This simplification is outrageous

These 50 years have passed, and the real age of the opponent should be a hundred years old.

How did he survive till now?

Even ordinary awakened people can't do this.

"Do more good deeds, less deceitful people, have your own merits and virtues to protect your body, and live younger and younger!" Wu Banxian said.

"You don't say yes, then wait until I train you into a rejuvenating pill!" The old man in the windbreaker said viciously.

"Hehe, it's just you?"

Wu Banxian didn't have the slightest fear. As a fifth-level awakened person, his mental power was comparable to that of a sixth-level existence, but the other party looked like his time was approaching.

I can't beat those young awakened ones, but I can't beat this old guy easily.

Capture this person and ask the leader for credit!

The figure retreated abruptly, opening the distance, and the scene of Qiao Yuan's battle kept appearing in his mind!

That's right, that's it!

No defense, just offense!

The fist is afraid of the young and strong, and it breaks all kinds of magic with one force!

Wu Banxian clenched his fists with both hands, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, with a fierce fist, he directly attacked the old man in front of him!

With a punch, the old man in the windbreaker flew backward instantly.

"Fourth-order awakener!"

With just one click, Wu Banxian's heart stabilized.

Tier [-] vs Tier [-], the advantage is mine!

In the ruins in the distance, the old man in the windbreaker stood up again.

Wu Banxian sneered, and his figure flew over like the wind.

After a few minutes.

The old man in the windbreaker carried the fainted Wu Banxian and left the scene.

……

I don't know how long has passed.

When Wu Banxian woke up again, he found himself in a Taoist temple.

The palaces with blue bricks and red tiles outside looked a bit old, and the surroundings were empty and dead, while he was lying on the ground, buried by a layer of foul-smelling black soil, with only one head exposed.

The black soil seemed to have a very strange power, his body was pressed tightly and he couldn't move.

"My good apprentice, don't struggle, you can't get rid of the power of Danza."

A figure came out of the hall, it was the old man in the windbreaker.

"What do you want to do!" Wu Banxian felt vaguely uneasy.

……

"Hehe, I practiced Taoism since I was a child. I was literate at the age of three. I was familiar with Taoist classics at the age of 12. I was called the reincarnation of heaven and man by my master. At that time, no one in the whole school could explain my doubts. I left the mountain gate at the age of 20 and visited famous mountains. Dachuan, the hidden world Taoism..."

"My purpose in this life is to attain Taoism and become immortal!"

"It's a pity that it's just a cloud after all. The things in the Daoist books are all fake. Just when I ran out of fuel and the lamp was dry, the blood moon came, and I saw hope..."

"But it's too late. I became an awakened person at a hundred years old. Even though I have mastered the mysterious power, I am limited by the materials and cannot use it. The sky is unfair to me!"

"But I have it!"

"I will definitely be able to refine the elixir of Taoism and Ascension!"

A trace of madness appeared on the shrunken face of the old man in the windbreaker.

Wu Banxian, who was buried by the black soil, cursed inwardly, this old man is a complete lunatic.

You have to become a fairy, so you should be stupid when you read books!

……

"You do not believe?"

"That's right, your bodies are only awakened, and your mind is still ignorant, so you can't understand this kind of thing!"

Wu Banxian finally gave up the idea of ​​breaking free after struggling for a long time.

"What did you do on this grave?"

The black soil was full of a rotten smell, and he could tell it was grave soil at a glance.

"This is no ordinary grave soil, but the Dujie Pill Slag that failed to be refined." The old man in the windbreaker grinned grimly.

"Do you know who is buried in the grave?"

"dead!"

"So don't waste your energy in vain, how can a dead person break free!"

The danza refined from grave soil has another function. When it covers the whole body, it will imprison the whole body of the trapped person.

Like a dead man being buried!

The old man showed a sinister smile, then came to the center of the hall and stopped at a pill furnace.

"It's been two months, and today it will definitely succeed!"

Covering the alchemy furnace with both hands, a mass of golden flames began to envelop the entire body of the furnace. The flames in the furnace became more and more vigorous, and gradually no color could be seen.

The face of the old man in the windbreaker was full of solemnity.

After half an hour.

The old man closed his hands, clapped his palms, and lifted a corner of the top cover.

After seeing the finished product inside, the trembling old man's eyes flashed.

"I have mastered the Tribulation Pill!"

"I practiced the real Tribulation Pill!"

……

A black elixir, the size of a fist, which is no different from the grave soil on Wu Banxian's body, was held in the hand of the old man. Seeing the excited expression of the old man, it seemed that he was holding a elixir.

"Isn't this still grave soil!!!" Wu Banxian said.

"What do you know!"

"The graves bought back by those people are all danza and failed products. The blood activation can only be used for those who are seriously ill, and it is just for those who are seriously ill to prevent catastrophe!"

"Every time they come back from the brink of death, another person will suffer from this disaster. One person dies, one person is saved!"

"I am the real Transcending Tribulation Pill. After an awakened person eats it, all disasters in the world will be ineffective against me. Even if the sky thunder comes, other people will suffer for me!"

The old man in the windbreaker bit down the Transcending Tribulation Pill, and a disgusted expression appeared on his face.

It smells so bad!

But when he thought of the efficacy of this elixir, he still swallowed it.

Three strikes, five divisions and two divisions killed this fist-sized Transcending Tribulation Pill.

……

"Now, it's your turn!"

"I want to refine the longevity in your body into a lifespan pill and a youthful pill!"

The old man in the windbreaker wiped his mouth and approached Wu Banxian step by step.

"You lunatic, how can a person become a pill, he will die!" Wu Banxian was a little scared.

At the same time, I regretted for a while, I knew that he would not come out, and I should have reunited with the leader before making a move.

What the leader said is right, I just have fifth-order power for nothing, but I can't exert the real strength of fifth-order.

The old man in the windbreaker: "Hehe, I have used the awakened person to refine it before, don't worry, with my alchemy ability, there is at least a [-]% chance that your body will not be wasted!"

"[-]%? Rounding up is not guaranteed to fail, you let me go, I will tell you how!"

Wu Banxian was shocked and tried to delay the time.

"[-]% is already very high, don't worry, I'll practice the Tribulation Pill nine times first, and you'll have a [-]% chance to hit it!"

"Fuck, who told you that the success rate is calculated like this! It's not like alchemy!" Wu Banxian roared.

……

The old man in the windbreaker ignored it, and directly covered Wu Banxian's mouth with grave soil.

Then he walked to the corner, picked up a bag and poured it into the alchemy furnace.

To refine the Tribulation Pill, the most critical raw material is grave soil.

And it's not the graveyard soil of ordinary people.

Those who have done good deeds all their lives have to be selected and refined with the soil of their ancestors' graves.

With his "alchemy" ability, coupled with the "extraction" function of this strange thing, there is a certain chance to refine what he wants.

Chapter 368 Leader, watch me transfer my fate!

……

Put your hand on the alchemy furnace, the ability is activated!

In an instant, the originally pitch-black alchemy furnace turned red, and the surrounding temperature also began to rise slowly.

After a few minutes.

There was a sound of exploding pills in the pill furnace, and a wisp of black gas came out from the top cover, indicating that the furnace had failed.

The old man in the windbreaker frowned, opened the furnace, and took out the failed grave.

Although it is the grave residue after failure, it still has some effect on those who are seriously ill.

Can sell for a good price!

Re-add the grave soil and continue refining!

Bang~ bang~ bang...

There were eight blasting sounds in succession.

The success rate of alchemy is not high, otherwise he wouldn't have refined only one Transcending Tribulation Pill in the past two months.

But this time the sound of the bombing was over, and after cleaning up the waste inside, the old man's expression was not only not depressed, but excited!

As if suffering from hysteria, she danced and danced, and said incoherently with excitement: "It's done, the next batch will definitely succeed!"

……

"Don't... listen to me, if you repeat it dozens of times, the success rate will be higher!" Wu Banxian panicked completely.

"Didn't you say that my alchemy method is wrong!" the old man in the windbreaker said ferociously.

"No, no, no... This is the authentic method of alchemy. I was wrong before, really... Do it again dozens of times, and you can get several pills in one furnace!"

Wu Banxian was frantically delaying time.

"I'm not greedy, just one will do!"

The old man in the windbreaker threw Wu Banxian and the grave soil into the alchemy furnace at the moment when he closed the lid.

A voice came from outside.

"Do you have an alchemy qualification certificate?"

"If not... I'll confiscate the crime tools!"

……

Footsteps sounded.

Qiao Yuan appeared outside the hall, and blasted out a flaming fist. The whole hall shook a few times. The moment it came into contact with the pill furnace, the pill furnace let out a muffled sound, as if it couldn't bear the huge pressure.