Chapter Twenty-Seven: Iron Iceberg

This reflects his rebellion, ordinary Dan masters can only adjust the amount of liquid medicine based on experience, and no one can be like him, who can completely see the inside of the liquid medicine.

Because with spiritual sense alone, he can't do it so delicately.

And since the beginning of the fusion of the medicinal liquid, Mu Zizhen has never cared about the temperature of the flame, and has controlled everything with a spiritual sense, as if he is single-minded.

It is a bit inappropriate to say that it is a little bit of spiritual consciousness to control, but it is precisely to separate a little spiritual consciousness to give life to the spiritual seed.

A quarter of an hour later, the three black pills fell into Mu Zizhen's palm, and his face was black to the bottom of the pot, and the result was obviously not ideal.

Normal pills, a furnace full of thirty-six pills, he only refined only three pills, less is enough, this uneven black and non-slippery pill is really a pill?

After some testing, the drug power is less than 20%.

This has to be known by other Dan masters, and they have the intention to kill him, but they are not satisfied?

The reason why Yin Yiqiu said that he was not this material was that he dared to open the furnace for alchemy without knowing a few kinds of medicinal materials, and second, he looked like an alchemist.

Ordinary alchemists, that one is not the one who first studied pharmacology for a few years, and then went through exploration again and again to succeed.

If you want to become an elixir, you can't practice hundreds or thousands of times? And how many times has he only done it, and it is less than twenty times to complete it.

The first cause must be the golden pupil, which can be observed in detail.

The secondary cause is the spirit seed, which can free his mind and focus more on fusing the medicinal liquid.

Recently, the Qianyuan Sect and the Yuanying Monks have been clean, so pure that they are a little unaccustomed to it.

Under the pavilion of the main peak, on the edge of the cliff, and on the top of the hall, a gray figure can be seen from time to time, holding a Danshu with a sad face.

Of course, Yin Yiqiu is not included in the Yuan Baby, Mu Zizhen practices the Dan at least ten times a day, but as soon as he enters the Dan room, he closes the door, and no one is allowed to see it, and the medicinal materials are given to him batch after batch, but so far the Dan has not been seen.

"Little junior brother, half a year has passed, you should give up!" Seeing Mu Zizhen come out, Yin Yiqiu said with good words.

"Why give up, I've made great progress!"

"Ahh Get out of here!" Yin Yiqiu was mad.

Mu Zizhen clearly remembered that that day he was studying the Danshu at the gate of the council hall, and suddenly, a touch of green rainbow shot straight into the hall from the sky, and it was a flying sword to pass the book.

Then the bell rang six times, and a group of yuan babies converged from each peak and hall to the council hall.

I'm afraid something big will happen, Mu Zizhen secretly guessed.

Sure enough.

The 'mountain tribe' in Bichuan Prefecture, a group of clansmen escaped into the hinterland of the human race.

Fortunately, the Terran power discovered it early, and the top masters were all contained, but there were still dozens of Yuanying hundreds of gold pills and nearly 10,000 natal cultivators, scattered into the hinterland of the Terran under the cover of the masters.

It is said that a tribe of the mountain tribe was expelled and had to flee into human territory.

And the news brought by this flying sword message is not limited to this, a six-rank sect was destroyed, and all 100,000 people in the entire sect were killed.

In the next month and a half, there were flying swords at both ends in three days, during which dozens of forces were washed in blood, and even a five-grade force was destroyed.

Although the Terran forces suffered heavy losses, they also killed most of the enemies who entered the country.

Now, the remnants of the mountain clan have made dozens of shares and fled to Zhuozhou.

The various forces are required to send elite monks to intercept and kill, and the Qianyun Sect is responsible for the 'Fern Wall Mountain Range'.

It is a matter of the righteousness of the human race, and the whole sect does not dare to slack off.

In the morning, I received the news that at noon, there were spirit boats full of monks flying out of the Qianyun Sect.

At the entrance of the main hall, the last group of monks were ready to go, led by the master of the internal affairs hall 'Pu Jinghan', and the reason why it was delayed to the end was only because of Mu Zizhen.

"Little junior brother, you let go of me, so many people look at what kind of system. Pu Jinghan said angrily.

"Not loose, unless you promise to take me. ”

I saw Mu Zizhen sitting on the ground, only grabbing the hem of Pu Jinghan's skirt with both hands, and he didn't let go even if he was dragged to the ground.

A group of Jin Dan and Natal Monks watched it with relish, which was more enjoyable than watching the fierce beast battle, the only regret was that there was a lack of tables, chairs and benches, and it would be more perfect to have some melons and fruits and snacks.

"Little junior brother, we are also thinking about your safety. Wu Xin said bitterly.

"A manly man, he should fight the sword to kill the demons in the world, otherwise what is the real thing to cultivate?" Mu Zi was really arrogant.

"No, it's for your good, it's good not to meet the mountain clan monks here, if you meet in the melee, I can take care of you. Wu Xin said patiently.

"Hey, if it weren't for the fact that you were two women, I really doubt that you didn't give 'Huazi' and deliberately didn't take me there. ”

"What Huazi?" Pu Jinghan was puzzled.

"Ahem... I'm going anyway. ”

In front of the disciple, Kong Xin's head was lowered, and a sneer was on his face.

"Okay, let's take you there! Pu Jinghan finally compromised.

All the Yuanying monks are not afraid of going crazy in practice, but they are afraid that the little senior brother will hug his thighs and play helpless.

"Hurry up, remember to follow Senior Sister Pu. Wu Xin advised, there is such a little junior brother, even if he is happy, he also has a headache.

She couldn't help but wonder in her heart, did the ancestor see that their development of the sect was unfavorable, and deliberately sent the junior brother to torture them?

The group finally got on the spirit boat.

This time, the Qianyun Sect sent ten teams of monks, each team had one Yuanying and ten Jindan and five hundred disciples.

Mu Zizhen stood at the bow of the boat, thinking that he was going to fight with other races, and his heart was boiling.

He was thinking about it when a chill swept over him.

"I've seen Little Master Uncle Ancestor!" a clear voice floated into Mu Zizhen's ears.

Looking back, it was Bing Lingfeng Bing Jiaoyan.

"Aha, it's the granddaughter!" was swept away by the unhappiness of being interrupted, and looked up and down for a while before smiling.

Men should forgive women, especially beautiful women.

Bing Jiaoyan was covered in goosebumps when he saw it, and smiled reluctantly, "What are you thinking about Uncle Junior Master! I see you standing here for a long time." ”

Mu Zizhen frowned, thinking, could it be that this girl has fallen in love with him, and the iceberg has been melted by his dashing appearance?

His face was solemn and he said bitterly: "Look at the beautiful rivers and mountains outside the boat, why can't the Terran race be at peace? Every time I think that my Terran compatriots are being slaughtered by foreign races, I can't eat or sleep at night!"

Beat his chest a few times, and then said bitterly: "I only hate my low strength, otherwise I would have gone to the border a long time ago, and my sword would have been stained with foreign blood, sacrificing the soul of my ancestors." ”

"It was Uncle Pu who told me to look at you, and asked you to summon her if you were not honest. Bing Jiaoyan came down with a basin of cold water, and Mu Zizhen only felt cold.

After making trouble for a long time, it turned out to be an undercover agent, and he was ready to brew a few tears, which seemed meaningless.

After Bing Jiaoyan finished speaking, she turned around and walked into the cabin, walked more than ten steps and said: "In order to keep it secret, the Lingzhou can't see the outside when the formation is fully open. ”

Mu Zizhen pointed at her back and gritted his teeth, where is this just an iceberg, it is clearly an iron iceberg!

Bing Jiaoyan saw this scene, and a pair of apricot eyes smiled like a crescent moon.