Chapter 800 - 800 Meeting Sixth Brother Again (3)
800 Meeting Sixth Brother Again (3)
However, this lightning did not have any tempering effect.
“That looks like a fourth-grade Cloud Ascension Pill?” Someone pointed at Wu Yazi’s head and exclaimed.
“The Cloud Ascension is Wu Yunteng’s unique pill. Even Wu Yazi can refine it?” Someone asked curiously.
Wu Yazi’s pill also attracted lightning.
When a fifth-grade pill was refined, there would be thunderous lights interweaving and striking.
This was proof of high-grade medicinal pills.
Slowly, everyone’s eyes fell on the top of Li Zhongjing’s head.
Li Zhongjing laughed out loud. The cauldron above his head opened, and pills flew into the air.
Very arrogant.
Han Muye glanced at Li Zhongjing.
When the 300 pills left the cauldron, the surroundings were silent.
The nine-colored elixir was divided into nine square formations and floated above Li Zhongjing’s head.
However, the pill floated motionlessly, but no lightning descended.
This medicinal pill that looked rich in medicinal power was not above the fifth-grade?
Zhu Guangshou, who was originally pale, laughed loudly. He raised his hand and pointed, and a medicinal pill flew out from the top of his head.
Alchemy battles did not rely solely on quantity.
When there was a difference of one grade in medicinal pills, the medicinal power was 10 times or 100 times more.
A fourth-grade pill could easily shatter a fifth-grade pill.
As for medicinal pills that did not reach the fifth grade, they would not be able to resist fourth grade pills, even if there were thousands or tens of thousands of them.
“Kill!”
Li Zhongjing shouted and a pill flew out from the top of his head.
Dozens of pills surrounded Zhu Guangshou’s Mountain Pavilion Pill.
“Bang!”
The two medicinal pills collided.
In an instant, one of the pills shattered.
Zhu Guangshou laughed and was stunned.
The others were also stunned.
When the pills collided, the Mountain Pavilion Pill shattered.
A fourth-grade Mountain Pavilion Pill couldn’t beat a single pill?
Looking at the green, green, and yellow pills above Li Zhongjing’s head, Wu Yazi felt his scalp go numb.
Li Zhongjing laughed and all the pills flew out.
“Boom!”
The two pills that landed on Wu Yazi’s head and the remaining pill on Zhu Guangshou’s head were shattered. Endless spiritual qi soared into the sky.
Three fourth-grade pills shattered.
Li Zhongjing laughed and raised his hand to collect the two cauldrons opposite him. Then he took out a gourd and collected all the Nine-Colored Pills.
“Let’s go back and split the bill,” Li Zhongjing said to Han Muye in a low voice. He cupped his hands at Yuan Mingjie and turned to leave.
Han Muye followed him. The two of them were extremely fast and disappeared in a few steps.
“Haha—”
“Awesome—”
In the void, Li Zhongjing’s arrogant voice came back.
Yuan Mingjie looked around and left with a smile.
Zhu Guangshou and Wu Yazi stood there with pale faces.
In the alchemy battle, the cauldrons of the two Peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were snatched away, and their Dao hearts were covered in dust.
The surrounding alchemists retreated and began to discuss the excitement of this battle.
A nine-colored pill could shatter a fourth-grade pill without attracting a lightning tribulation. What kind of pill was this?
Also, the process of refining this pill was simply child’s play.
“Han, Fellow Daoist Han, how did you refine this pill?” In the void, Li Zhongjing took out a gourd and looked at Han Muye curiously.
“I can see that the refinement method of this medicinal pill is similar to the spiritual fruit that was produced in the hall that day.”
Hearing Li Zhongjing’s words, Han Muye shook his head and said calmly, “This pill was refined with Senior Yuan’s help.”
“Yuan Mingjie? What did he—” Before Li Zhongjing could finish, he saw Han Muye wink at him.
Looking up, who else could it be but Yuan Mingjie?
“Greetings, senior.” Li Zhongjing’s expression suddenly changed, and he bowed very respectfully.
“If I hadn’t helped in this battle, the pill cauldron wouldn’t have exploded, and the pill wouldn’t have been produced.” Yuan Mingjie looked at Han Muye with his hands behind his back.
“You’re right to say that I contributed.”
Hearing Yuan Mingjie’s words, Li Zhongjing raised his hand, and two cauldrons appeared in the air.
“Senior is right. Senior can choose one of these pill cauldrons.”
His words almost made Han Muye laugh.
A great cultivator above the Heaven Realm with a profound alchemy cultivation, who is not inferior to a sage in alchemy, is here for your cauldron?
Yuan Mingjie didn’t speak. He shook his head and raised his hand. The gourd in Li Zhongjing’s hand flew out.
Opening the gourd, seven or eight pills of various colors flew out and landed in his palm.
“As I thought, these pills are not actually completed yet.” Yuan Mingjie’s gaze fell on Han Muye.
“This is only the purest medicinal power. It’s divided into various pure medicinal balls.”
If it was not a pill, it would not attract the lightning tribulation.
Li Zhongjing had previously said that this pill was similar to a spiritual fruit. What Yuan Mingjie said now was exactly as he had guessed.
“Senior, you’re indeed wise,” Han Muye said softly.
Yuan Mingjie’s eyes flickered as he stared at Han Muye. “I wonder if you’re interested in working with me?
“I’m interested in your purified medicinal power. I can pay a high price to buy the purified medicinal balls.”
Holding the nine-colored pills in his hand, Yuan Mingjie spoke.
Purchasing purified medicine at a high price.
Li Zhongjing was stunned, and his eyes sparkled.
With such pure medicinal strength, one only needed to throw it into the cauldron and fuse it to obtain the medicinal pill.
Even the newbie next door who had just entered the Alchemy Dao could refine top-grade medicinal pills according to the prescribed order.
If this medicine ball could be produced in large quantities, the Alchemy Dao would probably undergo a huge change!
In the Ancient Cloud Galaxy, all kinds of cultivation pursued mass production and standardization.
Alchemy also had a standard, but it produced only low-level pills. It was very difficult to produce pills that were above the fifth-grade.
However, Han Muye’s method of purifying the medicinal power was a method of mass-producing high-level medicinal pills!
“Since Senior values it, I’m naturally willing to cooperate.” Han Muye’s expression did not change. He cupped his hands and said, “However, we’ll talk about this after the opening of the Ancient Divine Herb Garden.”
The opening of the ancient herb garden was imminent, and Han Muye did not want to be distracted.
He could purify the medicinal power and let the other party refine medicinal pills. This business was profitable.
Most importantly, this way, the other party could refine a large number of high-grade medicinal pills.
The Wood Lineage Puppet was unable to refine truly superior medicine, and the quality could not be pursued to the extreme.
Yuan Mingjie nodded.
The most important matter now was the Ancient Divine Herb Garden.
“Boom!”
A loud sound echoed in the void.
A black sword light crossed a thousand miles and immediately shattered several stars and meteorites.
“Demon Sword Boy!”
An exclamation sounded from the void.
Han Muye’s gaze fell into the air.
A cold-looking young man in a black robe and with a sword on his back, who looked to be 17 or 18 years old, crossed the void .
Gao Xiaoxuan!
This little guy had grown up.
As if sensing Han Muye’s gaze, Gao Xiaoxuan turned around.
His blood-red eyes were filled with killing intent and violence.
He doesn’t recognize me anymore?
Han Muye’s heart pounded.
What had happened to Gao Xiaoxuan that he didn’t recognize him?
“Boom!”
A huge spiritual qi hand pressed down on Gao Xiaoxuan from the void.
“I’ll take you down and ask the Heaven Trampling Demon King how to discipline you.”
The old voice was dignified as the spiritual qi hand wrapped around Gao Xiaoxuan.
“It’s none of your business how I discipline him. Are you courting death?” A domineering voice sounded from the void.
A black demonic dragon crashed out.
Han Muye took a deep breath and stared at the black-armored figure above the Demon Dragon’s head.
Huang Six.
Sixth Brother.