The refining of magic pills cannot be accomplished by simple cultivation methods, and must have the supreme cooperation. Every generation of flame demon kings needs the help of the high priest if they want to obtain the power of magic pills.
"Where is this place?" Ye Zhen was taken to a place similar to a secret room, the surrounding walls were covered with flowers of the other side, and there were images of several people.
The Supreme said, "It is the King's Hall of the Priest's Hall, where there are images of the Flame Demon Kings of all dynasties."
Ye Zhen looked at the images on the wall. The first generation of the Flame Demon King was tall, with hideous facial features, long ears and sharp claws. It looked very different from humans. The second generation has begun to change. , It was not until the fourth generation of the Fire Demon King that he looked similar to a human being.
"Didn't the Fire Demon King be reborn from generation to generation? How come there are men and women?" Ye Zhen asked suspiciously. The original Fire Demon King seemed obviously a man.
Supreme nodded slightly, "The inheritance of the Flame Demon King does not distinguish between men and women. No one knows whether the reincarnation will be reborn on a man or a woman."
Ye Zhen looked at the last generation of the Flame Demon King, she was a pretty woman, she should be Ye Jingshu's last life, but looking at the picture of the woman, she seemed to have a kind of gentle temperament, which was different from Ye Jingshu's hostility.
"You are very similar to Shi Ying." Supreme glanced at Ye Zhen, knowing that she was looking at Shi Ying.
"I don't think I look like her." Ye Zhen said lightly.
Zhi Shang smiled and shook her head, "It's not that you look alike, but also... your temperament is very similar. She has lived in the Xuantian Continent for a long time, and she wholeheartedly hopes to lead everyone back to the Xuantian Continent, but it's a pity..."
Ye Zhen recalled the scene of the Balrog being slaughtered in her mind, "Going to the Xuantian Continent to be killed is better than staying in the Flame Domain."
"The Flame Region is no longer suitable for living." Supreme whispered, "In another fifty years, the Flame Region will be swallowed up by darkness, and this place will be completely dead, no matter what kind of creature it is, it will be difficult to survive here."
"Aside from Xuantian Continent, is there no other place to live?" Ye Zhen asked, for some reason, ever since she saw what happened in the dream, she had an inexplicable resistance to Xuantian Continent.
When humanity is wiped out, what those warriors do is even more terrifying than the Balrog.
Zhishang smiled slightly, "It would be even better if I could find it. I was looking for it a hundred years ago."
Ye Zhen said, "Tell me how to refine the magic pill."
"Come here." Supreme whispered, and brought Ye Zhen to the middle of the king's palace. He made a strange gesture with both hands, and suddenly there was light around him. Converging above their heads, a beam of light fell on them.
The place where they stood slowly turned.
Surprise flashed in Ye Zhen's eyes, and she looked at the Supreme who was still practicing, a powerful spiritual force gushed out of him.
A barrier formed around them.
"Your magic pill is the inheritance of the Flame Demon Kings of all ages, so the refinement needs their power." Zhishang slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ye Zhen gently.
"Aren't they... dead?" Ye Zhen felt weird looking at those shimmering images.
Supreme said, "Yes, they have all been reincarnated, but they still have residual consciousness, and they are sensitive to your magic pill."
It seems that the magic pill is really not easy, no wonder Ye Jingshu always wants to get the magic pill.
"Then how should I refine it?" Ye Zhen asked in a low voice.
Zhishang walked a few steps closer to her, and a futon appeared behind her, "Yaoyao, sit cross-legged."
Ye Zhen has never been so close to the Supreme, and she wants to back away with some resistance.
"Sit down." Supreme held her hand, "I don't mean to offend you, but I am the high priest, and only I can help you refine."
"What do you mean?" Ye Zhen frowned.
Supreme whispered, "The reason for my existence is for you."
Ye Zhen frowned even tighter.
"Close your eyes, and condense the spiritual power of Qihai into the magic pill..." Zhishang then sat down, he grabbed Ye Zhen's hand, and their palms faced each other.
Although she doesn't like the contact of the Supreme, Ye Zhen didn't resist any more, it's important to refine the magic pill, she doesn't want to go into that state every time she sleeps.