Ye Ling shook his head slightly, smiled faintly, and then walked to the side of the molten fire pool, stretched out his head and looked down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the molten fire pool has been dry for a long time, like a dry well, and it looks extremely plain.

If he hadn't personally seen this place once filled with magma and given birth to a lotus-clothed blood fetus, I'm afraid he wouldn't have noticed this place.

He lightly slapped the storage bag, and suddenly eight small flags sprang out of it and placed them on the ground one by one.

I saw that the small flag was dark red all over, dotted with a few twisted runes, and the flagpole was like a cone, with a groove at the top.

This was naturally a low-level formation called "Gathering Flame Array" that Ye Ling had exchanged for some low-level magic weapons obtained from those dead disciples in Shuofangfang City, and in addition to this formation, the remaining spirit stones had already been exchanged by him for some other auxiliary elixirs for refining the Jade Descending Pill.

Speaking of this low-level formation "Gathering Flame Array", its usefulness is not great, but it is extremely widely used.

Because in some places, although there is no fire on the surface, there are a large number of lung fires hidden deep underground, and some monks can find out whether there is a lung fire hidden in the ground through some special secret methods.

And once confirmed, some special methods can be used to channel the fire of the lungs out of the ground. And if there is really such a beam of earth lung fire in his hands, whether it is alchemy or refining, it will undoubtedly be of great help.

Although the alchemists in the foundation building period have been able to condense the innate true fire, alchemy is often time-consuming and labor-intensive, even if the mana in the body of the foundation building period monks has far exceeded that of the alchemy period monks, it is often unable to support a complete alchemy process, and in this alchemy process, showing any trace of follow-up powerlessness may also directly cause the alchemy to fail, so in the end, considering this result, most alchemists still use the fire of the earth lungs to refine the elixir.

And the strength of the fire of the lungs is often not determined by the monks, so in the end, some formation mages have developed some formations that can pull the fire of the lungs to make up for the shortcomings, and this "Gathering Flame Array" is the lowest level of this kind of formation, often the farthest distance, can only pull up the fire of the lungs within one zhang underground.

Because Ye Ling already knew that magma had appeared in this dry well, he naturally didn't need to explore whether there was really a lung fire below, and since it had already overflowed the ground once, it was not too deep to hide underground, so this most ordinary Gathering Flame Array was enough.

He stuck a low-rank fire attribute spirit stone on the groove of the small flag one by one, and then placed them neatly one by one. He looked at the general underground formation flag slightly, and then nodded slightly.

Ye Ling spat out a few spells in his mouth, and the fingers of his right hand touched a black disc in his hand.

The black disc suddenly glowed with a faint white light, and at the same time, eight small flags flew out one after another, and surrounded the molten fire pool according to a certain law. A red light flashed on the little flag, and then it was nailed directly to the ground.

Ye Ling had words in his mouth, and punched another trick towards the black disc, the black disc trembled slightly, and a small hole suddenly appeared in the center.

At the same time, eight small flags shot out seven rays of light, one by one connected with other small flags, and the rays were intertwined, like a net of light.

Suddenly, fireflies flashing red seemed to fly out of the dry well, and they flew towards the light net.

Immediately, a "boom" sound came from the pool of molten fire, and the rolling magma slowly rose, and wisps of fire snakes jumped on it, like elves in the fire.

As the fiery snake danced, wisps of hot energy burst out of the molten fire pool and merged into the light network.

Suddenly, the black disc slowly floated up from Ye Ling's hand, and began to spin in a dripping way, and a wisp of red flame came out of the hole in the disc like a spirit snake.

Looking at the fire snake writhing in the hole, Ye Ling nodded with satisfaction, and then took out the python floating tripod and all kinds of medicinal materials from the storage bag one by one.

sat down cross-legged on the ground, and secretly recalled the introduction of the Jade Pill in the "Guiyi Dan Canon". He took a deep breath, controlled the black disc to levitate in front of him, and then shot another trick at the python floating ding.

The python fluttered slightly, let out a python-like roar, and hung silently above the black disc fire snake.

Under the scorching of the fire snake, Xiao Ding's original dark red body gradually turned black, and the boiling hot air waves rushed out from Xiao Ding.

Ye Ling hesitated slightly, sighed, and muttered to himself: "Other elixirs are okay, but this spirit Yeats is the main material of the Jade Descending Pill, I'm afraid that it will be destroyed once and it will be one less, the first time to refine the pill, it is better to try to refine some lower-level pills as a test first." ”

"One blood grass, one iron wood root, one clear wood flower。。。。。"

After quickly recalling the materials needed for the Blood Gathering Pill in his mind, his divine sense gradually shrouded the python floating ding.

He picked up one of the jade boxes, a crimson blood-gathering grass lay in it, as soon as the jade box was opened, a fragrance of grass and trees suddenly came to his nose, he let out a long sigh of relief, clamped it with two fingers, and then quickly threw it into the Dan furnace.

As soon as the Gathering Blood Grass entered the Dan Furnace, before Ye Ling could react, the Gathering Blood Grass quickly lost water and withered, and a scorched smell came out of the Dan Furnace.

The corners of Ye Ling's mouth twitched violently, a touch of embarrassment flashed on his face, he wiped the cold sweat on his face, poured out the black paste in the Dan furnace again, and then started a new attempt.

。。。。。。

Three days later, next to the molten fire pool, Qingshuang's eyes were closed, and he lay motionless on the ground, and the green hair on his body was covered with a faint blood-colored light, as if he was cultivating.

Suddenly, a ripple gushed from its eyebrows, and the silkworm's face was so tired that it floated out of it, and then quickly burrowed into Qingshuang's ears.

At this time, Ye Ling's slightly pale face was covered with beads of sweat, and his expression was so solemn that he stared at the python Fuding.

The flames danced up and down like elves.

In the python floating ding, the root of the iron wood finally began to gradually shed the root bark, and a small cloud of emerald green liquid was slowly squeezed out of the root of the iron wood.

Ye Ling's chest floated violently, his divine sense firmly locked on the jade-like liquid, and he let out a long breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the tension in his heart.

The two fingers of his right hand slammed towards the liquid, and a red silk thread burst out from the two fingers, and then firmly wrapped the liquid, and his divine sense carefully controlled the silk thread to pull the liquid out of the Dan furnace, and then slowly put it into a white porcelain bottle.

Ye Ling swayed the white porcelain bottle, a faint warmth came out of the white porcelain bottle, he smiled faintly, cleaned up the Dan furnace again, and poured the liquids from several white porcelain bottles next to him into the Dan furnace one by one.

Inside the cave, the flames flickered with fangs and claws. Ye Ling's figure sitting quietly, under the imprint of the beating flames, writhed happily on the stone wall.

After extracting the pure medicinal power in the medicinal materials, the next step is to slowly fuse these different medicinal powers together. Although this process is not complicated, the process of waiting for the slow fusion of medicinal power is still a test of the alchemist's patience.

Of course, this is also the most critical step in alchemy, if the fusion is successful, then naturally it will be considered a success of alchemy, and if it fails, I am afraid that all the medicinal power purified will be destroyed in one fell swoop, and I am afraid that I will have to extract the medicinal power again at that time, which is not a big deal for the psychological blow of an alchemist.

Several pure liquids of different colors slowly kneaded together, and with the help of the flames, they began to gradually merge into each other.

Suddenly, the python began to make a slight "buzzing" sound, and the Dangai "banged" in response, and five red pills floated out of the Dan furnace.

Ye Ling casually picked up a white porcelain bottle next to him, and included the Blood Gathering Pill into it one by one, a faint smile welled up on his pale face covered with fine sweat, "It's finally successful, the first alchemy, it took more than ten attempts to succeed this time, this success rate is too low." ”