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Wang Lingchi's second uncle, Wang Tuojiang, took out a secret book made of nephrite and handed it to Wang Lingchi with a sigh.
"This is an examination topic assigned to all branches that are qualified and strong enough to return to the sect. Within three years, we, a clan member of Zhentian Shengwang's Mansion, must refine a 'Baoyan Cave' that is at least a middle grade one. Xuan Gui Transformation Pill'. There is a pill recipe attached here, and we have to prepare all the required medicinal materials ourselves."
The corners of Wang Ling's crooked eyes twitched violently, and he roared at Wang Tuojiang in a hissing voice: "Alchemy? Our mission to return to the clan is actually to refine alchemy? Are you kidding me? How can we, the exiled branch disciples, make alchemy? Talent?"
He jumped up in anger and circled around the hall, breathing heavily.
Not to mention the descendants of these sinful tribesmen who were exiled, even the holy tribe of our sect, except for the core tribe members who are aloof, the other ordinary tribesmen who are assigned to guard everywhere are also dedicated to studying various life-saving killings. Who cares about alchemy
It is rare to find a few powerful alchemists in those giant cities at the heaven and earth levels, let alone their Heaven-shattering Saint King's Palace
After so many years, Zhentian Shengwang's Mansion has also recruited some alchemists who are practicing alchemy. But what is their level? It is absolutely no problem to refine some pills for daily use, such as the Baoyan Cave Mysterious Returning Divine Pill. How could the high-level elixir specially used to heal the broken soul of the Peak Golden Immortal be made by the alchemist of their Zhentian Shengwang Palace
"Alchemists who can refine Baoyan Dongxuan's divine transformation pill are qualified to be hired as guest ministers by our sect..." Wang Lingxi roared wildly, and then he suddenly closed his mouth.
He suddenly thought that this was the mission of the sect to return to the sect. Why should the powerful, terrifying, and aloof saint clan of our sect allow these sinful descendants to return to the sect and re-enter the family tree? Unless they have value worthy of our sect's respect, who will care about them
The top elixir of Baoyan Dongxuan's transformation elixir is indeed complicated and troublesome to refine, but it is only complicated and troublesome. It has absolutely strict requirements on the alchemist's basic abilities, but it is not difficult for him to refine it. The kind that is rare and untouchable.
"How many materials can we find in our warehouse to refine the magic pill?" Wang Ling asked with a frown while holding the shining secret book.
"I just checked. Each furnace of this divine elixir requires more than three holy-grade, almost Taoist-grade 'Dong Xuan Gui Yuan Cao'. After so many years of accumulation, our family can only collect a total of 108 furnaces. Materials." Wang Tuojiang said with a gloomy face: "There are eighty-nine alchemists worshiped by our family. They must be successful in at least one of the one hundred and eight furnaces, and the resulting elixir must be of a medium-grade or above quality."
Playing with the nephrite secret book, which was made using a secret method and was as soft and elastic as human skin, Wang Ling said in a cold voice: "The other two competitors, what is their mission?"
The corner of Wang Tuojiang's mouth twitched, and he laughed with gloating: "The family from Douzhan Sheng Palace who are also on Xiaoyao Mountain, their mission is to kill 3,800 weak water black dragons within three years. Only by taking their dragon beads can we be considered successful. Not to mention that the weak water black dragons themselves are as powerful as second-grade golden immortals, and the place where they live is even more dangerous."
Wang Lingqi also laughed happily: "Not to mention these, 3,800 weak water black dragons? Hehe, it is estimated that there are only so few that can be found in the entire Suzaku Territory. Where is one more?"
Wang Tuojiang took a deep breath, and his face twitched violently: "There is another family, the tribe that settled on Wuding Xiankong Island. Their mission is to raise a flowering pot of Floating Flowers within three years. Worry-free grass'."
Wang Ling was stunned, and suddenly slapped his thighs and laughed: "Floating Worry-free Grass? That's a top-grade fairy grass, a strange thing whose quality cannot be determined at all. The nature of that thing is weird and unpredictable. It will be better when the sun is brighter. If you don't see the sun, you will freeze to death. If you sprinkle too much water, you will drown. If you sprinkle too little water, it will wither. If the wind is strong, all the leaves will be blown away and smashed to death. If the wind is weak, all the leaves will be pieced together and suffocated. die."
Shaking his head, Wang Ling shook the secret book in his hand and said with a smile: "To say the least, our mission is the most suitable!"
Wang Tuojiang looked at the proud Wang Ling and smiled bitterly: "I still don't trust the alchemists at home. The Holy King should also know that those guys picked up a volume of extraterrestrial demons and left them behind after they fell. I have learned the Dan Jing by following the wild path of the Dan Jing. I am really worried about their basic skills."
"It's enough that they ruined those Dongxuan Guiyuan grass, but they couldn't refine the magic elixir... In the past half a calamity, our sect gave up this opportunity to return to the sect and reorganize the family tree!" Wang Tuojiang looked at it seriously. Wang Lingchi: "In short, we have to think of a complete solution."
Wang Ling frowned and flicked his fingers gently: "A complete method, hey, a complete method, where can we get a powerful alchemist now? We don't know anything about alchemy ourselves. What kind of alchemist is so good? We I don’t know either.”
Just as he was talking, a female official with a red silk ribbon around her waist and a slightly red face gently pushed open the closed main door of the hall and walked in quietly. Wang Ling frowned and was about to have an attack - without his greeting, this stupid woman dared to break into the place where he was discussing matters
The female officer quickly knelt down and pressed her forehead to the ground. She said respectfully: "Your Majesty, there is a disturbance outside the house. Young Master Yizhu was injured. There was a stunning young girl beside the person who injured him. According to reports, it is actually It is truly enchanting and captivating.”
The furious Wang Lingchi immediately became very interested. He widened his eyes with a light green light in his eyes. He stared at the female official and sneered: "The enchanting king? Hey, I am well-informed. What kind of stunning girl have you never seen before? That’s all, I’ve finished my business today, so I’m going to see her.”
Wang Tuojiang shook his head and smiled helplessly. He knew very well what was wrong with his nephew, and when he heard that a stunning girl appeared, he would definitely not be able to bear it. However, the official business has been discussed, and now it is a matter of the alchemists of the Holy King's Mansion. If Wang Lingqiu wants to have some fun, he can do whatever he wants.
Zhentian Shengwang's Mansion can gain a foothold in Xiaoyao Mountain, and he does have the confidence to do so.
These private soldiers in the Holy King's Mansion are all from the True Immortal Realm. Although they are only at the eighth and ninth levels of true immortals, these private soldiers are already much stronger than the regular armies of the Sima Saint Clan that guard and defend the city.
Dozens of private soldiers drew their swords at the same time. Their auras, practicing the same technique, quickly blended into one. The mana fluctuations of the dozens of people merged into one, and the monstrous aura above their heads quickly turned into a gray-white eagle flying around. Howl.
After their auras merged, they actually reached the level of the peak of true immortals. The big eagle's eyes were gleaming, and a terrifying murderous intent was locked on Yin Xuege. He had no doubt that once the big eagle pounced, its lethality would definitely reach the level of a peak true immortal.
"Interesting combined attack formation. It's a bit interesting. Haha, it's much more powerful and fierce than those combined attack formations in the town and acropolis." Yin Xuuge smiled strangely. He waved his hand and held it with his left hand. A round shield with a dragon pattern, and a large ram's horn ax held in his right hand.
Both of the two immortal weapons came from Wanbing Tower and were made by Meng Hu himself. Although they were both low-grade golden immortal weapons, the dragon-patterned round shield had three counterattack immortal spells sealed in it, and the ram's horn ax also came with it. The three-way attack magic is an extremely rare good thing.
Dozens of private soldiers roared at the same time, and they slashed forward with their swords.
The big eagle with concentrated aura above them screamed, turned into a bright light and swooped down.
Yin Xuege looked at the big eagle and laughed, "Well done." He faced it with the round shield in his left hand. The eagle hit the round shield hard, and the dragon head statue on the surface of the shield flashed a magnificent fairy light. , a shocking magical restraint counterattacked.
This Immortal Technique Restriction was equivalent to a seventh-grade Golden Immortal taking action in person. The big eagle shattered into pieces, and dozens of private soldiers vomited blood and fell back at the same time. The big eagle was the incarnation of the condensed energy and spirit of their whole bodies. The big eagle was shattered, and their internal organs were shattered by the terrifying backlash force. Thick blood spurted out from the seven orifices at the same time.
Yin Xuuge laughed wildly. He intended to make things worse, so these private soldiers were already seriously injured and retreated. He still shook the giant ram's horn axe, and a cold light shot out with a clanging sound on the dark golden axe blade, sweeping across the waist. these private soldiers.
Dozens of people were cut off at the waist. The Golden Immortal Restriction was so powerful that their souls were cut into pieces at the same time.
With a 'pop' sound, the severed body fell heavily to the ground, blood flowed out quickly, and the street with a radius of dozens of feet was soaked with blood. The bodies of true immortals are full of energy and blood. After their death, the soul no longer controls the functions of the body, and the blood flows out of the body. Their bone marrow is still absorbing the life energy accumulated in the body, and constantly producing new blood to supplement the consumption of the body.
So the blood spurted out from the broken body like spring water, constantly spurting out, and even made a "swishing" sound.
The door of the parrot shop was filled with blood. Bai Yuzi stood on the guise made by himself, grinning at the corpses and smiling: "It's a great opening today, so come here and wear the red and colorful clothes. Be a good grandson. The business of our shop will definitely be booming." ah!"
There was a scream from high in the sky. His face was beaten to pieces, his facial muscles were almost completely carbonized, and his broken cheek bones poked out randomly. Wang Yizhu, who was still screaming black smoke from his head, dived down from high altitude with a hiss and a howl.
He stared at Yin Xuegue with his malicious eyes, and with a wave of his arms, sixteen lines of dark red blood light struck Yin Xuege head-on with a sharp ghost whistle.
The bloody light was still dozens of feet away from Yin Xuuge, and the smell of blood and the soaring evil energy made Yin Xuuge's scalp feel tight. He stared at the bloody light and shouted in a cold voice: "What is the path taken by the Nine Sons, Ghosts, Mothers, Heavenly Demons and Blood Refiners? Your flying swords are made from the bones of babies who were suffocated in their mothers' wombs! You practice this kind of practice that destroys human relations." Sorcery?"
Wang Yizhu sneered ferociously, destroying human ethics? Dare I ask what human relations are
Ever since he took refuge in his omnipotent master, all he knew was that in this world, the weak and the strong prey on each other. If you don't have the strength, you don't even have the qualifications to live.
His hands shook, and the blood surged to a length of a hundred feet, and it was cut down like a crazy blood dragon.
(End of chapter)