Douluo: My ancestors became gods in Dou Er Gang.

After hearing this, Yao Lao frowned and said angrily: "You kid, why are you not satisfied? How can the path of cultivation be smooth sailing? Don't always aim too high!"

After hearing Yao Lao's criticism, Xiao Yan quickly explained: "Master, I have no other intention, I just want to become stronger faster!"

Yao Lao snorted when he heard this, ignored Xiao Yan, and turned his head to refine the elixir. He seemed like an angry old naughty boy, unwilling to say another word to Xiao Yan.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly. He knew that he had touched Yao Lao's sensitive nerves, so he could only wait silently for the opportunity to make him happy.

On the side, in this silent room, Shui Wuya was sitting quietly, exuding an extremely mysterious aura, like a faint but deep light.

He closed his eyes and meditated, and the air around him seemed to condense, filled with a solemn atmosphere.

And inside his body, the space of the dead is constantly operating.

In the past, this space was always shrouded in a hazy mist, seemingly cut off from the outside world.

But at this time, as Shui Wuya's understanding of the world deepened, the space of the dead also underwent tremendous changes.

The space of the dead is no longer hazy, but a large area of ​​fertile burial soil appears.

These lands spread out to form a vast land, wide and boundless.

At a glance, the piles of medicinal materials are dazzling. These are the medicinal materials that Bo Haidong exchanged for the wealth of the Miter family, and they can only be piled here at this time.

Shui Wuya extracted a portion of each medicinal material and carefully placed it on the burial soil in the space of the dead.

At this time, the land is covered with various strange plants, exuding bursts of fresh breath, as if it is an independent ecosystem.

The medicinal materials on the burial soil were corroded by the power of the undead, and gradually showed signs of mutation.

At first, they were ordinary medicinal plants, but with the penetration of the power of the undead, their growth status began to change subtly.

In this mysterious land, medicinal plants grow tenaciously, their rhizomes taking root in the soil, absorbing the power of the undead contained in the land.

A faint silvery white light gradually appeared on the leaves of the plant, as if a layer of mysterious mist was gently floating.

As time goes by, the growth rate of these medicinal herbs accelerates significantly, and their leaves become more plump, exuding a strange and attractive atmosphere.

Some medicinal materials began to produce strange patterns on the leaves, like mysterious runes, shimmering.

Some medicinal materials have even undergone obvious changes. Their leaves show strange colors, as red as fire, as green as the sea, and exude a strong medicinal fragrance.

Some medicinal herbs even have crystal clear dewdrops on their leaves, as if they are pearls condensed from the power of the undead.

These mutated medicinal materials are already extremely precious treasures, and the power they now contain is unmatched by ordinary medicinal materials.

In a corner of the undead space, Shui Wuya was sitting quietly beside an ancient and mysterious alchemy furnace, with a hint of solemnity and concentration between his brows.

This alchemy furnace is different from the alchemy furnaces in the mortal world. It is condensed from the power of the undead. It exudes a faint blue light, giving people a mysterious and solemn feeling.

"This is the second time. It should be successful."

Shui Wuya held a handful of strange fire seeds in his hand, and the flames shone with a strange light, as if containing endless power.

He raised his hand gently, and the fire was thrown into the alchemy furnace, which immediately caused a burst of blazing flames to rise.

As the flames rose, a strong medicinal fragrance spread, filling the entire space of the dead.

Shui Wuya's eyes flashed with joy. He knew the importance of refining powerful elixirs, so he devoted himself wholeheartedly to every elixir refining.

Wrapped in flames, Shui Wuya began to put various precious medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace.

These medicinal materials exuded powerful medicinal power, were wrapped in flames, and began to tumble and flip in the alchemy furnace, emitting waves of pleasant alchemy sounds.

Shui Wuya's brows wrinkled slightly. His technique was extremely skillful, and every stirring was just right, so that the medicinal power of the medicinal materials could be perfectly blended together.

His movements were steady and skillful, like a master who moved smoothly.

After some careful refining, the flames in the alchemy furnace gradually subsided, and were replaced by crystal clear elixirs that slowly condensed.

These elixirs exude powerful medicinal power, making the entire space of the dead seem to be enveloped in medicinal fragrance.

Shui Wuya took out these elixirs from the elixir furnace, carefully observed their texture and color, and showed a satisfied smile.

He gently picked up a pill and looked at it carefully, feeling the powerful medicinal power contained in it.

"The refining this time went quite smoothly."

Shui Wuya muttered to himself: "The elixir has a uniform texture and stable potency, so it should be able to exert quite good effects."

He smiled softly, recalling all the alchemy he had done in recent days, and couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion in his heart.

Since getting together with Yao Lao and others, he has indeed developed a strong interest in alchemy.

Before, he was not very interested in alchemy.

But now it seems that alchemy is also a very charming way of practice.

He thought for a moment.

I have now figured out some original pill formulas like Purple Heart Barrier-Breaking Pill, Emperor Ji Pill, etc., which can improve the strength of the fighter, fighter master, and fighting spirit at the first level.

However, the elixir that enhances Douzong's strength cannot be produced due to lack of experimental materials. It must be said that it is a bit regretful. "

"It seems that I still need to study more."

In the empty space of the dead, Shui Wuya's voice echoed, seeming a little lonely.

"I hope we can find suitable experimental materials in the future."

He said softly: "At that time, I will be able to take a step further and explore the secrets of alchemy."

He took a deep breath and put all the regrets in his mind behind him, and his mood gradually calmed down.

the next day.

The early morning sun shines on the outer courtyard of Canaan College, creating a quiet and peaceful scene.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er got ready early and walked out of the dormitory with confidence, ready to face the challenge of the inner court assessment.

As soon as they walked out of the dormitory door, the two found that the deputy principal Amber was already waiting for them.

Amber was wearing a blue robe, her eyes were deep and she looked extremely calm.

"Hello, Vice President Amber."

Xiao Yan bowed respectfully, and Xiao Xun'er followed suit.

Amber smiled and nodded: "Are you two ready? The inner court examination is about to begin."

"We are ready."

Xiao Yan said boldly, with a confident light shining in his eyes.