Villain: Memory exposed, heroine reborn to atone for her sins

“Hahahaha, it turned out to be a pill heavenly tribulation. I didn’t expect that after so many years, our Jixia Academy would have such a great alchemy master.”

"Yes, over the past few hundred years, our academy has not ranked well in the alchemy exchange conferences held by the top forces. But after today, I wonder who dares to look down on us."

"That's right. Judging from the extent of the thunderclouds, the number of thunder tribulations must be more than three, with three danwens. This is top-notch in the entire Tianhuang Continent."

"I just don't know who this big guy is?"

Looking at the calamity clouds brewing in the sky, countless elders and disciples were surprised, but also very curious about the identity of this big boss who could bring about the calamity of pill formation.

If one could get guidance from such a master of alchemy, it would be an opportunity that cannot be bought with any amount of money.

The outside world was in turmoil, but as the cause of this thunder disaster, Lin Yang was still calmly refining the elixir in the alchemy room.

"See, I told you I can really make pills, but you still don't believe me." After condensing five Shenzang Pills with nine pill patterns on them, Lin Yang smiled at the big yellow ox beside him.

"Awesome!" The big yellow ox was surprised. He thought that he was a real awesome and Lin Yang was also a real awesome.

Is it true that refining the elixir is as simple as this guy said, that all you need is hands?

But when he looked at his four legs, the big yellow ox immediately became dejected. It seemed that he would never be able to make elixirs in this life because he didn't even have hands.

On the other side, Lin Yang ignored the big yellow cow. As someone who inherited the legacy of the Dan Emperor, he naturally knew that elixirs with dan patterns required tribulations.

"Go!"

After activating his chaotic body and leaving a trace of chaotic energy on these pills, he threw five Shenzang Pills into the air and let them survive the tribulation on their own.

With the protection of the chaotic energy, he believed that the Shenzang Pill would be able to survive the mere elixir tribulation.

"The next step is to refine the Earth Immortal Pill."

Using the Demonic Handprint again to open the lid of the alchemy furnace, Lin Yang began to quickly throw the alchemy materials for the Earth Immortal Pill into the alchemy furnace.

"Melting!" After throwing ten portions of Earth Immortal Pill materials into the alchemy furnace in one breath, he mobilized his spiritual power to control the flames of destruction to melt them frantically.

Although this was his second time to make elixirs, as a cheating player, the alchemy skills and techniques of the Alchemy Emperor had long been deeply engraved in his mind, and everything came naturally.

"Boom boom boom!"

As various materials were melted at a high speed, the frequency of the immortal alchemy furnace's vibration was obviously much faster than before.

This is easy to understand. Although the Shenzang Pill he just refined has nine dan lines and its medicinal effect is comparable to that of a three-line elixir, its essential level is still heavenly.

The Earth Immortal Pill that he was going to refine this time was an immortal-grade pill, and the difficulty and consumption were at least a hundred times higher than before.

"Help me suppress it quickly." Seeing that the alchemy furnace was vibrating more and more violently, Lin Yang immediately said to the big yellow ox beside him.

Although he has countless methods, refining pills consumes a lot of spiritual power and mental energy. For other people in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, it is simply a fantasy to refine immortal pills.

He dared to refine the elixir only because of his spiritual power comparable to that of an immortal, and the huge dantian like the sea opened up by the "Nine Revolutions of Chaos Art", which stored a huge amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

But he didn't expect that the cost of refining the elixir would be so huge.

"Small problem." When the big yellow ox heard that Lin Yang needed his help, he immediately moved his hooves slightly, and the alchemy furnace that was still vibrating wildly suddenly became quiet.

"call!"

Seeing that the alchemy furnace had completely quieted down, Lin Yang felt much more relaxed.

After dozens of breaths, the ten first-grade immortal pills were completely formed.

Although they did not bring about the pill-making tribulation again, these ten pills can be regarded as the best among the first-grade immortal products.

This is also Lin Yang’s current limit as a first-level immortal alchemist.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, five Shenzang Pills that had survived the thunder tribulation reappeared in the alchemy room, still carrying strong lightning power, and were flying towards him.

"gone."

After casually putting away the five Shenzang Pills and ten Dixian Pills, and then absorbing the Flame of Destruction into his body, Lin Yang said hello to the big yellow ox and left the alchemy room.

When I walked out of the alchemy room, the Great Elder Yuwen Fan was not waiting there. He must have been attracted by the alchemy tribulation that just happened.

Lin Yang didn't care. After coming out of the Dan Palace, he rode the big yellow ox into the air and flew directly towards Xuanjian Peak.

He had to go find Palace Master Nan Ruyan and give them the ten Earth Immortal Pills and a copy of the immortal techniques he got from the founder.

By the way, he also needs to find a secret realm with extremely rich spiritual energy from heaven and earth to create the Shenzang Pill, preferably one with many spiritual veins.

"One immortal technique plus ten pills that can help people break through to the Earthly Immortal realm with 100% certainty should be enough to cover the cost of the secret realm I need."

Looking at the constantly changing clouds around him, Lin Yang murmured to himself.

He has never liked owing anything to others, and if he can repay a favor, he will do so without hesitation.

At the same time, deep in the Alchemy Hall, not long after Lin Yang and his companions left, an elegant middle-aged man in white appeared in front of the immortal alchemy furnace.

I just gently waved the folding fan in my hand, and kept feeling the medicinal fragrance in the air.

"It's true. The elixirs that survived the nine heavenly thunders were made here."

After taking a deep breath of the medicinal fragrance, the elegant middle-aged man said with a look of surprise.

His name is Ye Changfeng, and he is the second ancestor of the Jixia Academy. Not only does he have an astonishing level of cultivation, he is also a first-class immortal alchemist.

But even for him, the highest record in alchemy was only two-patterned, and he dared not even think about making a nine-patterned elixir.

"Not only that, there is actually the scent of immortality elixir in here. Hiss, how is this possible?"

Suddenly sensing a hint of medicinal fragrance from the Earth Immortal Pill in the air, Ye Changfeng's originally calm face was instantly filled with astonishment.

He really couldn't imagine that besides him, there was not only a big shot in the Jixia Academy who could refine the Nine-Pattern Pill, but this person was also a fairy-level alchemist?

"Yuwenfan, come here quickly. I have something to ask you."

After being surprised, Ye Changfeng immediately sent a message to Yu Wenfan, the great elder of Xuandan Peak.

Not long after, an old man with gray hair but full of energy walked in from outside the door.

"Greetings, Patriarch Changfeng." As soon as Yu Wenfan saw Ye Changfeng, he bowed respectfully.

But he was confused. Hadn't the Second Ancestor been sleeping for hundreds of years? How could he suddenly appear here now?

"Don't be surprised. I just opened the coffin lid and came here after crawling out of the ground today."

Seeing through Yu Wenfan's thoughts at a glance, Ye Changfeng immediately laughed.

"This...nothing can be hidden from the ancestor." Yu Wenfan smiled bitterly.

Ancestor Changfeng has practiced the secret art of telepathy, and has reached the pinnacle of it.

In front of him, unless one's mental strength exceeds his or one has a magical weapon to protect oneself, there is no secret at all.

"Let me ask you, who used this immortal artifact alchemy furnace to make the elixir just now?" Ignoring Yu Wenfan's bitter smile, Ye Changfeng immediately asked with a serious expression.