Chapter 8: Ghost Fire Alchemy
"Mu Jiuyou is not in the carriage!"
"The carriage is empty!"
I don't know who screamed first, and then more people shouted, "We've been fooled!" She wasn't in the carriage. ”
Xiao Zining came back to his senses violently, looking at the place where the carriage was parked and now turned into a big pit, looking at the debris and a few pieces of white gauze on the ground, he suddenly chuckled, raised his hand and stroked his forehead, how could he forget, she has a lot of ghost ideas, how could she know that the royal family would not let her go, and would risk herself?
After laughing, Xiao Zining turned to look at the people who had made the move before, and his eyes swept over their faces one by one, "I think it was Zi Ning's voice that was too small yesterday, and you didn't hear it clearly, but now Zi Ning is saying it again, Sister Jiuyou is very important to me, and anyone who hurts her is an enemy of Zi Ning!" ”
The faces of the people who shot before all changed, and they looked at Xiao Zining with flickering eyes.
Xiao Zining didn't talk nonsense, pulled out his long sword, and looked at them, "You can go up one by one, or you can go up together." ”
"Of course, you can also choose not to fight with me, as long as you kill the eight of them, I can write off today's matter, and I, Xiao Zining, can swear to the sky."
The people who shot looked at each other, Xiao Zining made enemies with others, and his reputation of dying had already spread all over the corners of Cangnan country. No one would offend a genius like him, especially on the basis that there were two third-order masters of the Yuan King who were famous for protecting their shorts in the Xiao Wang's Mansion. Because of this, his words fell, and most of the people walked directly towards the eight people, and a small number of people who did not believe in evil surrounded Xiao Zining.
The wind rose, the sword rose, and beside this small forest, the Yuan Qi of various colors lit up one after another, with a thick blood color, blowing the horn of Mu Jiuyou's rise to the ground.
At this moment, Mu Jiuyou, the protagonist of the incident, dressed neatly in black, was shuttling through the lofty mountains and mountains that ran counter to the direction of Fengwu Mountain. She was as fast as a wind, skimming the lairs of all kinds of beasts and speeding forward.
The sun set and the sun rose, and after one night, in front of a deep mountain lake three hundred miles away from Kyoto, Mu Jiuyou stopped moving forward.
Sitting cross-legged on the spot, taking out the wild fruits picked along the way to fill his stomach, and washing his face with water, Mu Jiuyou got up and walked towards a bald mountain in the southeast direction. The bald mountain is not high, at most a thousand zhang, the mountain is rocky, and a few wild vines can be seen hanging upside down on the mountain rocks, growing tenaciously.
The surrounding mountains, the mountains are beautiful, the ancient trees are bearded, and the bald mountains are located in the middle, which is abrupt and distinct.
Mu Jiuyou stood at the foot of the bald mountain, looked around for a moment, and looked for the cave where the original owner of the body was located halfway up the mountainside, hidden behind a wild vine, and there was a cluster of ghost fire. The original owner of the body had a very deep memory of this mountain and the cave on the mountainside, and Mu Jiuyou found it without much effort.
Entering along the entrance of the cave, I zigzagged all the way down for about 300 zhang, and soon saw the 'ghost fire' mentioned in the memory of the original owner of the body.
The 'ghost fire' was dark blue in color, only the size of an adult's fist, and floated and burned in a large cavern in the center of the cave, like a bright lamp, illuminating the entire cave into a dark blue. The flames are shaking, the ghosts are clustered, and there are constantly crying and tearing voices coming out of it, grabbing people's hearts and cannibalism.
Mu Jiuyou snorted lightly, dissolving all the evil qi that came to her face, and showed her first smile since her rebirth.
Nether Ghost Fire, the grade is not high, but it is currently the most suitable flame for Mu Jiu You to refine the elixir, there is no one.
As long as she finds the corresponding spirit grass and refines a few furnaces of elixir, the problem of her body can be solved immediately, and from now on, the sky is high and she can fly, and the sea is wide with her, and she will never be like now, sneaking around, hiding in Tibet!
In the next two days, when Xiao Zining was looking for her everywhere with Fengwu Mountain as the center, Mu Jiuyou was at the foot of the mountain next to the lake, and collected hundreds of copies of the spirit grass needed to refine the marrow cleansing pill, not only that, but in this place where she stepped on it, it was full of spirit grass, she also collected the spirit grass needed for dozens of pills such as Peiyuan Dan, Dingyan Dan, and Zengyuan Dan!
Sitting cross-legged by the lake, Mu Jiuyou looked at the pile of spirit grass in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch for the first time and for the first time.
Each of these spirit grasses is thousands of years old, and if it is placed in the Dongsheng Continent, it will definitely cause a big fight. However, here, it grows at the foot of the mountain, and no one cares?
Mu Jiuyou forcibly resisted the urge to immediately run back to Hua Bo to ask what kind of alchemy the Tianxuan Continent was taking, exhaled and meditated, and after his mind was completely calm, he collected the spirit grass and walked towards the Netherworld Ghost Fire Cave on the bald mountainside in the afternoon.
When she arrived at the Netherworld Fire Cave, she meditated cross-legged again, and when it was completely dark, she opened her eyes violently, tore off the storage bag tied around her waist, and took out the alchemy furnace she had asked for from Hua Bo in the name of research. As soon as the finger came out, the air moved, and the alchemy furnace of hundreds of catties slowly rose from the ground, drifting towards the place where the ghost fire was.
As soon as the Dan Furnace approached the Netherworld Ghost Fire, accompanied by a terrible ghost scream, three evil ghosts derived from the evil qi of the sudden man and beast rushed out of the hole, opened their bloody mouths, and bit fiercely towards the Dan Furnace. The Dan furnace was overwhelmed and made a creaking sound.
Mu Jiuyou's face was solemn, and the fingers were getting faster and faster, and in the constant creaking sound, the alchemy furnace finally fell vertically with the posture of Mount Tai, suppressing several evil ghosts, and steadily landed on the entrance of the Netherworld Ghost Fire Cave, and the cave was dark for a moment.
The first step was successfully completed, but Mu Jiuyou did not dare to relax, and when the preheating of the Dan furnace was completed, he quickly punched out the trick and put all the eleven flavor spirit grasses needed to refine the marrow cleansing pill into the Dan furnace. At the same moment that the spirit grass entered the Dan furnace, the divine consciousness also followed, and used the spiritual qi to transform the hands and separate the eleven flavors of the spirit grass in various places.
Half an hour later, eleven spirit grasses formed a paste in the Dan furnace, and under the steaming air waves, they kept turning in the air. When the flip stopped, the aura turned into a hand again, and quickly kneaded all the spirit grass paste together.
With the passage of time, the kneaded spirit grass paste gradually became crystal clear, and at the moment when it was completely clear, the divine consciousness turned into a knife, quickly cut it into ten parts, and then placed it in the center of the furnace to bake. As the roasting time passed, the crystalline color was replaced by milky white, and a crisp aroma of the elixir wafted out.
Mu Jiuyou's eyes showed a sense of excitement, pinched his fingers, and said coquettishly: "Get up!" ”
Ten milky white rays of light flew out from the Dan furnace, and Mu Jiuyu, who had been prepared for a long time, raised all the ten rays of light.
"It's done!" Although it has been hundreds of years since the Dan furnace has been touched, that memory has not faded with time. Mu Jiuyou opened the Jinpa and looked at the ten top-grade marrow cleansing pills with a glow, and he was extremely excited.
After being excited for a moment, Mu Jiuyou quickly calmed down. The meridians in her body are seriously blocked, which can be said to be rare in the world, ten myelin cleansing pills seem to be a lot, but it is far from enough to completely remove the impurities in her meridians. Therefore, after resting for two hours, Mu Jiuyou began to refine the Purifying Pill again.
There is no time in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year.
In ten days, Mu Jiuyou refined all the more than 100 copies of the Purifying Pill Spirit Grass that he had collected into a pill, refining more than 1,300 in total. At the same time, she also refined a total of 100 Peiyuan Dan in ten furnaces in case of emergency.
After everything was ready, Mu Jiuyou spent another two days adjusting his spirit to the best state. On the morning of the third day, at the moment when the sun broke through the sky and rose, Mu Jiuyou took out ten marrow cleansing pills and swallowed them in one gulp.