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There was a golden light in front of his eyes. After the golden light dissipated, Mo Wen found himself in a valley.

In the valley, the vegetation is lush, the trees are shady, and the chirping of insects and birds is endless.

Mo Wen looked around and found that there were many medicinal fields in the valley, where patches of medicinal materials were grown.

"There are many precious elixirs. Xuanhuang Zhenren's latest chapter."

Mo Wen glanced briefly, and a look of shock flashed across his eyes.

The medicinal materials grown in those medicinal fields are all extraordinary, almost all of them are elixirs, and some of them are very precious elixirs.

For example, that piece of Purple Immortal Zhizhi is a rare Xuan-level elixir in the world of immortality. Under normal circumstances, it is almost rare to see it.

In the valley, there are hundreds of purple fairy mushrooms planted in the valley, and almost all of them are mature elixirs with thousands of years of medicinal age. In the world of immortality, any one plant would probably be worth a fortune.

In addition, there are Jiuqu Ginseng, Eight Spirit Flowers, Tianyue Grass...

In the world of immortality, they are all rare spiritual herbs and elixirs, but they can be seen everywhere in the valley, growing on the ground like weeds.

Mo Wen couldn't help but feel a little excited, and took a few steps forward to pick off a Sky Moon Grass.

But just as his hand touched the mysterious silver grass, it passed directly through it without touching anything at all. Everything was just an illusion.

Mo Wen put his hand on the Sky Moon Grass and shook it a few times. Sure enough, he couldn't touch anything. Although the Sky Moon Grass was in front of him, it seemed like an phantom.

He smiled bitterly. Sure enough, it didn't exist. It was just a shadow. The heat in his heart cooled down by half.

Also, Tianyuecao and Jiuqu Ginseng are rare spiritual herbs and elixirs in the world of immortality. They have high requirements on the growth environment. Only in places with abundant spiritual energy can such spiritual things grow.

There are piles of high-level elixirs in the valley, which is almost impossible. After all, the environment in which a mysterious-level elixir grows will probably absorb all the spiritual energy within ten miles around it. It is impossible for a second elixir to grow.

"Am I just appearing in a fantasy?"

A flash of thought flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, and he looked around. There were many valleys, with mountains on both sides. No end in sight. Since those spiritual herbs and elixirs are all illusions, then the surrounding environment is most likely an illusion.

After all, he had just been in the Demon Palace before, and it was obviously unreasonable to appear in this place in the blink of an eye. Since space teleportation is possible, it is impossible to teleport so far in one go.

Maybe his body is still in that weird hall, but his mind is trapped in this illusion.

Mo Wen frowned and concentrated hard, trying to pull his consciousness away from the illusion. Return to the original body. Unfortunately, he tried hard for a long time, but to no avail.

In the end, he could only give up and walk helplessly towards the center of the valley. Hope to find something in the valley.

The valley was very large, with a radius of dozens of miles. As he continued to go deeper, the vegetation became sparser and sparse, and a large altar slowly appeared in front of him. The altar stood between the vegetation and was three meters high. There are many strange runes carved on it, which are dark red in color and exude a cold atmosphere.

At this time, there was a big cauldron placed on the big altar. The big cauldron was more than twenty meters high, directly more than ten meters high. It is astonishingly huge, its entire body is green-red, and it exudes a primitive and wild atmosphere.

On the body of the cauldron, various ferocious beasts are carved, including Yaizi. There are candle dragons, Suan Ni and other wild beasts. Those beasts are lifelike, like living creatures. From a distance of several hundred meters, Mo Wen can feel the strong pressure from the beasts.

At this time, sitting on the big cauldron was an old man in white robes, like a ball of white light, giving people the ethereal feeling of being the best dandy in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Mo Wen took a deep breath, looked intently at the old man in white robe, and found that the old man in white robe was also looking at him at this time.

"I have no intention of intruding into this place, senior, please be polite."

He felt slightly nervous and quickly bowed his head. Although he didn't know who this white-robed old man was, it was certainly not easy for him to appear in this place.

The old man in white robe didn't seem to see Mo Wen salute. His eyes were hollow and he looked at Mo Wen indifferently, like a body without a soul.

"The successor can only accept my inheritance if he passes my test."

A voice without any emotion came from the mouth of the old man in white robe, like a machine speaking.

"inherited?"

Mo Wen was slightly stunned and didn't react for a while. But then, he immediately realized something.

"The Soul Bead!"

He screamed in surprise. Could it be that he was accepting the inheritance of the Yuan Shen Pearl? He has not forgotten the previous scene. It seems that before the accident happened, a group of golden soul beads hit him, and then he lost consciousness.

Could it be that the group of soul beads took a fancy to his qualifications and tried to pass on the inheritance to him?

Mo Wen had a ridiculous feeling in his heart. He was not an immortal cultivator, but just an ancient warrior. What qualifications could he have in the eyes of an immortal cultivator? He would never have imagined in his wildest dreams that a cultivator's Yuan Shen Pearl would take a fancy to him.

Because that was almost impossible, and he knew how much he weighed, so when he found so many multi-dimensional divine beads in the mysterious hall before, he was at most shocked and didn't react much.

Could it be that the previous accident in the Demon Palace caused Yuanshenzhu to lower the standard for selecting inheritors, so much so that it reached the point of being "unselective" and just caught a random person and handed over the inheritance?

Mo Wen didn't understand why such a strange thing happened, but he understood that everything in front of him might be an opportunity for him. If he could obtain the inheritance of the immortal cultivator's power, he might also be able to embark on the road of cultivating immortals. .

There was a flash of heat in his eyes, and the way he looked at the old man in white robes suddenly changed.

Knowing the Yuan Shen Pearl, he knew that the old man in white robes had died many years ago. What is left now is just the legacy image of his life. He does not have any spiritual wisdom or thoughts, and is only responsible for passing on the inheritance step by step. Go down.

Mo Wen took a deep breath, bowed sincerely to the old man in white robe, and then strode up to the altar.

When he walked onto the altar, the altar suddenly lit up, and runes lit up one after another, wrapping the surrounding area.

The white-robed old man waved his hand, and a white light immediately enveloped Mo Wen, forming a circle of light about five meters in diameter. Mo Wen stood in the middle of the circle.

After the white beam enveloped Mo Wen, the old man in white robe no longer paid attention to him. Instead, he jumped down from the cauldron, walked to Mo Wen and sat down twenty meters away. With a wave of his hand, the huge The cauldron began to shrink, and soon turned into a palm-sized medicine furnace.

The old man in white robe waved his hand, and the smaller medicine furnace turned into a red light and appeared in his hand.

As soon as he pointed, a golden flame appeared at the bottom of the medicine furnace, and the hot flame burned the latest chapter of Ghost Eye Onmyoji.

Then he took out the medicinal materials from a simple ring as if no one was watching. With a flash of milky white light, each medicinal plant appeared in front of him. There are dozens of them, neatly arranged.

Mo Wen naturally knew that the ring that could take out medicinal materials was a storage ring in the world of immortality. It had a medium-sized storage space inside. Although it was not a rare thing in the world of immortality, it was not a rare thing either. Have it all.

At first, Mo Wen never had the chance to get a storage ring. Every day he envied the storage ring on the hand of the alchemy master who taught him how to make alchemy.

Of course, storage magic weapons are not only storage rings, but also storage bracelets, storage hairpins, and even a handkerchief, which may all be storage magic weapons. The types can be said to be all kinds of strange, and there are almost all kinds.

However, for many immortal cultivators, it is not easy to obtain the cheapest storage bag, and other storage instruments will naturally not be considered.

After taking out a lot of medicinal materials, the old man in white robe started to make elixirs as if no one else was around. He put each medicinal material into the medicine furnace, and mysterious gestures came from his hands. The fire in the furnace was beating, and the medicine in the furnace was gradually brewing. Pregnant.

The white-robed old man was very fast at refining elixirs. He could refine a batch of elixirs in almost half a quarter of an hour. The thick fragrance of elixirs enveloped the surroundings and could not be dissipated for a long time.

He refined the same elixir three times in a row. After completing three refinings, he stopped. He slowly looked at Mo Wen.

I don't know when, without asking the body, a cauldron appeared silently, along with the medicinal materials used by the old man in white robes to refine the elixir.

"Test my alchemy skills?" A flash of understanding flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The old man in white robe just seemed to have said that only by passing his test can one inherit his mantle.

The old man in front of him was obviously proficient in the art of alchemy. He might have been a master of alchemy back then, a peerless figure like the Alchemy King.

Mo Wen didn't know what the elixir the old man had refined just now was. It seemed very simple, but there seemed to be something mysterious inside.

After watching it three times in a row, Mo Wen felt something in his heart and began to refine a furnace of elixirs by hand according to the steps of the white-robed old man.

Mo Wen's alchemy ability was naturally not comparable to that of the white-robed old man. It took him a full hour to slowly complete the refining.

The last step is to open the furnace to get the elixir, success or failure depends on this.

But when Mo Wen turned on the furnace, everything in front of him suddenly became dark. There was a slurry in front of his eyes, and there was no elixir at all. An unpleasant smell filled the air, which was different from what the old man in white robe had refined before. The rich medicinal aroma forms a sharp contrast.

Failed!

Mo Wen knew that he had refined a furnace of useless elixirs. In the process of refining alchemy, it is very common to refine useless elixirs. Generally, even if you are not a master of alchemy, you cannot guarantee that every elixir refining will be successful.

So Mo Wen was not discouraged and continued to refine the second batch of elixirs. Anyway, there were enough medicinal materials and everything he needed, and he had enough conditions to continue refining the elixirs.

But in the process of refining the elixir, Mo Wen's face became increasingly uglier as he went further. After thirteen batches of elixirs, not one of them was successful, and all of them failed.

When I watched the old man in white robe refining it, it seemed very simple and not very difficult. But why did he fail repeatedly when it was his turn to refine it?