Chapter 117: Seven Pins of Pill (1)
"So what do we do now? You can't sit still, can you? Now there are more and more people gathered in Longcheng Square, if we don't give a proper explanation, I'm afraid we will all sleep here! The young mentor hesitated for a moment, but still voiced his worries.
"Alas, what else can I do, the three emperors have already given me an ultimatum, if there are no candidates returning after three months, I am afraid that they will not help us suppress the mass rebellion anymore." Xia Guangnian sighed, his face was very bad.
"Then I'll send someone to inform me of the news, so that I can appease the people's hearts, and I can also buy time to find the reason as soon as possible."
"Well, you know what to say, right?" Xia Guangnian nodded, and asked uneasily.
"Well, you know, don't worry!" The young mentor nodded and walked out.
Xia Guangnian glanced at the departing young mentor, gently closed his eyes and buried his entire body in the chair.
It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.
I am fortunate to be alive; Die, my life!
It's all up to your own creation!
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The time that passes is like a light smoke, slowly blown away in the air by the breeze.
Two months passed quickly, Xia Guangnian stood on the city wall with a sad face, looking at the marking ball that was still hanging in the air and sighed continuously, and Feng Caitian, who was struggling for alchemy in the Black Cliff Cave, was not much better.
At this time, Feng Caitian was at the key point of alchemy, and Xiao Huohuo and Mingjue both held their breath when they saw this, and looked at the alchemy furnace for a moment.
And Feng Caitian, whose forehead was already covered with sweat, was concentrating on controlling the flames in his hands, and his spiritual power was closely following the medicine ball that was storing the medicinal juice little by little.
"Alas, it still failed!" After a while, the burnt smell of medicinal herbs emanated from the Dan furnace, and Feng Caitian knew that he had not been able to refine it again.
It's a pity, the front is fine, but every time I almost fail, it's really depressing.
Feng Caitian opened the lid of the furnace and looked at the medicine residue that was already black in the Dan furnace, and his face was extremely bitter.
I saw that with a wave of her hand, the waste residue in the Dan furnace automatically flew to the pile of medicine residue that was about to pile up into a hill next to her, and her face was full of pain.
This is all the medicinal materials she stole from the Xian'an Palace, and it has become a pile of worthless scum.
But distress is distress, but she has a reason to do it.
The red jade pill she wants to refine belongs to the seven-grade pill, but there are only seven red jade fruits in total, and she must refine them on the basis of proficiency, otherwise at the speed of her failure, I am afraid that before the red jade pill is refined, all the red jade fruits will be scrapped.
And the seven-rank pill is a watershed in the level of alchemy, although she can now practice the six-rank pill with her eyes closed, but the degree of difficulty of refining the seven-rank pill is not known to be many times more than the six-rank pill.
Although she has practiced more than 100 times, she still has not succeeded. It's no wonder that the people of the Yaotian Continent are crazy about a seven-rank pill.
"Sister, take your time, the matter of alchemy is in no hurry!" Xiao Huohuo comforted as he rolled up the jade bottle on the ground with his little tail and poured the pill into his mouth.
"Yes, girl, the matter of alchemy is in a hurry, why don't you take a break and practice again?" Mingjue looked at the jade bottles on the ground, large and small, which were already filled with pills, and couldn't help but persuade.