Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

Chapter 367: Worship of the Lao Xiong family (2)

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"Century Pill!" Chu Tian nodded seriously: "It's the Centenary Pill that can extend your life for a hundred years!"

"Is it really a hundred-year pill that can extend your life for a hundred years?" Xiong Zun opened his eyes wide and stared at the thirteen small pills as if staring at a pile of gold: "The market price is one million spiritual crystals. pills, and there are often hundreds of years of elixirs that are priceless and unmarketable?”

"Extension of life for a hundred years, the market price is one million per pill. I actually think it's really cheap." Chu Tian took out a medicine bottle carved from ice jade and stuffed thirteen hundred-year pills worth tens of millions into the medicine bottle. bottle, and casually threw the small medicine bottle to the old black bear: "Group leader, you took it to sell, remember my share!"

The old black bear smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a thin line. He opened his hands and was about to catch the medicine bottle when Lord Xiong suddenly backhanded his hand and grabbed the medicine bottle in his hand.

The old black bear's smile suddenly faded, and he started to curse in a jumping voice: "You old fool, do you want to take advantage of others? Steal your grandson's things, you old bastard!"

Xiong Zun tilted his head and looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, and said without looking back: "Where is Qi'er's biological father? Beat him!"

A strong man who was a head taller than the old black bear and had a larger waistline stepped behind the old black bear, grabbed his top and pushed it to the ground, and then hit the old black bear with dozens of punches and kicks "dong dong dong" body.

The old black bear was hit so hard that he roared wildly. He quickly rolled his eyes and spat out large balls of white foam from his mouth.

Xiong Zun pulled out the cork of the bottle and poured a small light green pill into the palm of his hand to appreciate it carefully. After staring at the pill for a long time, Xiong Zun frowned: "This seems to be a century-old pill refined from Changchun Valley? Come on, let me try the taste!"

"Gudong", Zun Xiong swallowed the Centennial Pill in one gulp.

The old black bear, who was almost knocked unconscious by his own father, screamed heartbreakingly: "My one million!"

"Uh, woo, woo," the old black bear's cry suddenly stopped. His father took off a sock and stuffed it into his mouth, almost stuffing the sock into his throat. No matter how strong the black bear is, he can no longer make any sound in this situation.

"The medicine is so pure that it is even three points more powerful than the hundred-year pills refined by the inner disciples in Changchun Valley. Your hundred-year pills should be able to increase the number of monks in the realm of peace and destiny by 130 to 150 years." The market price of a year of life should not be one million, but around two million!"

Xiong Zun gave his own judgment very straightforwardly: "Changchun Valley's recipe?"

Chu Tian sat cross-legged behind the alchemy furnace and nodded slightly reservedly: "Changchun Valley's prescription! Although we were driven away by the Changchun Ghost Ancestor, after all, we once captured a group of Changchun Valley's elders and disciples alive. I was with an elder. I found several prescriptions for elixirs in my arms, including a prescription for a century-old elixir!"

Xiong Zun looked at Chu Tian in astonishment: "They carry the recipe for the century-old elixir with them?"

Chu Tian looked at Xiong Zun and smiled: "Otherwise, where do you think my elixir recipe came from?"

Xiong Zun immediately believed Chu Tian's explanation and believed that the recipe for his century-old elixir had indeed come from the arms of a careless Changchun Valley elder.

He breathed out, re-stoppered the medicine bottle, and hit the old black bear on the forehead with his backhand: "Qi'er is so lucky. With you, he has an endless mine of spiritual crystals! Well, How much does it cost?”

Chu Tian spread his hands and said calmly: "The first refining time, the materials for a furnace of thirty-six hundred-year pills can only be turned into thirteen pills, which is quite a waste. However, all the materials were prepared in the old age before departure. The Xiongdong purchase cost a total of 50,000 spiritual crystals!"

The eyes of Lord Xiong and a group of naughty children flashed a green light at the same time.

Can the cost of fifty thousand spiritual crystals be used to refine a spiritual elixir with a market price of thirteen million? What a hugely profitable deal!

For other healing and life-saving elixirs, the sales price and sales volume may fluctuate over time, but the transaction of life-extension pills has never been at a low point. As long as any life-extension pill appears on the market, countless people will give it away. A lot of spiritual crystals were collected.

Chu Tian has mastered the refining method of the Centennial Pill. This is a human-shaped spiritual crystal vein!

"Where is the Thousand-Year Pill?" Xiong Zun stared at Chu Tian: "It is said that the Thousand-Year Pill can only be refined by an alchemist with a profound knowledge of alchemy!"

"If there is an elixir recipe, you can try it!" Chu Tian smiled and looked at Xiong Zun: "His attainments in alchemy, haha!"

Chu Tian smiled confidently.

"So... what about the Wan... Ten Thousand Years Pill?" Xiong Zun's body was trembling slightly, and his voice changed a little: "Are you confident in refining the Wannian Pill?"

Chu Tian pondered for a moment. He wanted to say that he was actually 100% sure!

After all, the magic of the alchemy furnace lies there. As long as he masters the elixir recipe and then uses the medicinal materials on the formula, the refining of the Ten Thousand Years Pill can be completely completed by the heaven refining furnace itself!

However, seeing the fine beads of sweat under each black hair of Xiong Zun, Chu Tian felt vaguely that he couldn't say that.

After thinking for a long time, Chu Tianman said: "Come to think of it, Wannian Dan is the top secret of Changchun Valley. It is not easy to get the recipe. If there is a recipe, give me enough time. Come to think of it, it's not What a difficult thing."

With a "huh" sound, Xiong Zun swayed slightly and walked back to the chair step by step.

Several naughty children helped up the heavy solid gold chair, and Lord Xiong sat firmly on the chair.

He waved his hand and said seriously: "From today on, Prince Ming will be the family enshrinement of our Lao Xiong family! Of course, he is from Qi'er, and he has always been from Qi'er, but he enjoys the privilege of our Lao Xiong family." Regarding the treatment of family offerings, all the cubs of the Old Xiong family must be polite when they see Prince Ming offering offerings. Anyone who dares to be disrespectful to Prince Ming will be beaten to death by me!"

All the naughty children looked at each other and bowed to Lord Xiong at the same time, and responded in unison with a loud sound.

Chu Tian smiled slightly, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and his breathing gradually became long and fine. Wisps of whirlwind swirled around his body. Inside the bronze lamp, the light golden mana color gradually became mellow and textured, and the luster of the bronze lamp itself also gradually became thicker and more sacred.

The tiny lamp as big as a bean flickered, forcing the eighteen pitch-black insects to not get even close to the bronze lamp, let alone Chu Tian's soul in the lamp.

Chu Tian's soul, whose facial features were as clear as a living person, sat cross-legged in the light, his eyes fixed on a certain direction in the distance.

Over there, the soul fluctuations of the nearly 10,000 slave soldiers in the two hunting groups were so clear.

They were all planted with dream seeds by Chu Tian. No matter how far away they were, Chu Tian could vaguely feel their location.

In addition to these hunting group slaves, many disciples from Changchun Valley and even elders from Changchun Valley have been invaded by the self-tillering dream seeds in the soul field these days.

It was these elders and disciples of the Changchun Valley who leaked the secret recipe of the Ten-Year Pill, the Hundred-Year Pill, the Thousand-Year Pill, and even the Ten-Thousand-Year Pill to Chu Tian in a dream.

In the huge Changchun Valley, apart from a few secret elixirs that only the head of Changchun Valley could master, there was no secret to Chu Tian.