Su Moliang nodded obediently, put his hands on the medicine tripod, closed his eyes, and concentrated all his energy on the medicine tripod.

After a while, the surface of the Evil Blood Ding began to flicker with a little red light, and slowly, the glow became brighter and brighter, and the area became wider and wider, until the entire medicine tripod was hot and crimson, and it did not stop.

Seeing this, the old man Zhenjun's face twitched, and he clenched his fingers excitedly.

"Desolate Ancient Spirit! It's a Desolate Ancient Spirit!"

The old man of Zhenjun really didn't expect that the master recognized by the Evil Blood Ding would be a desolate ancient spirit body.

He thought that the Evil Blood Ding chose Su Moliang, just because the latter's soul power was relatively strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

Even when he started alchemy, he didn't last so long, and the little girl in front of him didn't stop for an hour.

You must know that Su Moliang is a waste with no spiritual power and no alchemy experience.

Hitting people, it's too shocking.

Sure enough, the ancient spirits are all perverts!

Two hours passed in a hurry, but in the eyes of the old man Zhenjun, it passed very slowly, shocked and excited, and his emotions were so complicated that when Su Moliang opened his eyes and withdrew his hands, the old man Zhenjun couldn't slow down.

In Su Moliang's divine consciousness space, he looked at the old man Zhenjun standing there blankly, and asked worriedly, "Old man Zhenjun, is my soul power suitable for alchemy?"

When the old man Zhenjun heard this, he almost fell to the ground, such a soul power against the sky can't be alchemy, what kind of soul power can be alchemy!!

"Nengne, you have a desolate spirit body, not to mention alchemy, you are cultivating spiritual power, and you are also a terrifying existence. Old Man Zhenjun explained unusually excitedly.

Su Moliang was puzzled: "Didn't you say that my system is not suitable for cultivating spiritual power?"

"Fuck off, I don't know which idiot said it, the Desolate Ancient Spirit Body is a super genius body that is rare once in 10,000 years, because the cultivation of this physique requires very abundant spiritual power, and the purity of the spiritual power of the Dongyan Continent cannot meet the needs of the Desolate Ancient Spirit Body, so this kind of physique cannot be cultivated normally, causing you to become a waste. ”

"You must know that if a person with an ordinary physique exceeds the level load and absorbs too much spiritual power, it will cause self-explosion, but the desolate ancient spirit body is a bottomless pit for absorbing spiritual power, once you start cultivating, it will be a never-ending ascension, and in the end, you will have terrifying strength. ”

Speaking of this system, even the old man Zhenjun couldn't help but shudder.

Because the strong man with this kind of system can kill him by hooking his fingers.

When Su Moliang heard such an explanation, he felt novel.

"Oh, girl, you're blowing me so much. The old man Zhenjun smacked his lips and sighed, and then said with great anticipation, "You hurry up and concentrate again and put your soul power into the medicine tripod, if you can ignite the flame and refine the mortal elixir, you will be a Dan." ”

Hearing this, Su Moliang nodded, sat down like an old monk again, concentrated on his soul power, and almost another hour passed, the hot evil blood tripod suddenly bloomed with a dazzling red light, and a flame instantly ignited at the mouth of the medicine tripod, although it was very weak, but the heat was not low.

At first, the flames were a little red, but slowly, the red faded and turned silver.

When Su Moliang saw this, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he asked puzzledly, "Old man Zhenjun, why is the flame silver?"

"Hahaha, don't you know, Yaoding is also divided into grades, and the grades need to be distinguished by the color of the flame. From low to high, they are red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple. The color of the artifact is purple, but the Evil Blood Ding is more special and silver. After you reach a certain level of cultivation, the flames will gradually change from silver to transparent. ”

Isn't that the need for a flame to be burned?

Su Mo's cool eyes flashed with shock, and then he threw the two basic medicinal materials he had prepared before into the flames.

The crackling silver sparks were churning actively, and a medicinal fragrance slowly wafted out from the medicine pod.

Nearly an hour later, the flame was extinguished, and a russet pill slowly floated at the bottom of the medicine pod, Su Moliang was overjoyed and hurriedly took it.

Seeing the old man Zhenjun here, he was already stunned with fright-