Chapter 188: The Tribulation of the Pill Formation
“A ten-thousand-year-old blood ginseng and a ball of heavenly silk. The thing in your Jinguang Pavilion is really similar to Zhigang Palace.”
Wei Zhong I once disguised my identity to kill foreign enemies for Zhigang Palace, and I got these two things as reward.
"It turns out that Master Wei also knew that Zhigang Palace had these two objects, and he told the truth. We got them from exploring a secret place together.
"It's a pity that place It has been developed by my family many years ago, but now it is..."
"Okay, I don't mean to force you to reveal the location of the secret realm. I just think it's a bit strange for your two rival sects to unite to explore the secret realm."
Jia Pingjian smiled awkwardly:
"Although our two families have occasional conflicts, they can't be said to be hostile..."
Wei Zhong nodded:
"It is not easy to refine the fourth-level magic weapon. You will come back to pick it up in two months. Sword.”
Wei Zhong waved his hand, Jia Pingjian bowed his hand and then slowly exited.
After sensing that this person had left Qingbo Island, Ling Ziwei and the two of them came up to him.
“How confident are you that your husband is so confident in refining a fourth-level magic sword? You didn’t even mention the compensation after failure?”
“It’s just an ordinary fourth-level magic sword. With you, My husband’s skills are at your fingertips.”
He then looked at the heavenly silk in his hand. When he gathered at the Chamber of Commerce, Wei Zhong had collected several clumps of it in order to refine the colorful golden bamboo umbrella, and now he got another piece. , there is already enough left to refine the fourth-level robe.
"I happen to have a few balls of heavenly silk on my hands, which can be used to refine some fourth-level robes for us. As for you, Ling'er?"
Wei Zhong took his wrist and checked the repairman. for.
"In the late stage of foundation building, it is about the ninth level. It is still far away from the peak, so I haven't slacked off in practice. I still have at least fifty years of longevity, and there is hope for forming pills."
Hearing Wei Zhong's murmur, a hint of joy appeared on the latter's face, and then he heard Wei Zhong continue to ask:
"How is the spiritual root entering the country?"
Xie Linghua shook her head:
"After the master left, Ling'er tried the "Spirit Planting Method" twice. Although both were successful, she is still far away from the high-grade spiritual roots."
"If your spiritual roots are not of the highest grade, there is still a risk in forming pills. During the next period of time, in addition to practicing, you should cultivate your own vitality."
Then he took out a pile of blue-patterned glass stones, There are more than two hundred pieces.
These parts were collected from several Jiedan families under the Wang family, and some were obtained from the Yunji Chamber of Commerce.
"This amount is probably enough for you to enter the high-grade spiritual root. If it is not enough, you can come and ask me for it."
Xie Linghua accepted it with joy, and Wei Zhong looked at Ling Ziwei again.
The opponent's cultivation level has not increased significantly in recent years, and is still in the middle stage of pill formation.
This is the current situation of most alchemy monks, not Wei Zhong's rapid progress.
"Does Ziwei need to switch to other exercises to practice this "Spirit Planting Method"?"
The other party thought for a moment and chose to refuse:
“It’s not necessary for the time being. I have been practicing this technique for hundreds of years, and I may not be able to progress at such a speed if I change it rashly.
“Furthermore, let’s talk about time. It is still very sufficient for me, and it may not be impossible to use the high-grade spiritual roots to sprint for the Nascent Soul.
"If it fails, it won't be too late for me to switch to practicing Kung Fu."
Wei Zhong nodded. Ling Ziwei is not old, so it can be said that she is wealthy enough in the realm of pill formation.
Even if one reaches the pinnacle of pill formation with such qualifications, one will still have at least a hundred years of life left over, enough to practice martial arts and change one's spiritual roots.
Seeing that he had a plan in mind, Wei Zhong stopped trying to intervene.
After giving instructions to the two about their cultivation, they turned back to the cave and began to deal with the fourth-level magic sword.
Black and red flames emerged from Wei Zhong's palm. At this time, with Wei Zhong's profound cultivation, there is no problem in supporting this flame for use in refining elixirs and refining weapons.
As soon as the flames touched the ground, a black evil spirit spurted out from it and headed straight for the front door of Wei Zhong.
Fortunately, a group of black water blocked it.
“If it is really a spiritual material that is full of evil energy, how overbearing will the fourth-level magic weapon made from this material be?”
Thinking of Jia Ping Jian Yijie Dan monk, such a material Would he dare to use the ferocious weapon he had made?
It is difficult for a Dan-forming monk to control a fourth-level magic weapon, not to mention such a magic sword that is full of evil aura.
It is powerful, but it hurts both the enemy and yourself.
"Let's continue to refine it. If possible, try to restrain the evil spirit in it..."
The flames continued to burn, and the earth nightmare gold gradually turned into a liquid substance mixed with gold and black.
Tempering the body, shaping...
A month passed, and this fourth-level magic sword began to take shape in Wei Zhong's hands.
"The rest is to draw the runes, sharp and restrained, preferably with a touch of purity, and..."
In two months, Wei Zhong finally succeeded in refining these magical swords.
Looking at the black magic sword in front of him with gold threads interspersed throughout the blade, Wei Zhong nodded with satisfaction.
“This can be regarded as my highest masterpiece in refining the fourth-level magic sword. The blending of various spiritual materials has reached the ultimate level that I can master, and the power of the magic weapon is also the same.”
Raising the sword, there was no whistling sound as it cut through the air, but it was not much different from an ordinary iron sword.
This is because all the power of the magic weapon is restrained within the sword body by the runes.
Only by injecting spiritual power to unlock the restrictions will it reveal its original appearance.
“Not bad, but if there is moonlight sand and Baiyun Gold, this sword should be upgraded to the middle grade. But this time I am refining the weapon for others, so there is no need to spend such effort.
“As far as this sword is concerned, the two items Jia Pingjian took out are already a big advantage. "
After taking the sword out of the customs and delivering it to Master Jia Pavilion, who had been waiting here for a long time, Wei Zhong warned:
"This sword contains evil spirits. Do not use it unless necessary. It is easy to kill the enemy, and it is not difficult to hurt yourself. A monk in the middle stage of pill formation can only swing one sword at most. Even Master Jia Pavilion can only swing two swords at most. Any more will put his life in danger. ”
Jia Pingjian took the sword dubiously, thanked Wei Zhong before saying goodbye and leaving.
Wei Zhong sent it out of the spirit island, turned around and returned to the cave, with a ball of black spiritual fire emerging from his hand.
[Jin Liuyan·Grandmaster (1%)]
“This spell progresses very quickly, much faster than Black Water Spirit Clothes.”
I often think about it Using it to refine alchemy and weapons, and even use it to fight enemies, is equivalent to daily high-intensity practice, so it is appropriate to enter the country like this.
"The black flame is the absolute fourth level, but it also consumes more spiritual power. It is fine for use against enemies, but the lower level should be used for daily alchemy and weapon refining."
The black flame differentiated, and the color gradually became lighter, black-red, golden-red, golden...
The random upgrading and downgrading of the spiritual fire showed that Wei Zhong had further deepened his control over the golden flame.
“I wonder what it is like to be at the peerless level? Flying throwing techniques, breath gathering techniques, etc. all condense magic runes. In the same way, will the runes of golden flames be condensed?”
Wei Zhong thought about it and put away the flame.
It took seventy or eighty years to go from master level to grand master, and it would take hundreds of years to reach the peerless level.
It is useless to think about this matter at this moment.
Wei Zhong walked to the Golden Thunder Bamboo Forest, observed the growth of the main Golden Thunder Bamboo plant, and casually cut down a Millennium Golden Thunder Bamboo.
The age of this plant is probably more than 2,000 years, and it is considered to be one of the older ones in the bamboo forest.
Xie Linghua’s basic cultivation is getting better and better, and she still needs to prepare one or two secret treasures to overcome the tribulation.
"Thousand-year-old golden thunder bamboo, combined with third-level spiritual silk, and then mixed with some heavenly silk, to refine a colorful golden bamboo umbrella..."
One month later, a green-gold spiritual umbrella was released, with a third-level spiritual silk. Middle grade.
“This thing is probably more than enough to deal with the Dangyuan Thunder Tribulation.”
The handle of the spirit umbrella is hollow, and inside it is the spirit-absorbing rune drawn by Wei Zhong, which is used to extract the spirit stone. The spiritual power supplies energy to the spiritual umbrella, reducing the burden on the user.
In this way, even if Xie Linghua builds up her basic skills, using this umbrella will not be a big problem. "To be on the safe side, it is better to refine another third-level robe. In addition, one more Spirit Summoning Pill needs to be refined. At this point, both the Heart Demon Tribulation and the Thunder Tribulation can be dealt with, and the pill-forming calamity can be dealt with without any worries."
Lingyan has just been promoted, and Wei Zhong is particularly good at using alchemy and refining tools, and he still has some unfinished ideas.
In half a year, not only did he refine a third-level low-grade robe with lightning protection effect, but he also refined a fourth-level robe for himself and Ling Ziwei.
It was refined by Wei Zhong using the golden flames after his promotion after absorbing his recent experience in refining qi. Its power is slightly more powerful than the robe given to the Shadow Moon Sect that day.
The defensive ability is strong, and it is also mixed with some spell-proofing effects. It has a certain damage reduction ability against the likes of Five Elements spells or thunder spells.
It can be called a masterpiece of Wei Zhongmo's level of weapon refining.
Ten years have passed, and Golden Thunder Bamboo has failed to reach the ten thousand year mark, but Xie Linghua’s cultivation has reached Foundation Establishment Perfection.
"Your spiritual roots are still a little weak at the moment. Have you really considered forming an elixir now?"
The latter nodded heavily, seeing this Wei Zhong sighed faintly, No more dissuasion.
“I have prepared everything I can for you. Although there is a high probability that you will survive this disaster, there are always surprises in everything.”
"Master, there is no need to dissuade me. Ling'er has made up her mind."
Xie Linghua knows that she is very old. If she continues to wait, her body will continue to weaken. By then, it will be a top-grade cast. Spiritual roots, I'm afraid the hope of successfully forming the elixir is not too great.
‘The master can form an elixir with a medium-grade spiritual root, why can’t I? '
"In this case, you start to prepare. All the things that should be used to form the elixir to overcome the tribulation are given to you, and you can take good care of them."
Then Wei Zhong and Ling Ziwei Exit this cave together.
Ling Ziwei said with a melancholy face:
"Husband, can sister Ling'er form pills this time?"
Wei Zhong shook his head:
"I don't know. Middle grade. Although it is possible for spiritual roots to form elixirs, it also depends on chance and luck.
"I have made complete preparations for it. If it still fails, I can only wait for the spiritual roots to be promoted. Try again. ”
Ling Ziwei sighed quietly:
“The speed of our progress still puts too much pressure on him, especially a few years ago, my husband’s identity as a fourth-level weapon refiner came from Yunzhou City.
"Sister Ling'er has been practicing harder and harder, and has not rested in seclusion for many years. If my husband hadn’t returned this time, he would have cultivated to the peak of foundation building in one breath before leaving the seclusion..."
At this point, Wei Zhong could only sigh in his heart. He and Ling Ziwei naturally moved forward step by step. Going forward, it is impossible to stand still and wait for her on this path of cultivation.
Wei Zhongdu has tried his best to remove the restrictions on resources and qualifications. If such conditions cannot be met, then Wei Zhong will do his best. There is nothing Zhong can do.
While Wei Zhong was deep in thought, a huge spiritual energy cyclone hovered over Lingdao.
Clumps of clouds and mist spread over the entire spirit island. This is a vision caused by the "Qingyun Jue" practiced by Xie Linghua and absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world.
Everyone on Ling Island couldn't help but stop and watch when they saw this scene.
"Is this?"
The coverage of clouds and fog is getting wider and wider, not only covering the sky, but also spreading to the bottom of Lingdao.
Wei Zhong frowned, and with a moment of big hand, he restrained all the cloud energy to the sky above the training room.
Ling Ziwei also linked up with the spirit island magic circle in a similar way.
A large amount of free spiritual energy was drawn by the formation and poured into the practice room below.
The clouds stopped spreading like this.
The aura cyclone lasted for a hundred days before slowly dissipating at noon on a sunny day.
"The elixir condensation has passed, and the inner demon tribulation is next."
Before Wei Zhong finished speaking, there were black clouds gathering on Qingbo Island.
“It’s passed, so fast!”
Ling Ziwei’s voice was full of surprise.
In the sky above our heads, black clouds gradually gathered and took shape.
Xie Linghua's body escaped from the training room, glanced at Wei Zhong and Ling Ziwei at the side, and then smiled.
Soaring upwards, breaking away from the formation and heading straight towards the Thunder Tribulation.
"Husband."
Ling Ziwei's hand tightly grasped Wei Zhong's robe, and Wei Zhong patted his palm gently to express comfort:
"It's okay, Ling'er I am more prepared than you and me.”
The pill condensation has been completed, the inner demon tribulation has passed, and what is left is the thunder tribulation.
If you survive this calamity, you will achieve the position of forming the elixir.
If it fails, it will turn into a handful of ashes.
There is absolutely no reason to look back.
Wei Zhong raised his head and looked up at the sky. At this time, the thunder calamity had condensed and formed, and the first thunder struck straight down towards Xie Linghua.
Xie Linghua's face was determined, and the clouds in her hands condensed into a ball to wrap herself in it.
Thunder and lightning split the white clouds until they were charred black and turned into fly ash, revealing the calm-looking Xie Linghua inside.
He did not use magic weapons to resist, he just used his own magic body and defensive spells to catch it.
But this is only the first thunder tribulation, and there are eight more powerful thunders behind it.
The second and third lanes...
Finally, during the fourth thunder tribulation, Xie Linghua had to take out the colorful golden bamboo umbrella that Wei Zhong had prepared for her.
The Thunder Tribulation of the Core Formation has extraordinary power. Even from dozens of miles away, other monks can feel this mighty power.
Many monks were attracted by it and moved closer to Qingbo Island.
Wei Zhong's divine consciousness seemed to be sensing it, and he escaped into the magic circle, activating the five elements puppets in it. The magic circle expanded five miles, forming five giants towering into the clouds to guard the four directions.
The giant roared:
"Build the pill to overcome the tribulation, and the idle people retreat!"
The roar carrying the pressure of the pill spread for dozens of miles, and the monks who came to see the excitement stopped quickly, with horror on their faces.
"Is this voice Master Wei from Qingbo Island? I didn't expect that the other person had returned secretly after going to Yunzhou City."
Wei Zhong was very low-key when he came and went, and he could only ask questions deliberately such as Only Jia Pingjian and his like can know.
More than ten miles away from Qingbo Island, a middle-aged man accompanied an old man floating in the air.
The old man spoke slowly:
“Zhengsheng, this is the third-level alchemist Master Wei you mentioned.”
“Exactly, it’s a pity that this person has never entered the fourth level. Otherwise, we don’t have to pay a big price to ask the fourth-level alchemists from the Gathering Chamber of Commerce to make alchemy.”
The two of them are Yao Zhengsheng and Lian Chengjue who came from Qingmu Sect.
Lian Chengjue has been at the peak of pill formation for many years. In recent days, the Qingmu Sect has finally relied on the supply of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range to raise enough elixirs, and is planning to go to Yunzhou City to find The Chamber of Commerce gathered together to plot one or two fourth-level treasure pills to attack the Nascent Soul level.
Wei Zhong's spiritual consciousness also discovered the two of them among the monks. He looked surprised, but then ignored them.
He turned to watch the nearby monks vigilantly to prevent any accidents.
(End of this chapter)