According to the records on the Dan Fang, Yang Tian threw all the elixirs except the Ten Thousand Year Holy Blood Grass into the Dan Furnace after being concocted by special techniques.

As for the Ten Thousand Year Holy Blood Grass, he was not in a hurry, after Yang Tian's divine sense swept the situation in the Dan Furnace, he took out the Ten Thousand Year Holy Blood Grass, lowered his head slightly, and carefully sniffed the powerful power contained in the Holy Grass, Yang Tian's palm was slightly forced, and the Ten Thousand Year Holy Blood Grass directly turned into three blood-red juices under Yang Tian's control.

Three jade bottles suddenly flew out of Yang Tian's black ring, just suspended below the blood-red juice of the three swords.

With a "bang", the three juices fell delicately into the three jade bottles, without wasting the slightest.

Yang Tian sealed two of the jade bottles and put them into the black ring, leaving one bottle in his hand.

After a while, the elixir in the Dan furnace began to gradually dissolve, following a certain heaven and earth principle that rotated rapidly in the Dan furnace.

Faintly, it could be seen that there seemed to be a stream of holy souls running back and forth in the Dan furnace.

Refining the six-grade small holy pill, almost every elixir required is a variety of holy medicine and holy herbs, which naturally contain some holy souls, but under the rules of heaven and earth, these holy herbs and holy herbs are still not transformable, and they have not produced spiritual intelligence.

When a full day passed, a medicinal fragrance suddenly filled the Dan furnace, and as soon as this medicinal fragrance dispersed, Yang Tian suddenly felt that his whole body was very comfortable.

Xiao Ai on the side was originally cultivating, but after smelling this medicinal fragrance, he sniffed his nose vigorously, then opened his eyes, and said, "With a trace of the breath of the six-grade little holy pill, I can feel that my martial soul is about to move!"

"Really?" Yang Tian raised his head and glanced at Xiao Ai strangely, it was Yang Tian's Taiyin body that was refining the pill right now, so Yang Tian just felt that his whole body was comfortable, but he didn't have the martial soul that Xiao Ai said.

"Well, since it's been refined, how can you not experience it?" Yang Tian suddenly had a ripple behind him, and then a hundred-zhang long Red Flame Divine Dragon suddenly flew out.

The Red Flame Divine Dragon flew out, and the tens of thousands of fire snakes around it immediately fell to the ground motionless one by one in fright, and their expressions were all very respectful.

"Phew, scare these snake cubs to death!" the Red Flame Divine Dragon spoke, and in an instant, it turned into a Yang Tian in a red robe.

At the same time, Yang Tian, who was in red robes, put away the coercion on his body, and those fire snakes outside finally resumed their actions.

The red-robed Yang Tian sniffed vigorously, his facial expression became very surprised, and said, "Sure enough, sure enough, the martial soul is ready to move!"

Yang Tian, who was dressed in a golden robe, suddenly walked out and said, "The same is true of the gods!"

The golden-robed Yang Tian is naturally Yang Tian's heavenly body.

"However, it's not time yet, and the juice of the Ten Thousand Year Holy Blood Grass hasn't been added yet!" Yang Tian's Taiyin Body said lightly.

"Six-Rank Little Saint Pill, even if it's me, I'm not too sure!" Yang Tian continued.

Then, Yang Tian, who was in a red robe and a golden robe, walked into the distance one after another, closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

"The six-grade little holy pill is already an infinitely close to the holy medicine, and it is a great ability to refine it, and it is normal if it can't be refined, so you don't need to remember it too much!" Xiao Ai was empathetic and comforting.

After a pause, Xiao Ai continued: "However, Yang Tian, I think you will definitely refine it!"

"Oh?" Yang Tian raised his eyebrows and asked with interest, "Why?"

"In the world, there are always some people who have atmospheric luck, and I think you are the one who has atmospheric luck!" Xiao Ai's expression was a little solemn when he said this.

"Me?" Yang Tian smiled and said, "I don't think so, if I have great luck, then Hua Zizi can still grow a stinky chrysanthemum in my body?"

Xiao Ai smiled, and said with a smile like a fool: "You, really, think about it carefully, Hua Zizi planted chrysanthemums in your body, and until now, has it caused indelible damage to you?"

Yang Tian thought about it carefully and said, "This is not a ......"

"Also, your Heavenly Will Three Swords are the most special three swords in the past. ”

"What kind of special method?" Yang Tian asked, although he knew the three swords of Heaven's will, but there were so many throughout the ages, he didn't know everything.

"Throughout the ages, have you ever heard of someone slashing out two doppelgangers with three swords of heavenly will?" Xiao Ai asked with a solemn expression.

Yang Tian scratched his head and replied with some puzzlement: "I haven't heard of it, but that doesn't mean there isn't any, right?"

"There is no problem with what you said, but what I want to say is that at least in 100,000 years, no one can cut out two clones with the three swords of heaven's will!" Xiao Ai's expression became serious, and he said with some awe: "I know that three people have tried to cut out the clones with the three swords of heaven's will, but as soon as they communicate with the will of heaven and earth, they are immediately wiped out by the will of heaven and earth!"

Hearing Xiao Ai say this, Yang Tian couldn't help but feel a little afraid, and said, "Then what does this have to do with atmospheric luck?"

Xiao Ai glanced at Yang Tian and said, "If it weren't for the lack of luck, do you think you wouldn't be wiped out by the will of heaven and earth?"

In a word, Yang Tian couldn't help but be silent here, if you look at it like this, Yang Tian does have atmospheric luck, but this kind of thing is too mysterious and difficult to capture.

At this moment, when the holy spirits in the Dan furnace were running back and forth, the medicinal fragrance was even stronger, and at the same time, there was a faint glow in the Dan furnace.

"It's time!" Yang Tian retracted his contemplation, opened the jade bottle in his hand, and directly poured the juice of the Ten Thousand Year Holy Blood Grass inside into the Dan furnace.

As soon as the juice fell into the Dan Furnace, it immediately turned into a blood-colored Holy Soul, and then, the Holy Souls who were running back and forth in the Dan Furnace actually flew towards the blood-colored Holy Soul one after another.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one holy soul left in the Dan furnace, which was the blood-colored holy soul transformed by the juice of the Ten Thousand Years Holy Blood Grass.

"Wait a minute, in another three hours, this six-grade little holy pill can be bred!" Yang Tian sighed, the refining of the six-grade pill was even more troublesome, not much else, just this time made people feel very boring.

Bang!

The lid of the Dan furnace was heavily covered, and the medicinal fragrance that permeated the surroundings suddenly dispersed.

Xiao Ai looked at it, did not speak again, but came to a towering giant tree, closed his eyes and meditated.

Rumble!

At this moment, the earth suddenly trembled slightly, and at the same time, a violent fluctuation was heard thousands of miles away.

"......Huh? These guys, how did they provoke the emperor-level blood beasts? Didn't you say don't provoke them for the time being?" Yang Tian gritted his teeth fiercely.

Then, Yang Tian raised his head and looked at his red-robed clone, which was transformed by the Red Flame Divine Dragon.

"Deity, let me go!" The red-robed Yang Tian spoke, and as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately jumped into the sky, turning into a red flame divine dragon with a length of a hundred zhang, and went straight to thousands of miles away.

(End of chapter)