Quarreling every day is said to be a show of affection

This pill was found by Jing Ling in a corner of a book library in the secret realm of the fairy world. All the pills in that secret realm are immortal grades. This reincarnation pill is aimed at the evil behavior of monsters. There is a copy of the pills for each level of the lower grade, up to the immortal grade.

And now, to refine this elixir, he not only needs to use this elixir to gain popularity in this area, but also severely slaps Huo Jin in the face of the demon emperor who dares to plot against him.

Whoever dares to stop him from opening a pill shop, earning merits, and eliminating the evils of "himself", he will make every part of the other party's body uncomfortable!

Even though Jing Ling has never refined the pill of reincarnation, and the pill furnace is not smooth, but with tens of thousands of years of experience in alchemy, no matter how slow his speed is at this moment, he is not far behind Haotian.

The refining of Samsara Pill not only requires the 380 precious elixir, which is complicated to refine and skillful in techniques, but more importantly, the alchemist must have fully digested his own inheritance memory when refining, otherwise, once refining In the process, if the pill fragrance leaks out, it will actually pull the refiner into a state of epiphany, and the refining of this pill will fall short.

How many alchemists have fallen down on this level of digestion, inheritance and memory, even if they are human cultivators, who doesn't have a profound truth that has not been fully understood? !

Therefore, although the Samsara Pill is a lower-rank pill of the second rank, in terms of difficulty and rarity, it is already comparable to the upper-rank pill of the second rank.

Jing Ling used this fight to fight against the alchemy, and he meant to slap the opponent in the face, but people in the demon world are always arrogant and reckless in doing things, and it is strange to be as careful as Haotian, so Jing Ling felt at ease when he slapped him in the face.

Jing Ling's method of throwing in the elixir has always been quite skillful, unlike Haotian, with a serious expression, as if facing an enemy, but just squinting his eyes slightly, like a lazy little beast basking in the sun leisurely.Although all he did was occasionally move his fingers and lift his eyelids, and he was extremely leisurely from the beginning to the end, but since he started alchemy, his whole body has formed its own aura, which involuntarily attracts all people's attention.

High in the sky, Huo Jin Yaohuang closed his eyelids and moved his eyeballs, the corners of his lips were straightened, thinking of something, he relaxed again.

Feng Rosedie blinked as if feeling something, and looked at Jing Ling who had been calm on the mountain. For some reason, the heart that had just been raised was relaxed again. This kid seems quite reliable, and she should not let her go to the Valley of Worms. The people lost everything.

There is no time for alchemy. Three months later, in Jingling's careless mind and Haotian's cautiousness, the two of them have completed the purification and refining of medicinal herbs one after another. The key elixir fusion.

This step will directly affect the success or failure of the alchemy of the two of them, and even the demons watching from the mountain couldn't help but hold their breath.Especially those who have overwhelmed the bet, they are paying full attention to the expressions of the two and the fusion of the spirit liquid in the furnaces of both parties.

Despite the turmoil of the outside world, Jing Ling has always been very leisurely, and he even has the energy to merge with Ming Xin at the same time, until...

"Bastard, you've been tricked."

Jing Ling raised his eyebrows, "Ah, I guess it's not Zhe Dong, because apart from building a good Feng Shui in the village, he's always been hopelessly stupid."

"It's still time for a cup of tea, how about it? You don't seem to have prepared a second alchemy furnace."

"..." Indeed, he really didn't prepare a second one for such an inconvenient thing as the pill furnace.

As time passed, at the foot of the mountain, the smile on the corners of He Yuan's lips widened. Seeing that he was in a good mood, the banshee next to him flattered her and said, "Your Majesty, you have bet so many spirit stones on the Haotian Pill this time. Master, but what inside information do you have?"

He Yuan smiled and glanced at him, "Ah, probably because the peak chosen by Alchemist Haotian has better geomantic omen."

He squinted at the young man in white who had always been as calm as a cloud, and curled his lips in disdain: The more ecstasy he looks now, the worse it will be when he falls.

Drop it!

The harder the fall, the better!

Little by little, he would step this prosperous alchemist into the dirt.

Then, let him never climb out...

Du Qianqian stroked her flat stomach, took out a plate of spiritual fruit from the space, stuffed it into her mouth, and spread the word to all the monsters of Wanchong Valley who were fooled by her to bet on Jingling, "Look Well, just relying on boy Ling's alchemy posture, how could he not win this time? Don't worry, if you win, it's yours, if you lose, it's mine, and I can't compensate you."

All the demons in Wan Yao Valley clapped their chests and laughed, "Little Senior Sister, you can do whatever you want. Even if we lose everything, we are willing to do so. How can we use you as a cushion?"

Hearing the commotion of this group of people, Zhe Dong and Kong Lingyu raised the corners of their lips in a good mood.

Just when there was peace and harmony under the North Peak, suddenly, above the peak, there was a sudden change.

The alchemy furnace in front of Jing Ling suddenly burst open with a bang, and fragments of the alchemy furnace sputtered out in all directions.

Zhe Dong, Kong Lingyu, and Du Qianqian's hearts stopped beating with a thud, they stood up suddenly, exerted force in their hands, and gathered the fragments of the pill furnace that were scattered in all directions, locking Jingling with concern with their spiritual consciousness.

At the bottom of the mountain, half of the big monsters who bet on Jingling sighed.

"The alchemist actually exploded the alchemy furnace?! This new alchemist can't do it!"

"That's right, even the guy who eats is useless. Pity the spirit stone I just threw out. If I knew this, why would I have such a speculative mentality? Wouldn't it be okay to just follow the crowd?"

"Hey, I voted for half of each side. If I knew this, I might as well go with the crowd."

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Amid the sighs and sighs of the crowd, He Yuan raised the corners of his mouth happily, threw the fruit in his hand into his mouth, and raised his head happily, ready to look at the pitiful face of that new alchemist.

However, the next moment, the expression on his face was strangely stiff, and he blinked in disbelief.

At the same time, almost all the big monsters surrounding the mountain discovered what was happening on the top of the mountain.

When the smoke from the pill furnace explosion cleared, the young man in white who had been calm and elegant on the peak also showed his figure.

Completely different from the pale face and faceless face that everyone expected, the young man didn't even change his posture from the beginning to the end. He still rested his chin lazily, and still half-closed his eyelids lazily, with the wind on his face. It was light and calm, as if the pill furnace explosion just happened had no effect on him at all.

In fact, the demons were surprised to find that the explosion of the pill furnace really had no effect on him at all!

Because, in the white-purple flames in front of Jing Ling, the spiritual fluids were still merging step by step, without the slightest scorching or scrapping, even though they were in the middle of it right now!over!Complete!place!At!fire!flame!of!Bag!wrap!middle!

As we all know, during the refining process of elixir, the temperature required to maintain the optimal state of each elixir is completely different. Therefore, in order to ensure the quality and success rate of the elixir, the alchemist will use Different spiritual liquids are placed in different positions in the alchemy furnace to ensure that all spiritual liquids can be in the best condition and improve the quality of the pills. This is also the necessity of the alchemy furnace for alchemists.

But now, they actually saw an alchemy method that broke through common sense.

Without a pill furnace, the psychic liquid was directly wrapped with flames, and judging from the state of the psychic liquid, none of them were damaged in the slightest!

This is simply an incredible miracle!

An alchemist once argued that if an alchemist can make alchemy without using a pill furnace, then first of all, he must be able to control every part of the flame in his hand, and secondly, he must have a strong and fine spiritual consciousness.

But easier said than done!Even in the human cultivation world with redundant alchemists, I have never heard of an alchemist who can do this kind of thing, but now, in their demon world, there is such a genius?

The monsters opened their mouths wide, their thinking was dull, they just stared blankly at the spiritual liquid in Jingling's flames, and failed to respond for a long time.

Even Chunni, the little demon girl who has been admiring Haotian under the Haotian Peak, did not blink at Jingling's flaming eyes, and gasped in disbelief.

At the foot of the peak, after confirming that the explosion of the alchemy furnace had no effect on Jingling, Zhe Dongfang took the fragments of the alchemy furnace that everyone had collected. He was so angry that bright orange combs popped out of his head uncontrollably.

"Damn it! Who dares to plot against Grandpa Chicken, today, Grandpa Chicken will let him understand that no one can count!"

He made a look at the big black chicken, and the big black chicken immediately understood, and quietly retreated to investigate.

Kong Lingyu played with one of the shards of the alchemy furnace, thinking about Jing Ling's helpless expression just now, showing a hint of... spoiling, but since he dared to stretch his hand in front of them, he must have the consciousness of being chopped off.

He blinked his eyes slightly, a sinister red light flashed in his eyes, and his smile became more and more charming.

It's been a long time since I saw the angry Zhe Dong, and the angry Kong Lingyu, no matter whether it's the chicken and poultry monsters in the village, or the Huafeng monsters, they all shrank their necks in unison, for fear of stepping on the drought thunder and ending up with nothing to their bones Save the fate.

The demons at the bottom of the mountain are still immersed in the shock of Jingling not using the alchemy furnace to make alchemy, even Haotian can't help paying attention to it, until he almost destroyed the furnace of elixir because of his unsteady mind, he calmed down , closed the five senses, and devoted himself to the refining of this furnace of elixir without distraction.

With such a heart, the hearts of all the demons trembled, and they gave birth to respect. Even the Chun Rong Yaohuang in high school nodded frequently. Those with a tenacious heart will go further on the road.

Seeing this, Jing Ling felt a little complicated in his heart.In the past, he was also attracted by his calmness, and thought that this son was tough and worthy of great achievements, so he made friends with him and became an ally, but who would have thought that he would fall into his hands in the end.

Until now, he didn't understand what kind of interests drove him to attack himself who had always been good to him.A sincere relationship, but in exchange for such a result...

He beside the alchemy furnace has an unspeakable charm.Whether it's the sweat dripping from his forehead, or the focused expression on his face, his deep face, and gentle demeanor, he has attracted the attention of a large number of banshees.

Jing Ling squinted his eyes, remembering his longing for this friendship, and looking away, a little sadness appeared in his heart that had been calm for a long time, maybe...he never knew him, right?

He closed the feather cloak on his body, recalled the feather cloak that had been pulled out and given to a certain fairy, his slightly moving eyes turned cold: this time around, whether it is the previous rift or the treasure hunting mouse on Haotian Bloodline, they have no chance of making friends, and they are destined to be enemies.

Time slowly slipped by while everyone was stunned.

When all the monsters really saw how docilely the liquefied liquid wrapped in flames melded under the hands of the young man in white one by one, Fang felt that he had switched to inner breathing for a long time, and they all exhaled deeply, and looked at Nanfeng who was concentrating on it. Haotian, for some reason, had a premonition in his heart: this round, Alchemist Jingling will definitely win.

Because of Jingling's explosion, many big monsters came to watch from around Sukun Island one after another. Amidst the admiring gazes and whispers of all the monsters, time slipped by.Two months later, the clear sky turned dark and dark, and layers of thick clouds gathered.

"Dan Jie?"

"Is it Dan Jie?"

"It's Pill Tribulation, that's right! Which alchemist's Pill Tribulation is it?"

The demons looked at each other.

Haotian was still engrossed, and his ears were deaf to external affairs; Jingling's eyebrows and eyes were still open and closed, as if he hadn't woken up. It is temporarily impossible to judge who caused the alchemy.

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