"Since the predecessors value the younger generation so much, this pill... Fang has made it, and he will use all he has learned to make this soul-refining pill for the noble sect!
And the kindness of the predecessors, Fang remembers, so this time, I am not embarrassed to choose a large amount of refining for this time, because the soul-related pill, a large number of refined pills, save trouble for me, and have medicinal effects. Generally speaking, but the actual effect is not great, because each person's soul is slightly different, so it is necessary to make different adjustments according to different people, and make different soul pills, so that the effects of the pills can be fully utilized! "Meng Hao hesitated for a moment, as if made up his mind, and said firmly.
The ancestor of Ziluo glanced at Meng Hao and pondered for a moment, but from the time when Meng Hao stepped into the Qingluo sect, the ancestor of Ziluo didn't find anything wrong with him.
Regardless of his origin, his identity, or his alchemy attainments, he ignored his doubts. Although the last Hunyuan Heavenly Replenishing Pill made him hesitate, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find any clues about this matter.
Especially for the current alchemy, this soul-refining pill is extremely important to the Qingluo Sect, but the refining of this pill, unlike other pill medicine, the pill cultivation of the Qingluo Zong can do it by himself.
When it comes to soul-related, only the Dandong line or the Dan-world line can do it, but now the Dan-world line is gone, and Fang Mu is the only one here, so the ancestor Ziluo pondered for a moment and slowly nodded his head. .
"My Qingluo Sect has thirteen core disciples. Because they have cultivated a special supernatural power, they hurt their souls. Sometimes they have madness and hallucinations, like the Zhou Jie you saw that day, alas." The ancestor Ziluo sighed. Looking at Meng Hao solemnly.
"Here of the pill, please ask Master Fang for everything, these 13 core disciples, I will arrange to send them to Master Fang to practice them one by one." After the ancestor Ziluo finished speaking, he turned around while holding his fist and bowing. Leave.
After a short while, someone sent a storage bag with a large amount of spiritual stones stored in the storage bag, which was hundreds of thousands. Meng Hao's heartbeat accelerated slightly.
In addition, there are a lot of medicinal herbs, as well as the pill for refining souls.
Finally, Meng Hao's gaze fell into the storage bag, on the Yiding Pill Stove, took it out and held it in his hand, Meng Hao glanced at it, his eyes suddenly brightened.
The whole body of the pill furnace is white, like jade but not jade, without the slightest carving, even the shape is extremely ordinary, without the slightest scent of pill, but Meng Hao glanced at it as if he saw the inside of the pill furnace. Streaks of white aura always surround the inside, without any radiating.
"Wan Refining Furnace!" Meng Hao murmured, stunned. He learned about the pill furnaces in the world on the jade slips of Dandong's line. Among them, there is a rare pill furnace that has passed more than ten thousand times. After pill refining, because of the nourishment of pill energy, the pill furnace with spirituality is transformed into it.
This kind of pill furnace, the higher its original material, the more bizarre after ten thousand refining. Nowadays, there are not many pill furnaces. Because pill furnaces are consumables, in general, they will explode after a hundred times.
The pill furnace that can not be fried for ten thousand times is of great value to Meng Hao. In addition, this kind of ten thousand refining furnace, the so-called ten thousand refining, one type of pill, or countless pill, as long as the ten thousand refining can continue. , Its own value has been reflected.
Meng Hao took a deep breath and circled the pill furnace with his right hand, drawing out a ray of aura in it. After feeling a little, he felt a little regretful in his heart. This is a refining of the same kind of pill, forming a furnace of ten thousand.
But even so, it can't be compared to the furnace where countless pills are made in the real sense, but for Meng Hao, this furnace completely surpasses his blood crane furnace too much.
Putting away the ten thousand refining furnace, Meng Hao stood in the attic and looked out. He immediately saw that under the Qingying Peak, there are now dozens of Qingluo sect monks surrounding them. When they meditate with each other, their bodies are scattered. After bursts of blue light, lingering together, it faintly turned into a light curtain. Obviously, when Meng Hao began to practice alchemy, this light curtain would be fully exposed immediately, such as sealing this place to block all interruptions.
Meng Hao pondered for a moment. Just in case, he lifted his right hand to take out the token of the main furnace. The token was imprinted on it. The token flashed a few times. After a while, Zhou Dekun turned into a long rainbow from outside Qingying Peak. Come.
He received Meng Hao's token transmission, and ended the ongoing lecture. When he approached Qingying Peak, he immediately noticed the dozens of Qingluo Sect meditating monks who existed on this peak, and he was a little surprised.
Meng Hao went out to greet him, explained what had happened, and asked Zhou Dekun to act as an assistant at the same time as the protector of the law.
If Zhou Dekun decided to refuse before the change, but now his attitude towards Meng Hao has been reversed. Hearing this, he focused his head and took out his master furnace token. Only then did Meng Hao feel completely relieved and put the Qingluo sect in a storage of herbs. The bag was handed to Zhou Dekun.
There are two main furnace tokens, and Meng Hao believes that even if it is the Qingluo Sect, no matter how he observes it, the divine consciousness cannot penetrate in a short time.
As for the remnants of souls, Meng Hao also has the means to prevent them from viewing everything here, and the most important thing is that Meng Hao does not intend to be too obvious, everything is based on caution.
After a short time, I saw two monks in the distance supporting a blue-robed young man, coming quickly.
When he got closer, Meng Hao stared attentively, Zhou Dekun also stared at him, but he frowned soon.
The young man’s complexion was pale, without a trace of blood, and his eyes were blank, as if he was dazed, especially his body was thin, and his whole body was skinny. On the exposed skin, you could clearly see the dim veins and veins, but there was no body. The slightest amount of cultivation fluctuates, just like a mortal.
"This is Huang Zhongxi, the core disciple of my Qingluo sect. The secret method of practice has been reversed, and the soul is weak. If the elder of the sect maintains it with mana, his soul has long been scattered." The person who supported him next to the youth was a middle-aged man. The man sighed, held his fist towards Meng Hao, and bowed deeply.
"The muscles are weak and the body is weak, the soul is overwhelming, this person..." Zhou Dekun said softly.
Meng Hao looked solemn, looking at the absent young man, stood up after a long while, came to the young man's side, raised his right hand and touched his neck.
After a while, Meng Hao retracted his right hand and grabbed the young man's arm, carefully observing the dim veins on his skin.
"Let's make a Rongshen Pill first, and see how much this person's soul has lost. How does Senior Brother Zhou feel?" Meng Hao glanced at Zhou Dekun, who nodded.
"Three Yellow Grass, Seven Soul Fragrance, Centennial Flower..." Meng Hao slowly said, and he uttered dozens of medicinal herbs. After listening to these herbs, Zhou Dekun knew that some of them were extremely rare, and they were all related to rejuvenating the mind. The relevant herbs were quickly taken out of Qingluozong's storage bag, and catalyzed and cleaned immediately according to Meng Hao's request.
Meng Hao raised his right hand and took out the Wan Refining Furnace. The moment he saw this furnace, Zhou Dekun’s eyes widened suddenly, but he knew that when he inquired from time to time, he suddenly understood why Meng Hao paid so much attention to this alchemy. …
Putting these herbs in the pill furnace, Meng Hao pinched the catalyzed pill with his left hand, raised his right hand and directly hit the young man's forehead, opened a wound, and collected a drop of blood.
The blood floated in front of Meng Hao, and was thrown into the pill furnace by Meng Hao.
After a while, a black pill was refined, and Meng Hao threw it straight into the mouth of the young man. As he swallowed it, that is, after more than ten breaths, the young man's body trembled suddenly, The sorrowful roar, the echo of this roar, suddenly changed the complexion of the two monks beside him.
Meng Hao looked as usual, very calm.
The screaming time lasted for half a stick of incense, and immediately sprayed out a black air in the young Tianling. Within this black air, there was a white mist. At this moment, the black and white aura seemed to be merging, but with the fusion, it was not It is owned by each side, but evaporates and dissipates.
It seems that this fusion has been changed by some force, making it impossible to separate, but the more fusion, the more it dissipates. I am afraid that if there is no other means to suppress this fusion, it will not take long for this fusion to dissipate completely.
"This person doesn't know what cultivation technique he has practiced, causing death energy to enter his body and devouring vitality. Although he is suppressed, he cannot take eternity away. There will be three more months at most. If there is no cure, he will undoubtedly die.
Fang can give it a try, only 50% sure, but this person’s body blood has collapsed, and he needs three generations of ancestral blood to refine the blood vein pill, so as to reshape his corrupt blood, so that this person can be born with a new soul and soul. Starting from the soul, born from the blood, then, can refine the soul pill, and succeed in one fell swoop. "Meng Hao said lightly.
The two middle-aged monks around the young man immediately turned around after hearing the words, and when they returned about two sticks of incense, they handed Meng Hao three jade bottles.
It is filled with the three generations of ancestral blood of this young man who can become a core disciple. In addition to the qualifications, most of them have ancestors in high positions in the sect, so it is not difficult to obtain three generations of blood.
Signaling the cultivator of the Qingluo Zong to help the disciple who had been robbed of the soul into the attic, Meng Hao dispersed the people and took out the token of the main furnace. Zhou Dekun also took the token out as the light curtain appeared. After leaving the attic, there was also a light curtain in the outside Qing Yingshan that appeared instantly, like a seal.
In the attic at this moment, there are only Meng Hao and Zhou Dekun, and then the pale, desperate youth.
Meng Hao's expression remained as usual, looking at the young man with thoughts in his eyes.
"It is the remnant soul that avoids the cycle of heaven and earth... .
Therefore, it is impossible to swallow the soul of the original existence, but to turn the seizure into a parasite, so that this body can be perfectly controlled! "
"This is a kind of balance, but there was an accident that caused the balance to break, and only then has the present scene." Meng Hao's eyes flashed indistinctly.
"The remnant soul is dead, and it needs nothing more than cathodic yang... Or it will be very Tailai! As said on the ancient jade seal, the sun in July will not be visible, and the blood of the demon master will be helpless!" A flash of Meng Hao's eyes flashed Leng Mang, he doesn't know whether the soul-refining pills are effective, but Meng Hao understands that after he has melted his mind with his own blood, for this young man, whether it is now or in the future, his life and death are between Meng Hao's thoughts.