Chapter 48: Re-entering the middle of the Underworld
The first furnace of the elixir of the underworld, failed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Continuing the deduction, the second furnace was refined the next day and failed again. However, the speed of progress was much greater than when refining the Wind and Rain Pill.
The third furnace
Fourth furnace
Fang Yuan, who was immersed in alchemy, couldn't feel the changes in the outside world, alchemy, failure, deduction, and alchemy again, it was so boring, but Fang Yuan seemed to be addicted to it.
It wasn't until the seventh day that the refining of the seventh furnace of the Spirit Pill began.
Ignition, spiritual water, elixir, blending. It was only after a few hours that the Dan incense was elegant, and Fang Yuan subconsciously pulled up the five Soul Spirit Pills, that he came back to his senses from his trance.
"How I felt before... It's amazing. Fang Yuan held the Immortal Spirit Pill, wanting to re-experience the previous feeling, but he couldn't do anything.
In that state, he felt that all his alchemy processes were like flowing water, without a trace of stagnation, and many of his understanding of alchemy and his grasp of time had also been greatly improved.
Usually, alchemists refer to this as 'Danwu', and although it is far less than epiphany, it is also a realm that low-level alchemists dream of.
If Xiao Huo had had even one Dan Enlightenment, I am afraid that he would not give up his profession as an alchemist, and his alchemy level would not stop at the Soul Spirit Pill.
At the end of the month, the silver flew out again, sending the carrots to the Lost Bamboo Forest.
At the beginning of the month, Fang Yuan met Yuan Fangzheng, and after chatting, he rejected the other party's proposal again.
Later, while wandering around, I was lucky enough to pick up a second-level beast talisman, which can summon a beast soul that is quite a seventh-layer monk of Bigu to help in battle, and can be used repeatedly before the spiritual power is exhausted.
After the end of the Fang Market, Fang Yuan walked out of the gate of the world.
The four eighth-layer monks of Bigu learned wisely, and first searched for Fang Yuan's figure in the vicinity to confirm that they had not been deceived before following them.
However, when they tracked to the fork in the road, they were dumbfounded again. Because they couldn't feel the breath of Fang Yuan, they chose the way to the Lost Bamboo Forest after guessing.
In fact, Fang Yuan had come to the Underworld Mountain in the west.
The fourteen spirit branches were all used up, and he was reluctant to use the remaining ten years, so he came to the Netherworld Mountain.
He estimated the time accurately, and when he came to the Underworld Mountain, the fog on the mountain was gradually decreasing.
Next to the Underworld, there are two other teams waiting in the same way.
Both teams are Spirit Monks, a standard team of five.
Fang Yuan saw them, they also saw Fang Yuan, the others just glanced at him lightly, and after being surprised by his age, they stopped paying attention. There was only one agile sixth-layer monk, whose body trembled, and immediately lowered his head, trembling all over.
Fang Yuan didn't pay attention to them, so he didn't notice the person's movements, he walked around the Netherworld Mountain to the north.
The tense body of the agile sixth-layer monk relaxed a little.
He had been the one who had monitored Fang Yuan many times, Brother Xu's subordinates, after the last time the four Bigu eighth-layer monks were tricked, he no longer monitored Fang Yuan.
This time I came out to do the task, but I didn't expect to meet him unexpectedly, and after hesitating, he still took out the transmission note.
If Brother Xuan knew that he didn't report it, the consequences would be very serious.
But the next thing made him smile in surprise and mockery, because the other team, after whispering exchanges, chased in the direction Fang Yuan left.
He knows this team, not a member of a big team, but he is famous in the smart team, and he does a lot of things to rob and kill the weak.
This time, they kind of kicked the steel thorns.
When this team chased for a long time without seeing Fang Yuan's back, thinking that the other party had fled, they saw the rolling mist.
"That's...!"
After Fang Yuan entered the Underworld Mountain, the first thing he did not take out was the brocade bag and the array disk, but took out a Great Wind Talisman and lit it.
A strong gust of wind blew from behind, and Fang Yuan resolutely cast a blow with the wind, and his speed increased in vain.
Unexpectedly, he ran towards the middle of the Underworld Mountain.
That's right, his target tonight is on the Ten Year Wraith Branch, which is the middle section of the Netherworld.
The four of them quickly arrived, and under the guidance of the monk who sent out the transmission note, they rushed to the north and found five people looking at the middle of the Netherworld Mountain in a daze. As the person most familiar with Fang Yuan, Brother Xu stepped forward to ask.
The five spirits were startled, and honestly told the situation of chasing Fang Yuan, half an hour between the middle of the mountainside, and tumbling twice.
Brother Xu's eyes narrowed and threatened, telling the five people to stay below and watch, while he and the other three people hid behind to observe.
He had no doubt that the person who did such a thing against the sky was Fang Yuan, because it was not the first time he had gone against the sky, he had hesitated to continue to deal with Fang Yuan, a Bigu Eighth Layer was afraid of the Fifth Layer, this was ridiculous, but it was a fact.
But then Li Yun dispatched and asked him to personally fight Fang Yuan, but he couldn't refuse, and now it was difficult to ride a tiger.
Time passed, and the mist in the middle of the mountainside rolled again.
"This is the third time, who is it inside?
So the other four people who had been holding back for a long time spoke one after another. "Who knows, I remember that in the history of the Underworld Mountain, the highest record of a night of mist rolling is nine times!"
"That's right, there were two teams competing at that time, one found three Wraith Branches, and the other found six, which is amazing. ”
"It's their luck to have a few lucky hairs, and if I have them, I'd be able to meet so many Wraito Branches. ”
"You said that a few Bigu Eight Layers wouldn't be here for the lucky hair of the one above! Looking at the posture of the one above, he probably got the most lucky hair ever. ”
"Possibly, you see, the fog is rolling again, this is the fourth time, it's only been a long time, he's probably going to break the record tonight. ”
After Fang Yuan caused the Yin Mist to roll again and again, Brother Xu's eyes were wrong, and he began to wonder if Fang Yuan had a treasure to increase his luck.
But he didn't say it, because everyone has their own selfish intentions. I only thought that if I could kill Fang Yuan at that time, I would definitely snatch the storage bag first.
The other three eight layers of Bigu all flashed a trace of shock, fiery, and greedy expressions at different times, which were also well hidden.
"It's the fifth time, it's amazing, it's close to the limit of a single team, do you think he can break the record of a night's high?"
"Impossible! That's more lucky hair on him than the two teams combined!"
"How could it be, it's only been two hours, and he's already let the mist roll five times... No, it's the sixth time, how could it be! ”
The eyes of the four Bigu Eight Layers almost burned, this had transformed from a command mission to a big opportunity for them.