Guo Yang used his divine sense to visit the small bottle, but was attacked fiercely by a cloud of white mist inside. For a while, Guo Yang's brain was churning, and Guo Yang's face was deformed.

The trace of divine consciousness that Guo Yang released was swallowed up by the small bottle!

"Damn, what have I done, I like to devour everything around me!The little gray sword hasn't been fed yet, and now there's a small bottle that can devour divine consciousness!" Guo Yang said with grinning teeth while holding his still sore head.

However, although Guo Yang scolded and scolded, in fact, he was already happy in his heart.

A bottle that can devour divine consciousness is definitely a good thing!

Guo Yang turned the vial over and found that the vial was nothing special except for being slightly heavy.

The small bottle was swarthy, like jade but not jade, just over three inches, inconspicuous. On the bottle body, there are nine looming lines, but it looks extremely simple, and when you look at it, it flows faintly, which is very mysterious.

Guo Yang injected spiritual energy into the bottle, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no reaction at all.

"This little bottle can devour divine consciousness, but I don't know if it can devour spiritual power?

In order to prevent being sucked dry by the small bottle, Guo Yang carefully used his fingertips to release a trace of spiritual power and injected it into the mouth of the bottle.

Quietly, that trace of spiritual power was swallowed by the small bottle.

Guo Yang hurriedly stopped discharging spiritual power, and his heart was a little excited. He felt that as long as he liked to devour spiritual power, it meant that the quality of this small bottle was at least similar to that of his little gray sword.

Guo Yang wanted to "feed" a pill to the small bottle, but he didn't even have a lowest-level Ning Yuan Pill on him.

He wanted to go out to find Li Yunhua and the others, but as soon as he remembered that he was guarding outside the cave mansion and wanted to defeat him, he sat down.

Guo Yang is confident that if he fights seriously, those senior brothers will definitely not be his opponents. But as soon as he thought of the boring things like fighting, he didn't want to go out.

Guo Yang eagerly tried every means to enter the Yuntai Sect, and the most fundamental reason was that in his mind, this sect should be a real holy place for cultivating truth, not a gang like the King Taiwang faction.

But now it seems that it is still not exempt from vulgarity. This somewhat made Guo Yang a little disappointed.

Guo Yang took the small bottle and sighed helplessly. I know it might be a baby, but I can't use it, and I can't help it.

Guo Yang put away the vial and began to count his elixir.

The amount of elixir that Guo Yang has obtained over the years is amazing, and there are many years of high-grade elixir that are enough.

Looking at the elixirs piled up in front of him, Guo Yang finally showed a relieved smile on his face.

"These are the real treasures!" Guo Yang's eyes lit up, and he counted the elixirs one by one.

"It's a pity that I don't know how to do alchemy, otherwise, I wouldn't be so shrunk. Guo Yang thought to himself.

"No, alchemy?" Guo Yang seemed to grasp something in his mind, but he couldn't make it clear for a while.

"Alchemy...... That's right, alchemy!" Guo Yang shouted, his excited eyes were about to burst into flames!

"When there is an elixir in the bottle, the bottle is heavy, and when the elixir is poured out, the bottle is light. Could it be that this bottle can be used for alchemy?" Guo Yang analyzed it carefully, feeling a little unbelievable, but it made some sense.

Guo Yang quickly found a thick stack of Danfang from his body, which Guo Yang had obtained in various ways over the years, and he had always treasured them as treasures.

"Ning Yuan Dan, Zhen Yuan Dan, Tong Yuan Dan, Jiuye Washing Marrow Dan...... "Forty or fifty Dan Fangs, Guo Yang read them in detail and picked out two of them.

These two Dan Fang, one is the True Yuan Dan, and the other is the Jiuye Cleansing Pill. The reason why Guo Yang picked it out was because the elixir on these two pills was just enough for Guo Yang. Especially that Jiuye Cleansing Pill, Guo Yang's elixir can be configured with thirty copies!

Guo Yang excitedly prepared an elixir needed to refine the True Yuan Pill according to the records of the Dan Fang.

Guo Yang matched the elixir according to the proportion and put it at the mouth of the small bottle.

A scene that stunned Guo Yang happened!

Those elixirs withered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a pile of medicinal slag!

"Is this okay?!" Guo Yang licked his dry lips, and he could almost hear the heartbeat of "bang bang"!

If this small bottle can really refine the pill, then he Guo Yang Uncle Guo is not just cultivating and swallowing the pill casually?

"Haha, this is a fortune. Guo Yang stared at the small bottle with a smile, as if he had seen a lot of elixirs, and at the same time, he also saw a lot of spirit stones!

The wait is always long.

Guo Yang waited patiently for a day and a night, and his eyes were reluctant to blink.

Finally, a day and a night passed, Guo Yang hurriedly picked up the small bottle, and felt that the bottle was obviously a lot heavier.

Guo Yang is overjoyed, it seems that his conjecture may be true!

Guo Yang couldn't wait to uncork the bottle and put the bottle mouth down, but nothing could be poured out.

"What's going on?" Guo Yang was a little confused, "Could it be a mistake in judgment?"

Guo Yang thought to himself that it might be because of lack of time, so he put the bottle on the stone table and waited patiently.

Finally, another day and a night passed, and Guo Yang's eyes were bloodshot.

Guo Yang found that the small bottle had become heavier, weighing twenty or thirty pounds.

Guo Yang uncorked the bottle hopefully. Still nothing pours out.

Guo Yang had no choice but to put the bottle on the stone table and continued to wait patiently.

In this way, after waiting for seven days and seven nights, the small bottle became more than fifty catties.

Guo Yang has long been tormented to the point that he is described as withered, and his cloak is scattered.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong?" Guo Yang said sadly, staring at his bloodshot eyes.

Guo Yang lifted the small bottle with both hands, the mouth of the bottle was facing down, and he shook it vigorously, but nothing was poured out.

It's so heavy, why can't it pour something?

Guo Yang threw the bottle on the ground in a fit of rage, stepped on it a few times, and said with a curse in his mouth: "Just a foodie! Make my elixir into a pile of scum, and give me a few pills that I can't refine?" trample you to death, trample you to death!"

After venting, Guo Yang slowly calmed down and thought seriously.

"This small bottle has devoured the essence of the elixir, and it should be said that it can be refined into an elixir. Otherwise, the bottle wouldn't be so heavy. As for saying that it can't be poured out, it may be because the time is too short. ”

Guo Yang figured this out, and he was a little relieved.

However, not a single pill came out for seven days and seven nights, which really made Guo Yang unbearable.

"I observed the white mist inside the bottle, which was about the same color as the Dantian Linghai. Could it be that there is a lot of aura absorbed in this?" Guo Yang thought to himself.

Guo Yang took out a spirit stone from the storage bag and wanted to throw it directly into the bottle. As a result, there seemed to be an invisible diaphragm at the mouth of the bottle, which actually blocked the spirit stone at the mouth of the bottle and suspended there.

Guo Yang then remembered that he had wanted to use a small bottle to fill water, but failed because he was blocked by this diaphragm.

Guo Yang sighed, and was just about to take some spirit stones, when he suddenly let out a light "huh".

That spirit stone was visible to the naked eye and turned into a small gray stone, and the spiritual power contained in it was actually swallowed up by the small bottle!

Guo Yang was overjoyed in his heart, tried the weight of the small bottle, and felt that it was heavier. He turned the bottle downward, but he still couldn't pour out the elixir.

Guo Yang simply took out another spirit stone and let the small bottle devour. Then, pour the pill with the mouth of the bottle facing down.

Or not.

Guo Yang didn't give up, so he kept "feeding" the spirit stones to the small bottles one by one, and each time he "fed" a piece, he turned the bottle over and tried it.

In this way, when Guo Yang consumed nearly a thousand spirit stones, finally, he poured out nine pills!

Guo Yang was overjoyed, and hurriedly took the nine pills in his hand and looked at them intently.

These nine pills are not like any pills that Guo Yang has ever seen.

The pills that Guo Yang has seen have all been colored, or yellow, or black, or ochre.

However, these nine pills were all snow-white, faintly, and there seemed to be a few faint wisps of pale cyan ripples inside.

"How is this color?" The True Yuan Pills that Guo Yang swallowed were not this color, "The first-order True Yuan Pill is cyan, the second-order True Yuan Pill is light cyan, and these nine True Yuan Pills are directly white!"

Guo Yang didn't know anything about alchemy, but he vaguely felt in his heart that maybe the same kind of pill, the higher the grade, the lighter the color, the main reason should be that the high-grade pill contains fewer impurities.

Guo Yang put the nine pills under his nose and sniffed them, and was surprised to find that this pill didn't smell anything!

This time, Guo Yang was stunned.

This is completely beyond his common sense.

All the pills he had ever seen to increase his cultivation had a refreshing fragrance.

"An elixir, a thousand spirit stones, get me a piece of this?" Guo Yang began to hesitate, he was a little afraid to swallow these pills.

Guo Yang thought about it: "However, what I fed the small bottle was elixir and spirit stones, at least it wouldn't make me poison!"

Guo Yang took out one and put the other eight into a bottle.

After hesitating again and again, Guo Yang finally gritted his teeth and swallowed the snow-white elixir.

The pill melted in his mouth, turning into a strong cool breath and heading straight towards Guo Yang's dantian spiritual sea.

It is the breath of the True Yuan Dan, but it is at least twenty or thirty times stronger!

If it weren't for the fact that the little gray sword was devoured in an instant, I'm afraid Guo Yang would have to meditate for seven or eight hours before he could completely refine it.

"One can be worth seven or eight second-order True Yuan Pills!" Guo Yang was overjoyed.