Chapter 1492: Unsealing the Blood Marrow Ding
Bai Gu Daojun's face was quite complicated, and at this point, even if he deliberately pretended to be a living person who should not enter, the mobile phone is the most traffic-saving and ad-free site.
The True Xuan Emperor Ji Xuan, one of the three emperors of Qingxia that he is optimistic about, is really different from it.
The little guy who was inconspicuous back then, in just more than ten years, has grown to the point where he is amazed and inexplicable.
Soon, several Dao Monarchs joined forces to lay down a defensive enchantment and an isolation enchantment to prevent the aura of the dragon pattern blood marrow from escaping.
The blood-stained big hand was attached to the dragon pattern blood marrow tripod, and Emperor Yunxiao silently recited the sealing spell given to him by Luo Juexian, and after ten breaths, a large amount of blood was devoured by the medicine tripod, and the original cyan giant tripod suddenly shook.
A high-spirited dragon roar came from the five-foot-tall tripod, and the cyan light flashed, and a cyan dragon phantom wandered in the tripod, holding a golden dragon ball in its mouth, constantly swallowing the aura clouds.
The murals of birds, beasts, fish and insects engraved around the huge medicine tripod seem to come to life at this moment, and hundreds of species are stretched into pieces, crocheting a picture of the vicissitudes of life.
The Dao Yun that came to his face made Emperor Yunxiao's face freeze, and he had never seen such a vivid bronze mural.
With the lifting of the seal, the vast ancient aura overflowed, and the coercion belonging to the Dao Monarch magic weapon was gradually released, which shocked several old Dao Monarchs.
"This, this medicine tripod is also a Dao Monarch magic weapon, so coercive I am afraid that the grade of this tripod is not much better than the medicine tripod of the Qingchuan Holy Master. ”
The Tibetan Sword Dao Jun stroked the three-inch white beard, and secretly thought in his heart where Emperor Yunxiao got so many heavy treasures.
A medicine tripod of this grade like the Dragon's Pattern Blood Marrow Ding, and it should have been known to people for a long time according to common sense.
"The fortune is profound! It seems that Qilin'er of my sect rarely asks for treasures from the sect, and his treasure is obtained by traveling through the heavens and various secret realms. ”
Although the Flowing Fire Dao Monarch is often in retreat, he pays a lot of attention to Emperor Yunxiao.
As Qingxia's youngest true disciple, this kid almost never used his privileges to ask for heavenly and earthly treasures and magic weapons from the sect, except for receiving some spirit stones when he entered the sect.
"Such a young alchemy master, he can earn a lot of money by refining some seventh-order quasi-saint pills at will, how can he care about the benefits of the sect. ”
Bai Gu Daojun shook his head and smiled bitterly, he knew that Emperor Yunxiao had such ability, and he secretly suppressed a fart, and he had already cultivated this son with all his might, so why did he fall into such a situation that was not embarrassing or embarrassing.
After the dragon pattern blood marrow tripod was completely unsealed, the sky was full of brilliant colors, and layer after layer of dark green medicinal qi surrounded the medicine tripod, and the exhaustion of body and mind seemed to be swept away.
This is the medicinal scale that can only be accumulated by Baoding after refining the medicine into a pill thousands of times, which can assimilate the medicinal qi and improve the quality of the elixir.
Emperor Yunxiao sat down cross-legged, his palm on the Blood Marrow Ding, and one after another messages came to his sea of knowledge, and after the seal was lifted, the instrument spirit that was silent in the medicine tripod also recovered, constantly conveying him information about this tripod.
"The medicine tripod refined by the Hongmeng Medicine King?"
After a while, Di Yunxiao's eyes opened, and a touch of ecstasy appeared in his eyes.
The original owner of this tripod turned out to be a figure in the immortal cultivation world in the Middle Ages, named Li Yaoshi, known as Hongmeng Medicine King, who had been in charge of this tripod for more than 19,000 years, and used the blood marrow tripod to refine more than 1,900 kinds of pills.
In the immortal cultivation world in the Middle Ages, those who could hold the title of Medicine King were definitely the top powerful figures in the alchemy world, at least equivalent to the quasi-alchemy masters of the Pharmacist Alliance today.
Among the information transmitted to him by the machine spirit, the most precious was the forty-one eighth-order holy pills and the two ninth-order divine pills, since the end of the Middle Ages, the inheritance of the pills had been broken a lot.
Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Emperor Yunxiao carved these Dan Fang into a brand and punched it into the Bayeux Spirit Rune to prevent forgetting.
The completely unsealed dragon pattern blood marrow is worthy of the name of the best magic weapon, refining the elixir below the seventh order, which can increase the success rate by three percent and improve the quality of the elixir of one grade.
As for the eighth-order Saint Pill, it can increase the success rate by one and a half, greatly reduce the impurities of the medicinal materials, and quickly neutralize the medicinal effect.
After the unsealing, the medicine tripod can be called the treasure of the alchemist, after all, the blood marrow tripod before the unsealing can only barely increase the success rate of the eighth-order holy pill by half a percent.
What shocked Emperor Yunxiao the most was the other effect of this tripod, which could warm the Danhuo, feed the Danhuo itself in the process of alchemy, and pull out the fire imprint of the Danhuo.
His Purple Flame Pill Fire is the alien fire of heaven and earth, and he needs to swallow the fire of all worlds to strengthen himself, if he can use the medicine tripod to improve his cultivation, he can save him a lot of effort.
Whew!
Emperor Yunxiao's heart was hot, and the effect of the Dragon Pattern Blood Marrow Ding was beyond his expectations, even if he put a supreme weapon in front of him, he would definitely not change it.
The eighth-order mid-grade Yuanyang Guben Dan, when his hands were unhindered, the success rate of refining was about three out of five, but now that he is missing a hand, his control over the heat is slightly weaker, and he is only about three percent sure.
With the help of the dragon pattern blood marrow that broke the seal, the success rate was close to fifty percent, which was far beyond his psychological expectations.
According to the Danfang obtained before, Emperor Yunxiao took out the required medicinal materials from the Bayeux Spirit Talisman one by one, a total of nineteen kinds, and the core medicinal material was the 1,700-year-old White Jade Purple Ginseng King.
The white jade and purple ginseng, which has the reputation of the king of ginseng, is the most suitable for consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan, and consolidating the reshaped limbs and blood.
After going through the refining process in his mind, Di Yunxiao began to clean the medicinal materials, and then preheated the medicinal tripod with the purple flame pill fire, and when the clouds and mist in the ding were steaming and the dark green medicinal qi dragon was tumbling, he put in the medicinal materials.
Looking at Emperor Yunxiao's flowing and methodical movements, Liuhuo Daojun and the others were amazed, and they could also perceive that Emperor Yunxiao's skills were skillful, not inferior to those who had been alchemists for hundreds of years.
Half an hour later, all the medicinal power in the nineteen medicinal materials was quenched, and the strong medicinal qi continued to impact the medicine tripod, and the sonorous roar caused several Dao Monarchs to be secretly frightened.
The pill at the level of the Holy Pill contains an extremely large amount of medicinal gas, and it is easy for the medicinal gas to leak out if one is not careful, causing the furnace to explode.
Historically, there have been dozens of accidents in the Dan Pavilion of Qingxia Ancient Sect, which once razed the area of a hundred zhang to the ground.
"Hey, Tibetan Sword, do you know what kind of pill this kid wants to refine? Such a huge amount of medicinal qi is already beyond the level of the seventh-order quasi-saint pill. ”
The White Bone Dao Jun's fingers lightly stabbed the back of the Tibetan Sword Dao Jun, and with their huge divine thoughts, it was not difficult to feel the surging medicinal qi in the Dragon Pattern Blood Marrow Ding that made them all feel suppressed.
"I don't know if this is a so-and-so, he shouldn't be refining the Eighth Order Saint Pill, right?"
Tibetan Sword Daojun clasped his hands, and his jet-black Dao robe danced in the wind, and he said with some uncertainty.