Self-discipline, I'm invincible

Chapter 2450: The Vision of the Emperor-level Pill

In the secret room!
Two tripods were placed in front of the spirit master and the main body respectively.

Among them, the Blood Demon Cauldron, which was originally upgraded to the sixth level of the Emperor Grade by relying on the Xuanhuang Dragon Qi, has now broken through to the seventh level of the Emperor Grade after devouring the Blood Demon Fire of an entire mother clan and after a hundred years of refining.

In other words, its upper limit is to be able to refine imperial grade seven elixirs.

Just like the Eight Desolations Forbidden Demon Pill that the masked man gave to Palace Master Huangfu Si.

But at the same time, it also indirectly shows that the ceiling of this alchemy furnace in this life is probably the seventh grade.

But this is already very good. There are probably not many emperor-level seventh-grade alchemists in this supercontinent.

Whether he will have the chance to reach this point in his life is another matter.

In addition, the Lingyuan Ding given by the Medicine Clan Chief was also promoted to the seventh grade of the imperial level.

Li Dan obtained a lot of rare minerals from the treasure houses of the two mother clans, the Blood Demon Clan and the Nine Nether Clan. He didn’t even recognize many of them. God knows how many years their ancestors had spent accumulating them.

They were originally thrown together in the electric beast space, but the Lingyuan Ding next to it showed a desire. Li Dan was a little surprised, and then gave it all to it according to its wishes.

I don't know how much material it swallowed, but it was completely digested during the hundred years it took to get here, and it was upgraded to the same grade as the Blood Demon Cauldron.

"One for each of us, let's see who's faster!"

Li Dan and the Spirit Master smiled at each other, then moved away from each other, took out the medicinal herbs they bought from Old Tong, and began to refine them.

Each of them is enveloped by a large ball of pink mist...

Time flies and another three years have passed.

In order to prevent tracking and revenge by the demons, the Dark Temple was officially renamed the Black Temple.

Yes, it is that simple and clear, and it also tells others that my palace is not so easy to mess with.

In fact, after these few years, other surrounding maternal clans have also gained a deep understanding of the Black Palace.

After all, many patriarchs of the mother clan are only in the late stage of Hunyuan Realm, or in the Great Perfection stage, but this elder of the Black Palace is at this level.

Moreover, there are as many as ten Hunyuan realm masters, and two in the Transcendent realm.

Each of his disciples is extremely murderous and ferocious, appearing and disappearing mysteriously and difficult to deal with.

This is still out in the open, and no one knows whether they have other hidden cards.

Especially the transcendent master who was invited a few years ago but almost died, taught everyone a lesson again.

Therefore, after Li Dan went into seclusion, other surrounding maternal tribes began to recognize him and came to him with a friendly attitude in an effort to improve the relationship between them.

Don't hit someone who smiles at you, so Huangfu Si is of course happy to see it happen.

"Palace Master Huang, the three Winged Clan families provoked you, and now they have been exterminated. It is their own fault."

"Yes, yes. We have also captured some of the tribesmen who escaped. It is up to you to deal with them."

"Now the Black Palace has occupied three maternal clans and opened up the transmission channels between them. They are truly helping each other. If I encounter any difficulties in the future, please help me for the sake of our neighbors."

"Palace Master, why didn't the Taoist brother who killed the Kungu Cave Master and escaped with only one eyeball come today?"

"Actually, I came here for another reason. My ancestral mausoleum was robbed a few days ago. A disciple saw a tail and a crow. It doesn't matter about anything else. The main thing is that my ancestor's body is missing, which is a bit embarrassing."

…………

Today, in the reception hall, twenty-five clan leaders from the surrounding matriarchal tribes, along with elders from various families and even some younger generations came to visit.

Huangfu Si was receiving us warmly.

Almost all of these clan leaders have reached the great perfection of the Hunyuan Realm and are only a step away from the Transcendent Realm, but there are still three who have reached the initial stage of the Transcendent Realm.

Yes, after all, this is the third tail area of ​​Nanhuangzhou, and the mother clan in the most marginal area. It is already very good to reach this level of cultivation.

The closer you get to the front, the more likely it is that the clan leaders have reached the late stage of the Transcendent Realm, and there are many who have even reached the Great Perfection.

At the dinner table, Huangfu Si, who was sitting at the top, kept answering everyone's questions with a smile. The four forces mentioned the theft of their ancestral tombs.

After all, everything was fine before you came, but now...

Huangfu Si was also a little embarrassed.

But what can he do?
My own warehouse was almost emptied by them, but fortunately I had the foresight to take many important things with me.

In the past few years, he has slowly come into contact with Pigtail and others, and even brought good wine, hoping to deepen their relationship.

After getting drunk, I learned from their conversation that these two predecessors were living fossils that survived from the last era.

At his peak, Pigtail was a half-step god. The reason why he ended up like this was that he was implicated by the revenge of an angry god.

The Crow Treasure seemed even more extraordinary, and although Pigtail often teased the other party, his eyes flashed with awe and respect.

This made Huangfu Si wonder, could the other party be a god when he was at his peak?
Never mind. I don’t know why they have such quirks, but as long as I’m happy, that’s fine.

I guess this is the limit of my cultivation in this lifetime. If they recover, they might protect me out of our old friendship.

slam-la-

Just as Huangfu Si was chatting and laughing with everyone and toasting each other, colorful raindrops suddenly fell without warning in the originally sunny little world.

In a trance, there seemed to be many whispering voices above the sky and earth.

“This smell is…”

One of the matriarchs took a deep breath, and then his eyes lit up immediately.

Without saying a word, he hurried out. Others also smelled the refreshing scent, looked secretly shocked, and rushed out quickly.

At the same time, many disciples from the entire Dark Temple came out, and in confusion, they stretched out their hands and let the rain drip on their bodies.

"Hey, I actually have a hidden injury here? Why didn't I notice it before?"

"Here on my chest... I remember now. I had clearly cured it back then, but it's still there. No wonder I always feel like something is wrong when I'm practicing spiritual energy, but I can't find the reason."

"My hidden injuries are slowly recovering. It's this colorful rain..."

When they understood what was happening, they quickly opened their mouths and took big gulps. Some even wanted to collect the water in buckets. The strange thing was that the rainwater was clearly collected in the buckets, but when they looked again, there was nothing in the buckets.

In an instant they understood that this was an opportunity, but it was only for a moment. They quickly opened their mouths and even released their own spiritual power to accept the cleansing.

Huangfu Si also stretched out his hand, shocked.

"It is the elixir rain produced by an emperor-level alchemist after he has completed his elixir. This elixir rain has mysterious medicinal effects. It can detect hidden injuries in other people's bodies that have been ignored. If some hidden injuries are minor, they can even be completely cured."

"That's right. I was fortunate enough to see this scene many years ago. Look, there are two blurry figures in the sky. They are white. This means that the imperial first-grade elixir has been completed."

"It is said that this is the obsession formed after the death of the emperor-level alchemists who enjoyed a good reputation on the continent and made great contributions to the myriad races. They will come with blessings."

"The white figure represents a first-grade imperial elixir. Imperial elixirs are divided into three grades: upper, middle, and lower. At that time, these highly respected masters will brand the elixir with a unique mark based on the evaluation of the elixir, thereby announcing the true price of the elixir."

"Brother Fu, you are wrong about one thing. The imperial-grade elixir has not only three grades: upper, middle and lower. Above the upper grade, there is also the best."

"Of course I know this, but there are only two white figures in the sky, probably only the lower grade of the first rank of the emperor. As far as I know, it takes at least 30 figures to reach the excellent level. Over the years, there have been many excellent ones..."

"Look, it appears, and another white shadow is coming. No, there are two, three..."

(End of this chapter)