Heavenly Way for All: My world of cultivating immortals is amazing

For a moment.

The twisted void returns to normal.

The divine fire disappears, and the Tao disperses.

Everything is back to normal.

Dragon's Blood Pill,

Dancheng!

In front, there are eight beads as small as longan.

It is dripping and gently spinning in the air.

On the bead elixir, there is a silk thread engraved on it.

Contains a few fragments of the Rules.

At the same time, it was as if a dragon had been refined into it.

Each pill seemed to seal a divine dragon, and streams of rich dragon qi were swirling around it.

This is the Dan pattern, the Dan Qi.

Only the finest elixir can have such a textured aura.

Although it is a heaven-level material.

But after Qin Ming's smelting of the Dao Rule's divine fire, it was integrated into the Dao Rule.

The grade of the elixir has changed.

One step has entered the Holy Order.

It's a half-step Saint Rank elixir.

Qin Ming had checked, and the half-step Saint Rank required seventy, eighty, or even one hundred thousand world points, which was not expensive.

The eight half-step Saint Rank pills here are at least 600,000 to 800,000 world points.

It's not cheap.

The first alchemy was done in one go.

No waste, no failure.

The owner of the tomb has been shocked from the beginning to the present.

He can also be said to be proficient in this alchemy.

Alchemy is no less than tens of thousands of times.

But every time you do alchemy, there is a failure rate.

The materials of ten pills in a furnace were finally refined, and there was probably only one pill rate.

And in many cases, several furnaces in a row can be completely destroyed.

Because this is a great test of mental power and control.

The slightest carelessness will ruin everything.

Even so, every five furnaces can be refined into one, which is a very good success rate.

In the era before him, he had won the title of alchemy master.

But when he compared it in front of Qin Ming, he instantly felt that the name of the master he had made was simply an insult to the word master.

Moreover, even the most powerful alchemy grandmaster may be far able to reach this level.

Qin Ming is really powerful.

The tomb owner was once again convinced.

I feel even more that it is a supreme honor to follow Qin Ming.

The pill emitted bursts of dragon blood medicinal fragrance.

Just smelled it, and everyone's injuries were much better.

"One per person, after refining, the injury is almost healed. "

Qin Ming flicked his sleeves.

Eight pills fell in front of the eyes of the eight people.

Seven out of body realms, one in the realm of conformity.

They are the main force against the tomb owner, and they are at the forefront.

The most seriously injured.

As for the rest of the Yuan Infant Realm monks,

On the contrary, because his strength was too weak, he did not fight against the tomb master at the forefront, and he was not injured much.

Just go back to the Heavenly Dao Sect and retreat on your own.

The rich medicinal fragrance makes people can't help but drool.

"We have thanked the gods for the medicine. "

Everyone shouted in unison.

An out-of-body realm monk couldn't help it, grabbed the pill and sent it into his abdomen.

When the pill entered the abdomen, a huge medicinal power like Wang Yang dissolved from the dragon blood pill.

Merge into the monk's limbs.

Because of the injuries sustained in battle, they were repaired almost instantaneously.

The remaining large amount of medicinal power was absorbed by it, and the aura on his body began to skyrocket.

Although it is only a beginner in the out-of-body realm, there are already faint signs of further progress.

An elixir will immediately elevate to a realm.

How powerful is that?

Even in another ten years, it will be difficult for them to learn a trace of this kind of means.

Everyone was even more in awe of Qin Ming.

Especially the tomb owner, his heart is like a little fan.

Respect Qin Ming like a god.

"Go back, this pill should benefit you a lot, don't waste it. "

Qin Ming gave an eviction order.

"Yes, Tenjin-sama. "

Everyone bowed down and bowed again, and flew back to the Heavenly Dao Sect from above the clouds.

There is ecstasy in everyone's heart.

After everyone left, only the owner of the tomb was there with a pestle, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, neither is it advancing or retreating.

Sensing Qin Ming's gaze, he felt even more at a loss.

It's like a child who is seen by an adult, and his heart is nervous.

A pair of thin little hands, hidden behind him, kept circling in circles.

It's like a little daughter-in-law who has just entered the door.

Qin Ming's eyes were cold, and his eyes were like a sea of stars.

Clear with a hint of depth.

Swept slightly over the tomb owner.

The tomb owner's strength has withered, and his body has decayed.

But his strength still has the combat power in the middle stage of the Merge Dao Realm.

Even if it is placed in a real immortal cultivation world, it is not weak.

If it weren't for the fact that before leaving, he drew a picture and taught it to Chen Yu, the tomb owner really couldn't take it.

The strength in front of this tomb master should be around the entrance of the Tribulation Realm.

Before he died, he used some kind of secret technique to forcibly lock a wisp of his qi and not disperse.

This is the only way to survive a long period of time without being completely extinguished.

After being looked at by Qin Ming, the tomb owner felt furious.

It was as if the whole person had been thoroughly seen through by Qin Ming.

This kind of feeling, he had only felt in front of a few legendary-level giants back then.

Thinking of this, I became more and more respectful.

"What kind of cultivation did you do during your lifetime, and why is it still alive?"

Qin Ming asked, wanting to verify it.

"Returning to the Heavenly God, before his next life, he was a beginner monk of the Human Tribulation Realm, and before he died, he obtained a secret technique that could seal the body, resist the power of time, and preserve a trace of residual thoughts. "

The owner of the tomb shouted Qin Ming according to the previous title of Chen Yu and others.

I told my own thing, 1510.

At Qin Ming's level, it was easy to know if he was lying.

It's better to be out with the plate.

The situation is probably similar to Qin Ming's guess.

"Seal the body, resist the years, and preserve the remnants?"

Qin Ming muttered to himself, a little interested.

If he didn't guess wrong.

This secret technique may have already involved the realm of life and death.

Cultivating the realm of immortals: transformation of gods, out-of-body, merger, tribulation, nirvana, life and death, reincarnation, Mahayana.

The realm of harmony is a watershed.

The Tribulation Realm is a brutal elimination.

After each catastrophe, one step can be taken forward.

Later, in the Nirvana realm, it is necessary to face the true nature, shed the impurity fetal shell, light up the Dao heart, and be reborn in Nirvana.

Then, there is the realm of life and death.

In the realm of life and death, every progress is accompanied by the test of life and death.

It is much more dangerous than crossing the tribulation and nirvana.

But the strength has also been greatly improved.

Begin to contact the laws of life and death.

In any world, no matter what system, there will be birth, old age, sickness and death.

Life and death are topics that life cannot escape.

Enlighten life and death, touch life and death, and live towards death.

It is possible to create supreme secret techniques about life and death.

This kind of secret technique will inevitably cause countless people to be jealous.

I didn't expect the owner of the tomb to get a copy, and it seems that he was also a person of great luck during his lifetime.

"If you like it, I can give you the secret art. "

As he spoke, the tomb master grabbed it with one hand and refined a cloud into a cloud slip, similar to a jade slip.

Between the fluctuations of residual thoughts, he wrote down all the secret techniques in his memory.

After writing it, the remnants of the mind were a little sluggish.

He only has a wisp of residual thoughts, and it is difficult to support such an act that consumes divine thoughts.

"This is a crippled secret art of life and death that I once obtained in a cave, you can see it. "

The tomb owner respectfully handed Yun Jian to Qin Ming.