Chapter 45: Nine-turn Soul Elixirs
Just do it. Immediately, Du Qian summoned the Dragon God Ding. Perhaps because of the improvement of Du Qian's cultivation, the Jiulong pattern on the Dragon Tripod is also even worse.
"Brother Shending, I'm counting on you." Du Qian said to the voice of the Dragon God Ding.
"Ha ha, boy, don't rest your breath. Remember, everything should be under my command! Do you understand?"
Du Qian smiled gently and then said, "Brother Shending, are you all right?"
Wenlong Shending laughed and scolded, "You stinky boy, okay, don't talk about many, let's start alchemy."
That's right. Du Qian clearly felt that the voice of the dragon tripod was a little weak. Although he didn't know why, he understood that it must be related to his refining of the nine-turn Tiandan elixir. He secretly wrote down the kindness of the tattooed dragon tripod and nodded to the tattooed dragon tripod.
Sitting cross-legged, Tong Linger's soul is not like the master's, which is still in the body. The master's soul is just about to dissipate. However, one thing is that the soul is still in the body. As long as the soul is still in the body, then everything is fine.
And the difference between Tong Linger is that her soul has completely disappeared outside, and she only relies on the strong cultivation of Shura to support it.
Therefore, in addition to the soul grass, there is also a very important spiritual grass, that is, "Xue Ning". Yes, this kind of spiritual grass is really poison. However, in those years, this was poison and spiritual grass, but it was very valuable. One plant also had to sell tens of thousands of top-quality spiritual stones.
However, the good thing is that Shura has collected a lot of spiritual grass over the years, among which it happens to be "Xue Ning". There are a total of eighty-eight flavors of spiritual grass, a total of seven parts, all thrown in. This is also because the number of Du Qianling grass is limited at present, so we have to throw out seven copies.
The corner of Du Qian's eyes glanced at Shura slightly, but saw that Shura looked at himself nervously. Du Qian smiled slightly: "Brother, don't worry. Even if it doesn't work this time, there will be another time. Lingcao is still there."
Du Qian is right. Lingcao is indeed still there, but it is still sprouting, but it is about to grow.
"Ky, don't be distracted anymore. Speed up, fire!"
Du Qian listened and quickly closed his heart. Between his palms, the fire shot out.
An hour has passed...
A little anxious voice came from the Dragon God Tripod: "Kid, your ordinary fire is not good. In this way, take out the five heavens quickly."
Du Qian was slightly stunned, five heavens? Is alchemy related to it? But Du Qian still chose to believe in the Dragon Tripod. The dragon god tripod was sacrificed. The dragon god tripod said again, "Take the first heaven of the five heavens and absorb the flames. Hurry up!"
"Five heavens? Absorb its flame?" Du Qian asked in a little stunned.
"Just do as I say. Break the first day of the five heavens, divide one hand, and absorb the flame on it."
Du Qian smiled bitterly. He really wanted to ask, how can he break it?
However, Du Qian still automatically separated his left hand, with a strong mortal fire, and was about to hit the first sky of the five heavens. Suddenly, a loud dragon roared. At this time, the voice of the dragon tripod appeared in Du Qian's head: "Kid, do you think you can break it yourself?"
Du Qian was speechless. Obviously, he didn't say how to break it. Du Qian slapped it out, and then the dragon crashed into the first heaven of the five heavens. The crisp voice came from the five heavens. It was the first heaven in the five heavens that broke up.
"Sip up and absorb the flame!" Du Qian dared to hesitate, turned his left hand into a palm, and immediately grabbed it, fiercely! Strong, ultra-high temperature! These words appeared in Du Qian's mind. His left hand turned red in an instant, as if it had been fried.
Du Qian really felt that the flame, a trace, slowly penetrated from the palm of his left palm. The meat was as painful as a knife, and the sweat was dripping from Du Qian's forehead one by one. However, Du Qian's perseverance is not strong. Although he endures such great pain, his attention is still focused on alchemy, and the flame of his right hand has not been relieved at all because of the pain.
"Ky, hold on! The change and deterioration of the flame is a level that you must go through now and even in the future. I didn't tell you before. I just hope you don't have too much pressure. Now, you must accept and bear this pain!"
Du Qian shook his head helplessly, but he had to admit this fact. When refining the nine-turn elixir, Du Qian always felt that there was something wrong. Later, he realized that his flame was not of sufficient quality. Otherwise, the time will be greatly shortened, and the success rate will also be greatly increased.
A trace of pain on Du Qian's face was relieved, not because of something, but because Du Qian was a little numb now. Yes, for a long time, his body has been numb to this feeling. However, for Du Qian now, numbness is undoubtedly the best. Only in this way can he be more focused on alchemy.
Two hours have passed.
"Ky, hurry up and integrate this pregnancy fire."
Du Qian's lips turned a little white and said, "Pregnant fire?"
"Yes, this is the second flame of Danshi, pregnant fire. Come on, I won't say more. Hurry up! After the fusion, use it quickly. With your current ordinary fire, you can't refine the nine-turn soul elixir at all.
At present, Du Qian is not talking much. While slowly releasing the fire, he fuses the pregnant fire in the body.
Integrating pregnancy fire is simple, but it is not.
If just now from the first heaven of the five heavens, absorbing the pregnant fire is the burning of the body, then fusion is the burning of the soul.
Because, if you want to use the pregnant fire for alchemy, of course, you must master it. If you can't even withstand the temperature of the flame, then you don't have to talk about mastering it.
The soul is the foundation of all things. The burning of the soul is definitely more than ten times more painful than the burning of the weak body. Du Qian's face was already very pale, but now it has become like paper color. The clothes all over the body burned out in an instant. Except for the face and the body, all of them are red.
The pain is like the blood being pierced one by one. It is a pain like a needle, with a little itching in the pain.
However, the pain is not always going on. The pain is gradually decreasing and disappearing.
As soon as Du's potential flame entered the body, he absorbed the pregnant fire with his real name Danyuan mixed with Fanhuo.
......
"Ky, after absorbing, release the pregnancy fire quickly!"
And just before the voice of the dragon god tripod fell, Du Qian's palms suddenly released a flame, and the flame was as bright red as the setting sun. Xiong Lie is incompared.
Suddenly, Du Qian heard the sigh of the Dragon Tripod again: "Oh~~ What a pity."
Du Qian looked at the Dragon Tripod doubtfully. Suddenly, he felt that the temperature around him dropped in an instant. Boy, close the fire!"
Du Qian slowly put away the fire and only heard the voice of the Dragon God Tripod say slightly weakly, "This is Chi Yan. Unfortunately, you haven't done it yet. You can only rely on me to play it." With that, the temperature around him dropped again.
Du Qian didn't notice that Shura's eyes became a little dull. Only now did he understand that it turned out that Du Qian's refining the nine-turn sky-grabbing elixir was just a trivial matter. Refining this nine-turn soul elixir can still be refined like this! Also, what kind of blue flame was that just now! I don't seem to have seen it!
Du Qian didn't know what Shura was thinking. Now he focuses all his attention on alchemy. Although he can't do that, he also has what he can do.
"Ky, turn up the fire and release it quickly! Do your best!"
The dragon god roared at Du Qian.
The temperature aroundalso increased a lot, and Du Qian immediately shot flames from his palms.
At this time, there is no change around.
Three hours...
"Kid, don't stop the fire. Keep it like this. It's about to melt!" After saying that, the so-called red flame just now appeared again, and such a tattooed dragon tripod, I have to say that it looks really strange. The blue light is in it, and the fiery red light is outside it. It's so beautiful.
"Ky, don't stay here. Collect one-third of the fire." And the blue fire on the tattooed dragon tripod also disappeared.
Now it's Jie Dan. Du Qian dares not relax, and the flames are releasing more or less.
Another hour has passed.
The Jiulong on the tattooed dragon tripod appeared again. Du Qian instantly felt that the temperature around him, one high and one low, one high and one low, swirling around, "Fire with all your strength!"
Du Qian put the flame to the maximum again.
The traces of sweat came out of Du Qian's whole body, and Du Qian didn't even dare to blink his eyes.
"Kid, take back one-third of the flame. Finally, release it with all your strength, and you can become Dan. I have to go to sleep first."
After saying that, the tattooed dragon tripod lost its sound, and the nine dragons also disappeared. Du Qian wanted to ask why at that time, but he couldn't.
In Du Qian's eyes, he did not dare to be frivolous at all. However, it was at this time. Du Qian shouted loudly, and the flames of his palms were released in an instant. But after burning for two seconds, it stopped.
The golden light shoots into the sky with an extremely wonderful head. This golden light is very soft, and it is completely another version of the nine-turn Tiandan. To see clearly, there are five in total. Du Qian took a big breath, and Du Qian is now also weak. Take back the five elixirs from the jade bottle and throw them directly to the extremely excited Shura.
"Brother, I'm going to recover first."
The so-called water and don't forget to dig the well. Shura is such a person. He looked at Du Qian gratefully: "Go quickly." A rare happy smile appeared on his face. Du Qian nodded slightly and immediately sat down cross-legged.
What Du Qian didn't know was that when Shura began to recover, tears actually flowed out, and then he carefully took out a blue handkerchief from his arms...
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