Chapter 144: The Pill (1)

There is a cold pill in the ancestral orifice, the three elixirs are combined, which breaks the balance of the three acupoints, causing the three ancestral orifices to sink and merge with the qi sea cold pill. This is the initial fusion.

If you do this, the next step is to sink to the dantian and blend with the last cold pill. If these three pills are integrated, there is a certain chance that you can break through to the elixir stage and form a real golden pill.

Wang Lin sat quietly in the tunnel of the stone chamber. In this small space, there was a dense yin and cold air. His eyes were closed, his spiritual consciousness returned to his body, and his mind was immersed in the ancestral acupoints in his body.

The first step he had to do was to break the ancestral orifice in his body, causing the cold pill to sink.

It is very difficult to reunite the three elixirs. Wang Lin only knew this a little before, but at this time he deeply realized that it was too light to describe it. In fact, the difficulty should be extremely unimaginable.

Wang Lin has been sitting quietly for a month just by breaking the ancestral orifice. Over the past month, he has been sprinting almost all the time. There is an invisible obstacle around the ancestral orifice. No matter how he impacts, he cannot shake it.

The requirement for practicing the Huangquan Orifice Ascension Law is that the three acupoints of the ancestral orifice, Qihai, and Dantian must be broken and set up three times before they can form a cold pill, and the difficulty increases as time goes by. The first time can only be said to be difficult, but the second time is very difficult. As for these three times, it is extremely difficult. What Wang Lin is going to do now, in fact, is equivalent to breaking the ancestral orifice for the fourth time.

This difficulty can be imagined. After many impacts failed, Wang Lin changed his strategy. He was not in shock, but slowly worn out. Slowly, the invisible obstacle gradually became much thinner as time passed.

However, this pain caused by the continuous friction of the spiritual energy in the body is far beyond imagination, and even the brush and ink are difficult to describe. Every time Wang Lin rubs, his body trembles violently, and sweat beads that are big in his head are like rain. His clothes outside his body have never been done since the moment he sat down.

The three elixirs are combined, and it is impossible to achieve without great perseverance. However, what Wang Lin lacks the most is perseverance. When he participated in the Hengyue School test, his perseverance was quite touching, leaving two blood marks on the stone steps of Hengyue Mountain.

If it weren't for the lack of qualifications, with the perseverance at that time, he would definitely be optimistic about and focused on training by the Hengyue Sect. Unfortunately, all this has long disappeared with the destruction of the Hengyue Sect and will never return.

Wang Lin's perseverance was amazing. He endured unimaginable pain. Finally, after three months of friction, the Zu Qiao acupoint was destroyed.

The blue cold pill as big as a fist slowly sinks from the ancestral orifice. As it sinks, a trace of fine scattered thighs spreading from it, like thin lines, extending into Wang Lin's body.

Every time the cold pill sinks, the thin threads will appear a little more. In the end, the cold pill falls outside the Qihai point, only one point away from the second cold pill inside.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and started the second friction without hesitation.

Three months later, the Qihai acupoint finally disappeared in a burst of bangs. At the same time, the two cold pills collided violently. Wang Lin only felt a "boom" from his body, and a terrifying force immediately emerged from the place where the cold pills collided, and burst into his body frantically.

Wang Lin's face turned pale and bloodless. After a few strokes of his throat, he sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist. As soon as the blood mist appeared, it immediately turned into frost and hung on the surrounding cave walls, forming red ice crystals.

After the blood mist was sprayed, Wang Lin shook his body and eight low-grade spirit stones flew out of the storage bag. The eight spirit stones appeared and collided together, turning into spirit powder and falling outside his body according to a certain trajectory, forming a strange symbol.

The symbol flashed slightly and disappeared. At the same time, a black flying sword flew out of the storage bag, circled around Wang Lin, and floated quietly in the air. The phantom of the demon jumped on the flying sword.

It first glanced at Wang Lin, and showed a hesitant and struggling look on his face, but soon, Wang Lin's spiritual sense hidden in his body played a role. The devil suddenly couldn't rise to the slightest idea of ​​backlash, and he became guarded around strangely.

After Wang Lin finished all this, his head tilted and he fell to the ground. He had no time to set up a defensive formation before he was unconscious.

Speaking of this formation, Wang Lin made many simple instant formations a few days ago for emergency use.

While wandering around, the devil looked at Wang Lin who was lying on the ground, and struggled again in his heart, and said to himself: "Do I want to fight with him? Well... He shouldn't be pretending... It's hard to say, this guy is too cunning... Oh, should I fight with him? But if I haven't fought before, the consequences..." The devil couldn't help but shivered and quickly threw this thought behind his mind.

A day later, the thought that was left behind by him slowly came back. His eyes flashed and he looked at Wang Lin, struggling again in his heart: "Fight with him? This is the best time. Once I missed it, I may never have a chance in the future... No, Wang Lin is very cunning. How could he not beware of me? He fainted and let me out. This cannot explain." The devil shook his head fiercely, staring at Wang Lin and continued to think: "I am not fooled, you can continue to pretend."

The idea of ​​going up and fighting was thrown behind him again.

Another day later, the devil looked at Wang Lin with a gaze, and his heart was about to move again. He growled and said in his heart: "If you fight, just die, die. I don't think this guy is pretending, fight, fight, fight!"

His eyes were red, his body quickly rushed out and rushed towards Wang Lin. The defensive formation had no effect on him. He was directly passed by the devil and pounced on Wang Lin.

But then, the devil screamed repeatedly, and blue smoke appeared on his body, with traces of dissipation. He quickly retreated and screamed: "I knew this guy was cunning. How could he not worry about my backlash and let me go so easily? This day, when will the spiritual consciousness left in my body be left in my body? I... how can I live in the future..." The devil beat his chest and stamped his feet, wailing.

After experiencing this incident, the devil squatted in the corner of the wall as if he accepted his fate, staring blankly at the wall opposite, and his mind was filled with grief and anger.

On the third day, Wang Lin woke up, sat up, smiled bitterly without saying a word. He knew that he had underestimated the difficulty of integrating the three elixirs. The devastating cold air generated when the two cold elixirs merged was the key to the fusion.

This cold air cannot allow it to vent and leave the body, otherwise the fusion will fail. But if it does not vent, his body will not be able to withstand it. Wang Lin's face was gloomy and silent.

The root of the matter is that his body cannot withstand the cold air, but Wang Lin is very puzzled. How did the senior who practiced the Huangquan Ascension Skill before him integrate the three elixirs? Not to mention the distance, just talking about Situ Nan, he also practiced the Huangquan Ascension Skill, how did he succeed?

Wang Lin was puzzled and could not understand it, and Situ Nan had never mentioned this.

"How can I make my body withstand the cold air?" Wang Lin murmured to himself, and after a long time he sighed, his eyes on the demon in the corner.

After Wang Lin woke up, the devil kept looking at him carefully. At this time, when he saw Wang Lin's eyes sweeping, his body trembled immediately and he hurriedly said, "I have been protecting the Dharma and have not relaxed at all."

Wang Lin stretched out his big hand, grabbed the devil and threw it into the flying sword, got up and jumped out of the passage, and left the stone chamber.

Outside Li Muwan's room, Wang Lin looked inward. Li Muwan was half lying on the stone table next to the furnace, breathing evenly, and was sleeping soundly. Her silk-like hair was casually closed on her head, and she fell a few strands around her ears. Her pretty face was slightly rosy, and she had a smell of not applying powder but the color was like the morning glow reflecting snow.

A purple dress and dress were worn on her body, as white as a delicate beauty in the painting, making people feel excited. At this moment, a trace of white air appeared on the elixir next to her, and this scene suddenly felt like a fairy girl was as beautiful as a painting.

In addition to the careful dress of Li Muwan in this stone room, the surrounding holes were hung with some green vine branches that she had gotten from somewhere. The feeling of being so immersed in the painting was even thicker.

A scent of medicine came faintly, Wang Lin took a deep breath, and his mind immediately became clearer.

After looking for a long time, he slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the next stone chamber. A large number of herbs were planted in half of the stone chamber, and some non-elixir-type materials were placed on the other half, including half of the dragon's skull.

The dragon's corpse is too long, especially the skull is even larger. If it is all used to arrange the Jiuli corpse array, it is a waste, so Wang Lin once came out to let Li Muwan leave some of this skull.

After giving this order, he began to integrate the three elixirs. Looking at the small skull, Wang Lin pondered. The color of the skull showed a purple feeling, which did not look like a bone, but rather like some kind of crystal. It must have been formed by a special structure in the dragon's body.

Wang Lin was observing, and suddenly his mind moved slightly. He turned around. Not long after, Li Muwan was yawning sleepily and walked outside the stone room. She looked at Wang Lin in surprise and her sleepiness disappeared.

During this period, Li Muwan's mood was slowly changing. She began to think often, fearing that Wang Lin would be very beastly towards her. After all, those who practice death spells are often good at collecting and replenishing Yuanyin.

But later, she found that Wang Lin was in seclusion almost every day. Before this, Li Muwan always thought that her brother Li Qiqing was extremely diligent in cultivation, but after seeing Wang Lin, the word "diligence" immediately moved to him.

In her opinion, Wang Lin had already had a false pill cultivation level for the Great Perfect Foundation Building, and furthermore, it was the Killing Stage, but this Killing Stage was not so excessive. As Li Muwan knew, the fastest monk who formed elixirs in thousands of years in Huofen Kingdom was the Great Perfect Foundation Building at the age of seventeen, but it took thirty years to reach the Killing Stage. This person was the ancestor of Huofen Kingdom and the first Nascent Soul cultivator, who raised the entire Huofen Kingdom from level two to level three.

But when she saw Wang Lin's appearance, she was only about twenty years old. It was impossible to form a pill in a short time. Wang Lin said to her that after forming a pill, she would send her away. She smiled bitterly for a long time in her heart, and sighed that when the other party formed a pill, she would probably not be able to succeed for dozens or hundreds of years. She even felt a little sarcastic about Wang Lin, and she thought that if she wanted to keep someone, she would just say it, why bother to be mysterious?

"You...you have reached a bottleneck for practice?" Li Muwan hesitated for a moment, looked at Wang Lin's eyes, and asked softly. Her soul blood was in the other party's hands. If the other party made any excessive demands on her, she didn't know how to choose. This question had been in her mind for a long time. Seeing that the other party was frowning, she couldn't help but think that practicing the death curse requires frequent absorption of the three energy, otherwise the exercises would stagnate and it is easy to have a bottleneck. She calculated in her heart that the other party had been in seclusion for several months after returning. She had not touched women and had not killed anyone in the past few months. Now it is very likely that the death curse had a bottleneck.

Wang Lin didn't know what Li Muwan was thinking, so he glanced at the other party and nodded.

Li Muwan's heart skipped a beat, took a few steps back, her face pale again. She struggled a little, and finally gritted her teeth and said with a slutty smile: "You...I only promise to refine elixirs for you. If it were...I...I will not obey the order even if I die." The sound was whimpering, like resentment, like crying and complaining.

Wang Lin glanced at Li Muwan in surprise, turned around and looked at the skull, and asked casually: "Why is this dragon skull this color?"

"The dragon's body is full of poison, and it is not surprising that this bone turns purple." She pursed her red lips and whispered.

"Is it poison all over?" Wang Lin was stunned and looked at the skull carefully.

"The dragon's body is extremely poisonous before its death. Once it dies, the toxins can change the body into a treasure. The ancient book Zeng said that the dragon's body is poisonous, and the dragon's body is treasure. The dragon's most poisonous thing is its bone marrow, but when it dies, the most precious thing is also bone marrow." Li Muwan's voice became colder and colder, and her expression gradually became dull.

Wang Lin stared at the skull of the dragon without saying a word, his face was gloomy and calm. He murmured to himself: "The whole body is poison... The dragon's body contains extremely poison, why is it not affected by itself..." A trace of spiritual light flashed through his mind. The spiritual light came quickly and went quickly. Wang Lin just caught a trace but was immediately confused.

Li Muwan glanced at Wang Lin coldly, and saw his brows frowning tighter and he showed a look of painstaking thoughts. He couldn't help but say: "This dragon's body was full of toxins, flesh, bones, internal organs, and even saliva during his lifetime. It was naturally not affected by it..."

A thought flashed through Wang Lin's mind like lightning. The thought became clearer and clearer. His eyes became brighter and brighter, and his eyebrows gradually stretched out. Finally, he, who had not laughed for a long time, suddenly burst into laughter. With his big hand, the dragon skull immediately put it in the storage bag.

"Since my body cannot bear the cold, then let my body completely turn into cold, so that it can naturally bear it." Wang Lin took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Li Muwan, and walked towards her with great strides.

Li Muwan's face became paler and paler. She retreated to the wall, her body trembled slightly, and she smiled miserably. Just when she was about to cut off her heart, Wang Lin suddenly said, "The day I made the elixir, it will be the time to send you back to Luohemen!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the cave without turning his head, jumped out of the formation, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Li Muwan was completely stunned. Her mind was in chaos. All kinds of thoughts emerged like springs, and finally sat down the wall on the ground.

Wang Lin's earth escape technique was fully developed, and his target was pointed at the Corpse Valley. Li Muwan's words just now cleared the clouds and mists for him. This time, he was very sure to let the three elixirs merge.

He was very fast. Three days later, he came outside the Corpse Valley, and flew in as he was familiar with it. He flew from the First Valley to the Thirteen Valley. Outside the Thirteen Valley, he took a deep breath and stepped in resolutely.

In the fourteen valleys, there was a layer of blue frost on the ground. Wang Lin stepped on it, and a trace of cold air came out from his feet and penetrated into his body. Wang Lin hesitated for a little, and stepped on his right foot lightly. Under the influence of the earth escape technique, his body sank little by little.

As he sinks, the yin and cold air becomes more and more dense. After about a hundred feet of sinking, Wang Lin had to stop. His body was already frozen. This huge yin and cold air of earth-yin quality made him only sink here at most. If he goes down further, not only his body, but even his soul and spiritual consciousness will be frozen to pieces in an instant.

As for how deep the fourteen valleys are and what is the mystery at the bottom, Wang Lin had no time to guess about this. He tried his best to keep his heartbeat and slowly move his body into a cross-legged shape.

"If the three pills do not merge, they will not leave the valley!" Wang Lin said silently in his heart, closing his eyes deeply.

Spring goes and autumn comes, time passes like a passing, and three years pass by.

The Fire Beast Disaster in the Fire Burning Kingdom, the fourth-level Cultivation Kingdom sent his subordinates. In the end, the three masters of the God Transformation Stage took nine days to completely conquer all the fire beasts, sacrificed and refined these fire beasts together, refined a medium-grade spirit-level fire beast, and brought it back to the fourth-level Cultivation Kingdom.

The levels between spirit beasts are strictly classified and divided into four levels: alien, spiritual, wild, and immortal. Each level is divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower.

The fire spirit absorbed by the Tianni Bead is a second wild beast that has half a foot stepped into the wilderness level. If it is ranked by level, it should be the peak of the upper and lower spirit level. Its descendants are all the lower spirit level. This shows how big the gap between the upper, middle and lower three levels is. If the fire spirit was not in the weak stage, it would not have been easily swallowed.

You should know that a top-level spiritual level is equivalent to the Great Perfection of Transformation of God. The middle and lower levels correspond to the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul and the Great Perfection of Developing Pills.

The dead dragon is a medium-grade spiritual beast.

Although the disaster of fire beasts was eliminated, the Firefen Kingdom could not afford the price of cleaning up the dry and hot spiritual energy in the country. It could only wait for time to slowly neutralize the dry and hot spiritual energy.

The battle with Xuanwu Kingdom continued, but the battles of more than a hundred people rarely occurred, mostly small battles between dozens of people. Gradually, the Huofen Alliance stood firm and after separating about one-third, it really had no energy to continue moving forward, so it stabilized.

As for the battle between the monks of the two countries, it also evolved from the beginning of life-and-death battle, and finally evolved into a trial place for disciples of the two countries to earn combat experience. This is a helpless irony for those disciples on both sides who died on the battlefield during the previous development.

Speaking of Wang Lin, after sinking into the fourteen valleys a hundred feet, he became silent like an old monk meditating. His heartbeat slowly decreased. What followed was endless extreme yin energy, which penetrated from every position in his body and spread into the flesh and blood.

Slowly, the extreme yin energy accumulates more and more. After half a year, the flesh and blood of his body's limbs turned blue, with signs of crystallization. In the past six months, his heartbeat has been beating in total. His body has sunk to 180 feet.

After another half a year, his torso and internal organs were all attacked by the extreme yin energy, and the flesh and blood on his limbs appeared crystallized, and his hands and feet had even completely turned into blue crystals, as if they would turn into pieces after a little knock. In the past six months, his heartbeat dropped to 487,659. His body sank to 730 feet.

It was another half a year, and the crystals spread to the limbs. Looking around, his arms and legs all became blue crystals, and even the bones inside could be clearly seen. His torso also began to show signs of crystallization. His heartbeat, which beat 3,865 times in half a year, and his body sank to 1,460 feet.

In the past six months, his body, except for his head, had become blue crystals, and his heart had been frozen and stopped beating. At this time, his location was 3,672 feet away from the ground.

Two years passed, and in the middle of the third year, Wang Lin's head slowly turned into blue crystal. At this moment, Wang Lin's breath of life disappeared, and he truly reached the requirement of the Huangquan Ascension Punishment - the realm of Huangquan.

His body sank to 7979 feet and appeared in a deep blue space. Around him, there were countless huge corpses of spiritual beasts. For some reason, although in this extremely yin place, his body still disappeared, leaving only a dense sea of ​​bones.

In the bones, without exception, the color of every corpse is the color of blue crystal.

Wang Lin was in the sea of ​​bones and sat quietly for half a year. Within the past six months, he spent one month recovering his heartbeat, two months recovering his spiritual consciousness, and three months to sense three cold pills.

Afterwards, the Ancestral Pavilion Cold Pill and the Qihai Cold Pill slowly collided together, and the devastating cold air appeared again. However, this cold air was slightly insignificant compared to the extremely yin energy currently filled in Wang Lin's body.

It is easy to see that the two cold pills are fused together, inseparable, and gradually condense into one.

Immediately after the fusion, the cold pill continued to sink and came to the Dantian point. The invisible barrier outside the Dantian point only blocked half of the incense stick and immediately collapsed layer by layer and all shattered.

The cold pill sank down and collided with the Dantian Cold Pill. The cold pill that was more than ten times more than just now emerged immediately. The cold pill concentration was extremely high, but it was still a little less than the extreme yin energy in Wang Lin's body. Slowly, the three cold pills completed the fusion and blended together.

But its color is not gold, but a lifeless gray.

Wang Lin didn't know that the Huangquan Ascension Jue he practiced was a little different because of the Tianni Bead and the extreme realm he had created. The difficulty he experienced can be said to be from the so-called "having".

The reason why the Huangquan Ascension Jue is called the fastest elixir is because it takes a shortcut, first fusion of cold pills to form a elixir, then impacted with spiritual energy, and finally turned into a golden pill and entered the elixir stage.

He has now completed more than half of his life, only the final spiritual impact, but it is not easy to achieve in the Dan Killing Stage. This final impact is not a sure win, it has a certain failure rate.
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