"Excuse me, sit down, tell me quickly, who is your master?"
Hearing Emperor Feng Chun's words, Chu Mo's heart tightened slightly, and he looked at Feng Chun calmly.
Sure enough, Feng Chun didn't finish his sentence, and continued: "It's really a master who can refine the perfect quality Lingyuan Pill. Tell me, maybe I still know it!"
Then, without waiting for Chu Mo to answer, he shook his head and said, "No, how can a master who can refine perfect-quality pills be able to refine such inferior things as Lingyuan Pills?" He raised his head and glanced at Chu Mo Mo, the eyes under Emperor Feng Chun's two crouching silkworm eyebrows shot out two brilliant lights in an instant. Although they disappeared in a flash, it gave Chu Mo a feeling of being completely seen through at this moment.
"Why is your realm so low? You haven't built a foundation yet... In the entire Illusory God Realm, there are very few weak little guys like you. I think he is a young man with excellent blood, but... his background is not very good."
Emperor Feng Chun commented on Chu Mo unceremoniously.
Cold sweat was about to break out on Chu Mo's forehead. In front of this big boss from the heaven who suddenly appeared, Chu Mo felt like he was transparent!
This detailed analysis is almost down to the bone!
And this boss, when he faced the shopkeeper of the Spirit Pill Hall just now, he had an aloof look, calm and serious, oppressing those people so much that it was difficult for them to even breathe. But now in front of Chu Mo, he was very casual and relaxed, as if he was facing a junior of his own.
Emperor Feng Chun took a few glances at Chu Mo, then withdrew his gaze, and said, "So, you should come from the spirit world, and your master... should be an amazingly talented alchemist, but... I doubt it. Can he refine higher-level pills?"
Chu Mo smiled lightly: "If there are materials, Xianyuan Dan, Tianyuan Dan... can naturally be practiced."
Feng Chun waved his hand, shook his head and said: "You don't need to say this, I know better than you! The refining methods of Xianyuan Pill and Tianyuan Pill are almost the same. If you can refine Lingyuan Pill, you can naturally refine Xianyuan Pill and Tianyuan Pill..."
As he said that, he gave Chu Mo a willing look: "I mean, can your master refine higher-quality pills? For example... fairy-level, such as... heaven-level!"
As Feng Chun said, he stared at Chu Mo indifferently, but the powerful spiritual power belonging to the emperor instantly enveloped Chu Mo.
All of this, not to mention a little guy who can't even build a foundation, even a Da Luo Jinxian, a fairy, etc. in the realm of immortals... will not give birth to any induction at all!
It is already remarkable to be able to refine a perfect quality elixir, but if one can refine an immortal-level or even higher quality elixir... then it is not amazing, but a real great master!
Such a person, wherever... will be snapped up by people!
Chu Mo clasped his fists and said with a wry smile: "My lord's eyes are like torches. My master once said that if one day, I can break through the realm of ascension and survive the great catastrophe...and become a Daluo Jinxian, I should be able to refine immortal-quality pills..."
"Breakthrough and ascension... promoted to the fairyland?" Feng Chun glanced at Chu Mo: "Are you from the fairyland?"
Chu Mo shook his head, pursed his lips, and did not speak. A shyness flashed in the depths of his eyes, as if he was a little ashamed to speak.
"Understood, you are from the spirit world. Your master made a mistake. He can refine Lingyuan pills of perfect quality in the realm of Yuanying. Then, he doesn't need to go to the realm of Daluo Jinxian at all. It needs a period of ascension...it should be possible to refine immortal-quality pills!" Emperor Feng Chun looked at Chu Mo and said seriously.
"Ascension period... is that okay?" Chu Mo frowned slightly, and said, "Master said, if you don't experience a catastrophe, you won't be able to comprehend the highest level of refining medicine..."
Emperor Feng Chun smiled, and said: "Your master... is a man of insight. Although there will be no great catastrophe at the time of breakthrough in the ascension period of the heavens, the real arrogance will still deliberately trigger the catastrophe." , to temper themselves. The monks who have experienced the great catastrophe will have higher achievements in the future than those who have not experienced it. It is naturally the same for alchemy."
Chu Mo breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that it was a fluke.
The elegant middle-aged man in front of him is not an ordinary person, he is not only a big boss in the realm of the emperor, but also the boss of the emperor behind the Lingdan Hall. Lying in front of him is not ordinary.
Fortunately, Emperor Feng Chun never thought that this young man would come from the human world, which is infinitely weaker than the spirit world; even more unexpected, this little guy actually possessed an artifact that made all alchemists crazy—the Chaos Oven .
"How did the senior know that the elixir in the bottle of the junior... must be the perfect quality Lingyuan Pill?" Chu Mo was somewhat curious about this matter.
From the beginning to the end, Emperor Feng Chun never opened it to take a look at it, nor did he leak any aura from the medicine bottle containing the perfect quality Yuanling Pill. How did he decide it? And so sure.
Feng Chun smiled faintly and looked at Chu Mo: "Don't forget, I'm from the Spirit Pill Hall!"
"..." Chu Mo looked at Feng Chun speechlessly: "The people in the Spirit Pill Hall... are all so powerful?"
"Only me!" Feng Chun looked at Chu Mo: "It's impossible for someone else to be so powerful!"
As Emperor Feng Chun said, he opened the pill bottle. There were three Yuanling Pills in it. He poured out one and said with a smile, "Look... perfect quality, right? Huh? Huh? That's not right!"
Feng Chun had a mischievous smile on his face at first, like an old urchin, but when he saw the pill in his hand, his eyes widened suddenly, as if he couldn't believe it. The moment was filled with shock.
Then, the expression on Feng Chun's face became dignified. He carefully pinched the pill in his palm, put it under his nose and smelled it gently, and murmured: "This fineness... is already the pinnacle of perfect quality. , only a tiny bit...can reach the immortal quality! And this tiny...is not because of the alchemy technique, but because these kinds of medicinal materials can only reach this level without losing any medicinal properties. But... But this method is clearly a theoretical possibility..."
At this moment, Feng Chun is not as serious as when he was facing the shopkeeper at the beginning, nor is he as relaxed as when he was chatting with Chu Mo just now, his whole person is a bit shameless.
But the atmosphere in the room was not tense, because Feng Chun concentrated all his energy on the pill in his hand.
"This is a god-like method. Even when the Alchemy Emperor is alive... he can't refine a elixir of this quality!" Feng Chun muttered, then raised his head, his eyes were like two hands The sharp sword shot at Chu Mo in an instant: "Even if it is an alchemist at the level of a great master, it is impossible to refine a elixir of this quality. The medicinal properties are perfectly preserved in this elixir, and there is no trace of it scattered... This is impossible! Do you have a divine weapon on you?"
The last sentence, although it was a question, exploded in the sea of Chu Mo's spiritual consciousness in an instant like Hong Zhong Dalu.
Chu Mo subconsciously wanted to nod and admit.