The door of the alchemy room was closed for three full years. One day three years later, when Han Li calmly walked out of it, the demon pills had already turned into all kinds of precious pills.
In the first two years, Han Li naturally spent all his time refining the elixir with the fifth-level demon elixir as the main raw material.
Although these pills have no significant effect on him today, if any one of them falls into the hands of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Period, it will definitely make them ecstatic and dreamy.
After refining these elixirs, Han Li's application of alchemy has finally reached another level. After all, even a real master of alchemy would not have the opportunity to use so many demon pills to practice freely. An ordinary alchemist can use thirty or forty demon pills to refine pill demons in his lifetime, which is considered a great thing.
Even though there are small differences in the refining methods of each type of elixir, there are always some commonalities among them, which Han Li can learn from. In this way, after many times of refining the precious pills, Han Li's alchemy skills were abruptly raised to a level higher than that of the rumored alchemy master. As a result, when Han Li used the six or seven level demon pills in the future, the success rate of the pills would naturally increase a lot. This made Han Li extremely pleased! Otherwise, even Han Li would not be willing to waste it lightly given the level of cherishment of six or seven pills.
After finishing alchemy, Han Li rested for a month. During this period, Han Li went to the worm room a few more times, and looked at the three-color gold-eating worms in the two worm rooms and the gold-eating worms that had not evolved before.
When he was in the alchemy room, he let the puppets take turns to feed these two kinds of neon clothes grass that the gold-eating insects spread their leaves. As a result, a very bad news appeared for Han Li. Although the three-color gold-eating insects are not mistaken for eating the neon clothes grass, this grass seems to have lost the special effect that can make them irritable and excited, and there is no abnormal change after eating it.
At the beginning, Han Li thought that the time was too short and the number of gold-eating insects was too large, so the effect of the neon clothes grass was so insignificant. Therefore, under suspicion, he now has several hundred three-color gold-eating insects specially isolated and fed on sub-grass to observe the changes in their habits. After several feedings. These gold-eating bugs were still the same as before, and did not show any abnormal reactions.
This made Han Li feel depressed for a while. Now he can conclude that the neon cloth grass has really lost its miraculous effect of promoting reproduction on the evolved gold-eating insects.
Although he doesn't know what the mystery is, there is no doubt that he has now lost the method for the rapid reproduction and advancement of the three-color gold-eating insects. These beetles are one for one less!
Now he had no choice but to go back to the old way, and let the puppets concentrate the neon clothes grass to feed those gold and silver unevolved gold-eating bugs.
Now the temperament of these gold-eating bugs is getting more and more irritable, it seems that the next breeding is not far away. After dealing with all of this, Han Li regrouped and entered the retreat room.
With the assistance of various elixirs, he planned to complete the eighth-level Qingyuan sword art first, so as to hit the realm of the middle stage of alchemy.
Sitting cross-legged on a futon in the secret room, Han Li took out a medicine bottle he had prepared earlier from his storage bag. Then poured out a red glowing longan-like elixir, put it into his mouth with one hand, and swallowed it with his head raised.
Feeling the power of the medicine that started to heat up slightly in his abdomen, Han Li silently recited the eighth-level sword formula, and slowly closed his eyes.
Han Li devoted himself to cultivating the mana of the sword art in the cave, and the time passed unknowingly.
This process of taking pills continuously and then refining and transforming them into spiritual power is extremely boring and tasteless. Fortunately, Han Li only wanted to achieve great success so that he could have the power to protect himself. With this kind of mind, he didn't feel depressed.
Fifteen or sixteen years passed in the blink of an eye. Han Li finally broke through the bottleneck in the mid-stage of alchemy and completed the eighth level of Qingyuan Sword Art.
While he was excited, he was not in a hurry to leave the level immediately. Because there is still more than half of the elixir in his hand, he will naturally finish refining it. So Han Li, who had just entered the middle stage of alchemy, forced himself to calm down and continue to practice the ninth level of sword art.
The ninth level of the sword formula is naturally a few points more difficult than the previous level.
Spring passed and winter came, autumn passed and summer solstice passed, and year after year passed, but the door of the retreat room was still tightly closed. Everything in the cave began to be covered with a thick layer of dust. It seems that this place has gradually become a relic of an ancient tomb!
It was a calm morning in the waters near the Sea of Fog. Some early-rising seabirds were circling non-stop at the low altitude above the sea, occasionally making a few sharp chirps, and there was a peaceful scene all around.
But after a while, there was a flash of light in the distant sky, and then several bluish-red rays of light flew towards the sea of fog like a wind and an electric engine.
After a while, the figures in the distant light could finally be seen clearly. It turned out to be three women, two men and several monks rushing towards this side desperately. Among them, except for a middle-aged man in his forties who was in the early stage of foundation establishment, the other four were all monks in the Qi refining stage. They were all between the ages of seventeen or eighteen and twenty-three, extremely young! These people rushed towards this side in a panic, while looking back from time to time, as if something was chasing them.
In the blink of an eye, these people flew near the sea of fog.
"Uncle Sun! There is a piece of sea fog ahead, let's go inside and rest for a while! Otherwise, before those things catch up, everyone will be unable to hold on." Among the five people, there was a girl in yellow who was only fifteen or sixteen years old. , said to the middle-aged man a little out of breath.
This young girl has a round face, big black eyes, and looks like a fat baby. She looks very pretty and lovely. But at this moment, she was sweating profusely, her face was pale, and she looked like she was about to run out of mana.
"this… "
The middle-aged man was taken aback when he heard the words, and after looking at the other three men and women, he found that although their conditions were better, they were not as good as going there.
"Okay, go to the sea of fog and recover your mana for a while, and then leave immediately. Even if those guys get a little distance away, they will still chase after them endlessly, so it's better to be cautious. If we are really overtaken, we will have no way out. It can be said." The middle-aged monk hesitated and glanced back before reluctantly agreeing.
These words immediately made those young men and women look happy.
The cultivation bases of the few of them are really shallow, and it is already extremely difficult to be able to fly here without stopping. Even though they know that staying now is extremely dangerous, they don't care about it much.
The direction changed and flew towards the sea of fog.
"The sea fog here is really thick enough, maybe if we stay here, we can hide from those guys' pursuit!" Another stout young man in his twenties said in surprise shortly after entering the sea of fog.
"Don't think about it. Although I don't know how the other party can chase us, but this is not something that can be deceived by a little fog. Let's fly low and see if there is a resting place like a reef below. By meditating, mana recovery will be faster." The middle-aged monk retorted unceremoniously, causing the stout young man to blush slightly, and took the lead to flee downward. The others naturally did not dare to lag behind and followed closely.
"Hey! There's an island here!" The girl in the yellow shirt suddenly exclaimed in surprise after a while.
Without this woman's reminder, several other people could see clearly the island covered by the thick fog, and they couldn't help but look at each other in blank dismay.
"There won't be any other monsters here, right?" An ordinary-looking young female cultivator in a blue dress became a little scared.
"There shouldn't be such a coincidence, and we don't care about it. Hurry up to the island to recover your mana!" The middle-aged man was a little hesitant at first, but then he made up his mind.
Seeing this, the others didn't say anything more, and landed lightly on the island together.
"There seems to be a good aura there, where should we meditate!" The middle-aged man released his spiritual sense to sense the situation of the island as soon as his feet hit the ground, and finally pointed his finger in surprise.
The direction he pointed was the only small mountain range on the island. When those men and women heard this, they couldn't help but lift up their spirits.
Then the middle-aged monk took the lead and flew over without saying a word, and the other four male and female monks hurriedly followed. Now that they can recover some more mana, they may escape a catastrophe, so naturally they refuse to let go of this rare place with spiritual roots.
After a while, several people came to the small green mountain range. Randomly found a small low mountain peak, held a spirit stone in each hand, and began to sit cross-legged impatiently, absorbing the thick spiritual energy nearby.