In the Xianyuan Continent, the number of alchemists is scarce, and it is not bad to be able to get out of one alchemist out of the hundreds, so the status of alchemists in the cultivation world is extremely noble, and even if ordinary monks do not take the initiative to show goodwill, they will not be easily offended. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If Wang Mu was an alchemist, then Li Tao and others from the Shanhe Sect would not dare to do it yesterday, because every alchemist has more or less his own circle, and offending the alchemist is to give birth to a group of enemies for himself, and few people will do such a thankless loss-making deal.

Speaking of Wang Mu's luck, he also had excellent luck, just take the pot of purple star soup he swallowed by mistake last night, the medicinal power is actually not terrifying!

The medicinal power of the elixir is generally divided into light, slow, heavy, and violent for monks, like Wang Mu, who has three layers of quenching body, the medicinal power of the lower-grade Qi Gathering Pill is very light for him, and the medicinal power of the medium-grade Qi Gathering Pill is just right for Wang Mu, not light or heavy, but the effect is very slow.

But if Wang Mu was taking a top-grade Qi Gathering Pill, the medicinal power would be a bit heavy, even if Wang Mu's body could withstand it, he could only absorb a small part of the medicinal power of the high-grade Qi Gathering Pill.

In addition, the Chong Spirit Pill refined from the Purple Star Vine was generally given to the Great Perfection Cultivators of the Quenching Body Realm, even if it was only half a spirit pill, the violent medicinal power was impossible for Wang Mu's body to bear!

And Wang Mu's chance is that the immortal pot in his hand directly refines the purple star vine into a soup, which is compared to the elixir, the medicinal power of the spirit soup is milder and easier to be refined and absorbed by the monks!

This refining medicine into soup is equivalent to lowering the violent medicinal power by a level, so although Wang Mu's meridians were damaged under the medicinal power of the Purple Star Soup last night, but with the help of the Immortal Pot Elder, the medicinal power of the Purple Star Soup behind it was all attracted by Wang Mu, and even Wang Mu didn't know that his body was undergoing earth-shaking changes after the night passed!

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"Whew!"

turned over violently, but was hurt by a stone under him, and Wang Mu woke up directly from his sleep.

Wang Mu stood up, but smelled a pungent fishy smell, looked down and saw that the skin of his whole body was purple and black, but when he saw this scene, Wang Mu was overjoyed in his heart and said: "Is the dream real?"

Such changes in the body have not happened to Wang Mu, he can see at a glance that this is the body excreting a large number of impurities, and his Wang Mu body has successfully refined a big step!

Once upon a time, Wang Mu couldn't make an inch of cultivation for several years, no matter how he boiled his body and tempered his physique, he had never had such a quenching effect today!

"That's right, that pot of soup!" Wang Mu had a flash of inspiration, but he finally remembered what happened last night.

Wang Mu lowered his head and searched carefully, and found the immortal pot not far behind him, and he fixed his eyes to see that there was no half drop of purple star soup left in the pot, only the bottom of the pot still had a faint purple left.

resisted the urge to lick the bottom of the pot clean, but Wang Mu sat cross-legged and his whole mind sank into the dantian.

"Quenching the fifth layer of the body realm!" Wang Mu looked at it in surprise, and his eyes opened violently as if releasing a bolt of lightning!

Wang Mu, who had been trapped in the third layer of the Quenching Body Realm for three years, had now broken through two levels in a row overnight, and achieved the fifth layer of the Quenching Body Realm in one fell swoop!

Ecstasy!

Surprise!

And a little bit of gratitude!

Wang Mu, who was already at the fifth level of the Quenching Body Realm, was naturally not like before, you must know that the monks in the middle of the Quenching Body Realm had already been able to release some simple spells with the help of the aura in their bodies.

It was very uncomfortable to be slimy, Wang Mu said a sentence silently, and the trick that he had practiced countless times rushed forward a little bit!

"Poof!"

Wang Mu's first water polo technique appeared in mid-air, and looking at the water balloon the size of a watermelon, Wang Mu couldn't help but laugh wantonly in his heart.

After washing his body briefly, Wang Mu changed into a dry robe, and suddenly felt a sigh in his heart, and called softly around: "Old pot, are you there?"

Fortunately, he wasn't too when he took a bath just now, otherwise he would be ugly when he saw that old guy!" Wang Mu muttered in his heart.

But after a few shouts, there was no response from the cave.

Wang Mu took the immortal pot in his hand and looked at it, then touched the sealing pocket on his waist, and muttered to himself: "I didn't seal it......! No movement?"

In desperation, Wang Mu took out some ordinary rice grains and threw them out of the immortal pot as usual, but it didn't take a moment for the pot of rice to be fully cooked, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The pot seems to be fine?" Wang Mu said to himself.

"Try again!" Wang Mu thought about it, took out an ordinary elixir green spirit fruit from the storage bag, and after silently reciting the elixir in his heart, he threw the green spirit fruit into the pot!

After a few breaths......

After a cup of tea......

This immortal pot still has no response!

Wang Mu's face suddenly darkened, if it weren't for him, all this was extremely real, and his cultivation had really broken through to the fifth layer of the quenching body, he almost thought that everything that happened last night was a dream!

"There must be something wrong!" Wang Muxin was unwilling, and he couldn't call the pot old at this time, so he finally came to a conclusion: "This pot should have some restrictions!"

Otherwise, with its anti-heaven ability to turn elixir into soup, wouldn't it be a sensation in the entire Xianyuan Continent if it was put outside?

Although all this was enough to subvert all of Wang Mu's cognition, he still stared at this immortal cauldron persistently, and at the same time thought of various ways, he wanted to awaken the mysterious pot spirit!

In fact, Wang Mu also has some understanding of Guo Lao in his heart, his appearance and various behaviors are exactly the same as the rumored magic weapon spirit, and even surpass!

The magic weapon was something that Wang Mu had never thought of, because he didn't even have the worst low-grade spiritual weapon now, and the magic weapon was only driven by a real person in the Jindan Realm, how could it be my Wang Mu's turn?

If it was before, Wang Mu would definitely think so, but since this immortal pot appeared, he Wang Mu has always regarded it as a treasure in his heart, a magic weapon belonging to his Wang Mu, even if he only knows a little about this pot now!

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally Wang Mu casually glanced at the eye of the spiritual spring not far from him in the cave sky!

"There's a way!" Wang Mu shouted.

He remembered the scene yesterday when the phantom of the old pot spirit pot swam in the purple star soup, and the expression of enjoyment of the pot spirit was still vivid in Wang Mu's mind, and now he saw the eye of this spiritual spring again, and he was immediately ecstatic!

The eyes of the spiritual spring were not big, Wang Mu first scooped a scoop in the spiritual spring with a pot, and then felt that it might not be enough, so he directly put the entire immortal pot into the spiritual spring!

Helplessly, the immortal pot was still a little big, and the spiritual spring in the spiritual eyes had just been soaked in the bottom of the pot and disappeared, Wang Mu stared at the immortal pot and the spiritual spring anxiously, for fear of missing any detail.

But this time, Wang Mu, who was waiting for another day, had his eyes blooming, but the immortal pot still did not react, he sat down on the ground in a daze, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Right here, suddenly there was a grunt like drawing water from in front of me!

Then a terrible sucking sound came from the fairy pot, and Wang Mu snapped a carp and stood up from the ground, staring at the spiritual spring with his eyes......

"Sure enough, the method is right and effective!" Wang Muchanghuai laughed.