Taoist Huang Ting

Fire Island.

Dongfu.

Zhu Rong Demon God stands in the void, playing with flames. In the middle, a cauldron is like a small mountain. Lu Qingfeng was by his side, continuously infiltrating Dao Ling Jue, countless materials and a share of spiritual water fell into the cauldron.

After about two sticks of incense.

Lu Qingfeng flicked his fingers, and the lid of the cauldron was lifted.

A fresh smell permeated, Lu Qingfeng pinched the Yin Jue with his hands, and the breath turned into one after another, falling into the jade aside. In case of condensation, it becomes clear water droplets.

"Eighty copies."

"Eighty drops of Millennium Alcohol, plus other spirit water and spirits, even if the Millennium Alcohol is calculated with two spirit stones per drop, the cost is only 300 pieces of spirit stones."

"But 80 copies of Ming and Qing Lingshui of ordinary quality can sell 8,000 Lingshi."

Twenty-fold profiteering.

In addition, Lu Qingfeng controls the Magic Wave Sea. Although the alcohol solution is not inexhaustible, it is also inexhaustible and costless. Refining it into Ming and Qing Lingshui is simply without profit.

"One thousand six hundred spiritual stones, enough to make up three to five parts to refine the golden silkworm Gu."

"Next, the most important thing is to refine the Golden Silkworm Gu to replace Qingshan and Qingyu."

If the materials for refining the golden silkworm Gu are precious, it may not be mentioned. It consumes a lot of money, and that's when the training begins after the cultivation. It's just that these materials are distributed all over the world. If Lu Qingfeng is required to collect it alone, it will not be possible for dozens or hundreds of years.

time does not wait.

Lu Qingfeng has a sense of urgency in his heart.

Luo Zhendian can't count on it, and can only rely on the Yuxian Pavilion and other chambers of commerce and business alliances.

Ming and Qing Lingshui is the stepping stone.

During this time-

Purchase Magic Wave Sea.

The refining capital is Tianxuan Mingce, raising Taoist soldiers.

Then to sell Ming and Qing Lingshui.

Interlocking with each other, leaving no gaps at every step.

The magic wave sea was purchased to buy out the source of alcohol.

At the level of an ordinary alchemist, it is not easy to analyze the extremely complex formula of Ming and Qing Lingshui. However, the Ming and Qing Lingshui is no better than the elixir, and it is still more hopeful that it can be reversed.

For Lu Qingfeng, it has no effect.

Instead of expending hard work to refine Ming and Qing Lingshui, make more profits. It is better to sell alcohol liquid directly.

Thousands of blue golden trees in the magic wave sea, every two hundred years, only a thousand years of alcohol will produce 1.095,000 drops. Priced at two spiritual stones is more than two million spiritual stones.

On average, there are 10,000 yuan in revenue per year.

Coupled with the higher value of Wannian Liquor and 100,000 Year Liquor, this income can be doubled.

That's enough.

The sacrifice of the capital Tianxuan Mingce is to sell Ming and Qing Lingshui, while making huge profits and gains, while ensuring one's own integrity. The Taoist soldiers are guarded, not to be entangled by Xiao Xiao, and oppressed by real people.

Finally sell Ming and Qing Lingshui.

One is to earn spirit stones, to further enhance Du Tianxuan Ming Ce, and to enhance strength.

Two.

The most important point is to collect materials and refine Golden Silkworm Gu.

Even all the above actions are for this final purpose.

Half a year.

Finally everything is ready, just wait for the refining Gu materials to be in place.

"You can't hang on a tree in the Yuxian Pavilion, open the door with Ming and Qing Lingshui, and collect it in multiple ways, which is the fastest efficiency." Lu Qingfeng's eyes were bright, his thoughts passed, and he made a plan.

But before that, we still have to wait for all Xuanming Yin Soldiers to return.

It's just time.

The guardian of the White Bone Demon Sect, Han Ji, has already rushed to the junction of the White Bone Realm and the Profound Yuan Realm, and he is in the Heavenly Abyss thousands of miles north of the Magic Wave Sea.

Knocked out outside of Xuanyuan, ready to go.

...

Chaotianyuan.

The raging wind and darkness, the dark and skyless abyss, stretched from east to west for thousands of miles, like an immortal god, cutting the earth with one finger, isolating the white bone realm from the profound origin realm.

Thought the sky.

This day.

A group of people came by taking advantage of the dark night, hiding in Chaotianyuan.

The head of the man showed his figure, and it was Han Ji, the guardian of the Bone Demon Sect.

"The sky will be bright, and I will rest here for one night." Han Ji waved his hand and stopped everyone.

"Yes."

The crowd stopped, and immediately a monk held a black flag and swayed in the air, producing bursts of black smoke that enveloped the group of people. From the outside, it seems to be empty and nothing unusual.

On Han Ji's side, there is an old man with his pupils black and white, even if he stands still, he has a slight killing intent.

He is Zhenjin Cha Shan, the head of the White Bone Demon Sect Wushengtang.

The Wusheng hall master looked at Han Ji with a gloomy voice, "The disciples in the hall have been scattered in batches, and they will be able to rush to the Huling Shell Field in three days. As soon as I wait, the law protector will be able to gather immediately after giving an order. ."

"it is good."

Han Ji nodded slightly.

Looking at the rugged Han Ji in the White Bone Demon Sect, the darkness was now shrouded in darkness and seemed a little unpredictable.

After a moment of silence, Han Ji looked at the Wusheng Hall Master, "Ahead is the Sea of ​​Phantom Waves. I heard that a demon monk with the nickname ‘Burning Fire Sanren’ came from somewhere recently. Rumor has it that it’s my White Bone Demon Sect chess piece?"

"There is such a person."

"However, the origins of the Laihuo Sanren are mysterious. The old man once sent someone to investigate. I don't know the basis. It should be a casual cultivation somewhere and has nothing to do with my Demon Sect."

The Master Wusheng reported, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes immediately, "As soon as the Burning Fire Sanren appeared, he took the Phantom Sea from the Yuxian Pavilion in a big way. At this juncture, I don’t know if—"

"Not urgent."

Han Ji waved his hand and looked to the south, "Since I'm sure that I'm in the middle of the magic path, I'll have trouble with Hall Master Chashan behind and go to the Magic Wave Sea. If the cultivation level is good, he can be brought under his command and conquer the fire spirit shell field together."

"If the cultivation base is average--"

The Hall Master Wusheng looked at Han Ji, and his black and white pupils flashed inquiries.

"If the cultivation level is average, you still flaunt me under the banner of the White Bone Demon Sect and kill them." Han Ji said lightly.

"Yes!"

The Master Wusheng nodded in response.

then.

This place fell into silence, the whole Chaotianyuan, the yin wind roared constantly, revealing the horror.

time flies.

Three days later.

...

Magic wave sea.

Fire Island.

The main body of the Wusheng Hall flickered, manifested outside of Fire Island, and his mouth became silky with a loud voice, and it turned into a brilliant sound when it was introduced into Fire Island—

"The White Bone Demon Sect checks the mountain, passing by the sea of ​​magic waves, specially come to visit fellow Dao Huo, and also invite fellow Dao to show up."

In the cave.

Lu Qingfeng was sitting cross-legged, thinking into the capital of Xuan Ming Ce, rehearsing the battle formation. Suddenly heard external noises, his eyes opened suddenly, "Bone Demon Sect, Master Wusheng Zhashan?"

In the heartbeat, appeared outside the cave.

Looking up, he saw the old man with a black pupil and a white pupil standing in the air. The black robe moved with the wind, and there was a force that could not be ignored facing him.

"Get off the horse?"

Lu Qingfeng held a voucher, he was fortunately for the true essence, with the breath of the devil on his body, soaring suddenly, ignoring this aura, and rushing towards the hall master of Wusheng, "It turns out that it is the hall master of the White Bone Demon Sect Chashan. Please forgive me."

The Master Wusheng looked at this raging fire and scattered people, and saw that his whole body was enveloped in a black robe, and his body was full of demon flames. At first glance, it looks more like a magic way than him.

It's just a self-cultivation, but it is specious and unreal.

"I don't know if Hall Master Chashan is visiting today, what is your order?" Lu Qingfeng looked at Hall Master Wusheng, neither humble nor overbearing.

"The old man has heard of the fame of the fellow daoists, and knows that he is also a fellow in the same way. He will come here for a while and really have important matters to discuss." The Wusheng hall master did not sell the key, and he did not really understand the cultivation of Lu Qingfeng, so he opened the door and said, "My Zong The battle with Xuan Yuanzong is about to come. Daoists belong to the magical way and are in the realm of the sea of ​​magic waves. When encountering Xuanyuanzong, it is inevitable to be alone. Why don't you help me fight against Xuanyuanzong together?"

So straightforward.

Lu Qingfeng hid his big hands in his sleeves, the seven bird feathers turned into flying ash, and his heart sank.

"I am accustomed to the poor and lonely, and I don't like fighting." Lu Qingfeng suppressed his mood and said lightly.

"Don't like fighting?"

The Master Wusheng sneered in his heart.

The monk of the dignified Demon Dao, claiming that he doesn't like fighting, it is really laughable to say it. He looked at Lu Qingfeng and said loudly, "The war is about to come, and the Devil Sect is at the time when he is thirsty for talents. Feel free to tell me what the Daoists have.

"Please come back, please."

"Pan Dao has no intention of intervening in the two fights."

Lu Qingfeng carried his hands on his back, unmoved.

Upon hearing this, the Wusheng hall frowned slightly, staring at Lu Qingfeng, and said, "Once the two schools fight, it is a battle between the two realms. Within the two realms, no one can stay out of the matter. Daoist is a magician. It’s really extraordinary. If you don’t provoke Xuan Yuanzong, Xuan Yuanzong will definitely not let it go. Do you really think about it anymore?"

"Sorry."

Lu Qingfeng's tone was plain. Then he was afraid of pretending to join the White Bone Demon Sect, after all, he still had to confront Xuan Yuanzong. At that time, both standing on the opposite side of Xuan Yuan Sect, it is impossible to really contribute to the White Bone Demon Sect and attack any disciple of Xuan Yuan Sect.

Instead of being unpleasant at the time, don't refuse so decisively.

"in this way--"

"Pity."

The host of the Wusheng hall showed regret.

Suddenly.

A black glow flickered at the corner of Lu Qingfeng's eyes, and in an instant he swept across the void and came to him. He raised his eyes and saw, but the Wusheng Hall Master lifted his hands, sending out a black light lasing.

"Black dog nails!"

Lu Qingfeng glanced at it, and his hairs stood upright.

The black dog nail came through the air with the sound of thunderous dog barking.

Go straight to the door of Lu Qingfeng.

"Du Tian Xuan Ming Ce!"

When Lu Qingfeng thought, Du Tian Xuan Ming Ce flew out of his hand and fell into the air. U U reading www.uukanshu. com

The next moment.

"I wish Rong Demon God!"

Lu Qingfeng exclaimed in his heart, a beast-headed human body with red scales, fire snakes pierced in his ears, and a demon **** with his feet on a fire dragon stepped out of his body. It was the demon **** Zhu Rong.

As soon as the demon **** came out, the magic flame was overwhelming.

Du Tianxuan Mingce was up and down behind him, and the roar of the generals came from inside.

Thirty-six all heavenly ghosts!

Three hundred and sixty-five Xuan Ming Yin soldiers!

The power is gathered and added to the devil.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Zhu Rong Mo's spirit and energy skyrocketing, and immediately stepped through the foundation and rushed through the spirit void, and came to the realm of pill formation, and stretched Zhu Rong's body for several laps, reaching a height of three feet.

The magic spirit machine is getting stronger and stronger.

Real people are overwhelming.