Qing Yu's left eye was gray, and that black light emanated from it, and then his soul was pulled out from the body of this alchemy pavilion disciple.

With the first time, this second time Qingyu can be said to be familiar with the road, extracting his memory, stripping his soul from memory, giving seven tenths of the part to his left eye, and the remaining three-tenths absorbing by himself.

This time, it was still a severe pain, tearing his soul, and there were bloodshots coming out of his left eye, the pain was unimaginable, but it was included in the man's soul, Qingyu was like a drug addict, and he shivered fiercely, the pleasure of flying was also unimaginable, whether it was physical or psychological, Qingyu felt like he had soared to the fairy world.

He found that he seemed to be about to like this feeling, and after the severe pain, it brought great enjoyment, and no one could resist this **** feeling.

Moreover, with the fusion and absorption of other people's souls and memories, Qingyu's soul power soared again, and all kinds of alchemy methods appeared in his mind one by one, as long as he spent some time and experienced it carefully, he would not be weaker than the disciples of the Alchemy Pavilion in the same period, maybe Zhuji Dan could also refine it himself.

Qing Yu, the corpse of the Refining Pavilion kid on the side, didn't have time to take care of it, just absorbing the soul of the man in front of him consumed most of his experience, so he had to hand it over to the ice scorpion to deal with.

The ice scorpion is worthy of being a ghost creature bred by heaven and earth, and it can handle the soul better than Qingyu, and the stinger behind it suddenly pierced the man's soul, and quickly absorbed the man's soul from the stinger.

It's a pity that a memory was wasted, but Qingyu was not in a hurry, his eyes showed a ruthless look, killing, only killing will make him stronger and stronger.

He quickly scavenged through the storage bags on the corpses of the two Alchemy Pavilion disciples and the Refining Pavilion disciples, and then put all the things into his storage bags.

After doing all this, Qing Yu didn't have time to check the loot, so he hurriedly collected the ice scorpion and ran towards the safe area of the disciple in the Qi training period in the man's memory.

After three hours, Qingyu ran to the safety zone, he was so tired that he gasped, he didn't dare to control the flying magic weapon in vain this way, so he had to use the light cloud sword to rush without stopping, and when he encountered ghosts, he flashed by, and did not fight with them.

When he arrived at the door of the security zone, Qingyu hurriedly wanted to rush in, but a red light flashed in front of him, if it weren't for Qingyu's extremely fast reaction, he would definitely be seriously injured by this moment.

Rao is like this, Qingyu still slipped on the ground, he staggered to his feet, and when he heard the laughter, he saw the man on the side, his appearance was okay, not outstanding, but he was holding a fiery red flying knife in his hand, which exuded not true qi, but genuine mana, not only that, this flying knife was definitely a top-level magic weapon.

Qing Yu didn't have much true qi left in his body at the moment, so naturally he wouldn't have a conflict with the disciples of the foundation building period, so he had to bow to that person, and then said, "Dare to ask why this senior uncle suddenly attacked me?"

As soon as he heard that he was called his uncle, and he had such a respectful attitude, the man was also very satisfied, and said: "You haven't shown your token yet, I can't confirm your identity, for the sake of the safety of the security zone, I just made a rash move, and my nephew won't blame it." ”

When Qing Yu heard this, he scolded secretly, the ancestor of the Jiedan period stationed here did not speak, what kind of thing is he, he just clearly wanted to kill himself, and then said that he missed and took his things for himself.

However, Qing Yu absorbed the souls and memories of the three people, and his grasp of the words of the scene was already at a very high level, and he responded with a smile, "The master and nephew don't dare." Then he showed a token of an ordinary disciple of the ghost lineage, and then slowly walked into the safe zone.

But he had already completely recorded the appearance of this disciple in his heart, and he couldn't be an enemy at the moment, so he had to go in first and say something else, showing this token was also to let him relax his vigilance, and he would naturally find a place in the future.

Qingyu was in a very anxious mood now, according to the memory of the alchemy pavilion man, the alchemy room in the safe zone was limited, and he didn't know if he could grab one.

He hurriedly walked to the counter in the room where he applied for the alchemy room, and regardless of the people around him, he asked the disciples on the counter, "Is there still a first-class alchemy room?" ”

That disciple had seen a lot of disciples like Qingyu who were in a hurry, so he didn't care, and said slowly, "There are still first-grade alchemy rooms, it depends on the starting price you can't come up with." ”

Qing Yu hurriedly took out three pieces of inner armor and a lot of high-grade magic weapons from his storage bag, all of which were some that he couldn't use, and piled them up in the storage bags of the disciples of the Refining Pavilion and the Alchemy Pavilion, the two of them were rich people.

The disciple on the counter was also taken aback by so many magic weapons, and he immediately came to his senses, this guy in front of him was probably a ruthless character, I am afraid that he had killed a lot of people to get so many magic weapons.

Of course, he didn't panic, no one dared to do anything in the safety zone, and he still methodically judged the value of these things.

In the end, he said slowly, "These magic weapons are all middle and high-grade magic weapons, and their value is not too high, and they are only enough for you to rent an alchemy room for two months, are you sure?"

Qingyu nodded, took a white jade plaque, and left in a hurry, striding towards the alchemy room and finding his room.

It was a stone house building, Qingyu immediately took out the white jade plate and pasted it on the door, the white stone door opened automatically, and then Qingyu entered the house.

This house is a square building, the area is average, only seven or eight zhang in size, but in the center of the room there is a round dun with a width of a zhang, a gourd is also hung on each of the four walls, and there is an emerald green futon in the corner not far away.

Yuandun is also made of dock stone, and is very flat, only half a foot high. But on the outside of Yuandun, there are eight fiery red miniature ghost heads, which are lifelike. Moreover, the mouth of the ghost head is slightly raised, just aimed at the sky above the center of Yuandun, and the spitting posture is very realistic.

This alchemy pavilion disciple had a Dan furnace in his storage bag, and Qing Yu happened to take it out and put it in the center of the room.

As we all know, refining the foundation building pill requires the innate true fire of the disciples after the foundation building, but using the innate true fire to refine the pill has long been the old yellow calendar a long time ago!

Today's alchemy in the Immortal Cultivation Realm uses the fire of the lungs of the Xuanyang Land to quench the elixir, but the Ghost Spirit Sect uses the cold fire of the lungs of the Xuanyin Land to refine the elixir, but the effect is still similar.

A long time ago, the predecessors of those immortal cultivators had discovered that the earth fire was not only purer and hotter than the monk's true fire, but also particularly durable and stable, much higher than the original true fire alchemy method of becoming a pill, and it was also equally effective for refiners. Therefore, as long as there are conditions for the cultivation of immortals, even the larger cultivation families, they have their own special land for their own alchemy and refining weapons. There are only those wild cultivators who are lonely and can't borrow the earth fire, and they still use the True Fire Alchemy Method, which has a very high rate of abolition pills.

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