The four formation disks can greatly improve Fang Lin's success rate in refining the Nirvana Pill, but Fang Lin has no idea how much it can be improved. After all, refining the Nirvana Pill is a bit reluctant at his current level.
In addition to these four formations, Fang Lin also prepared other back-up players, but Fang Lin did not hope that these back-up players would be put to use.
Fang Lin has collected all the medicinal materials for refining the Nirvana Pill, but the medicinal materials in Fang Lin's hand can only support Fang Lin to refine the Nirvana Pill once. If the refining fails this time, if he wants to collect enough medicinal materials again, I didn’t know it was the Year of the Monkey or the Horse.
Therefore, whether it is for Fang Lin or for the old mummy Jing Zhulong, this is a crucial alchemy that can only succeed but cannot fail.
Fang Lin looked at the crystal clear Nine Treasure Glazed Cauldron with a solemn expression, and the pressure in his heart was even greater.
Nirvana Pill, this kind of pill was nothing in his previous life. It could be said that it was easily available.
But now, this Nirvana Pill makes Fang Lin feel that it is a bit too difficult. Without enough realm to support it, even if Fang Lin's methods are all-powerful, he will eventually be greatly limited.
This is like a little kid who has a magical weapon but will be knocked down by a grown man with one punch.
Fang Lin's martial arts level is not enough to display his superb alchemy skills. If he had enough level, then it wouldn't be a problem for Fang Lin to make whatever elixir he wanted.
"Boy, tell me honestly, how sure are you?" the old mummy asked. This was an important alchemy that was related to whether he could fully recover his physical body. At this moment, he was feeling particularly uneasy.
Fang Lin curled his lips and said, "I'm 50% sure."
When the old mummy heard this, he immediately felt helpless. He was 50% sure. Although this didn't sound low, it wasn't high either. It still sounded quite dangerous.
"What if we fail?" the old mummy asked again.
Fang Lin suddenly said angrily: "You haven't even started refining the elixir yet, and you are considering failure. Are you sincerely cursing me?"
The old mummy quickly shut up, feeling a little embarrassed. Even if his cultivation was higher than Fang Lin's, he still had to please Fang Lin.
Fang Lin took a deep breath, and the look of determination returned to his eyes. He had made countless alchemies in his previous life and experienced many failures. Even though he was only 50% sure now, Fang Lin still had no hesitation.
In terms of alchemy skills, Fang Lin has long been extraordinary, and in terms of the state of mind of alchemy, it has also reached an extremely terrifying level.
No foreign object can affect Fang Lin when he is refining alchemy, and no one can cause Fang Lin's mood swings while he is refining elixir.
As for doubting oneself, that is even more impossible. Danzun's pride and confidence are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Outside the stone chamber, Han Luoyun was personally guarding him. He was the only person who knew that Fang Lin wanted to refine the elixir. Although he did not know what kind of elixir Fang Lin wanted to refine, Han Luoyun knew that Fang Lin wanted to refine it. The elixir was very important and could not be lost, so he had to guard it personally to prevent Fang Lin from being disturbed in any way.
There was a worried look on Han Luoyun's face. Fang Lin had already told Han Luoyun about a mysterious woman in the ancient stone cave of Zixia Sect, which shocked him.
As the leader of the Zixia Sect, Han Luoyun had no idea that the Zixia Sect suppressed a mysterious woman who survived ancient times, and that this woman was closely related to the three religions. This was really hard for Han Luoyun to believe. .
But Han Luoyun knew Fang Lin very well, and the appearance of masters from the three religions now confirmed that what Fang Lin said was true.
As a result, one can imagine how sad Han Luoyun felt.
If the masters of the three religions really come to rescue this mysterious woman, the first one to suffer will definitely be the Zixia Sect.
Han Luoyun also read through the Zixia Sect's oldest classics and volumes, hoping to find some clues about the mysterious woman in the ancient cave.
Not to mention, Han Luoyun actually found something. In a certain broken ancient scroll, there were notes left by the first generation ancestors of the Zixia Sect. There was a sentence mentioned in it. It seemed that the Zixia Sect's So it was built here just to guard one person.
The ancient scroll is too old and broken, and the words are also very vague. After being passed down from generation to generation of Zixia Sect, they have long been completely forgotten.
If Han Luoyun hadn't turned over all the ancient books, he might not have found this ancient scroll at all.
If a few more years pass, I'm afraid this ancient scroll will be completely destroyed.
But even if you find this ancient scroll and see these scattered notes, it doesn't make much sense.
"If Qian Guo is gone, I, Zixia, may not be able to survive alone." Han Luoyun sighed in his heart, filled with worries.
Outside the territory of Qian Kingdom, on top of a solitary peak.
The young man who had rescued the golden-robed monk appeared again, holding a long sword in his arms and looking calmly in the direction of Qian Guo.
The golden-robed monk appeared behind him. In addition to him, there was a middle-aged man dressed in white, with a vicissitudes of life, unshaven beard, and smelling of alcohol.
This middle-aged man in white is holding a wine gourd in his hand, his face is full of drunkenness, and he does not have any master's demeanor, but he can stand here with the other two people. It is obvious that he is also a first-class master among the three religions of the Seven Seas.
"I'm really surprised that you came here." The young man looked back at the middle-aged man and said.
The middle-aged man laughed: "I don't want to come here either, but I can't help myself. When the matter is over, I will return to Qihai immediately and will not participate in anything else."
"It's up to you, but since you are here, you must do your part and not slack off." The young man said, looking directly at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked disdainful: "If I don't try my best, what can you do?"
"Donor, we are all here for the three religions, and we hope to work together." said the golden-robed monk who had recovered from his injuries.
The middle-aged man chuckled, took a sip of wine, then turned and left, like a light cloud, falling with the wind.
"It's really puzzling that the Taoist sect sent this person here. Could it be that the Taoist sect is so careless about the affairs of this place?" the young man said with a frown.
The golden-robed monk clasped his hands together and solemnly said, "Besides this person, there are others coming to the Taoist sect."
When the young man heard this, he showed a trace of curiosity: "Who is it?"
The golden-robed monk said: "The Three Great Masters of Dao Tian."
When the young man heard this, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he nodded immediately.
"With the three Daotian masters here, even if they don't contribute, there won't be any problems here." The young man said.
ps: The fifth update is finally finished. I still have to go out tomorrow. The update will be a little later, but not less. There have been a lot of things recently. I also want to write with peace of mind, but I can't help myself.