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There was a golden light in front of him, and after the golden light dissipated, Mo Wen found himself in a valley.

In the valley, the vegetation is lush, the trees are shady, and the insects and birds are constantly singing.

Mo Wen glanced around and found that there were many medicinal fields in the valley, planted with patches of medicinal herbs.

"There are many precious elixirs Xuanhuang real people's latest chapters."

Mo Wen glanced at it slightly, and a look of shock swept in his eyes.

In those medicinal fields, the medicinal herbs planted are all extraordinary, almost all of them are elixirs, and some of them are still cherished elixirs.

For example, that piece of Purple Immortal Mushroom, which is a rare Xuan-level elixir in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, is usually almost rare.

In the valley, there are hundreds of purple immortal mushrooms, and almost all of them are mature elixirs, with thousands of years of medicinal age. In the realm of cultivating immortals, any one of them is probably worth a fortune.

In addition, there are also Jiuqu ginseng, eight spirit flowers, and Tianyue grass......

In the immortal cultivation realm, all of them are rare spirit grass elixirs, but they can be seen everywhere in the valley, growing on the ground like weeds.

Mo Wen couldn't help but be a little excited, and took a few steps forward to pick off a Tianyue grass.

But as soon as his hand touched the silver mysterious grass, it passed directly through it, and nothing was touched at all, everything was just illusory.

Mo Wen put his hand on the Tianyue Grass and shook it a few times, and sure enough, he couldn't touch anything, although the Tianyue Grass was in front of him, it was like a phantom.

He smiled bitterly, sure enough, it didn't exist, it was just a phantom, and the heat in his heart cooled half of it at once.

Also, Tianyue Grass and Jiuqu Ginseng are both rare spiritual herbs and elixirs in the world of cultivating immortals, and they have high requirements for the growth environment, and only in places with abundant spiritual energy can it be possible to grow such spiritual things.

The piles of high-grade elixirs in the valley are almost impossible, after all, the environment in which a Xuan-level elixir grows, the aura within ten miles of the surrounding area will probably be absorbed. It is simply impossible to grow a second elixir.

"Am I just in a fantasy?"

A hint of contemplation flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, and he glanced around, there were many valleys, and there were mountains on both sides. There is no end in sight. Since all those spiritual herbs and elixirs were illusory, the surrounding environment was very likely to be illusory.

After all, he had only been in that demon hall before, and it was obviously unreasonable to appear in this place in the blink of an eye. Since the space teleported, it was impossible to teleport so far at once.

Maybe his body is still in that strange hall, but his mind is trapped in this illusion.

Mo Wen frowned, trying to concentrate his mind, trying to pull his consciousness out of the illusion. Back to the original. It's a pity that he tried hard for a long time, but nothing worked.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up and reluctantly walked towards the center of the valley. Hope to find something in the valley.

The valley is very large, with a radius of dozens of miles, as he continues to go deeper, the grass and trees become more and more sparse, and a large altar slowly appears in front of him, which stands between the grass and trees, and is three meters high. There are many strange runes carved on it, which are dark red and exude a cold aura.

At this time, on the big altar, there was a big tripod, which was more than 20 meters high, and it was more than 10 meters high. Huge and amazing, the whole body is blue-red, exuding a quaint and wild atmosphere.

On the top of the body, there are all kinds of ferocious beasts, and there are eyes. There are candle dragons, there are wild beasts such as the Fox Beast, those divine beasts are lifelike, like living creatures, and from a distance of several hundred meters, Mo Wen can feel the strong coercion from the body of the fierce beast.

At this time, on top of the big ding, there was an old man in a white robe, like a ball of white light, giving people an ethereal feeling of being the best in the Tang Dynasty.

Mo Wen took a deep breath, looked at the white-robed old man, and found that the white-robed old man was also looking at him at this time.

"I have no intention of breaking into this place, my predecessors are polite."

He was a little nervous in his heart, and hurriedly gave a salute, although he didn't know who this white-robed old man was, but it was definitely not easy to appear in this place.

The white-robed old man didn't seem to see Mo Wen Shili, his eyes were empty, and he looked at Mo Wen indifferently, like a shell without a soul.

"Inheritor, only by passing my test can you accept my inheritance."

A voice without any mood fluctuations came out of the mouth of the white-robed old man, as if a machine was speaking.

"Legacy?"

Mo Wen was slightly stunned, and didn't react for a while. But then, he immediately realized something.

"Yuan Shen Zhu!"

He exclaimed, could it be that he was receiving the inheritance of the Yuan Shen Zhu? He hadn't forgotten the previous scene, it seemed that before the accident, a golden primordial bead hit him, and then he lost consciousness.

It can't be that the Yuan Shenzhu took a fancy to his qualifications and tried to pass it on to him, right?

Mo Wen had a ridiculous feeling in his heart, he was not an immortal cultivator, but just an ancient martial artist, in the eyes of an immortal cultivator, what qualifications could he have? He would almost never have dreamed that there would be an immortal cultivator's Yuan Shenzhu who took a fancy to him.

Because it was almost impossible, he knew how many catties he had, so he was shocked at most when he found so many divine beads in that mysterious hall before, and he didn't react much.

Could it be that the accident that happened in the Demon Hall before caused the Yuan Shen Zhu to lower the criteria for selecting inheritors, so that it reached the level of "hunger does not choose food", and he grabbed a random person and handed over the inheritance?

Mo Wen didn't understand why something so weird was happening, but he understood that everything in front of him might be an opportunity for him, if he could obtain the inheritance of the power of immortal cultivators, maybe he could also embark on the path of immortal cultivation.

A flash of heat flashed in his eyes, and the gaze that looked at the white-robed old man suddenly changed.

He knew that the old man in the white robe had died many years ago, and what he left behind now was just an image of his life's inheritance, and he did not have any wisdom and thoughts, and was only responsible for inheriting the inheritance step by step.

Mo Wen took a deep breath, gave the white-robed old man a deep salute sincerely, and then strode onto the altar.

When he walked up to the altar, the altar suddenly lit up, and runes lit up one after another, wrapping the surroundings.

The white-robed old man stretched out his hand and waved, and a white light suddenly enveloped Mo Wen, forming a circle of light with a diameter of about five meters, and Mo Wen stood in the middle of the aperture.

After the white beam of light enveloped Mo Wen, the white-robed old man no longer paid attention to him, but jumped down from the big ding, walked to Mo Wen's body twenty meters and sat down, with a move of his hand, the huge Ding furnace began to shrink, and after a while, it turned into a palm-sized medicine furnace.

The white-robed old man waved his hand, and the smaller medicine furnace turned into a red light and appeared in his hand in a flash.

As soon as he pointed out, a golden flame appeared at the bottom of the medicine furnace, and the scorching flame burned with the latest chapter of the Ghost Eye Onmyoji.

Then he took out the medicinal herbs from a simple ring as if no one was around, and the milky white brilliance flashed, and one herb after another appeared in front of him. There are dozens of kinds, neatly arranged.

The ring that can take out the medicinal materials, Mo Wen naturally knows, is a storage ring in the immortal cultivation world, there is a small storage space in it, although it is not a rare thing in the immortal cultivation world, but not everyone can have it.

At the beginning, Mo Wen had never had the opportunity to get a storage ring, and he envied the storage ring on the hand of the alchemy master who taught him alchemy.

Naturally, storage magic weapons are not only storage rings, but also storage bracelets, storage hairpins, and even a handkerchief, all of which may be storage magic weapons, and the types can be described as strange, almost everything.

However, for many immortal cultivators, it is not easy to obtain the cheapest storage bag, and other storage weapons will naturally not be considered.

After taking out a lot of medicinal materials, the white-robed old man actually started alchemy, and the medicinal materials were put into the medicine furnace, and mysterious gestures came out of his hands, the furnace fire was beating, and a furnace of pills was gradually being conceived.

The white-robed old man's alchemy speed was very fast, and he could refine a furnace of pills in almost half an hour, and the thick medicinal fragrance shrouded the surroundings, and it could not be dispersed for a long time.

He refined the same elixir, refining it three times in a row, and after completing the three refining attempts, he stopped. His eyes slowly looked at Mo Wen.

I don't know when, Mo asked's body, and a Ding furnace also appeared silently, as well as the medicinal materials used by the white-robed old man to refine the pill before.

"Test my alchemy?" A flash of clarity flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, the white-robed old man just now seemed to have said that only by passing his assessment could he inherit his mantle.

The old man in front of him is obviously proficient in the art of alchemy, maybe he was still an alchemy master, a peerless figure such as King Dan.

The elixir that the old man refined just now, Mo Wen didn't know what the elixir was, it seemed very simple, but there seemed to be another mystery in it.

After watching it three times in a row, Mo Wen felt a little in his heart, and began to refine a furnace of pills by hand according to the steps taken by the white-robed old man.

Mo Wen's alchemy ability naturally couldn't be compared with the white-robed old man, and it took a full hour to slowly complete the refining.

The last step is to open the furnace to take the pill, and success or failure is in this move.

But when Mo Wen opened the furnace, it was dark in front of him, and there was a mushy thing in front of him, black and black, there was no pill at all, and an unpleasant smell filled the air, which was in stark contrast to the rich medicinal fragrance refined by the old man in the white robe before.

Failed!

Mo Wen knew that he had refined a furnace of waste pills. In the process of alchemy, it is very common to refine waste pills, and it is generally not an alchemy master, and it is impossible to guarantee the success of every alchemy.

Therefore, Mo Wen was not discouraged, and continued to start refining the second furnace of pills, anyway, there were enough medicinal materials and everything, and he had enough conditions to continue refining pills.

But in the process of alchemy, the further back he went, Mo Wen's face became more and more ugly, and there were thirteen furnaces of pills in a row, but none of them succeeded, and all of them failed.

When I watched the white-robed old man refining it before, it seemed to be very simple, and it was not very difficult. But why did he fail repeatedly when it was his turn to refine?