Chapter 141 Refining the Foundation-Building Pill

The main peak Shenhu Peak still did not respond.

The two Jindan who were trying completely lost their patience. The silver-armored corpse standing on Tianming Peak roared, kicked the ground with both feet, and rushed to Shenhu Peak, the center of the Immortal Gate, with the evil spirit in the sky.

"Stop it!!"

On Shenhu Peak, the peak master of the first main peak flew up, and the foundation-building magic power burst out with all his strength. A circle of lightning nets formed in front of him, trying to block the flying silver-armored corpse. However, compared with the Jindan, the gap between the two is too big. The foundation-building magic power fell on the silver-armored corpse, but it couldn't even break the defense. The lightning net was directly ignored by the silver-armored corpse.

"Young man, get out of the way."

The leader of the Yangshi Sect in the air raised his hand and waved.

The evil storm swept over, and the monks of Shenhu Peak who were blocking the way were blown away in an instant, and the master of the foundation-building peak was the same. A group of monks turned into gourds rolling on the ground, falling all over.

The gap is too big.

The silver-armored corpse rushed to the innermost cave of Shenhu Peak. This is the forbidden area of ​​Shenhu Xianmen, and it is also the place where the ancestors of the Xianmen retreated.

Looking at the huge stone gate in front of him, the silver-armored corpse did not hesitate at all, and rushed into it with boundless evil spirit.

Buzz!

A layer of restrictions lit up, and golden silk threads emerged from the ground and the surrounding walls, blocking the impact of the silver-armored corpse. The power spread, trapping the silver-armored corpse in the middle.

"It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning."

The owner of the Nine Poison Valley who followed closely laughed lightly, and then he raised his hand and wiped it. A circle of faint spiritual power passed through his palm, leaving a circle of ripples in the air.

All the restrictions on the ground that blocked the silver-armored corpse were completely wiped out by his hand. The silver-armored corpse, which lost its restraints, roared and crashed into the stone gate again. All the Shenhu Peak monks behind him showed angry expressions when they saw this scene.

But in the face of absolute strength, no one cares about this kind of anger.

"Alas"

A sigh came from the secret room.

An invisible force spread out from inside, and the momentum of the silver-armored corpse was immediately blocked. The power belonging to the third Jindan cultivator spread out from the cave.

The silver-armored corpse roared angrily, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get out. A circle of invisible mana condensed into a hand and pressed him into the ground.

Kakaka.

The stone door opened, and an old figure walked out from inside.

"My two Taoist friends, how are you?"

As the people inside walked out, the tense atmosphere eased all of a sudden, and all the disciples of Shenhu Xianmen showed excitement on their faces.

The two factions of cultivators who came to besiege Shenhu Xianmen showed ugly expressions.

The leader of Shenhu Xianmen is still alive!

The old guy who hasn't shown up for nearly 70 years, everyone thought he was dead. As a result, he came out at the last moment. With the appearance of this person, the battle between the three sects was officially declared over.

"Seeing that fellow Taoist is still alive, the old zombie and I feel much more relieved." The leader of the Nine Poison Valley narrowed his eyes, and a ray of spiritual power was released from his fingertips.

But this power was easily dissolved after approaching the other party's body.

The leader of the Corpse Cultivation Sect was also uncertain, controlling the silver-armored corpse to break free from the soil and fly out, landing beside him. He looked at the leader of the Immortal Sect with his eyes. The two sects have been planning for so long, and I don't know how many times they have tried in the middle, but in the end they failed.

After a lot of trouble, nothing was gained.

This old guy is as patient as ever, and he didn't come out even when his forces were eroded like this.

"You are really patient."

The leader of the Corpse Cultivation Sect reached out to wipe off the restrictions on the silver-armored corpse, and said in a cold voice.

"For us, the sect is just a tool to earn cultivation resources." The leader of the Immortal Sect replied indifferently.

"This sentence really sounds like what you said."

The leader of the Nine Poison Valley sneered.

"We have been friends for hundreds of years. I am sorry to disappoint you two."

The face of the Immortal Sect Master did not change, and he was not angry at all.

The power of the Jindan cultivator spread from the cave, and enveloped the entire Shenhu Peak in an instant. Within the mountain, all the auras that did not belong to the Shenhu Immortal Sect were expelled. The faces of Elder Ke and Su Tianyao, who were standing at the outermost edge of the Beast Control Peak, changed drastically. Without any hesitation, they turned around and ran.

"You are all the top of our immortal sect. How can you leave like this?"

The Sect Master of Shenhu Immortal Sect raised his hand and gently scooped towards the distance. An invisible ripple spread out, and a layer of unclear magical veins spread to the periphery. The faces of the two people who were fleeing showed terrified expressions.

"Master, spare my life!!"

"Valley Master, save me."

After two shrill screams, the two people who were fleeing were pinched by this power, and became smaller little by little, until they finally turned into dust and were taken into the hands of the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect.

"I'll keep them both. Do you have any objections?"

After doing all this, the Immortal Sect Master put his hands behind his back and smiled.

"They are just ants. As long as you are happy."

The Nine Poison Valley Master took a look and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.

He didn't understand the move just now. The same is true for the Chief of the Corpse Cultivation Sect. The Immortal Sect Master has become more unfathomable after coming out of retreat. Without absolute certainty, they don't have many choices left.

"Since you are fine, I am relieved. I will come to discuss Taoism with you another day."

After the master of the Nine Poison Valley finished speaking, his figure turned and disappeared into the sky as a cloud of insects. On the other side, the master of the Corpse Cultivation Sect also flew back to the coffin and left as a black cloud.

A great battle ended in a whimper.

The strong return of the master of the Immortal Sect told the world that the Immortal Sect is still the Immortal Sect.

Mushan City.

In the secret room, Chen Luo sat cross-legged, and the foundation-building pill was placed close to him.

He was considering whether to take the risk of breaking through.

After sensing the external brain in the body, all the brains became active at this moment.

‘The success rate of foundation building is 70%. ’

‘The success rate of foundation building is 90%. ’

‘The success rate of foundation building is 60%’

All the external brains in the Qi training realm gave feedback, and each brain stood from its own perspective and judged the success rate of Chen Luo's foundation building.

Chen Luo himself thought so too.

After going through so much, with a hundred spiritual snakes in his body, and having learned the foundation-building period technique ‘Heart Demon Jue’ early, as well as the foundation-building pill and so many external brains to help, there is almost no possibility of failure.

According to Chen Luo’s own judgment, the possibility of success in this foundation-building is at least nine levels! The remaining level is caused by an unexpected sudden incident, and the curse in the body is revived.

So he called on the brains of the eight foundation-building cultivators to see what the result would be from the perspective of the foundation-building level.

‘The success rate of foundation-building is 70%, and the possibility of forming a pill is 40%. ’

‘The success rate of foundation-building is 80%, and the possibility of forming a pill is 35%. ’

‘The success rate of foundation-building is 60%, and the possibility of forming a pill is 10%.’

The brains of the eight foundation-building cultivators also gave feedback from their respective perspectives. As foundation-building cultivators, they can indeed see farther than cultivators in the Qi training realm. The Qi training realm can only see the foundation, while the foundation-building cultivator will also think about the problem of forming a pill while considering the advancement of the foundation-building.

This is the gap brought by different levels.

Different people will give different answers to the same question.

Primary school students think about basic knowledge, care about scores, and use their own knowledge to solve problems. But when college students look at this question, they may think about the meaning of this question, and the problem-solving method they use will be different from that of primary school students. If a higher-level researcher looks at it, the problem-solving method will be different, and the thinking aspects will exceed the imagination of the previous two, and the results will be completely different.

"Why is the success rate of Dan formation so low? Could this curse leave me with some hidden dangers?"

Chen Luo put down the pill in his hand, and his face changed. He tried to call the mummy brain again. This time the mummy brain was very face-saving and gave feedback quickly.

'The success rate of foundation building is seven levels, the possibility of Dan formation is four levels, and the success rate of Nascent Soul Condensation is zero. '

Nscent Soul Condensation?

None?

Chen Luo instantly took back the foundation building pill in his hand and stood up to boil the black dragon beard juice.

Isn't it just an evil curse? Just boil it!

It's not a big deal.

Anyway, he knows how to remove it.

Half a month later.

Three auras cut through the sky and directly broke into the courtyard where Chen Luo was in seclusion. Inside the courtyard, Chen Luo, who was boiling the black dragon beard juice, stopped and looked at the person who fell.

The person who came was the old ghost and Wang Tianji who had gone to Guoshan County with him.

In half a month, the injuries of the three people were recovered. Especially Wang Tianji, the fat that disappeared grew back and he became plump again.

"Master Chen."

"Brother Chen"

Wang Tianji and Lu Zhaotian greeted Chen Luo one after another. Since they came here to ask for help, their attitudes were naturally the best. As for the old ghost at the back, his face was gloomy. In addition to recovering his cultivation, he spent most of his energy on solving the problem of "possessed evil spirits" in the past half month. It's a pity that evil spirits are too powerful for them, the immortal cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm. After half a month of tossing, there was no gain, but a lot of resources were wasted.

Wang Tianji and Lu Zhaotian had no idea about the ‘evil spirit’, especially Wang Tianji.

As his fat recovered, the evil spirit’s aura became more and more obvious. The strange thing was that he himself was not aware of this power.

‘He will die soon.’

Chen Luo remembered the evaluation of the mummy’s brain.

“We came here this time to ask Master Chen to help refine the foundation-building pill.”

The two did not say anything polite, and directly handed over all the prepared things.

Two storage bags.

Chen Luo took it and looked at it.

He found that the storage bag was full of spirit stones, at least three thousand, and other spirit materials and treasures were not counted. The same was true for Lu Zhaotian. In addition to the spirit stones, there were also two magic swords, which looked of good quality, much better than Chen Luo’s new magic sword.

“I can already feel your sincerity.”

Chen Luo put away the storage bag with a smile on his face, and the smile on his face was a little more sincere.

"Please refine one for me too."

The old mummy ghost behind also handed over the prepared materials. In addition to the things he gave to Chen Luo for the first time, there were still many spiritual materials and spiritual stones behind, which were all his accumulation for decades.

No matter what the result is, the foundation-building pill must be refined.

"No problem."

Chen Luo collected the storage bags of the three people and took them to the alchemy room behind.

After the first experience, it was much easier to refine the foundation-building pill. Chen Luo started the fire and threw all the medicinal materials prepared by the three people into it, and refined three pills together.

Save time and effort!

Lu Zhaotian and the other three did not understand the art of alchemy, and thought that this was how the elixir was made.

As the elixir melted, the three elixir merged into a pill in the elixir furnace, and then the elixir furnace turned, the lid opened automatically, and the fragrance of medicine escaped from the furnace.

The three pills that had been refined flew out directly and landed on the table on the side.

Although there were no elixir patterns, it was also considered a top-grade product.

"Foundation-building pill!!"

Seeing the foundation-building pill, the three people became excited.

For casual cultivators like them, the foundation-building pill was an opportunity to change their fate. They took such a big risk, wasn't it just this pill they were after?