The night was already dark, and Ling Zheng walked to the foot of the mountain where the mountain gate of the Burning Fire Gate was located, covered in blood, still carrying a blood-stained burden in his hand.

He glanced at the burden in his hand with a very ugly face, and just wanted to throw it away.

Ling Zheng is the outer disciple of the Burning Fire Gate of this martial arts sect, and he only has the cultivation of the first order of the Spirit Condensation Realm, and he belongs to the bottom of the sect. A month ago, the Danfang of the Burning Fire Gate was stolen by a flower thief named "Flower Destroyer", and everyone in the sect was furious when they learned about it. When Ling Zheng, who was a lowly cultivator, learned of this, he volunteered to kill the flower thief and recover the stolen pill, but he didn't expect to be allowed.

In this way, after a month of hard pursuit, Ling Zheng finally killed the flower destroyer in a green building, and got the burden that he regarded as a treasure.

But when he spat blood in his mouth and opened the burden excitedly, he was so angry that he almost scolded his mother.

That burden was full of aphrodisiacs such as the Golden Gun Pill, the Seven Yin Hehuan San, and so on! There wasn't even a single pill to improve one's cultivation!

He spent a whole month chasing down this Flower Destroying Thief who cultivated three orders in the Spirit Condensing Realm, wasn't it just to get a few pills that could improve his cultivation? For this purpose, he was seriously injured by the Flower Destroying Thief who cultivated two orders higher than him, and he fought hard to kill him.

But after working hard, he only got a large bag of aphrodisiacs? Ling Ran greeted the eighteenth generation ancestor of the flower thief in his heart, and he felt like he wanted to cry without tears.

"Well, it doesn't matter. Anyway, this mission also has two first-grade mid-level Cuizhu Dan and a ** reward. With those two Emerald Bamboo Pills, you can advance to the third order of the Spirit Condensation Realm. ”

"Then, if you work hard for another two or three years, it is estimated that you will be able to cross that big hurdle and advance to the third order of the Spirit Condensation Realm. ”

Ling Zheng's cultivation is too low now, and he has not been given ** by the Burning Fire Gate, so he can only rely on taking pills to improve his cultivation.

Ling Zheng muttered, and was about to go up the mountain to send this burden to the Danfang to make an errand, but suddenly heard a quarrel in the woods not far away, and the voice was somewhat familiar.

"Who could it be?" Ling Zheng was a little puzzled and quietly walked over.

There were two people in the woods, one of them was Lu Chen, the great disciple of the inner gate of the Burning Fire Gate, a cultivator of the tenth order of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Condensation Realm, and a well-deserved senior brother. The other person was pale, and was trampled on the ground by Lu Chen with blood in his mouth, not tall, ordinary-looking, but very gorgeously dressed. Ling Zheng took a closer look and was so shocked that he almost cried out.

The one who was trampled on the ground by Lu Chen turned out to be Lu Chen's master, the head of the Burning Fire Sect Wang Xu!

"Lu Chen, you rebellious who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, are you not afraid of being punished by heaven for treating me like this?" Wang Xu was obviously about to run out of oil, spitting blood and scolding.

"Hehe, I'm so sorry, my good master. Lu Chen had a grim smile on his face: "That relic treasure is really tempting." In this way, Master, you and I have been a master and apprentice for 20 years, and we have some affection. As long as you take the initiative to hand over the relic treasure, I will leave you a whole corpse. As for a few teachers, tsk, the taste is really good, and the apprentice will help you take good care of them. ”

"Brute!" Wang Xu gritted his teeth in anger.

"Bang!"

Lu Chen kicked Wang Xu in the face and said gloomily: "Wang Xu, don't be embarrassed." Even if you don't take the initiative to hand it over, the relics and treasures will still be mine. You're dying anyway, so don't challenge my patience, or I'll use this Soul Splitting Stone to make your soul fly!"

Lu Chen said, taking out a piece of blood-colored jade from his arms.

A ruthless color flashed in Wang Xu's eyes, and the pale face that was close to the ground suddenly turned red. He didn't know where the strength came from, so he hugged Lu Chen's right leg that was stepping on his head with his backhand, and roared: "Beast, die!"

Lu Chen realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a white light that was very eye-catching in the night exploded from Wang Xu's dantian, instantly engulfing Lu Chen, who couldn't dodge. The strong energy generated by the explosion blew earth and rocks flying, so that Ling Zheng, who was not far away, was also hit by the disaster of the pond fish, and the whole person was blown out for more than ten feet. The injuries in the body, which were already not light, became even more severe now.

Ling Zheng struggled to get up, but as soon as he got up, Lu Chen, whose body was about to be blown into a broken sack, fell in front of him.

Ling Zheng was startled, took a closer look, and found that Lu Chen was already too dead to die anymore.

Ling Zheng easily scooped up the piece of blood-colored jade that Lu Chen was still holding in his hand, and then walked to the place where the explosion had occurred before, only to find that Wang Xu had also died with angry eyes, and there was a big hole in the dantian of the mutilated corpse that had been blown up.

"Self-detonated dantian, soul scattered, what a man. Teach you to go, and I'll take your elixir first. ”

Ling Zheng didn't have much affection for Wang Xu, hugged his fists, and then began to loot Wang Xu's things.

"No!"

After that, Ling Zheng let out a miserable cry, staring at the storage belt around Wang Xu's waist that had been blown up without tears.

"Alas, why is life so bitter. Ling Zheng found nothing again, stood up and prepared to leave.

Wang Xu's self-explosion of the dantian just now caused a lot of movement, if the elders or disciples who came to investigate bumped into Ling Zheng here, Ling Zheng might be charged with murdering the head of the sect and the big disciple of the inner sect. This has happened many times before.

But before he could take a step, Ling Zheng noticed that Wang Xu's body was twitching, and a deep black light flickered on his chest.

Without waiting for Ling Zheng to react, the black light on the chest of Wang Xu's corpse flew straight towards Ling Zheng's chest, and the speed was terrifying.

"Hmm, what is this?" Ling Zheng took the thing on his chest in his hand with some confusion and looked at it carefully.

It was a dilapidated black ancient mirror, the surface was missing a few corners, not to mention, and even the mirror surface was very dull. This black ancient mirror had a black light flickering before, but after it reached Ling Zheng's hand, the light was dim, and there was no abnormality.

Just because of this tattered ancient mirror, the master Wang Xu and the senior brother Lu Chen turned against each other, and in the end, both of them died? Ling Zheng pursed his lips, feeling that there was something wrong with the brains of these two people.

I vaguely heard a commotion in the distance, presumably the people inside the incinerator door heard the movement.

Ling Zheng secretly said that it was not good, and he had to leave this ghost place as much as possible.

He slipped the broken black mirror into the bag full of aphrodisiacs, and entered the inside of the incinerator door through the remote path that only he knew.

Ling Zheng was at the bottom of the fire gate, and his treatment was not very good, and he only lived in a small wooden house in a remote location that was about to collapse.

After returning to the cabin, Ling Zheng didn't care about cleaning up the dust accumulated in the past month, and hurriedly found some ordinary herbs to heal internal injuries.

He was not lightly injured, but because the spiritual vein attribute in his body was extremely special, his physique was excellent. Not long after taking the herb, he vomited blood. Although his face was still pale, he was fine.

"Let's go and hand over this bag of things first, and then get two Cuizhu Dan. ”

Ling Zheng muttered to himself, thinking that after the Cuizhu Pill was in his hands, his cultivation would definitely be able to improve a little. As long as he ascended to the third order of the Spirit Condensation Realm, he would be able to enter the Flame Gate Sutra Building, and his cultivation would be easier. As for whether the master is dead or not, it has nothing to do with him.

Cultivating and taking pills are the two most important ways to improve cultivation. Generally speaking, the former is much more common than the latter, because the elixir is too precious.

A pint of pills, as long as the resources are sufficient, can be refined, but the success rate is not high. However, the second-grade or higher elixir must be refined by a cultivator who specializes in the Dan Dao. And that grade of elixir, even the alchemists in this incinerator gate, the success rate of refining is not particularly high.

But as soon as he reached out to carry the burden, Ling Zheng felt that something was wrong.

How did this burden become so light? Not half as heavy as it used to be?

Ling Zheng was a little puzzled, and after untying the burden, he was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

At least half of the porcelain bottle containing the aphrodisiac in the baggage had been opened at some point, and it was empty. Moreover, under the broken black ancient mirror, I don't know when there was a pile of black residue.

In the residue, a little starry glitter. Ling Zheng was puzzled as he picked out the glittering starry thing from the residue, and looked at the six glittering silver starry pills in his hand, his face was extremely strange.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in Ling Zheng's mind, followed by an exclamation.

He finally remembered what it was.

According to the record of a "Pill Chronicle" in the incinerator gate, this shining silver pill is a high-grade pill, Silver Star Pill!

This is the top storage in the first-grade pill, and the difficulty of refining is even more than that of the ordinary second-grade pill!

"This, this broken mirror can turn these useless aphrodisiacs into Silver Star Pills that make people break their heads and scramble?" Ling Zheng held the six Silver Star Pills, feeling like he was in a dream.

Turning trash into treasure?

Ling Zheng brushed the word through his mind, put the six Silver Star Pills aside with trembling hands, and carefully took out the broken black ancient mirror in the bag and placed it on the bed.

After that, Ling Ran pulled out a wooden box from under the bed, and after lifting the lid, the rich and mixed smell of medicine made Ling Zheng cough.

The contents of this wooden box are all waste pills that have failed to make alchemy in the Danfang and can only be disposed of. Some are toxic, while others can be used to crush and treat trauma. Because he was always bullied before, Ling Zheng has been going to the Danfang to pull these rags for more than ten years since he was a child.

But at this moment, Ling Zheng was full of hope looking at this box of waste pills that were regarded as tattered by others, his palms were sweaty, and he swallowed his saliva fiercely.

As if inviting an ancestor, he held the broken black ancient mirror on the bed in both hands, and carefully placed it on top of the box of waste pills.

After that, Ling Zheng saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

The whole box of waste pills, as if summoned by some kind of power, began to stir restlessly. After that, faint points of light slowly flew out of the waste pill and condensed above the black ancient mirror.

A moment later, those points of light condensed into Silver Star Pills that shimmered with silver stars!

An hour later, the entire box of waste pills had completely turned into the same black residue as before.

Ling Zheng trembled and poured out a box of debris, holding the broken black ancient mirror tightly, looking at the more than ten Silver Star Pills that had only appeared in his dreams before on the bed, his heart beating wildly.

"God, I need to ......calm down," Ling Zheng's face reflected the silver stars, and he muttered to himself like a dream.