The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

"Boom!"

As the stone door slowly opened, Wu Lei walked quickly into the room with a lot of elixir in his arms.

Looking at Wu Lei with a look of ecstasy on his face, Zhan Nianchuan understood that things had finally reached the final step.

He forcibly suppressed his surging heartbeat and completed all the exchanges of items in the alchemy furnace as before.

"It's up to you." Wu Lei whispered as he left.

"rest assured."

Watching Wu Lei's figure disappear at the door, Zhan Nianchuan slowly walked out of the door and walked towards the square.

Everything is ready now, but we still need a good starting point.

Half an hour later, the white-bearded old man who had enjoyed Zhan Nianchuan's massage for half an hour opened his eyes with satisfaction and said lightly: "Let's go. Since you are working so hard, I will give you some advice. Hehe , Speaking of which, I have never taught my alchemy skills to others, so you are lucky."

Zhan Nianchuan showed a happy expression and led the way in front of him.

In the stone room, after completing the refining of a furnace of elixirs, Zhan Nianchuan looked at the white-bearded old man in front of him, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and asked via voice transmission:

"You are one of the oldest monks in this prison. Do you know when the defense of Wanbao Pavilion was the most relaxed?"

"What? This is the most relaxed place? There is no time to relax here, okay." The white-bearded old man sneered.

"But if you are talking about the entire Wanbao Pavilion, I would suggest launching it today, two months from now."

Zhan Nianchuan looked unusually calm. He knew that the white-bearded old man would explain clearly.

Seeing that Zhan Nianchuan looked like an old god, the white-bearded old man secretly cursed the little fox, but he could only continue to explain:

"I don't know now, but there used to be an auction in Yandang City every quarter. Wanbao Pavilion was the main supplier of items, and Lu Gui was probably the host, and the owner of Wanbao Pavilion was also very likely to be present in person."

"I estimate that we are currently in South City, and the auction house is in North City, exactly two months from now."

Zhan Nianchuan nodded, fell into deep thought, and began to rehearse the entire plan, thinking about various possible unexpected situations and response strategies.

He always felt that his plan was too complicated, so complicated that as long as there was a problem in any chain, the entire chain would collapse.

While Zhan Nianchuan was thinking quietly, the white-bearded old man was extremely excited. He understood that Zhan Nianchuan had set a date for action, and the freedom he dreamed of could be realized.

Although he didn't know how Zhan Nianchuan could fight against two mysterious guards, nor how he could deal with the bloodthirsty Gu worms in his body, he firmly believed that Zhan Nianchuan would succeed.

Because he only believed.

He has been here for fifty years, and has seen countless Danu who tried to escape, and all died miserably. They didn't even touch the gate next to the square.

Situations like Zhan Nianchuan's attempt to contact the Foundation Establishment Realm monks occurred many times, but to no avail. No one could solve the dual control of the Bloodthirsty Cup Insect and Fengmai Powder. In the end, these people had no choice but to give up and died in depression. , a few people rose up to resist in despair, were beaten to death, and skinned for public display.

What he said to Zhan Nianchuan had been said to many people before, but the result was no suspense and everything failed.

But when he suspected that Zhan Nianchuan and Lei Meng were trying to leave together, he still pinned his hopes on them.

He couldn't explain why, but he actually believed that this young monk at the fifth level of Qi Condensation could take him away. Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly.

"Perhaps you are too old to hold on to even the slimmest hope." The old man murmured to himself.

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After half a day.

Zhan Nianchuan sat cross-legged and relaxed his whole body. His body and mind were silent and clear.

With a wave of his hand, he threw the spiritual grass at the bottom into the alchemy furnace and began to refine the spiritual essence.

As time goes by, drops of green liquid seep out from the surface of the spirit grass, and the spirit grass itself gradually dries up and loses its original luster.

Soon, a ball of emerald green spiritual essence the size of an egg appeared in the alchemy cauldron.

Zhan Nianchuan put it in a jade bottle, then took out a spiritual grass from the bottom of the pile of elixirs and threw it into the cauldron.

A few hours later, Zhan Nianchuan had finished refining enough spirit quenching to refine the Pulse Sealing Powder antidote twice.

He completely penetrated his spiritual consciousness into the spiritual essence, felt the various concentrations of spiritual energy inside, and silently calculated the dosage in his mind.

Although there are enough opportunities to refine it twenty times, it is too dangerous to refine it. He hopes to succeed on the first try. As long as he succeeds in refining two pieces, he can stop.

After repeated calculations and thoughts, Zhan Nianchuan slowly opened his eyes.

The most dangerous moment had arrived. Zhan Nianchuan deployed the simplest trapped dragon formation with a wave of his hand, and activated the shielding function of the formation.

He threw out the spirit-gathering array, sat directly in the middle of the array, and then fired a spell, and billowing spiritual energy suddenly surged into his body.

Without the Spirit Gathering Formation and the Red Lotus Ground Fire, he would not be able to refine the second-level elixir no matter what, so he would have to take risks.

Faced with tremendous pressure, Zhan Nianchuan couldn't calm down, and he painfully discovered this.

Countless figures emerged in his mind, and countless people looked at him with expectant eyes. His shoulders were bearing too much pressure, making him breathless.

But he had to calm down.

Zhan Nianchuan took a deep breath, and the God Refining Technique began to operate at full strength. He tried his best to downplay everything and return to the alchemy itself. The scene when he made his first alchemy began to appear in his mind, as well as countless scenes of his previous failed alchemy attempts. Flashing back in my mind like lightning.

And a full hour had passed by this time.

At the gate of the square, the short and fat man looked at the tall and thin man opposite who was practicing cross-legged. He mumbled a little boredly and began to enter the cultivation state.

In the stone room at this time, Zhan Nianchuan's hands were like butterflies piercing flowers, and he hit the alchemy formula one after another on the alchemy cauldron. At the same time, the magic power in his body surged out like a flood, and the god refining art was also running wildly, trying his best to feel the various spirits in the alchemy cauldron. The fusion situation of quenching, and through the three spiritual roots of water, fire and wood, can feel the temperature, humidity and spiritual power fusion inside, looking for the best opportunity to condense the elixir.

Half an hour later, Zhan Nianchuan's hands shook slightly. The pale golden medicine block in the alchemy cauldron, which had been completely smelted evenly into one piece, was instantly divided into ten small pieces with different styles but the same weight.

The alchemy cauldron began to rotate rapidly, and Zhan Nianchuan used all his magic power to the extreme while adjusting the firepower applied to the ten small pieces of different shapes, trying his best to keep them in a stable and condensed state.

An hour later, a faint breath began to escape from the alchemy cauldron, and slowly the entire formation was filled with the fragrance of the elixir.

Zhan Nianchuan's expression was neither sad nor happy, like a sculpture.

Half an hour later, the alchemy cauldron rotated at an extremely fast speed, and even made a buzzing sound. A powerful suction force began to appear, and the medicinal fragrance that originally filled the entire array was sucked back into the alchemy cauldron again.

Zhan Nianchuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully controlled the fire to slowly weaken, and carefully observed all the subtle changes in the alchemy cauldron.

A full hour later, Zhan Nianchuan roared in his heart:

"Congeal!"

However, what came was a few tiny cracking sounds, accompanied by a burnt smell.

The alchemy failed.

Zhan Nianchuan first put away the large formation, the spirit gathering formation and the alchemy cauldron, then sat down cross-legged and began to review all possible problems that had arisen during the refining process.

After repeating this dozens of times, Zhan Nianchuan sighed and began to refine the elixir that Dannu should refine.

There is only one day left, and the alchemy task must be completed quickly, otherwise the acting will start again.

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