Chapter 409 Krypton Level Twice, Northbound Plan
After returning from Xiaoluoshan, Wei Zhong immediately entered a state of seclusion.
Shut away foreigners and concentrate on cultivation.
Taking out the refined Tianfenling True Pill, Wei Zhong raised his head and swallowed it.
As if he had swallowed a whirlpool of spiritual energy, Wei Zhong continuously circulated the "Five Elements Building the Tao Sutra" to absorb and refine it.
Wisps of spiritual energy escaping from the elixir were captured by Wei Zhong's meridians and turned into mana circulating in the body.
"The effect of the seventh-level elixir is truly extraordinary!"
After just a little refining, Wei Zhong felt that his cultivation level was improved much faster than before after swallowing the Linglong Wonderful Pill.
Moreover, Wei Zhong's absorption and refining did not have much impact on the changes in the shape of the elixir.
"I'm afraid this seventh-level elixir will take me several decades to refine."
Such powerful medicinal power made Wei Zhong feel very satisfied.
In this way, Wei Zhong has been immersed in seclusion and practice, and hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The text information on the panel flashed, and Wei Zhong woke up from seclusion.
As soon as he opened his eyes, what came into view was the illusory text on the panel:
【Name: Wei Zhong】
[Cultivation: Late Stage of Void Refining (Ninth Level·9%)]
【Shou Yuan: 6880/10000】
There are no years of practice, and hundreds of years of seclusion have passed, and Wei Zhong has entered the last small realm of Lianxu.
There are only a few hundred years left before the so-called consummation of refining the void.
"This is the blessing of the seventh-level spiritual veins and the seventh-level treasure elixir."
This speed of improving his cultivation made Wei Zhong feel intoxicated and obsessed.
If there were no external disturbances, Wei Zhong might be able to continue practicing like this.
But that's not possible at this moment. The minor catastrophe that happens every three thousand years to Lianxu monks is coming.
Wei Zhong could sense the unknown crisis locking him in the sky.
There is no way out of this crisis, let alone delay.
After leaving the customs, Wei Zhong said goodbye to Luo Muxue and left the Five Elements Immortal Sect.
Traveling thousands of miles, we arrived at a deserted land where few people had visited and where few monks were seen.
In the Demon Abyss Palace, Dajin raised his head slightly, as if he understood that it was time for him to take action.
Opening his mouth and spitting out a bubble, the power of luck contained in it was so strong that it even turned the entire bubble into a milky white color.
When Wei Zhongyuan Shen touches it, it immediately covers Wei Zhongyuan Shen and the legal body.
Wei Zhong felt as if he had escaped some strange lock, and suddenly felt at ease.
"Dajin was able to cope with the first small catastrophe."
Wei Zhong murmured and raised his head, black clouds gathered in the sky, and the disaster was complete.
Not sensing much threat from the thunder tribulation above his head, Wei Zhong put on the Cantian Void Thunder Armor.
Mana was injected into it, and the fifth-level thunder seeds were mobilized with all their strength, and the "Seven Apertures Thunder Technique" that had not been used for a long time was also activated.
A ball of dazzling silver lightning surrounded Wei Zhong.
It was even more dazzling than the silver lightning rolling in the sky.
All the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was extracted by Wei Zhong, so that this place condensed into a huge whirlpool of spiritual energy.
It covered the sky and the sun, and even the small calamity clouds were covered by it.
"What a powerful vision. Could it be that a treasure has been born?"
Although there are few monks coming and going around, there are always a few people attracted by such visions.
Looking at the spiritual energy rolling in the sky, I swallowed, feeling in awe and not daring to take another step forward.
These people were not only intimidated by the spiritual pressure in the air, but also sensed a hint of fatal deterrence inside.
This is the power of heavenly calamity.
As a blocking stone on the monk's road, no monk can not be afraid of the thunder disaster conceived by the heaven and earth.
This spiritual energy swept through the vision and lasted for a full quarter of an hour before slowly dissipating.
The spiritual pressure in the sky disappeared and calm returned.
Even the inexplicable divine power was nowhere to be seen.
Many monks flew into it, wanting to see what caused this phenomenon.
"If a treasure is born, it will be a great opportunity..."
There are many monks who hold such thoughts, but it is a pity that these people are left to fly into the core of the spiritual energy vortex that has dissipated.
All I could see was the devastated mountains, which were scorched black for miles, as if they had been burned by flames.
But from the exposed rock, they saw the remaining silver thunder and lightning, and everyone knew where the strange treasure was born, and it was clearly a place to overcome tribulation.
The monks walked among them, frightened by the destructive power of thunder.
However, not long after exploring it, a monk discovered something.
A green bud emerged from the charred tree stump, and the vitality it exuded moved the surrounding monks.
"Lightning strikes the wood!"
The moment he spoke out, he was robbed.
Although it looks like it is only at the fourth or fifth level, it is not worth mentioning to high-level monks like Wei Zhong.
But for monks who are still forming elixirs, Yuanying, and transforming into gods, it is a treasure.
The net worth of many monks who have been cultivating for hundreds and thousands of years is not even as valuable as this lightning strike tree.
Such a wide range of thunder-type exotic treasures are constantly discovered by monks here, triggering one battle after another.
The source of this conflict, Wei Zhong, had already left this place and entered the Five Elements Immortal Sect.
After overcoming the calamity and entering the sect, Wei Zhong covered his whereabouts and did not cause any ripples within the sect.
Even Luo Muxue, as Wei Zhong's pillow, only thought that Wei Zhong went out to visit his friends.
These few days of being out are nothing to mention in terms of the monk's long life.
After obtaining a large amount of spiritual materials collected by the Luo family from Xiaoluoshan, Wei Zhong did not rush back to the cave, but went to the spiritual medicine garden again.
Seeing the arrival of Wei Zhong, a seventh-level alchemist, the Void Refining monk in charge of collecting elixirs was horrified.
Wei Zhong saw his young face and asked in confusion:
"My Taoist friend is not here?"
The latter replied:
"Could Master Five Colors be talking about senior Cheng Wenjie?"
Wei Zhong nodded slowly.
The young monk looked regretful:
"Senior Cheng went out a few days ago and encountered a robbery. He has died."
Wei Zhong was stunned for a moment and shook his head:
"What a twist of fate."
As a member of the Cheng family, he has learned a lot about elixirs and is a high-level spiritual cultivator.
Although he is not good at fighting, he can use this identity to avoid foreign assignments and stay in the elixir garden and ignore foreign affairs.
Wei Zhong didn't know why the latter suddenly left the clan.
This departure is a sign of bad luck.
"It is said that Senior Cheng purchased many magical weapons when he left the sect, and even prepared several of the so-called spiritual pearls. Unexpectedly..."
Although the spirit bead magic weapon is powerful, it also depends on whose hands it is. For monks who are not good at fighting, this thing is not much different from self-destruction.
"Can the matter be investigated within the sect?"
The young monk nodded:
"We have already sent our disciples there, and the results will surely come soon."
Wei Zhong did not ask any more questions, but just took out his token and asked him to help pick the medicinal materials.
After a while, the other party handed the storage bag and the token to Wei Zhong.
"Senior, all the medicinal materials for the Tianfenling True Pill are here."
Wei Zhong took the two items, inspected them, confirmed they were correct, and then left.
All the way back to the cave, Wei Zhong started refining the elixir again.
After trying the effect of the seventh-level elixir, Wei Zhong could no longer rely on the slow cultivation speed supported by the sixth-level elixir.
After a hundred days of preparation, Wei Zhong officially opened the furnace.
Within a few days, the spiritual energy cyclone reappeared over Zixiaoting.
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Such a scene made Luo Muxue, who was practicing in seclusion, raise her head.
"My husband is making elixirs again?"
He seems to have become numb to the situation.
After just a moment of excitement, he fell silent again. Sensing that he was about to break through the bottleneck of his cultivation, he entered a state of concentrated cultivation again.
"Are you refining the seventh-level elixir again?"
Zixiaoting is located on a seventh-level spiritual vein, surrounded by other caves.
There are many Hedao monks living there.
Wei Zhong had just moved here and within a few hundred years, he had refined the seventh-level elixir twice, which astonished all the Hedao monks.
After all, these hundreds of years are too short in their lifespan, not even as long as a retreat.
Moreover, there are few seventh-level alchemists who refine alchemy so frequently.
Miraculous medicine is rare, and the situation of opening a furnace once every few thousand years is the epitome of the immortal sect's alchemist.
In the Zixiao Court, Wei Zhong's face turned slightly ugly when he looked at the alchemy furnace.
"Sure enough, if you often walk on the beach, how can your shoes not get wet?"
Wei Zhong went astray in his alchemy refining this time and almost exploded the furnace.
Fortunately, Wei Zhong used his own means to suppress the power of the medicine in the furnace, and once again picked out the essence like peeling off cocoons, and re-condensed the elixir body.
Although the prototype of the spiritual elixir was formed, Wei Zhong knew as soon as he sensed it that this elixir was far inferior to the one he refined last time.
Looking up at the sky, black clouds gathered in the sky, condensing together, as if neither the pill nor the heavenly calamity deserved to be rewarded.
However, under Wei Zhong's gaze, the calamity cloud had been brewing for a long time, and finally it was successfully condensed.
Wei Zhong flew out with the alchemy furnace, took out the prototype of the spiritual elixir, injected it with Xuanqing Qi, and then threw it under the calamity cloud.
Just a bolt of lightning struck down, and the thunder disaster in the sky quickly dissipated as if it had completed its mission.
This is the first time that Wei Zhong has seen such a short process of overcoming the tribulation in his thousands of years of practice.
Shaking his head slightly, he took back the elixir in the air and saw an elixir pattern on it.
"The lowest among the lowest, but fortunately it's still a seventh-level one."
After collecting the elixir and returning to the cave, Wei Zhong did not immediately swallow the elixir and practice it. Instead, he analyzed the process of refining the elixir just now.
"Accidents happen frequently. After all, there is a problem with the understanding of pharmacology, which leads to a conflict in the medicinal power in the furnace and almost explodes.
"Next time, you have to figure it out slowly. Don't be too hasty."
Wei Zhong summarized the gains and losses. After absorbing all the experience of alchemy, he looked at the panel attentively:
"There are only a little over three thousand years left in my lifespan. Although it is enough for me to practice to the perfection of refining the void, it is not enough to use the [Year Dao Dharma] many times in the process to deal with the crisis of life and death.
"The situation is safe and the resources are sufficient. We must take advantage of this good opportunity to restore the Krypton class."
Wei Zhong's eyes focused on the panel, and he could see a line of text:
"One krypton level in the late stage of refining the void can give you eight hundred years of life."
Wei Zhong looked at his cultivation in the late stage of Xuzhou training (ninth level), and with a cruel heart, he silently recited in his heart:
"Krypton level twice!"
Along with Wei Zhong's inner voice, the words on the panel changed, and the mana in his body was lost. At the same time, an inexplicable force of vitality emerged from the depths of his body and even his soul.
After some changes disappeared, Wei Zhong looked at the panel again and saw:
【Name: Wei Zhong】
[Cultivation: Late Stage of Void Refining (Seventh Level·9%)]
【Shouyuan: 5280/10000】
The cultivation base dropped two levels, and Wei Zhong retreated from the top level of the late stage of refining the void to the first stage of the late stage of refining the void.
Instead, the bone age is reduced by 1,600 years.
Wei Zhong became younger, and the renewed vitality in his body made Wei Zhong feel extremely comfortable.
"Sure enough, it is better to be young. According to the longevity ratio of monks, I should be middle-aged in Lianxu Nei at this moment.
"At this age, when you reach the late stage of refining the void, you still have a lot of time to reach the perfection of refining the void and wait for the union."
Shaking his head slightly, Wei Zhong felt the decrease in his realm and the loss of mana again.
"With the help of the Heavenly Burning Spirit True Pill, it will take less than a thousand years to restore this level of cultivation. I can still make a profit of eight to nine hundred years, no loss or loss."
With the krypton level completed, Wei Zhong raised his head and swallowed the elixir in his hand, and fell into practice again.
As time went by, Wei Zhong kept repeating the cycle of alchemy, qi refining, and retreat.
In addition to daily practice, Wei Zhong also did not forget about the Luo family.
The magic weapon business in his clan was revived, and several young sixth-level weapon refiners appeared in the clan, who were much smarter and smarter than those old guys.
Wei Zhong gave a little guidance, and one person absorbed the essence of weapon refining and entered the realm of a seventh-level weapon refiner.
At this point, after thousands of years, a seventh-level weapon refiner appeared again in the Luo family.
These deeds made the whole Deluo family excited, and they were all excited about renewing the family's inheritance.
Even other clans of the Five Elements Immortal Sect were aware of these drastic changes and sent congratulatory gifts one after another.
As the master of Chiyang Palace, Yang Jing was also quite pleased with it.
However, the appearance of this seventh-level weapon refiner caused some strange noises to appear within the Luo family.
Some people believe that the Luo family now has the ability to survive independently and no longer needs to be suppressed by Wei Zhong.
Over the past millennium, Wei Zhong had used all the profits in the hands of the Luo family, and most of them were even sixth- and seventh-level rare spiritual materials.
This distribution method has long caused dissatisfaction among some members of the Luo family.
The reappearance of this seventh-level weapon refiner seemed to give these people hope that the Luo family would become independent again.
It's a pity that they still overestimated themselves.
"Master, there has been a lot of turmoil in our Luo family recently. Do we need to deal with it?"
Wei Zhong stared at the fire in front of him, the expression in his eyes did not change at all, and his eyes did not move at all:
"This is your Luo family's family matter. You can handle it on your own. I have no control over it."
After hearing Wei Zhong's reply, the young Taoist nodded slowly:
"Master, don't worry, I will definitely take care of those wine bags and rice bags."
Wei Zhong did not answer, but whispered:
"Don't be distracted, keep an eye on the fire for me, I'll be right back."
The latter took over the formation disk that controlled the earth fire from Wei Zhong and saw Wei Zhong leave the weapon refining room.
Wei Zhong flew to the reception room and saluted the monk among them:
"I've met my senior brother. Is there any news from the north?"
Hou Yanbin took the tea cup from Luo Muxue and nodded:
"Yes, twenty years from now, there will be a large spiritual boat heading from our Five Elements Immortal Sect area to Tianyin Lei Mountain.
"There are monks from the sect who are stationed on it, and the safety is guaranteed. If my junior brother insists on heading north, he can go with this boat."
(End of chapter)