years ago, leaving only a trace of obsession in his remaining soul. What he wants is just a status, or even just a comfort, even if it is just in his remaining soul.
Before disappearing, he showed the deep love between master and disciple, and then put everything about the Thousand-Armed Pill King behind him. It would be no problem, and the Thousand-Armed Pill King would not come back to cause trouble again.
However, Qingyang is not such a person, nor can he do such heartless things. Since he has become a master, he is a master and disciple. Qingyang also regards Thousand-Hand Pill King as his alchemy master, but this master is
In his mind, his status is slightly lower than that of Songhe Laodao.
After being delayed in the Alchemy King Palace for such a long time and not knowing what was going on outside, Qingyang knew very well that he had received the Alchemy King's inheritance. Those people outside would definitely not give up and wanted to go out and have a look as soon as possible. Of course, before that,
The Ziyun Tongxiaoding must be put away first.
Thinking of this, Qingyang quickly came to the edge of the dark grid, cleaned up the powder after the explosion of the soul-retaining stone, and revealed a small bright silver metal handle on the back. This should be the Ziyun Tong mentioned by Thousand-Hand Pill King.
Xiaoding’s control center, right?
Qingyang pricked his palm and dripped three drops of essence and blood on it. The essence and blood quickly penetrated into the metal handle. The bright silver handle gradually took on a hint of dark red, and Qingyang also felt that he
There is a strange connection with Ziyun Tongxiaoding.