Wen Yiming was silent, he didn't expect this, and focused all his attention on the last side effect.

Shuling's reminder is not unreasonable, if you really force the step of taking the Tyrant God Mixture, once the effect of the five days of medicine has passed, even if you are still alive, you are not far from death, and if you don't cultivate to have no true yuan, you will have to be wasted if you don't die for two years.

After pondering for a long time, Wen Yiming asked heavily: "Then, what do you think about the side effects of the ineffective elixir that improves cultivation?"

Shu Ling said: "This one is not afraid at all, after taking the Divine Pill and entering the God of War, even if you have the knowledge of alchemy derived from the Materia Medica Sutra and the oracle, there are not many pills available to improve your cultivation in the God of War period, and it is even more so when you enter the limit of the God of War, otherwise how can Wen Defeat be forced to use his special physique to impact the peak God of War." ”

He also said: "What's more, the way you improve your cultivation is already extraordinary, you rely on comprehending martial arts and forging your body to improve your cultivation, otherwise with your vitality demand, it is estimated that Dongsen's resources will be exhausted, and don't think about entering the super god of war." ”

"That's right!"

Wen Yiming admits this.

Shu Ling yawned, forced his eyes and said: "When you get the Green Dragon Seal, if you completely fuse the Six Divine Seals, how can you raise the cultivation for two or three layers, you still have the ninth order of the battle body, Dacheng has not broken through, here is at least two or three layers of cultivation, the fusion of the nine soldiers in one, this is not simple, according to my preliminary estimate, the improved cultivation will never be less than the amount of improvement brought by the fusion of the Six Divine Seals, besides, the Qinglong Secret Treasure and the Gou Chen Secret Treasure You haven't gone yet." ”

Then, his languishing eyes lit up, and he smiled reluctantly: "Calculate it, Lin Lin, if you have enough opportunities, how can you advance to the extreme god of war, and it is the late stage of the limit of the seventh layer, at that time, I'm afraid you also have the power to resist the super god of war, right." ”

"Well, Xiao Ling, go and rest!" Wen Yiming smiled, not snickering at Shu Ling's analysis.

He is well aware that these roads are not so easy to follow.

He had already decided to refine the Tyrant God Concoction, he had something to do in life and something not to do, if he gave up his family because of his cultivation future, he would rather be an ordinary person.

Perhaps, even if there is a tyrannical concoction, the outcome is still unpredictable, but he will never let it go because of this.

He knew very well that if he endured it and gave up his family to live, he would one day be able to set foot on the Tianwen Palace single-handedly and destroy it, he had the confidence to be conceited, but he couldn't do it.

People are like this, there are many truths that they understand, but they can't tolerate themselves stepping on that bottom line.

The choice of the Tyrannical Concoction made him live a very silent life during the year, as if the entire time desert had become dead and silent.

In order to make himself successful at one time, he will impact the alchemy to the Grandmaster Seven Stars, and it will take another year at most to become a half-step Divine Master, but he can't wait.

Looking at the unique bottle of Tyrant God Mixture on the alchemy table, there was no trace of joy in his eyes.

This is the refining characteristic of the Tyrant God Concoction, only one bottle can be refined at a time, as long as the alchemy level is sufficient, the steps in the refining are not messy, and it does not lead to explosives, then it will be successful, ranging from upper, middle to lower.

The level of the Grandmaster's Seven Stars, he spent a whole month deducing, simulating countless times, and his efforts were not in vain, and he directly refined the best, which was the only thing he was satisfied with, and he could forcibly improve his seven-level cultivation in five days.

This is equivalent to a bottle of the mixture of life and death, and it will never be used until it is in a desperate situation! Wen Yiming thought gloomily.

There are still a few years left, he will not waste it, and it took another year to impact the alchemy to the sixth grade of the grandmaster, refining a large number of suitable grandmaster-level recovery and healing pills, and refining a lot of amplified elixirs.

He even thought of the side effects of the Tyrant God Mixture, and refined a large number of recuperation pills, in case he survived and there was no suitable healing and recuperation product, that would be the most embarrassing and helpless thing.

Seventeen years passed, and no one spoke to him during these years, and he became more and more withdrawn and indifferent.

His cultivation was already extremely stable, and he began to swallow the Transformation Saint Pill and raise his cultivation to the second layer of the Martial Saint.

He knew that his current cultivation was basically over, and he might not be able to make any more progress in a few years.

He began to try to fuse the artistic conception, at least in the remaining years, if he could find a way to fuse the artistic conception, it would also be a breakthrough in another way.

It was difficult for him to find a clue in the fusion of artistic conception, and after a full year in the void, his gun skills were already extremely proficient, and some artistic conception attacks even began to improve above Xiaocheng, but he failed to successfully fuse an artistic conception, and the nine meanings were still nine meanings, and there was no progress.

However, it was not all without gains, at least he found one thing in this year, with his current shallow experience and experience, it was impossible to fuse the nine meanings one by one, and he had to selectively fuse them into several groups like the six divine seals, and then fuse them with experience and then fuse them with each other.

For now, he has understood that blunt weapons and sharp weapons must be separated, and the essential difference between them is too great, and the various attack methods in sharp and blunt weapons must also be separated and fused as much as possible, so that it will be easier.

In the eighteenth year, he was silent in the desert of time, and tried to combine the sword intent and the axe intent, and when he found that the method was feasible, he was overjoyed alone.

However, no matter how much effort is spent, it is always impossible to completely merge the two, just a little bit.

He began to change combinations, spears and lances in one group, and the initial entry was just as fast, but in the end he could not go any further like a knife and an axe.

He tried to combine them one by one, and in the blink of an eye, all the combinations were tried over and over again, and all the combinations were only one step away from success.

He didn't think that there was a problem with the method, because in the cultivation of fusing artistic conceptions, he could feel that even if the two artistic conceptions reached the current point, there was still room for growth to continue to fuse, and the trend was still very large, the only possibility was that there was no opportunity, or there was no target for attack in the time desert, and it could not be tempered as substantially as in the Five Dragon Ponds of Luoding Mountain.

Wen Yiming felt that it was completely possible, and he even had a feeling that maybe it would be possible to suddenly succeed in the battle of life and death.

He didn't try anything else, as the Wood Spirit Timer was already roaring in the flash of the beam.

Twenty years have passed!

For twenty years, he spent alone in this dead and silent ice and snow.

Wen Yiming put away all his things, and couldn't help but look back when he left, staring speechless, his eyes looking a little lonely and empty.

For four months in the outside world, and twenty years in the interior, he drank the world's coveted Soul Spring, and no one could experience the loneliness in it.

I couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in my heart, leaving him with countless emotions here, the ecstasy of the successful fusion of the six divine seals, the excitement after the cultivation was promoted, the loneliness of impacting special skills, the longing and helplessness of not knowing the outcome every time I rested, the excitement when the Xiaoyue was floating in the air, the emotion brought by the persuasion and reminder of the book spirit, and the helplessness when looking at the tyrannical mixture.

All kinds of things, and so on, left his invisible thoughts here.

But the only thing he doesn't have is warmth, he craves it, so he pursues it, wants to hold on to it.

He remembered the heroic tears of the gray space who sacrificed their lives to save him, the crystal clear little lotus canopy.

In a gloomy and sad state, he stepped out of the desert of time.

Behind him, it seems to be falling wet.

(End of chapter)