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"Thank you for teaching Dan!"

Bai Gu Daojun bowed slightly, and at this moment he had to admit that this young man who came out of the small border world was more suitable for Qingxia to dominate the future than Ji Xuan and Qu Jiangqiu, the two young emperors.

Emperor Yunxiao accepted this gift calmly, and an eighth-order mid-grade Saint Pill was taken out by him for free.

Half an hour later, Emperor Yunxiao opened the furnace for alchemy again, and there were only three copies of the medicinal materials he had on hand to refine the Yuanyang Guben Dan, which he could not afford to waste at will.

The time of two hours was originally just a snap of a finger for a monk at the Dao Monarch level, but at this moment, the time of every breath is like a year for these Qingxia bigwigs.

Di Yunxiao is still meticulously following the steps of alchemy, impetuousness is the enemy of alchemy, once a little careless, the elixir will be wiped out, and it will be a big trouble to cause the Danding fryer.

It took two hours for Emperor Yunxiao to extract the essence of all the medicinal herbs, and the purple-red flames swallowed the tongue of fire, burning the Danding to the point of red.

Compared to the modest time of the first furnace, this time Emperor Yunxiao deliberately released the true fire power of the Purple Flame Pill Fire in the closing stage, and all of a sudden, the smoke in the medicine tripod was steaming, and he couldn't see the scene inside at all.

The blazing temperature of the Purple Flame Pill stained a radius of dozens of zhang like a steamer, except for a few Dao Monarchs, most of the other dark temple black guards could not withstand the blazing fire waves, and withdrew a hundred zhang distance.

"This, with such surging firepower, won't directly incinerate the pills in the medicine tripod into ashes, right?"

The one-armed old Daojun felt the waves of fire in front of him, and he was suspicious in his heart, he had never seen an alchemist dare to use such a blazing and domineering flame alchemy.

"It's such an accurate method of fire control, it is rumored that Shaozhang has obtained a copy of the "Fire Dao True Solution" left by the Supreme, and what he said is true. His means of controlling the flames are almost not inferior to the old man. ”

The Flowing Fire Dao Monarch was amazed, and the confusion in the hearts of all the Dao Monarchs was suppressed at once.

Half a cup of tea, Di Yunxiao's half-squinted eyes suddenly widened, he suddenly got up and bombarded the medicine tripod with one palm, and after a dragon groan, the medicinal qi in the blood marrow tripod tumbled and shook, condensing towards the Danding step.

This time, he used the unique Chengdan method of "The Four Great Scattered Hands of Alchemy", which he had been tempering.

"Give me Ning!Cheng Dan!"

Emperor Yunxiao roared in a low voice, and his majestic divine thoughts rushed directly into the Dan Ding, blending the almost evaporated medicinal liquid into a pill, and at the same time, dozens of law runes overflowed from the walls around the Dragon Pattern Blood Marrow Ding, directly into the pill that had just been formed.

The terrifying shock was transmitted from inside the medicine pod, and in the sonorous impact, the corners of Di Yunxiao's mouth twitched, revealing an unexpected look for the first time.

The continuous impact sound was by no means an elixir, it was probably a twin, otherwise it would not have been such a dense impact.

High-grade pills are not as good as low-grade pills, when Di Yunxiao used to refine third- and fourth-order pills, he could refine twenty or thirty pills in one furnace, but refining quasi-saint pills above the seventh order could only produce two or three pills in one furnace.

As for the true eighth-order Saint Pill, the amount of its medicinal qi far exceeded that of ordinary high-grade pills, so even if it was a Medicine Refining Saint Master, most of them could only become one Pill in one furnace.

Dozens of breaths later, Emperor Yunxiao slapped open the top cover of the dragon pattern blood marrow tripod, and two golden streamers burst out, and the Dan Tribulation came again.

"It's really two! It's good luck. ”

This time, with the previous experience, several Dao Monarchs allowed the Dan Tribulation to baptize these two Saint Pills.

The nine thunderbolts fell one after another, much more powerful than the last time, but the two pills were still completely endured.

The rich medicinal fragrance permeated the hundreds, and everyone was snorting desperately, and the medicinal fragrance of the high-grade pills contained quite a lot of medicinal power, and a sip could relieve the injuries on the body.

Di Yunxiao couldn't wait to put the two holy pills into his hand, and his face stiffened for a moment.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that God was on my side today. ”

Originally, Emperor Yunxiao thought that one of these two pills was flawless, and the other should be of high quality, but as soon as he got his hands on it, Rao Yiyi couldn't help but be ecstatic.

One of the Yuanyang Guben Dan is a high-quality pill, but the other one is not flawless, but absorbs most of the medicinal power and directly turns into a perfect pill!

The perfect quality of the eighth-order mid-grade Saint Pill was a bumper harvest that Di Yunxiao hadn't expected before.

Putting away the pill, Di Yunxiao did not preach his alchemy in front of several Dao monarchs, but smiled a little restrainedly, sat directly cross-legged on the ground, adjusted his state, and waited to swallow the pill to repair his broken arm.

Tibetan Sword Daojun and the others saw that Emperor Yunxiao had received the pill, and smashed his mouth twice with some unsatisfied feelings.

Emperor Yunxiao's second furnace of pills was also successfully refined, and it was two holy pills at one time, which could not be explained by the word luck.

Looking at the happy smile on Di Yunxiao's face, there was no doubt that at least one of the two pills was a flawless quality Yuanyang Guben Dan.

"My Sect Young Sect really can't be speculated by common sense, no wonder the Martial Immortal Ancestor summoned us to say clearly, no matter what the situation is, we must ensure that he can't fall. ”

A sense of amazement rose in the heart of the one-armed Daojun, the speed of the rise of this generation of Qingxia's core disciples was too fast, not only Emperor Yunxiao, but also Sword Emperor Qu Jiangqiu and True Xuan Emperor Ji Xuan all entered the real human realm.

As for the other True Disciples, even the last ones in the rankings all had the Dao of the Heavenly Xuan Wheel Mansion Monarch, which was almost unimaginable in the past ten thousand years.

In the last dark era, the Qingxia Ancient Sect rose, and the Qingdi was born to sweep all directions, but unfortunately the emperor fell in the end, and Qingxia stopped outside the gate of the holy land.

In this world, the dark catastrophe of the twelve clans has arrived, and he has three emperors in the Qingxia Ancient Sect, and the Emperor Wu Emperor led by him is even more proficient in the way of Danwu, and he can be called the strongest of his peers.

Such a heroic figure, several times of Qingxia's three million years of history, it seems that only the patriarch of the Kaipai and His Majesty the Qingdi have such a demeanor.

"Ahhhh

Just when several ancestors were full of thoughts, Emperor Yunxiao suddenly let out a muffled roar of pain, only to see him kneeling on the blazing sand at this moment, his face was red and hideous, and the blue tendons on his forehead were jumping suddenly.

"What's the matter? How can the young master get so much pain?"

The one-armed Daojun woke up in shock, and was about to step forward to check the pulse of Emperor Yunxiao, but was stopped by the Tibetan Sword Daojun.

"Don't be impulsive, the emperor boy has just swallowed three pills, and now it should be the time for the medicinal qi to pour into the internal organs, and we can't interfere at will. ”

Quack!

Emperor Yunxiao clenched his teeth, after all, he still underestimated the medicinal power of the eighth-order mid-grade Saint Pill, the huge medicinal power flowed in his limbs and hundreds of bones, if it weren't for his constant muscles and veins, he would have been swollen to death by others.

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