Dou Po Life Simulator

"Twins... ice dragon, scorpion and cold poison... are poor gods of ice?" Xiao Ming muttered, there were too many elements, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The ancestor of Yingu must also be a half-saint, otherwise he would not have escaped under the attack of the high-level semi-saint and survived until now.

Naiqiong Shenbing appeared in the simulator, and Xiao Ming was bitten by the ice silkworm hidden in it, so he looked up the information.

Neqiong Shenbing is an extremely advanced existence among the ice-type spiritual objects. It is extremely cold and can freeze the internal organs and even the soul.

After obtaining the ice attribute person, the combat power can be increased several times.

Of course, no matter how good the things are, they are not in front of you. What Xiao Ming is most concerned about is actually the Ice Dragon Scorpion Cold Poison.

If this thing is swallowed by the little medical fairy, I don't know how much strength it can increase.

Second turn Dou Zun?

Or three turns? Four turns?

Xiao Ming didn't know, but he knew it after swallowing it. Thinking of this, he directly signaled to Qing Yi.

"If it is an advanced semi-saint-level cold poison, it will take nine turns to get rid of it, and there are still two nine turns. The risk is not small... I wonder how many medicinal materials the Valley Master has prepared?"

"Only seven officers..."

"Seven mates? There are more than I thought. You can give it a try."

Seeing Xiao Ming nodding, Qing Yi was overjoyed.

"It's just that refining eight-grade and nine-color elixirs and eight-grade and six-color elixirs are different concepts..."

Qing Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a moment's thought, he realized that Xiao Ming must have some objections to the remuneration, so he smiled charmingly at Xiao Ming.

"Whatever you want, we have everything we have in Sound Valley to satisfy you."

"Then I will be disrespectful. I want to know the specific location of Naiqiong Shenbing."

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After some frustrating discussions, Xiao Ming did not learn the news about Naiqiong Shenbing at the first time, because only the twin ancestors knew about it.

Xiao Ming was not in a hurry about this, but began to prepare to refine the Nine Turns of Return to Yang Pill.

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This is an extremely open square. Xiao Ming is located in the center of the square, sitting cross-legged on a futon.

The Cauldron of Ten Thousand Beasts is placed in front of you, with thousands of medicinal herbs floating in the sky above your head, densely packed, the scene is quite spectacular.

There were many pretty-looking Yingu elders and disciples around the square, and the exaggerated number of medicinal materials above Xiao Ming's head aroused some whispers.

"Wow! With so many medicinal materials, what level of elixir are you going to refine?"

"At least eight grades and six colors or above..."

"Hmph, what are the six colors? Rumor has it that they are eight grades and nine colors!"

"How is it possible! Even a semi-saint would be moved by the nine-color elixir. How old is he that he can refine this elixir?"

"Yes, your gossip is unreliable..."

"..."

Not affected by the surrounding sounds, Xiao Ming recalled the steps of refining the medicine. Xiao Ming's expression gradually became serious. With a flick of his finger, the flames came out of thin air in the Ten Thousand Beasts Medicine Cauldron. With a pop, it turned into a thread. The fire dragon circled in the medicine cauldron.

When the temperature was right, Xiao Ming touched the void in front of him with his palm, and many medicinal materials were immediately separated from the torrent of medicinal materials, and then they were quickly thrown into the medicinal cauldron and swallowed by the fire dragon in the cauldron.

In the sky, densely packed medicinal materials were almost connected into a line under Xiao Ming's control, and they were continuously poured into the medicine cauldron. Every move he made showed the demeanor of a master.

In just a few minutes, a terrifying energy fluctuation spread out from the medicine cauldron, causing the surrounding space to slowly ripple.

"Valley Master, can Xiao Ming really refine the nine-color elixir?" On the edge of the square, an old woman looked at the center of the square with worried eyes. The medicinal materials for the Nine-Turn Return to Yang Pill were just a few they found after searching all over Zhongzhou.

Vice, if they are all destroyed, it will be difficult for their ancestors.

Qing also understood why the old woman was worried. After all, this was a nine-color elixir, and Xiao Ming was only in his twenties. It would be abnormal not to be worried.

"...I have heard that I have never failed in any of the commissions he has received." Qing Yi did not answer, but another old woman beside him said.

"Don't worry, since the young master said it's not a big problem, then it's not a big problem."

Not far away, Qing Lin couldn't bear to hear others questioning his young master and wrinkled his nose.

After hearing this, several old women looked at each other and said nothing.

What can they say now? They can only believe Xiao Ming.

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The time required to refine elixirs, especially high-level elixirs, is generally not too short.

Especially for elixirs of the eighth-grade level, it is most normal for it to take ten days and a half to refine the elixir.

A layman watched the excitement. When the interest wore off, the Yingu disciples left the square, leaving only a few elders and Qingyi waiting here.

As time went by, Xiao Ming's first refining went surprisingly smoothly. In the blink of an eye, eight days passed.

Suddenly, a low and loud sound was heard from the sky and the earth, and an extremely strong energy fluctuation suddenly spread out. Immediately, the clouds condensed like lightning in the sky...

"Is the elixir going to be successfully refined?"

Seeing this scene, some people suddenly exclaimed.

Under the gaze of many eyes, Xiao Ming stood up slightly, with a smile on his lips, and looked at the thunderclouds in the sky. After several twists and turns, the thunderclouds there emerged with nine colors.

"It's really the Nine-Color Pill Thunder!"

Seeing this, Qing Yi's face was full of excitement, and the elders around him couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

The little medical fairy and Qing Lin looked at the nine-color pill thunder in the sky, with a touch of pride on their faces.

How many alchemists are there who can refine nine-color elixirs?

Many old monsters who have been immersed in alchemist skills for many years cannot refine it. Yao Chen, who was originally known as the number one alchemist in the mainland, is probably not of this level, but Xiao Ming was able to refine it at the age of twenty.

If this matter spreads, I'm afraid it will cause shock to the outside world!

Suddenly, Qing Yi seemed to remember and said.

"Oops, it's hard to catch the nine-color pill thunder. Activate the sect-protecting formation!"

It is indeed difficult to pick up the Nine-Color Pill Thunder, and Xiao Ming has no intention of using the Heavenly Demon Puppet to pick it up. It is up to the customer to find a way.

Fortunately, Sound Valley has a long heritage and extraordinary foundation. After a burst of thunder, the Nine Color Dan Lei was taken over.

After that, Xiao Ming once again devoted himself to alchemy refining. In the subsequent refining, he seemed to have bad luck. He destroyed four sets of medicinal materials one after another before condensing the elixir thunder again.

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Watching the elixir dissipate in the sky, Xiao Ming stretched out his hand to trap the elixir that was about to escape in the shape of a tiger, and pulled it back to him.

After sealing it in the jade bottle, he looked at Qing Yi and others who came up with joy on their faces.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

After saying that, Xiao Ming handed the two pills to Qing Yi, who rubbed them on the jade bottle and handed them back to Xiao Ming.

"I need you to cooperate with my ancestor in using it later, so you should keep it."