Xiang Nan asked the old man Mo Ling, and said, "Senior, what exactly is the Four Spirit Pill?"
The old man Mo Ling sneered: "Do you think that if you ask me this question openly, I will answer you?"
Xiang Nan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, my little martial artist of the fifth level of fortune can't escape the hands of a strong man of the fifth level of martial arts like you. What are you afraid of?"
"What's more, the Four Spirits Divine Pill, just by hearing the name, you can tell that it is very important. Don't you want to say it and let others share the joy of this divine object."
Xiang Nan is very aware of the mentality of this kind of person. Once a person who studies knowledge painstakingly has a major breakthrough and discovery, he can't wait to announce it to the world so that the whole world can know his achievement.
Xiang Nan said again: "With your superb profound attainments, I'm afraid there will be no second one in the whole world. The younger generation is ignorant, and I'm afraid they won't be able to catch up to one ten-thousandth of yours in a lifetime. Why don't you tell me, Let the juniors open their eyes."
The old man Mo Ling listened to it very well, he kept shaking his head, and said: "It's okay, mortals like you still have some respect for a legendary figure like me, I can understand."
After speaking, the old man Mo Ling explained to Xiang Nan.
He said: "The mother of the five elements in heaven and earth is wind, wood, water, fire, and earth. These five elements make up everything in the world. Wood and water make up trees, earth and fire make up metal, and wind and water make up heaven... "
"And Xuan Dao also has the theory of five elements. These five elements are slightly different from the five elements. They are gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and there is no wind among them."
"The four spirits are green dragon, white tiger, red bird, and basalt. Among them, the green dragon is wood, representing eternal life; the white tiger is gold, representing strength; the red bird is fire, representing immortality; the basalt is water, representing formlessness."
"I want to use the blood of the four spirits to train the four-spirit elixir, swallow it and refine it, so that it can communicate with the world, gain the immortality of the blue dragon, the indestructibility of the red bird, the power of the white tiger, and the defense of the black martial arts."
Xiang Nandao: "The juniors don't quite understand one thing. The Xuanwu defense is said to be extremely strong, but why is it water? Shouldn't it be gold or soil?"
The old man Mo Ling gave Xiang Nan a contemptuous look, and said, "Ordinary people! People in this world are as short-sighted as you, and they think that defense is super hardness and unbreakable toughness."
"Actually, the most soft is the most rigid! Have you ever seen someone really destroy water? You split water with a sharp sword and long knife, it is water."
"If you bury it with earth and boulders, it will permeate into the soil, and it will still be water; if you will burn it with fire, it will turn into gas and rise to the sky, condense into clouds, and then gather into rain and fall, and it will still be water."
Xiang Nan slapped his forehead, as if enlightened!
Yes, what kind of defense is the strongest? It's not that my physical body is so strong that it is invulnerable, but that I am shaped like water, no matter what you do, I will still be me.
Xiang Nan said again: "Does the White Tiger God Pill that Bai Wudao longs for just want to get more powerful power?"
The old man Mo Ling chuckled, and said: "The power of the white tiger does not refer to the power of strength, but the power of strength, which can also be understood as fierceness."
"Let me ask you, let me take the most basic Sweeping Thousand Army in your martial arts world as an example. You learned Sweeping Thousand Soldier, learned Sweeping Thousand Soldier with the White Tiger, and then you fight with the White Tiger, who is more powerful?"
Xiang Nan said without hesitation: "Of course the white tiger is stronger."
The old man Mo Ling nodded, and said: "The human body has a limit, but the white tiger does not. If you swallow the white tiger pill, you can use all the martial arts and martial arts, which will be many times stronger than others."
"The same is true for the overlord body that the Bai family is proud of. If Bai Wudao swallows the White Tiger God Pill, the strength of his body protection when he uses the overlord body will directly increase by several levels."
Xiang Nan hurriedly said: "Then the Vermilion Bird is immortal, is it the same as the legendary eight-eyed swallowing python, eternal and immortal, immortal and unbreakable?"
The old man Mo Ling thought for a while, and said: "I haven't reached that level yet. Suzaku's immortality is based on rebirth from the ashes of fire. When there is fire, it will be born."
Xiang Nandao: "Then since you are a master of Xuan Dao, why are you so obsessed with what these warriors are after?"
The old man Mo Ling stroked his beard and smiled: "Because I think that if we can collect all the four spirit pills, we may be able to fight against the thunder robbery and completely surpass the heavenly robbery realm."
He looked at the sky outside the cave, and said inscrutablely: "Is there a realm above the catastrophe? What kind of sky is there?"
Xiang Nan secretly sighed in his heart, sure enough the big people think the same thing, they are no longer willing to be mediocre, they are not limited to the size of the world, they always want to see what kind of place is outside the world.
"Of course, this is just my conjecture." The old man Mo Ling sighed, and said, "I researched the Four Spirits Pill, but there is still only one Azure Dragon Pill missing. Can the Four Spirits Pill be used?" No one can say for sure if he escaped the pain of thunder calamity."
"But it's fine now."
The old man Mo Ling looked at Xiang Nan, with a strange gleam in his eyes.
Xiang Nan said again: "Since Bai Wudao is so eager for the White Tiger Pill, aren't you afraid that the Bai family will rush in and take your elixir by force, killing people and getting more money?"
Old Man Mo Ling sneered, "Do you think they don't want to? It's just that they can't. My Four Spirit Pill can't be refined by eating it. It requires a special refining formula."
"If you don't understand this formula, you will die if you eat the magic elixir, just like taking poison."
"Okay, don't ask any more, I'm going to take some of your blood for use."
As he spoke, old man Mo Ling pricked Xiang Nan's index finger, collected some blood and put it into the bottle, then turned and walked away.
Xiang Nan was sitting cross-legged in the cage. In the space where the five elements were imprisoned, he had no way to practice, so he could only sit dryly, and his eyes began to look around.
I wondered in my heart, where was the four-spirit pill hidden by this old monster
Is it possible to steal the Four Spirits God Pill by myself
But the old monster said just now that one must know the corresponding formulas to refine the alchemy. Judging by Bai Wudao's helpless attitude towards old man Mo Ling, this statement is probably true.
Days passed by like this day after day.
During this period, Bai Wudao came a few more times. He wanted to exchange all kinds of powerful treasures he brought for the White Tiger God Pill, but the old man Mo Ling refused to accept them all.
If it was before, maybe old man Mo Ling would still be tempted, but now that he has found Xiang Nan, it is Bai Wudao who sent the whole world, and old man Mo Ling will not want it.
And that old man Mo Ling wasn't too busy cultivating to improve his own realm.
If one can practice the Azure Dragon God Pill, after eating it, one will gain immortality and have a lot of time to practice.
He is not like Xiang Nan, who is eager to improve his strength.
However, the progress of the old man Mo Ling in extracting the dragon's blood from Xiang Nan's body seemed to be very difficult.
In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed. The old man Mo Ling has drawn Xiang Nan's blood nearly a hundred times, but every day, his brows are tightly wrinkled, and they have never been relaxed. It seems that the progress is not too slow problem, but no progress.