Mortal's journey to immortality

After Taixu received the message from Wang Lu, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

He knew that Wang Lu was trying to refine Shuiyun Dan, but what he didn't expect was that a thousand copies of Shuiyun Dan were consumed by him in about two years. He was very aware of the difficulty of refining Shuiyun Dan.

It takes five days to refine a bottle of Water Rhyme Pill, and one thousand copies equals five thousand days. Even if you work day and night to refine this pill, it will take a full thirteen years to complete it. Who would have thought that Chen Yong would spend two He used them up in less than a year, which shows how high his failure rate is. It has reached a level beyond his imagination.

However, he was relieved and somewhat complaining.

What is relieved is that due to the difficulty of refining Shui Yun Dan, even the alchemist of his Tai family can only achieve a rate of 30 to 1, let alone Chen Yong, who should be a novice.

What made him complain was that he had already determined that Chen Yong was a real great talisman master. Why did he insist on refining some ghost elixir? It would be a good idea to draw more intermediate talisman seals and leave them to him. Well.

He also knows that the general alchemy masters, weapon refining masters, great formation mages, and great talisman masters have weird temperaments and behaviors that are often hard to figure out.

It’s understandable that Chen Yong behaves so strangely.

It's just a pity that these two precious years have been spent. Who knew that this wealthy and wealthy man would just slap his butt and walk away when his mood changed one day.

If so, if so...

Alas, he could only keep sighing, almost stamping his feet and sighing. The piles of spiritual stones just slipped away from his fingers... He wanted to cry but had no tears!

He could only complain about the injustice. Why did a good, high-status Talisman Master go to make some hard-working elixir when he was full and had nothing to do? In an instant, he began to resent the alchemy masters!

He really wanted to persuade Chen Yong, stop it. It's not your job, so don't do it. I'll give you as many Shuiyun Dan as you want!

After a fierce battle between heaven and man, he had to give up this crazy thought that he was about to express: Who makes you the person that the young master attaches great importance to? What's more, Chen Yong has become his real rich man, just helping him sell The talisman directly enabled him to earn the spiritual stones that the entire Tai family had stationed in Qiancheng for ten years.

Moreover, Chen Yong promised in the communication talisman that he would use the intermediate talisman to exchange for these thousand copies of Shui Yun Dan's spiritual materials, which left him speechless. He directly used all the resources around him, and in less than two months Then he helped Wang Lu collect the spiritual materials needed for Shuiyun Dan.

When he handed the storage bag to Wang Lu, the other party also gave him a storage bag.

After a brief exploration of his consciousness, his brows suddenly filled with joy, and he clasped his fists repeatedly.

There were actually a hundred intermediate talismans of various types in the storage bag, which made him almost unable to hold back his ecstatic laughter.

In the past three years, in the middle of the third year, Taishanxiu secretly came to Qiancheng without telling her family. After knowing that Chen Yong was awake and had no trouble, she couldn't help but smile with a slight blush; after hearing that Taishan When Xu said that Chen Yong had not left, she was even more at a loss on the spot; when she saw Chen Yong desperately refining the elixir, she seemed to have seen the future.

Taishanxiu pursed her lips, did not disturb him, and went back quietly. Before leaving, she repeatedly warned Taixu that she must not let Chen Yong know that she had been to Qiancheng.

In fact, even Taishan Xiu didn't understand why he came to Qiancheng. Was it just to find out that there was no unexpected news about Chen Yong?

She left very freely, and she stepped into the teleportation array with a smile.

Which woman didn't have a crush on him when she was young? Is there no hint of fragrance in your heart? Don’t have that fragrance of your own?

After Wang Lu took the storage bag that Taixu gave him, he set up the formation flag again. He planned to regroup. If he was not talented enough, he would just make up the numbers. He couldn't help but cheer himself up like this.

Anyway, with the help of the intermediate talisman, he had earned much more spirit stones than he needed to refine the Water Rhythm Pill. As he did not believe in evil, he could just make do with this pill.

He didn't believe that if he couldn't refine Shui Yun Dan with a mountain of spiritual stones, then he would have to find others to help him refine it.

Thinking of doing it, he started to sort out the eighty-five kinds of spiritual materials of Shuiyun Dan again. This time it took less than a month, which was almost twice as fast, and he saw a trace of water. The faint dawn of Yundan.

"drink!"

Wang Lu laughed heartily. The Four Directions Fixed Heaven Cauldron was suspended in the air. He sent a piece of Water Rhythm Pill material into the cauldron. With his magic power, the elixir fire burned blazingly at the bottom of the cauldron.

"what!"

While Wang Lu used his magic power to flip the Four Directions Ding Tian Cauldron, he used his spiritual consciousness to control the size of the elixir fire. At the same time, he had to use his magic power and spiritual consciousness to stir up the eighty-five kinds of spiritual materials in the cauldron, allowing them to flow out in units of breath. Heated at different times before and after.

For three whole days, when all the spiritual materials melted and decomposed into a unified solution, a very faint medicinal fragrance wafted out from the Sifang Cauldron.

I saw Wang Lu staring intently, pouring mana gently into the cauldron one after another, concentrating on maintaining the heat of the elixir fire without any distraction.

On the fourth day, with the continuous refining and purification of the medicinal liquid, under the control of spiritual consciousness and magic power, the medicinal liquid gradually turned into five small liquids of uniform size.

The medicinal fragrance became stronger and stronger.

As the last day came, Wang Lu's expectations grew heavier and heavier. The five pills were getting smaller and smaller, almost liquefying into small, gelatinous balls...

As time went by, as the sun set and the moon rose, five thumb-sized, pure white elixirs gradually took shape. Wang Lu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and Haishi arrived in two breaths.

One breath, two breaths.

"call!"

A breath of spiritual energy was instantly spit out by Wang Lu towards the Dingtian Cauldron in all directions. At the same time, Wang Lu's hands shot out seven or forty-nine mysterious spells at the Dingtian Cauldron like butterflies piercing flowers.

After doing all this, the medicinal fragrance in the Sifang Dingtian Cauldron was extremely strong. Just when Wang Lu thought that this time he was done:

There was a "boom" sound!

The five pills were still as before, they were knocked out of the cauldron and blackened again.

"asshole!"

Wang Lu couldn't help but burst out. With a flick of his magic power, a discarded Shuiyun Dan flew into his palm. He stared at it carefully for a moment.

After a while, he murmured to himself to comfort himself: "It's not so burnt anymore. I'll definitely make it into a pill next time."

He didn't rest for a moment, mustered up his magic power, and once again devoted himself to his great cause of alchemy.

Two and a half years later, at the zenith of the moon and at the hour mark of Hai hour, there was a "bang" sound, and the five hundred copies of Shui Yun Dan were consumed by him again.

Wang Lu suddenly lay flat on the ground, with hazy eyes, he put away the formation, and the moonlight enveloped him like water. He stared at the crescent moon. He was tired, physically and mentally exhausted. He didn't understand why he failed. After studying every aspect and detail of the refining process, does it really require that kind of talent to make an elixir?

He has made steel a thousand times, and he has done it thousands of times. Which part of the problem is the problem? He was puzzled.

Among these five hundred times, more than half failed when collecting the elixir, and the other half occurred in the middle or at the beginning. He could understand this situation, because there was half a chance of getting the elixir, and he couldn't help but fall into We've reached a dead end with no way out.

"Ugh"

An hour later, Wang Lu stood up and dragged his tired body back to the room. Just when he was about to have a good sleep, Jin Luan Ling automatically appeared in front of him.

A line of words appeared from above: The Qiancheng Underground Trade Fair, which is held once in five hundred years, will officially open at the Gospel Hall in five days. No waiting for latecomers.