Strongest replication

"Yun'er, please take me to your special practice room. I want to use these three days to continue to improve my cultivation and strength." Chu Zhongtian said without question.

When all the blood in the body is transformed into purple blood, it is the time when he truly understands the secret of his own purple blood. This is the news revealed by the spirit of the weapon.

Chu Zhongtian, who is eager to know the secret of the purple blood in his body, does not want to waste time waiting, resting and chatting, so he wants to use these three days to transform purple blood with the help of blood coagulation pills, strive to know the secret of purple blood one day earlier, and continue to improve his cultivation with the help of Zhenyuan pills.

"Brother Chu, the combination of work and rest is the best way to practice. Are you too impatient?" Dongfang Yun'er can understand Chu Zhongtian's desire to practice.

After all, Chu Zhongtian, as a crazy cultivator, got so many pills suitable for him to continue to improve his practice and strength from the spirit of the weapon. How can he not seize the time?

However, the two of them finally resolved their misunderstandings and finally had time to spend alone together. She was too willing for Chu Zhongtian to devote himself to endless practice again.

Moreover, she shamelessly took Chu Zhongtian to live in her palace, hoping that her mother would see with her own eyes what kind of person she had chosen.

If Chu Zhongtian chose to retreat and practice at this time, how could his mother observe him with her own eyes!

However, when she saw Chu Zhongtian's unquestionable attitude, Dongfang Yuner knew that she could not refuse his request.

In desperation, she had to take Chu Zhongtian to the secret room where she usually practiced.

Feeling the barely sufficient spiritual energy in the secret room, Chu Zhongtian couldn't help but sigh.

Since he mastered the simplified version of the gathering spirit array, every time he practiced in seclusion, he was in an environment with rich spiritual energy.

Now that he has mastered the complete version of the gathering spirit array and can enjoy more dense spiritual energy, he can't use it because of his lack of money. This feeling makes him very uncomfortable.

So he secretly decided that no matter what grade of spiritual stones he encountered in the future, even if it was only a lower-level tenth-grade spiritual stone, he would collect them all as long as he got them.

To get rid of the troubles caused by the lack of spiritual stones, Chu Zhongtian first took out the pill bottle containing the Sanyang Resurrection Pill from the storage bag, poured out the Sanyang Resurrection Pill, and then connected his consciousness to Mr. Huang in his mind and said, "Mr. Huang, this is your Sanyang Resurrection Pill!"

"Chu boy, in the next month, I need to concentrate on refining the medicinal power of the Sanyang Resurrection Pill, and I can't take care of you for the time being, so after finishing the chores of the Tianlong Dynasty, you will return to the sect directly!" A divine power directly swept away the Sanyang Resurrection Pill in Chu Zhongtian's hand, and Mr. Huang solemnly exhorted.

"Mr. Huang, I know what's going on. You should concentrate on refining the Sanyang Resurrection Pill and repairing the power of your soul!" For a month, he couldn't take care of himself, and Mr. Huang's solemn exhortation made Chu Zhongtian happy.

The Zhenyuan Pill, Zhenyuan Pill, Coagulation Pill and Condensation Pill given by the spirit of the weapon only have one pill of different levels. In order to ensure that he has no shortage of Danba for his subsequent practice and that his relatives and friends can also use higher-quality pills, he must copy the original programs of these pills.

In order to copy the original programs of these pills, in addition to sufficient energy, it is necessary to avoid the attention of Mr. Huang.

Now, Mr. Huang needs to refine the Sanyang Resurrection Pill and cannot take care of himself for the time being. Chu Zhongtian is too happy to object.

Concentrating his energy and mind, Chu Zhongtian first adjusted his state so that he could copy the pill program given by the spirit of the weapon next. At the same time, he used the time to adjust his state to wait for Mr. Huang to truly enter the deepest level of cultivation.

After adjusting his breath for nearly an hour, Chu Zhongtian took out most of the pills from the storage bag and storage ring after feeling that Mr. Huang had basically entered the deepest level of cultivation.

In the cave left by the Dandao Sect, in order to break the formation that covered the sky and the sun, all his spirit stones had been consumed, and the remaining eight-grade lower-level spirit stones were all given to Dongfang Yuner.

So the energy needed to copy the original program of the elixir can only be obtained from the elixir that you don’t need or the elixir of very low grade.

Fortunately, the way to copy and paste the program is very simple. Whether it is spirit stones, elixirs, or spiritual fruits, anything with energy can be used for it to absorb, and then copy and paste what you need.

Sort and classify the elixirs that you can use next, put all the elixirs that you can use in the storage ring, and the elixirs that you don’t need will be used as energy to copy and paste the elixir given by the spirit of the instrument.

After careful sorting, Chu Zhongtian found that he had a lot of extra elixirs in his hand, which could not only provide energy to copy all the original programs of the elixir given by the spirit of the instrument, but also paste out some of the elixir.

"Mr. Huang, Mr. Huang, Mr. Huang!" Before deciding to truly copy the original procedure of the spirit of the weapon giving the elixir, Chu Zhongtian's consciousness connected with the sea of ​​consciousness and shouted three times in a row. After confirming that Mr. Huang was really in deep-level cultivation, he began the second large-scale copy.

Tianlong Dynasty, East Palace Main Hall, Bedroom!

"What, Yan Jinghong, this lowly slave, dared to betray you and privately gave you to the third prince of the Great Yuan Dynasty. I think she is tired of living!" Queen Hua said murderously.

As the queen of a country who is below one person and above ten thousand people, Queen Hua is very gentle in front of Dongfang Xiongba, but in front of others, she reveals her majesty as a queen.

Originally, the Queen felt a little strange because she hadn't seen her beloved daughter all day, and sent people to look for her everywhere.

After waiting for her daughter to come back, after hearing her talk about her experience that day, the Queen angrily slapped a delicate jade table in front of her and smashed it.

"Mother, don't be angry, isn't my daughter okay now!" Seeing that the Queen Mother, who rarely gets angry, was so angry that she smashed the jade table, Dongfang Yuner hurried to her side, hugged her arms tightly and said coquettishly.

"Yuner, according to what you said just now, Yan Jinghong betrayed you after careful preparation, so how did you escape her carefully designed trap?" Faced with Dongfang Yuner's coquettishness, the Queen, who had always regarded her as her beloved, was full of anger, and instantly disappeared completely.

However, as the queen of the dynasty, the Queen was not the kind of woman with big breasts and no brains. She quickly realized that something was wrong and asked directly.