After the boy left, the previous riot was quelled again, and the stone castle methodically carried out the steps after the pill competition.

Exhibit Cheng Dan, alchemy experience discussion, etc.

Cheng Zhaozhao has been paying attention to Gong Xiaochen, he doesn't seem to be affected by the previous events, and he is very patient to explain to the alchemists who came to ask.

Later, an alchemist mentioned that if he wanted to refine a high-grade elixir, he was afraid that he could only use a high-grade alchemy furnace.

Although Gong Xiaochen did not refute this point of view, he did not fully agree with it.

His point of view is that alchemy can be compared to sword cultivation and sword training, and having a high-grade spirit sword can certainly exert the ultimate swordsmanship of sword cultivation, but if sword cultivation has integrated swordsmanship, then even an ordinary spirit sword can play the level that swordsmanship should have.

When it came to sword cultivation, Cheng Zhaozhao naturally listened more seriously.

And this sentence made Cheng Zhaozhao thoughtful.

There were monks who did not believe.

At that moment, a high-ranking monk proposed that Gong Xiaochen personally demonstrate.

Gong Xiaochen nodded slightly, and took out the two furnace tripods, and it was this move that made another sensation in the stone castle.

But on the left side of the table is an ordinary alchemy furnace. The one on the right is slightly larger, and the whole body is like a Dan furnace made of red gold, which is dazzling and makes people can't take their eyes off it.

"Medicine King Ding! This is Medicine King Ding!"

Wave after wave of shouts resounded in the stone castle.

Cheng Zhaozhao could understand the mood of these alchemists, just like she would be so excited if she saw a legendary spirit sword that was ranked first.

It's just that, in Cheng Zhaozhao's opinion, the appearance of this medicine king is really a bit vulgar.

The red gold color, countless superb spirit crystals are dotted outside, the shape is exquisite to the extreme, even if it is left unmoved, this Dan furnace exudes a domineering spirit of 'only dancing alone'.

What's more, after Gong Xiaochen lit it up with a spiritual fire, it rotated at high speed, and the light emitted by the different colors of the spars also became silhouettes, and this medicine king Ding became a colorful and dazzling existence.

All the alchemists in the stone castle watched intently as Gong Xiaochen used this medicine Wang Ding to alchemize.

His demeanor is still smooth, Rao is Cheng Zhaozhao and other laymen feel extremely perfect, he, Linghuo and this medicine king Ding are like three friends for many years, and the tacit understanding between each other has reached the extreme.

After a while, an elixir was refined.

This elixir is the same as the previous one, it is also red gold and purple all over, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance, even Cheng Zhaozhao who is far away can seem to smell it, and his spirit is uplifted.

"Although the medicine king is good, there is only one thing. Without it, you can refine a super-grade elixir. Gong Xiaochen said lightly.

Then he didn't stop picking up the ordinary Dan furnace on the side.

Rumble!

But at this moment, the entire stone castle suddenly shook violently.

Ling Baichen's voice said without any ups and downs: "It's here." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was tight-hearted, and naturally understood what this so-called came, what it was. Looking at everything in front of me, I suddenly felt sad.

The Blood Pool of Sacrifice - Activated.

......

The second floor of the stone castle was pushed out by those high-ranking monks at the moment it fell, and everything in this illusion changed color, and the blood red spread throughout the sky.

The entire Scattered Cultivation Alliance was in a wail, and some monks were devoured by the blood wolf before they even had time to react.

Naturally, the alchemists in the stone castle didn't know how this disaster came about.

They tried to escape, but found that they couldn't fly out of the stone castle, and they seemed to be locked inside.

Fear, despair, unwillingness, resentment......

These emotions flashed across the monks' faces.

Several high-level alchemists on the high platform, including Gong Xiaochen, seemed to realize that this would be a catastrophe, and they all sat down cross-legged and set up a protective array together.

Alchemists from all directions poured over, whether they knew each other before this or not, at this moment, they all worked together for the same purpose to resist the blood waves and blood mist pouring in from outside.

In the chaos, Cheng Zhaozhao saw Gong Xiaochen and the high-ranking seniors of the same sect join hands to administer medicine to Wang Ding to seal, and then put it in a large iron box.

Cheng Zhaozhao leaped through the crowd and stopped when he was only one step away from the palace Xiaochen.

There was a faint sadness between his eyebrows, his eyes were slightly heavy, he carefully held the big iron box, and when he looked up unconsciously, he saw Cheng Zhaozhao.

But he didn't seem to be able to see it, there was no focus in his eyes, just a reflection of the blood red in the sky.

Then he opened his mouth.

Boom Boom!

There was a violent shaking inside and outside the stone castle, and countless screams filled the entire Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

The protective array shattered, and the blood wave instantly flooded the stone castle.

......

All illusions disappeared, and Cheng Zhaozhao's eyes fell into darkness.

She felt a little suffocated, the last scene she saw in the fantasy of the ancient temple was powerlessness, despair, this bad mood filled her body, and the monks' wailing, shouting, and even fearful and panicked faces in her memory lingered in her mind.

Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly tugged at the clothes on his chest.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared in the darkness.

It was a flame, and through the light of the flame, Cheng Zhaozhao could clearly see Ling Baiji, who was on fire in the palm of the opposite side.

"Fairy Cheng, you're okay. ”

"No problem. Where is this?" Cheng Zhaozhao took a rough breath.

Ling Baichen only took one step to approach Cheng Zhaozhao, and he said, "I'm afraid we are still in the ancient temple illusion realm. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao frowned when he heard this.

These past experiences make people's hearts palpitate just by listening to them, but this ancient temple fantasy has to let her experience it herself, which is really uncomfortable.

"Fang Cai, did you see that?" asked Ling Baichen.

"What?"

Ling Baichen pondered for a moment and said, "That palace senior, where did he put the iron box?"

"He ......"

Cheng Zhaozhao recalled that it seemed that at the last moment when the blood color of the sacrificial blood pool spread, he saw Gong Xiaochen punching a spell on the iron box, and then pushed it out from a distance.

"I don't know, but it doesn't seem to be in the castle. ”

"That's right. But the iron piece refers to the stone fort. Ling Baichen suddenly laughed.

Cheng Zhaozhao exhaled: "Do you mean that the map on this iron piece is fake?"

Ling Baichen said: "The map on this iron piece is not fake, but he left the map on the iron plate, but he didn't hope that the monk who got the iron piece would find the Medicine King Ding. ”

"But the monk who once got the iron piece has really entered a large hall and obtained many treasures. ”

In fact, Cheng Zhaozhao felt that in the last moment of life and death, where did that Gong Xiaochen senior have time to do so many precautions.

It is not easy to seal the Medicine King Ding, and the iron plate map has to be drawn, and the iron plate map refers to is not the real location of the Medicine King Ding.

Ling Baichen said: "This may be the genius of that Jindan real person. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded, his head a little heavy: "Okay." Then let's get out of here. ”

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