Ten years passed quickly.
There is a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. There is a three-story green attic in the valley, with the three characters "Qingmei Pavilion" written on the plaque.
In a secret room, Shen Long sat cross-legged on a red futon, his eyes closed, and his whole body was covered by a red glow.
There were three porcelain bottles and a blue jade box in front of him. There was some dust on the jade box.
After a while, the red glow on Shen Long's body dissipated, he opened his eyes, and he let out a long breath.
"After ten years of polishing, plus four pill-forming spiritual objects, it will definitely be ready."
Shen Long talked to himself.
He has been in seclusion for ten years, just to polish his magic power, make it more pure, and prepare for the elixir formation.
When Shen Long looked inside, he saw a mini red lake in his dantian. This was his magic power.
Under his control, the mini lake slowly rotated, and he used all his mana to converge towards the mini lake at his dantian.
Less than half a month later, there was a mini red ball in Shen Long's dantian. If he looked closely, he could see that the red ball was looming and not real.
This is a golden elixir, but it has not yet taken shape.
It is not easy for a foundation-building monk to compress the whole body's mana and essence into a golden elixir. I don't know how many monks are stuck at this step. With the help of external objects, it will naturally be easier.
Shen Long opened the lid of the box, took out a jade sandalwood fruit, and ate the jade sandalwood fruit in three strokes.
As soon as the pulp falls into the belly, it turns into a majestic energy.
He quickly used his kung fu to refine this energy, turn it into mana, and guide this mana to gather towards his Dantian.
After refining a jade sandalwood fruit, the golden elixir is semi-materialized and appears red.
Shen Long took the jade liquid of the golden elixir and refined the medicinal power. A larger amount of mana flowed into his Dantian, and the golden elixir slowly materialized.
With Qingmei Pavilion as the center, the spiritual energy within a radius of fifty miles gathers here.
The changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth attracted the attention of some monks, and they naturally recognized that someone was attacking the pill formation stage.
After receiving the news, Master Bingcan rushed over as soon as possible. He stood on a peak and looked at a huge spiritual energy vortex high in the sky.
"Spiritual energy turns into whirlpools, and pill formation is a celestial phenomenon! This kid should be able to succeed!"
The real person Bingcan talks to himself.
The spiritual energy vortex slowly rotated and rushed towards Qingmei Pavilion.
After a cup of tea, the spiritual energy vortex submerged into Qingmei Pavilion.
There was a sound of thunder, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and a huge thundercloud appeared above Qingmei Pavilion.
"Thunder Tribulation!"
Bing Canren's face hardened and his eyes became nervous.
Generally speaking, foundation-building monks have to withstand twenty-seven thunder tribulations when entering the core-formation stage. For some powerful foundation-building monks, the power of thunder tribulations will be greater. The specific manifestation is the emergence of special thunder and lightning power.
If everyone is treated equally and the intensity of the thunder tribulation is the same, the number of alchemy monks from those big forces can be increased ten times or even dozens of times.
To a certain extent, thunder tribulation is also a test of heaven's way, and it is also a kind of recognition. The stronger the monks are, the stronger the thunder tribulation will be when they hit the big realm.
When Bing Canren was in the pill-forming stage, among the twenty-seven thunder tribulations, there were three two-color divine thunder.
The rumble of thunder sounded, the thunder clouds rolled and surged, and a finger-thick silver lightning struck down, heading straight for Qingmei Pavilion.
A large amount of yellow mist surged from the ground, and the yellow mist rolled and surged, covering Qingmei Pavilion.
The silver lightning disappeared into the yellow mist, like mud into the sea, and no sound was heard.
Soon, a thicker silver lightning struck down, followed by a third silver lightning...
Time passed little by little, and thunder tribulations struck down. The area of the yellow fog sea slowly shrank, and the area of the thunder clouds also shrank.
When the twenty-fourth thunder tribulation struck, the thunder clouds rolled and surged, and three arcs of blue, red, and blue emerged.
"Three-color divine thunder!"
Master Bingcan said in surprise.
The Foundation Establishment Monk's attack on the Core Formation Stage attracted the three-color divine thunder. This was not uncommon in the history of the Yuling Sect. It was a rare occurrence for less than twenty people in a thousand years.
Du Yinyin's attack on the Dan Formation stage attracted seven two-color divine thunder, which was already very powerful.
Shen Long actually attracted three three-color divine thunder. Although it was just one more color, the power of the three-color divine thunder was much stronger than the two-color divine thunder. This was also recognized by Heaven.
The three-color thundercloud rolled and surged, and a thick three-color lightning struck down, heading straight towards the small valley below.
Qingmei Pavilion has been torn into pieces. Shen Long is sitting on the ground, covered with a thick aqua blue light curtain.
Master Bingcan gave him a set of top-quality defensive weapons, which he used to resist thunder tribulations, and the effect was very good.
Shen Long never expected that he would attract the three-color divine thunder.
With a flick of his wrist, the five spirit beads bloomed with dazzling spiritual light, and a thick five-color light curtain appeared, protecting his whole body, and at the same time he took out a golden talisman.
The third-level talisman and glazed gold body talisman was the third-level defensive talisman that Shen Long had just purchased in Juman City.
During his trip to the secret realm, he used up the two third-level talismans given by Master Bingcan, and still had the glazed gold body talisman, which came in handy.
He slapped the glazed gold amulet on his body, and with a flash of golden light, a golden film appeared on his body. From a distance, he looked like an ancient Buddha.
The three-color divine thunder struck on the aqua-blue light curtain, and the aqua-blue light curtain shattered like paper. The three-color divine thunder struck on the five-color light curtain. The aura of the five-color light curtain dimmed, and some light appeared on the surface of the five spirit beads. Tiny cracks.
Soon, the second three-color divine thunder struck down on the five-color light curtain. The five-color light curtain was like paper and shattered instantly. The three-color divine thunder struck Shen Long's body, and the three-color thunder light drowned Shen Long. figure.
The three-color thunder cloud rolled and surged, turning into a huge three-color thunder crane, surrounded by thunder.
Any creature that impacts the Great Realm will transform into the last thunder tribulation and attack, which is also the most powerful thunder tribulation.
The three-color thunder crane flapped its wings lightly, swooped down from the sky, and headed straight for Chen Long.
The three-color thunder crane was submerged in the three-color thunder light, and there was a deafening explosion. The thunder light surged, and the entire valley shook slightly, and smoke and dust filled the air.
At this time, Chen Xiao also rushed over with a solemn expression.
An astonishing amount of spiritual pressure shot up into the sky from the lightning. Master Bingcan breathed a sigh of relief and flew towards Qingmei Pavilion.
After the smoke and dust dispersed, Shen Long stood in a huge pit with black smoke. The golden film was gone. There were a large number of gold-eating ants scattered on the ground. Their breath was gone and their bodies were charred.
Chen Long's body was covered in blood and flesh, and some black dragon scales could be seen.
The power of the last thunder tribulation was so powerful that even the glazed gold talisman could not stop it. Shen Long sacrificed more than 100,000 gold-eating ants and turned them into battle armor to protect himself. At the same time, he used the magical power of the "Nine Transformations Jiao Kung", and his body Biao grew dragon scales to protect himself, and he withstood the thunder disaster.
"Chen Long, take the elixir quickly to heal your wounds. Don't hurt your roots."
Master Bingcan took out a snow-white pill and handed it to Shen Long.
Without any hesitation, Shen Long threw the white pill into his mouth, swallowed it, and used his energy to heal his injuries.
Chen Xiao rushed over and stood quietly aside.
Half an hour later, Shen Long finished his work and looked better.
"Thank you, master."
Shen Long stood up and bowed.
"You kid actually attracted the three-color divine thunder, which is beyond my expectation. Fortunately, you are fine."
Bing Canzhen said with a smile.
"Congratulations! Junior Brother Shen, our sect has another Dan-forming monk."
Chen Xiao congratulated Shen Long.
(End of chapter)
