Chapter 5 Open the Furnace and Make Alchemy

The entire space seemed to be frozen, completely frozen. "i dedication"

The breeze is no longer flowing, the white clouds are no longer floating, and even the dust is stagnant in the air.

With a sigh, the world is frozen, everything is frozen, so powerful and powerful, he is indeed the emperor who was once invincible in an era!

The red-robed old man had a grim expression on his face, and raised his Thunder palm, intending to slap Ling Xian to death.

Situ Nan looked nervous, his hands clenched into fists, and he looked at Ling Xian extremely worried.

The only thing the two have in common is that neither of them can move, as if they had been immobilized by someone, they maintained their posture and expression before the world froze, and did not move at all.

The only one who can move is Ling Xian alone. The corner of his mouth is slightly raised, revealing a smile of the rest of his life.

He also heard a sigh, knowing that the Great Emperor Pingran was helping him, so he did not hesitate to tie the bundle of silk to the wrist of the red-robed old man who was standing still.

In the next second, the mighty power subsided, and everything was restored as before, as if nothing had happened.

The only thing that has undergone earth-shaking changes is the old man in red robe. His palm is still raised high, but there is no lightning flash on it, but a line on the wrist.

A crystal clear purple thread.

"This is... a bundle of silk!"

The red-robed old man's face changed greatly, he looked at the silk thread on his wrist, and then at the young man opposite, he gritted his teeth and said, "When was it tied to my wrist? Damn ants, I must kill you!"

"kill me?"

Ling Xian seemed to have heard a funny joke, the corner of his mouth raised, and said, "Do you still have that ability? You have been hit with a bundle of divine silk, and you still want to use mana, so stop dreaming."

Situ Nan also flew over in the distance, looking at the furious red-robed old man, he laughed and said: "Okay, I didn't expect you to have today, and see if you dare to be arrogant!"

"You, you, damn it, wait for me, it is impossible for me to be tied up with the god silk for a lifetime. When I recover, I must cut you all with a thousand swords!" Although it can still levitate in the sky, it cannot cast any spells.

"Thousands of knives?" Ling Xian's mouth curled slightly,

Under the astonished gaze of the red-robed old man, he slapped him.

Snapped!

The red-robed old man covered the left half of his face and stared at Ling Xian with dull eyes, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

Got hit yourself?

Was beaten by a Qi-refining ant?

"The idiot who can't see the situation in front of you, now I am a knife, you are a fish, and you dare to be as arrogant as before, I don't know whether to live or die!" Ling Xian sneered, and slapped him again. "i more and more complete"

Snapped!

There was another crisp sound, and the red-robed old man burst into anger and roared up to the sky: "Damn ants, how dare you humiliate me like this? I must make your life worse than death!"

Although his mana was imprisoned by the silk, he was unable to resist Ling Xian's attack, but his own tyrannical body was still there, so Ling Xian couldn't hurt him, and he couldn't even leave a handprint on his face. The cultivator in the Qi refining period slapped, which in itself is a great shame.

He is a dignified alchemy stage powerhouse, even being slapped by a Nascent Soul stage powerhouse is a great insult, let alone a Qi refining cultivator whom he regards as an ant?

This made him full of resentment, and his eyes fixed on Ling Xian, swearing that the person in front of him must be broken into pieces.

"Okay, I'll wait." Ling Xian raised the corner of his mouth, bowed his hands left and right, and slapped the old man seven or eight in a row.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

A series of crisp sounds rang out.

"what!"

An earth-shattering roar sounded, and the red-robed old man was full of grief and anger, and his whole body began to tremble, but his figure was imprisoned and his mana was imprisoned, so he could only watch Ling Xian's slap fall on his face. No resistance at all.

Looking at the red-robed old man with an angry face, Ling Xian's expression gradually cooled down, and said: "Although I can't help you now, but you remember, at most ten years, I will cut off your head with my own hands."

"Ling Xian, I'm extremely weak right now, and I can't hurt his body at the core stage at all, and the bundle of divine silk can only trap him for half an hour at most, so let's go first." Situ Nan on the side suddenly said, His shoulders were still bleeding, and his face was terrifyingly pale.

"Well, that's fine." Ling Xian nodded, then landed on the Shenxingzhou, and found that the object had been destroyed by the red-robed old man and could not continue to fly. Jiutianyi has flown."

After he finished speaking, he slowly stretched out Jiutian Divine Wings, grabbed Situ Nan's shoulders, and galloped towards the north with him.

Looking at the back of Ling Xian and the two leaving, the red-robed old man smiled grimly and said to himself, "Run, run as you please, do you think that if you bind me with a bundle of silk, I won't be able to catch you? Hehe, let's go, kid, I'll make you pay for what you just did and regret it!"

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The ancient trees here are towering and green, and it is a large forest that stretches for thousands of miles.

In a dark cave, Situ Nan's face was pale and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, showing how much pain he was suffering at this time.

Ling Xian was also churning with energy and blood, and his eyes were a little dim. He endured a trace of thunder from the red-clothed old man, and the injury was also not serious, but compared to Situ Nan, his injury was not serious, at least he could move freely.

Just now, he and Situ Nan flew all the way, originally planning to go directly to Wan Jianzong, but Situ Nan's injury was too serious to travel long distances, so Ling Xian had to find a place to settle down first.

Looking at Situ Nan whose face was distorted by pain, Ling Xian smiled bitterly and said, "Elder Situ, don't you bring healing medicines when you go out?"

"Hey, I left Wanjianzong this time to carry out a sect, but the enemy was stronger. Although I completed the mission, I also ate all the medicinal pills for healing. There are no pills left." Situ Nan twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a reluctant smile.

Ling Xian's brows were furrowed, feeling rather troublesome. At the same time, he regretted his carelessness. If he had an alchemy furnace in his hand, he would naturally be able to refine a healing elixir, and he would not end up at this level today.

With a light sigh, Ling Xian took the attitude of trying it out and asked, "Elder Situ, do you...have an alchemy furnace in your hand?"

"This..." Situ Nan was stunned, pondered for a moment, and said, "There seems to be one, it's a prize I won from a competition, but unfortunately I don't know the way of alchemy, and I've been sitting in the corner all the time, you ask What does this do?"

Ling Xian's spirit was lifted. He didn't have much hope at first, but he didn't expect Situ Nan to actually have it, which made him overjoyed and said with a smile, "Of course it's alchemy."

"You know how to make pills?" Situ Nan's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he fell into a burst of ecstasy. He was seriously injured. Back to the west.

"Of course." Ling Xian nodded with a smile.

"Okay, just wait, I'll bring it to you." Situ Nan looked overjoyed, hurriedly put his soul into the storage bag, rummaged for a long time, and finally took out a purple cauldron from it.

This cauldron is about half a person tall, and its whole body is purple. It is engraved with patterns such as sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish and insects. It is vivid and lifelike.

"Good tripod!" Ling Xian's eyes lit up.

"That's right, this cauldron is a prize I won, it's quite extraordinary." Situ Nan smiled, his eyes couldn't hide his urgency, and said, "Ling Xian, hurry up and make alchemy, my old bones can't support it. How long."

"Elder Situ, please wait a moment." Ling Xian reassured him, and then immersed himself in his mind, the second half of the "Pill Sutra", the highest inheritance of the Dan Dao, came to mind, and all kinds of pill recipes with magical effects quickly passed by.

The "Dan Jing" is written by Dan Immortal refining the sky. It records what he has learned in his life and embodies his life's hard work. Before the inheritance of Dan ancestors came into the world, it can be called the supreme inheritance of Dan Dao. The upper part records It is based on the experience of Danxian summarized by Danxian, and the second half contains many self-created pill recipes, or pill recipes that he thinks are pretty good,

After a long while, Ling Xian earnestly searched for the pill recipes recorded in the "Pill Sutra", and finally, a kind of pill recipe called Eternal Life Pill came into view.

The grade of this pill is not high, only eighth-grade, but it has a remarkable therapeutic effect on trauma. It is very suitable for Ling Xian's current pill realm and Situ Nan's injury.

More importantly, this pill only needs five kinds of elixir to be refined, and it just so happens that Ling Xian has these five elixir.

"It's really lucky, Elder Situ, I have already thought of a medicinal pill that can cure your injury." Ling Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh?" Situ Nan's eyes suddenly burst into light, and he asked eagerly, "What kind of medicine is it?"

"Eternal Life Pill, has Elder Situ ever heard of it?" Ling Xian smiled slightly, took out five kinds of elixir that sparkled with brilliance from the storage bag, and wiped off the dust on the purple pill cauldron, ready to start the furnace alchemy.

"I haven't heard of it, what grade is it?" Situ Nan shook his head. He was not an alchemist, and naturally he was not very familiar with medicine pills.

"Eighth-rank." Ling Xian replied.

"It's only the eighth rank..." Situ Nan sighed softly, his injury was not serious, let alone the eighth-rank elixir, even the seventh-rank elixir could not be cured, so when Ling Xian said that the refined elixir When the medicine was only eighth-grade, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and he said, "Eighth-grade is eighth-grade, it's better than nothing, but you can refine eight-grade medicine pills at a young age, tsk tsk, it seems Your talent in Pill Dao is also not weak."

"Elder Situ has won the prize. Wait a moment for me, and it will be refined soon." Ling Xian smiled lightly, he noticed the disappointment flashing in Situ Nan's eyes, but he didn't say much, and waited until the Eternal Life Pill was refined. After that, everything will be clear.

After placing the five elixir separately, Ling Xian took a deep breath and adjusted his soul to its peak state.

In fact, since he came out of the secret realm, because he killed too many monsters and swallowed the souls of many monsters, his soul power has already broken through to the eighth-rank realm.

Therefore, he dared to refine the Endless Pill.

Ling Xian held his breath and focused, a force of divine soul rushed into the pill cauldron, activating the magic circle, and then he slowly stretched out his right hand, and a silver-white flame burst out.

With a flick of the finger, the flames of the Evil Fire God poured into the pill cauldron, instantly turning into a raging fire, permeating the entire pill cauldron, and the temperature in the cave suddenly rose.

Looking at the jumping silver-white flame, Situ Nan was shocked, his eyes showed a hint of disbelief, and he lost his voice: "This is... the legendary divine fire?"

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