Ling Han put down the elixir recipe and picked up Hu Suisui, "Okay, let's go and collect the spiritual herbs needed for the elixir."
"Master Ling, stay here."
"Just a moment please."
The old man stretched out his hand to stop Ling Han, then stood up and started groping on the old counter again.
Ling Han and Hu Suisui looked at each other, what was the old man looking for? Could it be that these forty-nine kinds of spiritual herbs have been prepared?
After a while, the old man placed the small wooden boxes on the table one by one and said to Ling Han: "I am not an alchemist, I just like to collect."
"After I heard that the saint's soul was damaged, I started to collect the spiritual herbs needed for the elixir. Adding in the old man's collection, there are still two types missing."
Ling Han couldn't help but ask: "What two are they?"
"Wisteria black ambergris saliva and a drop of demon king's blood!"
"This is the core spiritual herb of the Seventh Turn Kamishudan!"
Ling Han raised his eyebrows. The blood of the Demon King was easy to find, and there was a bottle in the ring, but the wisteria black ambergris was hard to find.
The old man said: "I heard that Wisteria Black Ambergris is the auction item today, and I was about to take a photo of it. Now that it's ready, I just said hello and took it back."
"As for the blood of the demon king, I can't do anything."
Hu Suisui suddenly said: "Give me the demon king's essence and blood. Father may have it."
The old man suddenly smiled, his smile was amiable, and he praised: "The old marshal has been on the battlefield for a long time, fought against monsters, and traveled through the rivers and lakes. Maybe he does have a collection."
Then he said to Ling Han: "Master Ling, please put these spiritual herbs away. Later I will ask the young general to send the wisteria and black ambergris to you."
Ling Han paused. As a top-grade spiritual elixir master, he did not have enough confidence in his heart to refine the top-grade elixir.
So he scratched his head and said, "It must have taken a lot of effort, senior, to collect so many spiritual herbs. I can't just get it in vain."
If the refining fails, wouldn't it be a shame to lose Dafa?
The old man smiled and shook his head and said: "It is my honor to be able to help the saint, so there is no need to pay for it!"
"The old man has lived in the ghost city for many years. Thanks to the governance of the Yin Ghost King, the ghost city is peaceful. The saint is also shouldering the hope of the ghost clan. A piece of pill recipe and some spiritual herbs are not worth mentioning!"
When he saw that the old man and Hu Suisui were so dedicated, trying every possible means to collect spiritual herbs and doing their best for Meiruyu, Ling Han made up his mind and made a promise.
"Okay, I will definitely refine the Seven Turns of God Pill!"
The old man nodded happily.
It is impossible to say that Ling Han is not sure at all. Although he is only a top-grade spiritual alchemist now, there is no guarantee when his spirit will break through to the human realm and he will be promoted!
Return to the room in Yuanmeng Tower, sacrifice the Red Flame Cauldron, and begin to continue exploring the secrets of the Red Flame Cauldron.
The Scarlet Flame Cauldron was forged by Emperor Chiyan. There is another mystery inside the Scarlet Flame Cauldron, and it was the first seal that Wu Congtian broke.
Ling Han has already reached the perfection of the Real Person Realm, and it is time to break the next level of seal and obtain the cultivation method of the Real Person Realm.
The spirit penetrated into the Red Flame Cauldron and soon touched the barrier, like a needle pricking it.
"break!"
Ling Han gritted his teeth and launched a crazy mental attack.
"Crack!" A faint sound sounded inside the Red Flame Cauldron.
A paragraph of text appeared in Ling Han's mind:
There is a perfect person who is pure and virtuous, harmonious with yin and yang, and attuned to the four seasons. He is separated from the secular world, accumulates all his energy, and travels between heaven and earth. He is able to see and hear in all directions. This will increase his life span and make him strong.
This is the cultivation method for the human realm.
Halfway through reading it, my head was buzzing like a bell, as if it had been split open.
After an unknown amount of time, Ling Han's head felt dizzy and he slowly woke up. The world around him was clearly reflected in his mind.
"Is this the ultimate human state?"
His mental power has soared, at least three times what it was before!
The spirit breaks through to the human realm, and the essence is not far away from the earth realm.
Next, start making alchemy.
First use some ordinary spiritual herbs to practice your skills, and then start to refine the essence of the spiritual herbs required for the Seven-turn Divine Pill one by one.
Early the next morning, Hu Suisui quietly walked in and saw Ling Han refining elixirs in front of a red elixir furnace. He tiptoed and stood aside to watch.
Hu Suisui's eyes changed when she looked at Ling Han. In her eyes, although Ling Han was from the Demon Clan, he was only at the peak of Ze Realm.
The ghost tribe also has many young masters at the peak of the Ze realm, some of whom have even broken through the Earth realm and are much stronger than him.
I just didn’t know why the princess had feelings for him, but now I kind of understand.
He is actually a spiritual alchemist and wants to refine the best spiritual elixir. If he really succeeds, he will be a top spiritual alchemist!
Respected as the master of elixir!
With this status, the matter with Mei Ruyu is a little more secure.
Looking at him refining alchemy, he looks quite majestic, with his eyes tightly closed, looking very serious.
"You're here." Ling Han put the refined essence of the spiritual grass into the jade bottle.
"This is wisteria black ambergris, and this is the demon king's blood essence." Hu Suisui took out a purple wooden box and a black vial and put them on the table.
Ling Han just glanced at it and said coldly: "Okay."
"I still have something to do. I'll see you tomorrow." Hu Suisui heard it, and Ling Han didn't want to be disturbed, so he left quietly.
After Hu Suisui left, Ling Han fell down on the bed, exhausted from refining the essence of the spiritual grass all night.
In the early morning of the next day, Ling Han woke up.
The Seven-turn Divine Pill only requires seven top-grade spiritual grasses, and the rest are top-grade and mid-grade.
Ling Han had finished refining all the pills. After recuperating his energy and resting, he began to melt the pills.
Extracting the essence is relatively simple, but it requires a lot of energy, but the loss of the spiritual grass is small. The key is the two steps of melting the elixir and condensing the elixir.
He merged twenty-one pieces of middle-grade spiritual grass essence in one breath, condensed them into a ball and compressed them to the size of a fist, then took out a portion of high-grade spiritual grass essence and slowly blended it into it.
"boom!"
A layer of ashes fell to the bottom of the furnace.
"It's difficult! It's too difficult!"
All previous efforts were in vain, and more than twenty kinds of spiritual herbs were gone.
Come again.
This time the fusion of twenty-eight species failed.
Ling Han didn't believe in evil, so he did it again, still twenty-eight kinds.
"Hey, that's weird."
Fortunately, they were only middle-grade and high-grade spiritual herbs, so the losses were bearable.
If it fails three times in a row and is only half integrated, then the method must be wrong.
This is the complexity and difficulty of refining alchemy. If the method is wrong, all the spiritual herbs will be in vain.
Ling Han pondered over the parchment carefully, and suddenly he had an idea and found that there were some gaps between every seven kinds of spiritual herbs.
"Could it be that the forty-nine kinds of spiritual herbs were divided into seven parts, each part was fused separately, and finally fused together into a pill?"
Try it.
Sure enough, the first six parts blended together easily.
The last seven kinds of top-quality spiritual grass essences failed to fuse into the fifth one, which made Ling Han extremely distressed. Fortunately, the most precious purple vine black ambergris and demon king's blood essence were not used.
It took one more try to succeed.
Next, combine the seven essences into one mass.
Ling Han controlled it carefully, not daring to take a breath. Big beads of sweat slid down his cheeks and were evaporated.
Finally, a head-sized mass of spiritual grass essence gathered in the alchemy furnace.
"Condensation!"
Ling Han began to slowly compress, and when he compressed to the size of a fist, his head shook.
"boom!"
Start all over again...
At this time, there were only two portions of the spirit grass essence left, and the blood essence and blood brought by Hu Suisui had been used up.
"A top-grade spiritual pill actually requires the blood of the Demon King. Ordinary people simply cannot bear such a huge loss."
Fortunately, Ling Han has the blood of the Demon King. One drop is not enough!
At this time, after a hard day's work, Ling Han fell asleep at the end of the day.
It was dawn again, and Ling Han was woken up by Hu Suisui, "Tomorrow is the birthday banquet. Have you finished refining the Seven Turns of God Pill?"
"Huh? Not yet." Ling Han said in a daze with sleepy eyes.
"Oh my God!" Hu Suisui shook his head and left in disappointment.
When leaving, I did not forget to say: "Tomorrow is midnight, remember the birthday party, don't be late."
Ling Han slept for a while before getting up, "Refining alchemy is so hard!"
In the past three days, eating, sleeping and refining elixirs have been seamless...
Sitting in front of the alchemy furnace, he took out the bottle of black bear essence and blood, "The last two pieces of spiritual grass must be refined into one today!"
Unknowingly, the day of the birthday banquet came quietly.
Ling Han was dressed in black, which was clean and elegant, yet still showed his identity as a demon.
Holding a rosewood box in his arms, he swaggered out of the Dream Building.
"Where is the Hu Mansion? Hu Suisui didn't tell me!" Ling Han was very puzzled.
I found a passerby who said, "In the ghost world, we can't enter without guidance."
Ling Han scratched his head, what should he do?
After wandering around, I came to the stone monument in the center of the Ghost City, and found it deserted and deserted.
Finally, he waited until a ghost tribe member came over and asked him if he was not going to a banquet.
"How can we humans be able to participate in Marshal Fox's birthday party? The real ghost people are all in the ghost world, and only a few are in the ghost city."
Ling Han was completely speechless. He was sending invitations and refining elixirs, but in the end he couldn't get in and there was no one to greet him.
It would be great if Sister Ziye was here. There is no place that a spiritual talisman cannot go.
Ling Han had an idea. Only ghost tribesmen with a certain status could enter the ghost world.
But there aren't even any patrolling ghost soldiers on the streets. How good is the public security in the ghost city?
"damn it!"
"Boom!"
Ling Han hit the stone tablet with a fierce Heavenly Demon Fist!
The stone tablet shook a few times and opened a tiny crack. He was about to punch again. Anyway, there were patrols nearby and no one saw it.
Just smash it, I can't get in, and you can't even think of getting out, or you'll run away.
"who!"
At this time, a white light flashed on the stone tablet, and a group of ghost soldiers came out.
"How dare you attack the underworld monument? You don't want to live anymore?"
The ghost soldier who was talking was dressed differently from the other ghost soldiers. He was probably the leader of the ghost soldiers.
Ling Han took out the invitation angrily and said coolly: "This is the invitation, take me to the underworld."
The leader of the ghost soldiers looked at the invitation, looked Ling Han up and down, and muttered: "Am I not as good as him? Even this guy has an invitation..."
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and then he yelled loudly: "If you want to enter the ghost world and knock on the stone tablet, why do you use so much force!"
Ling Han said impatiently: "Hey, let me in. If you don't let me in, I'll leave."
"Hmph, I'll give you the pass."
Being angry, the rules cannot be broken, so the leader of the ghost soldiers threw Ling Han a small gray token.
When Ling Han entered the ghost world, a ghost soldier muttered: "I have never seen such an arrogant and unreasonable person in the ghost capital!"
Ling Han touched his nose, am I being arrogant?
After Ling Han entered, a soldier checked the stone tablet and said in panic: "Boss, there is a crack in the underworld tablet!"
"What? You guys stay here and I'll go catch that kid back."
The leader of the ghost soldiers was furious and immediately rushed into the ghost world.
