The last two alchemy saints also failed.

There was an uproar, and many people stood up with emotion.

"What's the matter, it's about to become a Dan, how can you blow up the furnace?"

"No one has ever used the Quasi-Emperor's flesh and blood to refine the Flesh and Blood Treasure Pill, and it is against the peace of heaven to do so, so it is destined to fail."

"Bullshit, why didn't you say this when you used the sage to make alchemy."

There was a lot of noise all around, and some people even beat each other on the spot.

On the alchemy table.

"Poof——!

Prince Zhimeng suddenly raised his head to the sky and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This middle-aged man in a purple robe is heroic and domineering, he is cold and wise on weekdays, but at this moment, his face is snow-white, and his eyes are distracted and desperate.

Looking at the Dan furnace that fell to the ground, there was still pungent black smoke, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding and bitter laughing.

"Hahaha, how is the will of heaven? The resumption of business is difficult and there are many battles, so I went to the starry sky to recruit the old department, and I killed Yama with a banner of 100,000.

"I, Zhimeng, was born with a supreme bone, and I once vowed to slash the enemy, take back everything that belongs to me, and reascend to the throne of the emperor, but now, I am a complete failure, hahahahahaha

Prince Zhimu smiled and laughed, hugged his head and cried.

This moment.

He really broke down, remembering his experience since he was a child, and it was a lot of trouble.

If other people were born with extraordinary physiques, they would definitely be vigorously cultivated, but they themselves were dug up into the supreme bones and beaten into the cold cellar.

At that time, he was only five years old!

A five-year-old child suffers such pain and fear, a man shuddering in a dark cellar with a bloody body, cold and hungry, catching rats to satisfy his hunger and eating cockroaches to survive

It was a miserable childhood, and there was no joy.

Only the light that came through the crack in the skylight of the cellar gave him hope and kept him going.

The seeds of hatred had been planted since he was five years old, and he vowed to take revenge, to slaughter all his enemies, and to take back everything that belonged to him.

Over the years, he has pretended to be crazy and stupid and stealing his life, working hard, cultivating day and night, paying too many hardships, and not giving up any opportunity.

After becoming the Prince of Zhimeng, he gathered a large number of brave warriors, responded to every call, and led a large army to overthrow the rotten throne, but was betrayed by traitors, defeated the royal city, and had no choice but to flee the starry sky, labeled as a "rebel", and was hunted down everywhere.

Knowing that Master Fahai of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple held an alchemy event this time, he happily participated, just to make a blockbuster, refine the quasi-emperor Baodan, and get the favor of Master Fahai.

But in the end, he still failed, and at the juncture of Cheng Dan, he exploded.

"Woo woo, I'm a piece of shit, my life deserves to be like this, I've been dead since I was five years old"

Prince Zhimeng cried loudly, lying on the ground and grabbing the ground with his head.

Surrounding.

A group of generals and strategists rushed to the alchemy platform, and when they saw Prince Zhimeng like this, they were heartbroken and sad, and said loudly in grief:

"Lord Zhimeng, don't give up, we still have hope!"

"The subordinates have contacted the brothers of the Chaotic Star Sea, and we will go to the Chaotic Star Sea to recruit troops and horses, and we will definitely be able to regain the royal power!"

"My second uncle's grave can be dug again, that day we dug out the alchemy furnace of the quasi-emperor weapon, and now as long as we dig out another quasi-emperor soldier, we will definitely be able to help you!"

"Lord Zhimeng, please cheer up, your subordinates need you, and the people of the Silver Empire need you!"

A group of subordinates had tears in their eyes and shouted excitedly.

Prince Zhimeng's eyes were confused, the voice in his ears was a little blurred and distant, looking at the lotus Buddha lamp with dried oil above his head, he only felt that the lamp was very like himself at the moment, weak and helpless, and it could be extinguished at any time.

But at this moment.

"Whew!"

A breeze blew, and the burnt wick of the lotus Buddha lamp fell, and it lit up a brighter light.

In the lamp tray, the lamp oil is born out of thin air, overflowing the lamp disc, and dripping like beads in circles.

Prince Zhimeng's eyes suddenly lit up.

And in my ears, there was already a majestic and gentle voice.

"Amitabha, the benefactor of dreams, if you are given another chance, can you become a Dan?"

Prince Zhimeng was shaken violently, and hurriedly followed the prestige, and saw a monk with a Buddha light rippling all over his body and a Buddha light circle in his mind walking towards with a smile.

Prince Zhimeng swore that this was the most handsome and kind master he had ever seen in his life.

The other party was glowing all over, sacred and majestic.

That moment.

The other party's Buddha light ignited the fire of his own life and gave himself the light of hope.

The other party looks young, but he is as magnificent as the Buddha of the Ages, his eyes are bright and deep, and he is smiling at himself, full of encouragement and appreciation.

"Blessings and misfortunes are lurking, misfortunes and blessings are leaning on, it seems that the horse has entered a desperate situation, but there is no hope for the willows and flowers, and the dream benefactor is the master, why give up lightly."

Li Ye came with a smile, dressed in Buddha light, and his tone was gentle like a spring breeze.

"Junior Prince Zhimeng, meet Master Fahai!"

Prince Zhimeng hurriedly saluted, looking respectful.

Li Ye waved his hand, and an invisible force helped him up, and with a flick of his fingers, the pure Buddha power washed Prince Zhimeng's body, allowing his injuries to heal immediately, and his spirit became full.

Especially on Prince Zhimeng's chest, a blazing purple light was undulating, exuding amazing majesty and fluctuations.

"Is that your Supreme Bone?"

Li Ye's eyes were like magic lamps, and he saw through the body of Prince Zhimeng, and saw a mysterious bone intertwined with ancient runes.

This bone is a new bone, not yet fully grown, and there are remnants of old wounds around it, which are suspected to be traces left by digging up the bones back then.

"Yes, this is the supreme bone of the junior!"

Prince Zhimeng replied respectfully.

He didn't hide it, in front of a quasi-emperor boss like Master Fahai, he knew that he couldn't hide it.

Li Ye stared at the Supreme Bone for a moment and said, "The poor monk has a way to repair the Supreme Bone for you. ”

He didn't speak amazingly.

The supreme bone, the bone is as its name suggests, the innate supreme, the thing of creation, was dug up and reborn in Nirvana, and it has grown on its own all these years, how can outsiders intervene?!

Prince Zhimeng has traveled thousands of mountains and rivers for this purpose, looking for countless pharmacists and bigwigs, but everyone either said that there was no way, or they greedily wanted to take his supreme bone again.

Prince Zhimeng was disheartened and allowed the Supreme Bone to grow and recover naturally.

But the supreme bone growth is too slow, how many years have passed, there are still defects, and the damage left by digging the bones back then is too big and terrible.

But at the moment.

Master Fahai in front of him told him that the other party had a way to repair the Supreme Bone for him.

Prince Zhimeng was surprised and delighted, and immediately seemed to realize something, his face struggled with pain, and he gritted his teeth and bowed down: "If Master Fahai needs the supreme bone of the junior, the junior is willing to offer it." ”

He thinks that Li Ye has taken a fancy to his bones.

When Li Ye heard this, he laughed, brushed his sleeves and waved his hand: "The dream donor has underestimated the poor monk, although the supreme bone is precious, it is a foreign object to the poor monk after all. ”

"The poor monk has cultivated the physical body for many years, and the poor monk prefers his own bones to the supreme bones."

As he spoke, he shielded himself from all sides, flexing his fingers and turning his claws into sharp claws, tearing through the flesh and blood on his chest, revealing a section of his sternum.

That sternum was horrible.

The bones are intertwined with dragon patterns, glowing with metallic luster, like a divine weapon, exuding a fierce and terrifying aura.

When Prince Zhimeng saw this, his face was shocked.

Is this still a human bone, the other party's bone, far beyond his supreme bone.

Li Ye's heart moved, and his flesh and blood healed, like a living thing, and there was not a trace of scarring.

Prince Zhimeng bowed in admiration and awe: "The master is merciful and righteous, forgive the junior for offending his words just now." ”

He looked ashamed.

I shouldn't speculate about Master Fahai like that, his old man is different from others after all!

Li Ye withdrew the prohibition and said with a smile: "Okay, it's okay to help you repair the Supreme Bone, but you have to refine the Quasi-Emperor Flesh and Blood Pill first." ”

Prince Zhimeng said with an excited look on his face: "Master Fahai, do you really want to give your juniors one more chance?" ”

Li Ye nodded, shook his head again, and said with a smile: "It's to give you one more chance, but this time, you are not practicing alone!" ”

He looked at the Three Peerless Book Saints next to him, who were still immersed in the failure of alchemy,

The other party was holding his alchemy stone furnace and banging his head again and again, crying endlessly, and Wu Zhan couldn't pull him anymore.

"Three Absolute Donors, are you willing to refine the Quasi-Emperor Flesh and Blood Pill together?"

Li Ye asked with a smile.

Hearing this, the Three Peerless Book Saints suddenly raised their heads, and said excitedly and incredulously: "Yes, the juniors are willing, and the juniors are willing to do alchemy together!" ”

He jumped up and saluted Li Ye.

I was happy in my heart, I didn't expect Li Ye to give him another chance.

He looked at Prince Zhimeng and said, "Prince Zhimeng, thanks to Master Fahai, let's work together, this time, we must refine the Quasi-Emperor Flesh and Blood Pill for Master Fahai!" ”

Prince Zhimeng nodded seriously, and pulled out the sword of a subordinate next to him with a "swish", and slashed it around his neck: "Of course, if it is not successful this time, I will cut myself on the alchemy platform." ”

After all, the knife did not enter the sheath and was directly inserted into the floor.

The two of them sat cross-legged, packed up the Dan furnace, and prepared for the second alchemy.

However, the moment the two of them sat down, Li Ye also sat down and sat opposite them.

The two were stunned: "Master Fahai, you?" ”

Li Ye grinned: "Amitabha, more than 30,000 alchemists have failed to blow up the furnace, is the flesh and blood of this quasi-emperor of the Shura clan really so difficult to refine?" ”

"The poor monk is not talented, and he happens to know a little bit of alchemy skills, so he is on the same stage with the two donors today, okay?"

The implication is that the poor monk will also pretend to be forced today. (End of chapter)