In the cave, the stone milk hangs upside down, the clear light is sprinkled, and the aura is dense.

Qin Xiangyun and Leng Xuantian sat opposite each other, and among them were more than a dozen elixirs and spirit fruits, on which the spiritual light lingered, and the fragrance was emanating, which was quite extraordinary.

This is the medicinal herb that Leng Xuantian has painstakingly collected to heal the dark wounds on his body.

"Haha, what the floating boy said is true. The art of alchemy is unfathomable, vast and vast, and I have only begun to understand the art of alchemy in the past two years, and I only know a little bit about it......"

Leng Xuantian told Qin Xiangyun the reason.

Long.

"I see. ”

Hearing this, Qin Xiangyun couldn't help but bow his head.

In fact, over the years, Leng Xuantian has also found a lot of strong people and alchemists who can treat the dark injuries in his body, but those people either make unreasonable demands, or the lion opens his mouth and is aggressive.

Leng Xuantian is a divine spirit realm cultivator, but his background is not profound, so naturally he can't meet the requirements of those people.

As the saying goes, it is better to seek others than to seek oneself, Leng Xuantian has a horizontal heart, and plans to learn the art of alchemy by himself, so as to heal the dark wounds in his body in one fell swoop.

With the study of the art of alchemy, Leng Xuantian also knew a lot about alchemy, and planned to refine a Breaking Spirit Pill and a Blood Fusion Pill.

The Breaking Spirit Pill dissolves the violent spiritual power in the body, and the Blood Fusion Pill makes up for the dissipated qi and blood, strengthening the physical body.

"Leng senior, your idea is not wrong. But you have to know that the use of pills to heal injuries is not always like dressing, according to the order. To refine the healing elixir, the martial artist's cultivation, physique, and injuries in the body must be considered clearly, only in this way can the refined elixir be effective. After a pause, Qin Xiangyun said again, "And the method and order of taking the pill are also very particular......

Qin Xiangyun talked eloquently, which surprised Leng Xuantian.

After a long time, Leng Xuantian sighed.

"The floating water boy has a spiritual realm cultivation at a young age, and he is also quite accomplished in alchemy, and he is worthy of being a dragon among people. When the old man was the age of the floating boy, he was just a small guy in the door. ”

"Leng seniors have an overreputation, in fact, my knowledge of alchemy is still too far behind in the way of alchemy. ”

In Lingxiao Palace, if you are the strongest in terms of cultivation, it is naturally Mo Huang, the palace master of Lingxiao Palace. If you talk about the formation, the alchemy is the strongest, it is none other than Hai Lao.

In the contact with Hai Lao, Hai Lao would also point out Qin Xiangyun from time to time, and under the influence of hearing and seeing, Qin Xiangyun also gained a lot in alchemy.

"But in any case, the floating water boy is far superior to the old in alchemy. This time to treat the dark wounds in the body, but also bothered the floating boy. ”

"Cold old-timers are polite. Moreover, the medicinal materials collected by the predecessors are also quite accurate, so I will refine a pill for you. ”

"Floating Water Boy, but there is a lack of Cloud Mist Spirit Fruit in these medicinal herbs, what should I do?" Leng Xuantian said worriedly.

"Although the Cloud Mist Spirit Fruit is extraordinary, I have something better to replace it, and my predecessors can rest assured. It's just that I don't have Danhuo and Medicine Ding, so the refining time is a little slow, and I ask my seniors to wait patiently. ”

"It's okay, just refine it slowly, and I'll protect the Dharma for you. ”

"Good!"

When the words fell, Qin Xiangyun's eyes closed slightly, concentrating and calming, trying to adjust himself to the best state. After all, alchemy is an extremely mind-consuming thing, and the slightest carelessness will fall short, leading to the failure of alchemy.

Airplanes!

The next moment, Qin Xiangyun's originally slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a powerful and profound spiritual power burst out violently, only to see his hands change like afterimages, quickly tapping the various medicinal materials above the stone platform.

However, after more than a dozen breaths of effort, Qin Xiangyun's hands condensed a tumbling ball of medicinal liquid, and the originally intact medicinal materials also turned into a pile of residues.

"Condensation!"

Then, Qin Xiangyun sealed with one hand, and when the spiritual power surged, a medicine tripod composed entirely of spiritual power slowly took shape, which was beautiful and quite extraordinary.

Without any hesitation, Qin Xiangyun waved his hand, and the tumbling medicinal liquid fell into the medicine tripod that was completely composed of spiritual power.

"Spirit Flame Palm!"

Since there was no Dan Fire in his body, Qin Xiangyun could only urge the fire system exercises and use the fire power of the exercises to refine the pills.

This Lingyan Palm is a rather low-level palm technique that Qin Xiangyun cultivated when he first entered the sect, and its power is not comparable to the exercises such as the Ben Thunder Palm and the Xuantian Seal. However, this exercise is a fire attribute exercise, and when you cultivate it to perfection, you can condense the true flame.

Now that Qin Xiangyun is already a spiritual realm cultivator, this spiritual flame palm has already been cultivated to the fullest, although the flames condensed by it are not as good as the Dan Fire and the Alien Fire, but it is more than enough to refine a healing pill.

Time passed slowly, Qin Xiangyun held the Ding with his left hand to control the fire, and his right hand changed rapidly, constantly condensing the ball of medicinal liquid in the Ding, and according to the change of time, he kept shooting out the printing method and punching it into the medicinal liquid.

Leng Xuantian, who was protecting Qin Xiangyun on the side, was also shocked in his heart when he saw this.

"The floating water boy is really good, the alchemy technique is extremely proficient, even if there is no Danhuo and medicine ding, he is still the same as those alchemy masters, he is really a dragon, a genius in the sky. Be sure to befriend the floating boy, even if it costs a lot. ”

For a moment, Leng Xuantian made up his mind.

As time passed, the liquid in the ding became more and more condensed. Half an hour later, the medicinal liquid in the ding was completely condensed, forming a cyan pill no larger than the size of a thumb.

I saw that on the pill, there were extremely complex lines, and it also exuded a unique fragrance, which was quite extraordinary.

"Almost. ”

Then, Qin Xiangyun flipped his big hand, and a cyan jade bottle appeared in his hand.

As the jade bottle appeared, the air was suddenly filled with a rich and refreshing aroma of wine, and at first glance, Leng Xuantian only felt that his qi and blood were instantly active.

Peach blossom stuffing.

Peach Blossom Brewing is brewed by Qin Xiangyun Shizun Huayu Aya, which is a unique wine of Zizhu Peak, in which all the elixirs are used so much and so essence that ordinary warriors can hardly imagine.

Although this peach blossom brew is a fine wine, its efficacy is not inferior to some panaceas.

One of the effects of this peach blossom brew is to invigorate qi and blood, strengthen the body, and prolong life.

Qin Xiangyun opened the jade bottle, poured more than a dozen drops of wine into the pill, and then punched out several seals.

Another few hours passed.

Bite!

At a certain moment, with a crisp sound, he saw the cyan pill in the ding pop out suddenly, and then it was grasped by Qin Xiangyun.

"Dancheng!"

Looking at the cyan pill in his hand, Qin Xiangyun was also overjoyed, quite proud.

"Leng senior, the elixir has been practiced, you take it quickly. It won't take you a few days to heal the wounds on your body. ”

Hearing this, Leng Xuantian was also quite excited, after all, that dark injury had plagued him for too long.

As long as this dark wound is removed, Leng Xuantian will no longer have any worries, even if Li Zhilong is not his opponent.

"Thank you. ”

"Leng seniors don't have to be polite, after you recover, I will have to rely on you a lot. ”

"Please rest assured, I will definitely capture that Li Zhilong alive. ”

"Without further ado, Senior Leng quickly took this elixir. ”

"Good!"

Then, Leng Xuantian did not hesitate, and immediately took the pill after taking it.

After the pill entered his body, Leng Xuantian immediately sat cross-legged, mobilized his spiritual power, and breathed.

......

The sky is full of stars, the air is gently blowing, and the night is peaceful and comfortable.

On the mountain peaks.

Leng Qingchan, who was dressed in a white gauze skirt and holding a long sword, her beautiful eyes flashed, looking into the distance, and there was a trace of sadness on her beautiful face.

Today's incident is also a big blow to Leng Qingchan, her father is in a coma, her grandfather is seriously injured, and the disciples of Zhuangshang have also fallen by several places.

Although Leng Qingchan behaved extremely calmly, and the various arrangements and transfers were also extremely reasonable, and she was extremely capable, she was a woman after all, and she had never encountered this incident, and she seemed a little confused and tired for a while.

The next moment, Leng Qingchan's beautiful eyes flashed with a look of determination.

"I have to be strong, and I can't rely on my grandfather and father for everything. ”

Sonor!

A sharp sound, resounding in the hazy moonlit night, echoed far away.

The sword was unsheathed, and it bloomed with brilliant light in the night. Leng Qingchan then rose up, caught the long sword in mid-air, and accompanied by the cold moonlight, performed a beautiful sword dance.

The evening breeze is blowing, and the sword intent is awe-inspiring.

At the beginning, the long sword in Leng Qingchan's hand was like provoking the entire galaxy, moving tactfully in the jade hand, rushing happily in the moonlit night, sometimes reaching the sky, sometimes landing, turning into a streamer, sometimes scattering into a sky full of stars, and Leng Qingchan's eyes were as deep as the starry sky.

But with the loss of time, Leng Qingchan's sword intent became more and more powerful, and the aura of the sword body flowed, exuding a cold chill, and the cold was raging, as if the entire heaven and earth had lost its temperature in an instant.

I saw Leng Qingchan wielding a long sword, and in an instant, Leng Qingchan was wrapped in hundreds of sword qi.

Every time Leng Qingchan's long sword was swung, hundreds of sword qi poured out......

Immediately after, hundreds more ......

Soon, Leng Qingchan released nearly a thousand sword qi.

The sword qi that covered the sky and the earth lingered around Leng Qingchan, and this piece of heaven and earth seemed to have become a world of swords.

Not far away, Qin Xiangyun, who was hiding his figure in the dark, saw this, and his dark eyes were also full of brilliance.

"Condensation!"

Then, Leng Qingchan let out a coquettish shout, and thousands of sword qi condensed together.

The long sword turned, and on the tip of the sword, a streamer shone brightly, exuding a piercing chill.

The next moment, Leng Qingchanyu waved her hand, and the earth-shattering sword qi that was condensed to the extreme slashed out at the night sky.

That sword seems to be able to cut down the galaxy.

Rumble!

Then, with a flash of light, an earth-shattering roar resounded in the night sky and echoed between heaven and earth.

The next moment, the wind was fierce, and the sword qi in the sky raged in all directions, and the rubble rolled around, the grass and trees toppled, and the dust filled the sky.

After a long time, the raging sword qi slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

Leng Qingchan used all her strength, her face was so pale, and by the moonlight, there were faint beads of sweat, which flowed slowly from her beautiful face.

Sonor!

The long sword was slowly returned to the sheath, Leng Qingchan held the long sword, and sat cross-legged on the spot.

The sky is boundless, and the cold moonlight is sprinkled, bathing in Leng Qingchan's delicate body like stars, adding a touch of hazy beauty to her.