Sword Dao Alchemy

In the ancient and elegant hall, the gray and black decorations set off the light coming in from outside, making the hall full of oppressive atmosphere.

A wisp of cigarette smoke rose from the table.

Behind the table sat a pale old man.

He was in good spirits when he closed his eyes to rest before.

But just now, he was hit hard.

The obsession clone he left in Moyun Cave was destroyed.

"What a little thing, you dare to snatch my treasure..."

"How can I, the deputy seat of the Holy Art Palace, suffer this loss..."

"Although the Martial Arts Palace is your backer, it can't help you."

"The disciples in my Holy Art Palace... are not something you can see through."

"I must get it..."

"The Holy Yuan chess and the chessboard..."

"Although I will be guarded by the old guys in the Martial Arts Palace."

"But you can't guard against the nails I inserted in your internal..."

"Boy, you wait... I Fu Yu is not easily provoked..."

Fu Yu muttered to himself, closing his eyes and thinking.

A little light flew out from his forehead and disappeared into the void.

…

Lin Yun returned to Qianyuan Villa, and Heifeng wanted to keep him.

Lin Yun declined politely and gave him the classic game on the stone in the cave.

The game on the stone was exactly the opposite of the ancient score obtained by Heifeng, and it was another way of thinking.

It was a simple and plain game with hidden murderous intent in the ordinary.

For Heifeng, it was very meaningful for reference. Compared with the two, he would make faster progress.

Heifeng was very grateful again, but it was a pity that there was nothing left to give.

Lin Yun was naturally not a greedy person, and then he said goodbye.

Zhongyuan was also anxious in his heart, and did not wait for Songtao to let him drive the quasi-sacred beast of the sect back by himself.

He took Lin Yun directly and set up a flaming pill cloud. In just half a day, he had returned to the sect.

The two came to Biyun Peak together, intending to refine the broken saint pill here.

Xuanyun had already jumped over with joy.

It can be seen how depressed he was these days.

Lin Yun brought him many Holy Spirit Fruits brought from Qianyuan Villa.

The quality of the Holy Spirit Fruits from Qianyuan Villa is better than that of the Holy Spirit Fruits on Biyun Peak.

Xuanyun was even happier.

But since Zhongyuan was here, he didn't bother to bother with him and went to play by himself.

Just to make preparations, Zhongyuan took out his own alchemy furnace and other alchemy tools and set up the scene.

He didn't use the alchemy furnace to make the elixir, but a strange leaf with flame-like patterns on it.

Lin Yun couldn't help but secretly marvel at it, it might be a leaf of a sacred tree.

The effect of this leaf should not be worse than the alchemy formation he carved.

However, good things don't mean that you can make wrong things right.

The formula for breaking the holy pill obtained by Zhongyuan was slightly imperceptible, so no matter how magical the sacred leaf was, he still failed to refine the breaking holy pill.

After several consecutive failures, he temporarily gave up.

"Brother Lin... can you see where the problem is..."

He looked at Lin Yun and asked.

Lin Yun has been watching attentively. Of course, he is not pretending, but trying to understand the refining of the Saint-breaking Pill from Zhong Yuan's refining process.

After all, Zhong Yuan's refining method is at least 99% correct, and his technique is absolutely first-class and worth watching.

Lin Yun knows that as long as he points out the flaws to him, Zhong Yuan will definitely be able to refine it.

So, he doesn't plan to hide it anymore.

"I have a feeling... It seems that there are extremely small fluctuations in Master Zhong's refining process in several places, as if it jumps over."

"That is to say, the conversion in that place is not perfect, maybe there are some flaws..."

"I... want to make some improvements, please ask Master Zhong to see if it is appropriate..."

As Lin Yun said, he had taken out a jade plate engraved with the alchemy formation.

As the heart power was injected into the formation, the Danwen Divine Fire rose up and turned into a flaming Dan Ding in an instant. Its magic is no less than Zhong Yuan's Shenmu Leaf.

Although Zhong Yuan had heard about it before, he couldn't help but praise it when he saw it with his own eyes.

If he was not afraid of affecting Lin Yun's alchemy, he would have praised loudly.

Lin Yun had already put the Holy Spirit Medicine into the Fiery Alchemy Cauldron.

As time went by, Zhong Yuan became more and more shocked.

Although it was just a slight difference in the refining process.

But the final result was a world of difference.

While Zhong Yuan was shocked, he also gained a huge benefit.

The correct method of refining the Po Sheng Dan had matured in his mind.

At this time, he was just looking forward to a Po Sheng Dan being born on the Biyun Peak.

Lin Yun's alchemy process had come to an end.

The aura of the Martial Saint had spread out of the alchemy cauldron.

There were already clouds and mists gathering on the Biyun Peak, and there were also flashes of lightning.

Prepare to baptize the newly born Po Sheng Dan.

But at this moment, Lin Yun did not want this Po Sheng Dan to be perfectly formed.

"For the time being, I'd better not let them know that I can refine the Saint-breaking Pill..."

"Otherwise, if the high-level officials of the Martial Saint Hall come to me... should I refine it or not?"

"In that case, wouldn't I become a machine for refining pills..."

"It will affect my practice in other aspects..."

"Apart from improving my mental strength, refining pills is mostly just a favor to others."

"So, there's no need to delay yourself for such a thing..."

Thinking like this, Lin Yun's face turned pale.

At the same time, he began to breathe heavily, which made Zhong Yuan clearly feel that this was the result of Lin Yun's lack of mental strength.

"Ah~~~ I can't control it..."

Lin Yun screamed and suddenly fell to the ground, his face as pale as paper, his lips trembling violently, and he couldn't speak clearly.

This situation seems unexpected, but it is reasonable.

Although Lin Yun is a spiritual master in terms of mental strength, there is still a gap compared with Zhong Yuan.

Zhong Yuan's mental skills are also in the holy realm, and his mental strength is much stronger than Lin Yun.

So, he felt very real and was very depressed.

"Boom boom boom!"

After struggling for a few times, the flaming pill cauldron collapsed.

A pill fell out of it.

One side of the pill was bright, and the other side was gray.

Obviously, this is just a semi-finished product.

Eating it... can only achieve quasi-saint.

"What a pity...just the last bit..."

Zhong Yuan shouted a pity, rushed over to help Lin Yun up, and at the same time passed his own strength to Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's pale face quickly returned to normal.

"Brother Lin... It's all my fault. I made you suffer so much."

Zhong Yuan was full of apologies.

Lin Yun was still forcing himself to attack despite his lack of energy. This was indeed something he admired and felt guilty about.

"Master Zhong... It's okay. It's just that I spent too much energy. I didn't lose anything else." Lin Yun said weakly.

"Now... I just want to know, Master Zhong, do you understand..." Lin Yun stared at Zhong Yuan and asked expectantly.

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