Inside the dungeon.

Chu Weiyang cushioned his feet, and most of his body was almost lying on the body of the purple toad pill furnace, only a little force, and he rubbed a body of dust, so reluctantly, he pushed the top cover of the pill furnace on the purple toad's back slightly open a crack.

Suddenly, the thick dust and smoke almost swirled, and it was wrapped in a gust of wind, and it was about to split the head and cover the face.

He had already prepared in his heart, Chu Weiyang held his breath and condensed, and turned his head to avoid this gust of wind.

At the same time, the white jade viper on the wrist was buzzing happily.

Looking at the basket again, the steward couldn't call for a while, the steward's awkward face was distorted, the eyes were not eyes and the nose was not the nose, and the hand holding the edge was loosened, and before the poisonous wind swept over, he let himself fall into the basket in embarrassment, and carefully avoided it.

If nearly more than ten breaths of time passed, and even the ashes and dust that were blown up at the corner of the underground palace wall slowly fell, Chu Weiyang leaned over and looked inside the Purple Toad Pill furnace through the gap.

Behind Chu Weiyang, the horse steward once again leaned out on the edge of the basket.

Just looking at his expression, he seemed to be more impatient than Chu Weiyang.

"How? What's in the Dan furnace? ”

What responded to the Ma steward was Chu Weiyang's brief silence.

Then, Chu Weiyang took out the long sword on his waist, and the blade of the sword was used as a spoon to poke into the purple toad pill furnace, and then, Chu Weiyang only took a handful of it, and when his hand was withdrawn, there was a pinch of black mud and sand on the blade of the sword that was held flatly.

When you look closely, the mud and sand is very dry and loose, but it seems to be because of the original quality of heaven and earth, even if it has turned into such fine sand, it still has a good stickiness, mixed together, and does not distinguish between each other.

And the jet-black color is more pure and terrifying, especially in this dark underground palace, more like trying to swallow up the only light in it.

Only by sniffing lightly can you feel the wisps of colorless and odorless poisonous Qi escaping from it.

In the past, it may be an innumerable number of strange immortal treasures, or it may be the supreme Dan fire of the highest grade, in this purple toad pill furnace, the heroes gather, reflect each other, resonate with the Tao and the law, and intertwine Qi and reason.

It may be an unimaginable Essence Pill, a poisonous path, or an extremely high achievement of a certain Dao.

The round Baodan should be a bright color like glass, and the deep texture on it should be as beautiful as the cloud seal thunder pattern.

But now I can't see anything, the colors of the past have now disappeared, everything has returned to dust and soil, Bao Dan has brewed in the years, corrupted into a pinch of black medicinal mud, exuding a violent toxicity that ordinary people cannot bear.

At least for the moment, the steward who was propped up on the edge of the basket pouted his lips very dissatisfied.

Well, he is willing to admit it, at the very beginning of the fight, Ma Guan looked down on the poison Dao method, and now this ball of medicinal mud is probably like scum in his eyes, and it should not appear in the relics of a Jindan monk's natal magic weapon.

It seemed like some kind of profanity about fun.

It's just that Chu Weiyang at this time couldn't care about such an idle thing as breaking up with the horse steward, he took out an empty porcelain bottle from the Qiankun bag, and carefully scraped the medicinal mud on the sword blade into the porcelain bottle little by little to seal it.

In the end, only a piece of medicinal mud the size of a small fingernail was left on the edge of the bottle, and then fed to the white jade viper little by little.

But even if it was just such a small piece, the jade snake devoured happily little by little, and before it ate a small half, it suddenly felt sleepy as if it was full of food, and spit out the snake letter slightly, and even the buzzing sound seemed to have a bit of laziness, curled up on Chu Weiyang's wrist.

It's just that as the breathing time passed, the skin of his wrist was clinging to the white jade-like scales, and Chu Weiyang could clearly feel the gradually growing aura of the white jade viper.

Very weak change, but stable and clear.

Because of this, Chu Weiyang smiled with satisfaction, and then put the sword deep into the Purple Toad Pill furnace, carefully scraping the medicinal mud accumulated on the furnace wall and the bottom of the furnace little by little.

This delicate work was a waste of time, and after a long time, Chu Weiyang filled the eight large bottles, and almost used up the empty bottles at hand, so that the medicinal mud in the Dan furnace was cleaned up.

Originally, this was already the ultimate goal at the beginning of this trip, but when Chu Weiyang supported his waist, took a few steps back, stood beside the horse steward, and looked at the Purple Toad Pill furnace with him, the young man's mind couldn't help but come alive.

But it seemed that he had guessed what Chu Weiyang was thinking, and before he could speak, Steward Ma shook his head and said.

"Don't bother!"

"Why do you think they didn't think about it just now?"

"How many years have passed without the loss of the natal magic weapon, just by people like you and me? If you don't stack up as high as a stone, you have exhausted your spirit, and if you have rubbed a layer of paint, it can be regarded as unreasonable from God. ”

"For the monks under the Jindan realm, this thing is a treasure material that cannot be used, no matter how beautiful it is, it can't be used in the slightest."

"And for the Jindan Great Monk of the same realm, unless he walks on the same path, it is no different from poison!"

"The orderly overlapping of all kinds of treasure materials, the kind of strange interweaving and resonance of the spiritual materials that are smelted into a seamless whole, all deeply contain the spirit of a great monk, and contain the afterglow of the Dao fruit!"

"I've never heard of anyone who is able to cultivate all the way to the Jindan Great Cultivator by simply imitating another person!"

"As for refining this Dan furnace purely, refining it into the purest treasure material and the alchemy that doesn't know how many mountains and mountains and mountains are heavy, without the ability to be at the peak of the Jindan realm, it's just asking for trouble to try."

"Looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, don't worry about this, while the cause and effect are still there, while the spirit is still sufficient, think more about it, and forget the Fa, which is the right reason!"

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang nodded.

He's never been too stubborn.

Because of this, Chu Weiyang settled down in the same place, and then looked towards the behemoth-like outline of the Purple Toad Dan Furnace.

In the vast ocean of minds, it is like the sunrise Fusang, hanging in the world!

The "purple" character seal soared into the sky, and the hole shone on the universe!

In the next moment, the winding and rugged silhouette of the purple toad was all reflected in the colorful world hanging high in the sun.

One by one, the ancient seal characters flowed towards Chu Weiyang's mind.

After a while, Chu Weiyang slowly opened his eyes.

"Ten Thousand Souls Yuanben Monarch and Ministers Envoy Secret Summary"

Under the watchful eye of the steward horse, he suddenly laughed.

"Hey, this ...... Interesting! ”

"Kind of interesting!"

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Another half-hour.

The dungeon is somewhat dark and I don't know the meaning of day and night.

In the dim firelight, there was a lonely person in the basket steward, who seemed to be napping on the edge of the basket, but the hand that hung down and shrunk in the sleeve robe was always a sword finger, and in the fingers full of mud, there seemed to be a strong sword intent silent, like a dormant beast, waiting for a fierce killer blow!

In the long silence, the sound of footsteps sounded from the corridor, followed by the sound of dragging from far and near.

The fine dust on the ground was raised high with the incoming wind, and in the hazy mist, the silhouette of the figure that came out of the darkness gradually became clear.

Chu Weiyang glanced at Steward Ma, who had become nervous inexplicably.

There seemed to be some surprise in the young man's eyes, but he did not open his mouth to interrogate.

Gai because Chu Weiyang felt that it was a little strange for Steward Ma to react like this, but it was probably normal for people who had been tormented by pain for a long time to have strange reactions.

Compared with these, what Chu Weiyang wants to solve more is the kind of hunger that goes hand in hand with pain, or even better.

In some contexts, these two feelings are even common.

Taking off the torch, Chu Weiyang lit the dead branches, set up a bonfire, and then pulled out the washed long sword, and burned the blade of the sword to dry the water stains on it under the flames.

Then, Chu Weiyang first put a pot made of square gravel on top of the bonfire, and then lifted a flat stone slab, and placed half of the bison on the stone slab.

Chu Weiyang seemed to be about to feast again.

Just looking at the posture, it seems to be much more elaborate than in the past when Ru Mao drank blood and chewed raw.

Draw the sword, cut the flesh.

Xu is heart was too urgent, Chu Weiyang even brought some sword intent when he took out the sword, and if he looked closely, the sword and sword were endless, as if it was a dense thunderbolt intertwined, and it was like a spring rain.

Seeing that the sword intent of the six positives was ruined like this, the horse steward sighed and wanted to speak several times, but let the slices of meat pile up into a small mountain, the horse steward only pouted, sulking to himself, but he didn't say anything more.

Half a fan of meat is sliced.

Chu Weiyang threw a few large bones into the stone cauldron first.

Seeing that under the calcination of the bonfire, water vapor gradually began to steam, Chu Weiyang opened the Qiankun bag and neatly placed the herbs that had just been picked from the sea of trees on the side of the stone slab.

The herbs were green, and Chu Weiyang either picked up a bundle and cut it into fine pieces and sprinkled it into the stone pot bone broth, or watched the heat for a while, and threw the whole handful into the pot.

There are even some that were twisted out of the elixir juice by Chu Weiyang and carefully and evenly smeared on the slices of meat.

Wait for Chu Weiyang to prepare these in an orderly manner.

In the boiling bone broth, a peculiar aroma has been wafted, with the unique fragrance of bone broth and the elegant aroma of some herbs.

And these two kinds of harmony were intertwined, triggering Chu Weiyang's stomach sac Danding's almost thunderous roar of hunger.

Picking up the chopsticks sharpened from the branches, Chu Weiyang saw the opportunity, and when the stone pot was boiling to its fullest, he took out a few large bones and threw them away, and then threw all the small mountain-like pieces of meat into the pot.

After only waiting for a while, Chu Weiyang removed the entire stone pot from the bonfire, copied the chopsticks with one hand, and looked at the horse steward on the side with a smile.

He seemed a little happy.

"How?"

Steward Ma didn't seem to understand, raised his eyebrows, and asked rhetorically.

"What's going on?"

Chu Weiyang pointed to a pot full of fresh soup intertwined with sliced meat and spiritual herbs.

"I'm asking, how is this pot of soup?"

"The Secret Extract of the Essence of the Ten Thousand Souls Yuan Ben Jun and the Ministers is the method I just visualized from the afterglow of the Great Monk's Dao Fruit, hmm...... It's not a cultivation method, and it's not even a minor secret method...... How to put it, it's more like some kind of Dan Dao inheritance. ”

"Hmm...... A very special Dan Dao inheritance! ”

"This method emphasizes - all the spirits in the world, all kinds of treasures, can be refined into medicine, and the truth of the monarch and the minister is matched, but this monarch and the minister make all kinds of elixirs, not condensed by the Dan Dao method, but only take the truth of the Dan Dao, and use it to refine the secret technique of the ancient witch medicine soup, and make a pot, which is the witch soup for consumption and the treasure pill for swallowing!"

"To be honest, since I got the "Qingzhu Dan Sutra", I have also practiced carefully, and I have been asked to ponder some pharmacological properties and identify some spiritual herbs, and there is no problem with these."

"Reluctantly, the truth of the superficial monarch and the envoy can also be understood."

"But most of the talent and talent will end here, maybe I have cultivated this way, exhausted my stupid efforts, and I can still get some achievements in the future......"

"But what I lack most now is the time to exhaust my stupid work."

"A much biased "Qingzhu Dan Sutra" is still like this, if the orthodox Dan Dao is asked to be cultivated, I am afraid it will be even more unbearable."

"As you said just now, this should be some kind of causal connection that is not mysterious, and I have learned from it, but I have learned from it, but it has taught me such a method, and now it is just a superficial attempt, and it has won my heart!"

"So, steward, how about this pot of soup?"

When he asked this, Chu Weiyang looked down at the stone pot, and in the depths of his dark and deep eyes, there was some kind of indescribable feeling.

And what responded to Chu Weiyang's great emotion was a sneer from Steward Ma.

"It's up to you to explain it like that."

"Otherwise, looking at this pot of rotten leaves and rotten meat, I still think of life in the Demon Suppression Cave."

"The level of the Dharma is always secondary, whether it can fit yourself is the most important thing, since you think it is appropriate, then it is the Supreme Dan Dao Dharma for you."

"What's in it to ask me? Do you want me, a half-rotten person, to taste it for you? ”

"I'm just like you now...... Pixiu is similar! ”

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang didn't say anything, just rolled his eyes, stopped taking care of the horses, and used the broth on his own.

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In the Lingqiu Mountain, in the lush sea of trees, Liu Daoren and his party of three people hurried in a zigzag shape.

Stepping on the slightly muddy ground in the early morning, the three of them took care of each other in a seemingly loose, but actually very dense and compact formation.

Looking at the figures of the three people, there are many fewer fragments around the waist and wrists.

Probably because the harvest in the dungeon has been realized, looking closely, Liu Daoren's relaxed eyebrows and eyes are full of smiles.

Suddenly, Liu Daoren in the front slammed down, and when he put his right hand behind his back, Zhang and Wang also stopped, standing behind Liu Daoren's side, and the breath of the three of them seemed to be gathered together, twisted into a match, and it was as if they were about to be wrapped in a hurricane and swept away towards the lush woods in front of them.

Before the wind arrived, a hearty laugh came from the overlapping shadows behind the trees.

"Good skill! What a handsome skill! ”

"Three Taoist friends, there is no malice in the poor Dao! I am Yan Jianming, a disciple of the old mother of Tingchangshan Danxia, and now I am meeting on the left and right, but I want to ask the three for directions, I don't know ...... Party inconvenient? ”