Chapter 251: Refining the Demon Core
In the dim cave, the flames flickered, and the figure of the young man was reflected on the rock wall, for a short time, and it was extinguished.
The Winged Divine Dragon carefully controlled the two clusters of blazing flames in the bronze tripod, and its slightly immature little face was drenched in sweat and pale, as if it was overconsumed. His eyes were fixed on the cluster of flames in the center of the Ding, and the battle qi was transformed into flames in waves, and the traces of pink viscous liquid continued to separate from the fist-sized blood mass suspended in the flames.
The dark blue body danced in the air, and his eyes looked at the two flames in the bronze tripod, slightly relieved.
The two clusters of flames, one wrapped in a fist-sized ball of blood burning violently, and the other wrapped in a two-fist-sized mass of pink viscous liquid rested on the edge of the ding and slowly baked. Two clusters of flames, one with high temperature and full of flexibility, performs the task of refining medicine, while the other cluster has a low temperature and remains unchanged for a long time, performing the task of warm cultivation and baking. The Winged Divine Dragon was able to successfully unleash it for the first time refining medicine, and even the Immortal, who had always been extremely strict in cultivation, couldn't find any fault.
When the last trace of pink was withdrawn, the winged dragon waved its sleeves, and the dead red liquid was thrown into the bronze giant vat next to it, the bronze vat with a diameter of three feet was already filled with half a vat of dead red viscous liquid, and this fist liquid was thrown in, and immediately made a "wave" sound, splashing half a foot high blood flowers.
The Pterodactyl ignored the dead red liquid, but instead fused the thumb-thin pink liquid into the pink energy mass in the gentle flame next to it.
After doing this, the Winged Dragon flipped his palm, slapped a milky white elixir the size of a thumb into his mouth, and swallowed it with a grunt. It was a first-grade low-grade elixir rejuvenation pill, which could make people quickly recover the battle qi in their bodies within a certain period of time, and it was the elixir that the Winged Divine Dragon looted from the body of Scarface, the leader of the Black Wind bandit group, and there were only ten in total.
Alchemy is an extremely test of battle qi, because it requires delicate control of the flames, and the more delicate the control, the greater the battle qi consumed, unlike refining weapons, the pressure of battle qi can be shared by the divine thoughts and muscles all over the body, which is an extreme test of the strength of the medicine master's battle qi. Before Hongmeng Tianshu devoured the origin power, it was at the low-level level of the king rank, although the explosive power was not weak, but the staying power was not good, if it weren't for these recurring pills, the winged divine dragon really couldn't carry out the alchemy, and the battle qi was a hard injury.
The little face of the Winged Divine Dragon was resolute, suppressing the fatigue that kept coming, and habitually beckoned, wanting to summon blood from the bronze jar containing the blood of the black-scaled demon python again, but Shen Nian slipped away, only to find that the huge bronze jar was actually empty.
Immersed in the seemingly endless cycle of medicine search and refining, the Winged Divine Dragon was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, it turned out that in nearly half an hour of refining, a large vat of blood had been refined by him.
"Okay, the blood is refined, let's refine the demon core, the energy of the blood demon core is extremely pure, but it is extremely testing the temperature of the flame. "Hades.
The Winged Divine Dragon nodded, and as soon as his mind moved, a blood-red demon core flew out of the Dragon Soul Ring. The demon core was about the size of a fist, and its whole body was covered with flutes of different sizes, like a hard red crystal, which was extremely pleasing. In the bronze tripod, the flame rolled and swallowed the demon core. In the face of the blazing flames, the demon core did not react, but there was a kind of immovable taste.
The Winged Divine Dragon took a deep breath, and the Hongmeng Yin Yang Fish in the middle dantian spun, and surging battle qi rushed in the body, and finally reached the arm, and poured into the alchemy pill ding.
The flame swelled as if it had eaten ten catties of ****, and the tongue of fire rushed straight to the cave wall, and a large area was immediately reflected in the dark cave.
The power of the flames is too scattered! The Winged Divine Dragon trembled away from the fire seal, and its divine thoughts rushed out, controlling the flames to continuously compress, while the battle qi of the left hand that was against the alchemy tripod was constantly pouring into it. Compressing the flames while increasing the firepower is not an ordinary task.
In the alchemy tripod, the flame rose high for a while and fell for a while, when the flame rose and the Winged Divine Dragon was anxious to increase the control of the fire seal, compress the flame, and slow down the input of battle qi, when the flame was low, the Winged Divine Dragon hurriedly increased the input of battle qi, and slightly let go of the suppression of the flames.
It took a quarter of an hour for the Winged Dragon to finally achieve the maximum compression and condensation of the flames.
At this time, in the alchemy tripod, a cluster of half-dark yellow and half-pink flames wrapped around the demon core and burned, the flame was bright and dazzling, piercing the eyeballs, according to the estimation of the Winged Divine Dragon, the temperature of this flame may have reached five or six hundred degrees.
"It's embarrassing. Watching the lively laughter on the sidelines, he laughed.
The Winged Divine Dragon rolled its eyes, didn't care about it, and once again turned out a Rejuvenation Pill and threw it into its mouth, the battle qi in its body rolled like a boil, and it kept rolling into the alchemy pill and turned into flames, supporting the cluster of flames to violently calcinate the demon core.
The temperature of five or six hundred degrees can already cause damage to the demon core, and in the fierce calcination, the originally indifferent demon core finally began to tremble gradually, and showed traces of cracking on the surface, but the traces were extremely faint, so faint that if you don't look carefully with your eyes inch by inch, you can't notice it at all.
But just because you cause harm doesn't mean it's easy to refine. Using the flame of a first-grade medicine god master to refine a second-order demon core is a thankless task in itself.
Next, like the most clumsy painter, the pterosaur added thin black marks of hair to the surface of the red crystal demon core at a speed dozens of times slower than that of a turtle in a quarter of an hour.
One by one, the Returning Pill was thrown into the mouth of the Wing Shen Dragon without any money, and the Wing Shen Dragon, who was almost in tears, once again deeply realized how happy it was to be a lasting man.
That demon core didn't pay attention to the helplessness and bitterness of the winged dragon, but slowly increased the cracks one by one, and that posture can be described as elegant and calm, not in a hurry.
One is to do his best, pouring the battle qi of his whole body into the alchemy pill all the time, and the other is calm, not in a hurry, the two form a stark contrast, and he is almost so angry that the winged dragon jumped to his feet and scolded.
But when I thought about it, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, and I was angry with a demon core, which was really weird. Gotta burn it, burn it.
The Winged Dragon held its breath and readjusted, controlling the scorching flames to calcinate the demon core violently. The large amount of output of battle qi is consumption is terrifying, so the Resurrection Pill in the Dragon Soul Ring is decreasing one by one.
Looking at the Winged Divine Dragon knocking the Rejuvenation Pill like a bean, he felt like he couldn't cry or laugh, it seems that he will have to refine some high-level pills to restore his combat qi in the future, otherwise he will not be able to live his life.
I don't know how long it took, when there were only two Rejuvenation Pills left in the Dragon Soul Ring, finally, there was a clicking sound in the ears of the Winged Divine Dragon.
The tired Winged Dragon looked at it in surprise, only to see that the irregular surface of the demon core in the flames was covered with black spider silk-like cracks, and the entire demon core trembled violently, as if it would burst open at any time.
"Your grandmother, see if Lao Tzu doesn't burn you!" The Winged Divine Dragon grinned, full of battle qi without reservation, roaring into the alchemy tripod, blessed by the strong battle qi, the flame became brighter and brighter.
The demon core trembled continuously, and the cracks in his body continued to expand.
After the Winged Shenlong went all out, the battle qi was poured and blessed on the flame like no money, and it was violently calcined again for a quarter of an hour, the stubborn demon core that was as stubborn as a stone finally burst open with a click in the surprised eyes of the Winged Shenlong, and most of the demon cores turned into black ashes were swept out of the alchemy by the Winged Shenlong with a wave of his hand, leaving only a milky white energy mass the size of a peach pit. Once again, the Pterodactyl rested next to the pink mass of energy, baked by the gentle flames.
"This girl, it's too bad!" said the Winged God Dragon as he touched the sweat on his face.
"You are still a first-order medical master who has not yet started, and the power of the flame is insufficient, so it is just enough to use it to calcinate the first-order demon core, and it is naturally difficult to calcinate the second-order demon core. "Schadenfreude.
The Winged Divine Dragon rolled his eyes, summoned nine medicinal materials from the Dragon Soul Ring and placed them beside him, refining them again. These nine medicinal materials are far less than the amount of refining the blood of the demon snake, longer than the refinement, and far less than the calcined demon core, so in the eyes of the winged divine dragon that has been calcined and refined for a long time, it is easy and easy.
When the Winged Divine Dragon stuffed a Breath Rejuvenation Pill into his mouth again, the remaining nine medicinal materials were also successfully refined by him and fused into a cyan energy mass.
"Okay, let's combine the medicine, now that the resources are sufficient, I suggest you try a small amount, lest you lose control of your energy and destroy all the medicinal materials at once. Stygian leaned upright and hugged his two paws.
The Winged Divine Dragon nodded, and the temperature of the cluster of flames in the Alchemy Ding gradually decreased as the output of battle qi slowed down. After several hours of exerting its battle qi with all its might, and now that it has changed to a normal state, the Winged Divine Dragon's whole body is so comfortable that it almost moans. He licked his lips and looked at another cluster of flames, in which three different colored energy clusters were slowly spinning and being roasted by the warm fire.
You come first. The Pterodactyl made a move, and a thumb-sized amount of energy was immediately separated from the pink energy cluster and thrown into the cluster of flames in the center, and the Pterodactyl's gaze lingered on the cyan energy mass and the milky white energy mass for a while, and finally landed on the milky white energy group. They are all from the black-scaled demon python, and they come from the same source, so it should be easier to combine the medicines. The Pterodactyl made another move, and the milky white energy mass split a drop of energy the size of a water drop and threw it into the cluster of flames in the center.
Pink and milky white energy are juxtaposed in the flames, and the well water does not interfere with the river water.