Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, countless seals were quickly produced in his hand.
"Bang bang bang..."
The sound of banging explosions was recalled, and a strong fragrance of elixir instantly filled the flames of the divine cauldron.
"Saint Yuan Dan, the fragrance of Sheng Yuan Dan is so rich!"
"The fragrance of this Saint Yuan Pill is many times stronger than the five-hen Saint Yuan Pill I originally received!"
"The Emperor is so powerful. Not only is his strength terrifying, but his alchemy skills are probably unmatched by anyone in the entire ancient ruins!"
…
The strong scent of medicine came, and the figures suddenly started talking.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly.
"Bang bang bang..."
The sounds of explosions resounded again.
"The elixir is out!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian flashed and slapped his palm directly on the Flame God Cauldron.
Following Mo Wentian's palm strike, the lid above the Flame God Cauldron opened instantly.
Nine Saint Yuan Pills shot out from the Flame God Cauldron in an instant.
"Nine Saint Yuan Pills?"
"The Emperor actually refined nine Saint Yuan Pills in one furnace?"
"The medicinal fragrance on these nine Saint Yuan Pills is so strong, it should at least reach the level of Qihen!"
…
As the nine Saint Yuan Pills shot out from the Flame God Cauldron, the eyes of Xiao Jinghen and others couldn't help but widen, with astonishing expressions in their eyes.
Let alone refining nine Saint Yuan Pills at once, they had never seen even one refining one.
"Five with seven marks, four with eight marks!"
"It's still a bit bad!"
As he muttered to himself, a gloomy look flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
It seems that he is still a little dissatisfied with the nine refined Saint Yuan Dan.
Such words were not heard by Xiao Jinghen and others. If they were heard, they would have to find a hole in the ground and get in immediately.
In the middle stage of the Heavenly King, nine Saint Yuan Pills were refined at once, and they all had seven marks and eight marks.
Such an ability to make alchemy, even if it is called a monster, is not enough to describe it.
"When my strength breaks through to the realm of the Emperor, and there are five-level raw materials available, it will definitely not be a problem to refine the Ten Marks!"
But the next moment, he seemed to remember something, and a bright light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"receive!"
Immediately, Mo Wentian gave a cold shout, waved his hand, and directly put all nine Saint Yuan Pills into his bag.
"Buzzing..."
A slight ray of light passed by, and a Saint Yuan Pill appeared in Mo Wentian's hand. On top of this Saint Yuan Pill, in addition to the bright golden light, rich spiritual energy rolled out.
Moreover, there are seven Dao marks printed on the Sheng Yuan Dan.
Although Qihen's Saint Yuan Dan is much inferior to Tenhen's, in the entire ancient ruins, Mo Wentian is probably the only one who has it.
If this elixir spreads, I am afraid that even the beast masters of the beast tribe, the ancestors of the demon world, and even the hidden forces of the ancient races in the ancient ruins will take action to rob it.
"Xiao Jinghen!"
"The disciple is here!"
Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, Xiao Jinghen's figure quickly appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Jinghen had a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
Mo Wentian held a Seven-Hen Saint Yuan Pill in his hand. Calling him now, it was not difficult for Xiao Jinghen to imagine what Mo Wentian was going to do.
"Xiao Jinghen, I see your recent performance in my eyes!"
"Your cultivation has reached the early stage of the Emperor. This Emperor will give you this Seven-Hen Saint Yuan Pill!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jinghen, grinned slightly, and said indifferently.
"Give it to me?"
"Emperor...this..."
Although Xiao Jinghen had already guessed that Mo Wentian would give him the Saint Yuan Pill, he was still a little touched when the words came out of Mo Wentian's mouth.
For a moment, Xiao Jinghen looked at Mo Wentian and was speechless.
"Just take it if I tell you to take it. Take it and refine it quickly to improve your cultivation!"
"The Divine Dragon Bending Heaven Diagram will be born soon, and I still need you to go with me when the time comes!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jinghen's dazed look, stood up, reached out and patted Xiao Jinghen's shoulder, and lowered his voice.
"Go together?"
"Emperor, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to improve my cultivation and help you, Emperor, win the Dragon Map and enter the center of the martial arts!"
Hearing what Mo Wentian said, the light in Xiao Jinghen's eyes suddenly surged, and his sonorous and powerful voice became even more determined.
With that said, Xiao Jinghen reached out and took down the Seven-Hen Saint Yuan Pill.
"Um!"
Mo Wentian watched Xiao Jinghen take the Sheng Yuan Dan, and the curve of his mouth became more intense. He gave a slight hum and nodded.
"Fan Zeng, Lu Jun, Ice Dragon!"
"You have also done a lot for me. You have also taken these three seven-mark Saint Yuan Dan and refined them to improve your cultivation!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, and his eyes fell on Fan Zeng and others.
With a thought, three seven-mark Saint Yuan Dan appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
"Emperor, this..."
"Emperor, this Saint Yuan Dan is too precious, we... we can't accept it!"
"Yes, Emperor, it is not easy to refine this Saint Yuan Dan. We cannot accept it!"
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Looking at the three seven-marked Saint Yuan Dan, they politely refused, but a bright light rose in their eyes.
"Take it!"
"Your increased strength is the best reward for this emperor!"
Listening to these discussions, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold and he shouted coldly.
"Emperor, then... then we will accept it!"
"Thank you, Emperor!"
"Thank you, Emperor!"
…
A cold voice came, and Fan Zeng and others did not refuse, but accepted it respectfully.
"Okay, you all go down and practice quickly!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, looked at the four people in front of him, and said indifferently.
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the four of them bowed slightly to Mo Wentian, then bowed and quickly retreated.
"There is still one Saint Yuan Dan from Qihen left. Let Chi Xiao refine this one!"
"As for the four Eight Marks, Xiaojiao, Huantian, Tianhu, and myself are just enough!"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes shone with an extremely bright light.
"Emperor, have you finished refining your elixir?"
At this moment, a figure came from outside the hall and looked at Mo Wentian with a respectful look in his eyes.
"Chixiao, you came just in time. This is a seven-mark Saint Yuan Dan. You can refine it and improve your cultivation!"
"As the general of our Heaven-Eating Kingdom, your cultivation is too low!"
Seeing Chi Xiao's figure appear, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, and said with a flash of light in his eyes.