Ancient emperors loved alchemy in order to achieve immortality.

Regardless of its merits and demerits, and regardless of who sits in the past dynasties.

The ninth floor of the ancient tomb, Ye Chengcheng knew such a person.

He is the Qin Emperor who has devoted his life to immortality and sent Xu Fu to the sea many times to find immortals.

He was good at alchemy, and every time he opened the furnace, he made a lot of noise, and often sent thousands of monks to burn the furnace for him to refine medicine, and finally took too much of the pill, was poisoned by mercury, and died violently in the sand dunes.

Mercury, the chemical element mercury, is highly toxic, but it is an indispensable gold element for the way of alchemy, so the alchemists of the Qin Dynasty are also called alchemists.

It is precisely because of it that Ye Cheng, who is happy to refine the Void Sealing Pill, touches the class and bypasses a feeling.

Zhizhen belongs to wood, yin water belongs to water, yang pulp belongs to fire, and clay is the earth element.

Therefore, he wanted to find a metal that could replace mercury in order to complete his alchemy!

After all, the dignified medicine venerable, if you don't pursue the ultimate, you're sorry for the overkill.

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"Master, the idea of Xiao Venerable persuading you not to fight the purgatory black gold is unrealistic."

The Holy Spirit Caizun, who had added the finishing touch to the Refining Void Sealing Pill, directly penetrated Ye Cheng's attempt.

It has existed longer than the wandering magicians who have lived for more than a thousand years, and Ye Cheng's little movements could not hide from its eyes.

"Is it unrealistic to inject gold, or is there no such thing as a five-element perfection elixir in this world?"

Ye Cheng's rhetorical question hit the soul of the Holy Spirit Caizun, and it thought for a long time before saying, "I don't know." ”

Ye Cheng also hesitated, he had two ways to turn the purgatory black into a metal liquid, the Heavenly Divine Flame and alchemy, it would take a long time, maybe a few minutes, or a few hours.

But the Holy Spirit Caizun, who gave the finishing touch to the Refining Void Sealing Pill, said that this was unrealistic, and he was not sure that he would be able to refine the formula again.

One cannot waste time on meaningless experiments, even if they give them imaginably good prospects.

At the moment of the war, Ye Cheng decided to put this idea aside for a while, and it would be more practical to honestly mass-produce the Imperial Spiritual Pill - Refining the Void Sealing Pill.

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"Master." Holy Spirit Caizun spoke again: "Purgatory black gold is only a holy level, it is not against the sky, Xiao Zunzun doesn't want you to fight it, he wants to replace the ancient tungsten gold with this, and expand the area in the Ding for the third time." If you want to continue to improve the prescription, you can study the old immortal pipe flute that the Holy Envoy gave to Long Ju, after all, it also has its own space inside, and for the sake of elemental stability, there must be plants cultivated in it. ”

The Holy Spirit Caizun can always wake up the person in the dream with a word, and when he is ready, he added: "Of course, during this period, you have to be careful of the crooked neck tree's plot, and Xiao Zunzun doesn't know very well whether it has recovered from the injuries it was inflicted on the sixth layer of the abyss by me and Lord Fuso. ”

As soon as Caizun said this, Ye Cheng instantly remembered why he knew everything about the pipe flute!

Aren't Lord Fusang, who is vigorously defended by the Holy Spirit and the Holy Spirit, and the crooked neck tree summoned by the Holy Envoy from the altar of the emperor's funeral, the dark withered camphor, the old enemies who have the same root and the same origin but are too eager to fry each other?

As for the pipe flute, Ye Cheng can be regarded as having dealt with the former dragon knight, the Nanshan hermit many times, how come he doesn't know, it is the creation that he paid 1,200 crystals, Long Ju contributed his strength, and sought from the holy envoy.

It's just that the former dragon knight was unladylike, and as soon as he got this thing, he was given by Long Ju.

Ye Cheng also remembered that when she seemed to ask for a water-powered windmill in the Butterfly Dance Valley, she said that the Nan family had also asked her to buy such auxiliary facilities, and the Nan family was the group behind the Nanshan hermits.

So, don't say anything, let's go loot first!

But you can't just go in, there are still a few people on the side who have been watching, you have to find someone to protect the Fa, and the drug killer will return to his hometown immediately, so let him exert his residual heat.

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Red, eyes full of red!

The aroma of herbs has never been stronger!

Ye Cheng felt as if he was in a monochrome world, alone with the boundless Manshu Shahua.

Looking into the distance, the red in my real eyes went from festive, to dull, to uncomfortable, and finally, I felt as if I was on the verge of death.

This vaguely summoned feeling was like a precursor to dying, Ye Cheng had the heart to resist, and flew thirty miles before he vaguely saw the waves in the distance.

There is water.

The source of life!

As if he had seen life, Ye Cheng flew twenty miles again, until his hands touched the cold liquid that reached his bones, and the depression in his heart subsided slightly.

In turn, it is replaced by endless fear!

Holy Ruins Yuan Liquid!

A whole lake is filled with this liquid!

Xiao San said that when Long Ju was smearing this liquid on the small hourglass, the muttering in his mouth was particularly vicious, as if he wanted medicine to turn over the magician.

Calculated, I have touched it twice before and after, and this time the whole hand is inserted in it, if it is poisonous, I am afraid it will be immediate!

Brush Brush Brush!

There was a wind in this space, and Ye Chengji looked at it, and on the other side of the lake, there seemed to be a hydraulic windmill rotating.

I want to verify whether it is the hand of one person in the space inside the ding, but in the middle of the lake in the real eye, the outline of a canopy slowly rises.

It wasn't until it surfaced that Ye Cheng realized that it was dark and withered camphor.

It was planted in the lake, and the trunk and branches that could be seen with the real eye were all charred black, but the roots were sprouting a little sprout.

It's here to heal!

The Holy Ruins Yuan Liquid is indeed consistent with the Soul Emperor's guess: "It seems to be a superior tonic for consolidating the essence and nourishing the Yuan." ’

This greatly alleviated Ye Cheng's anxiety, and when he looked at Yuan Liquid again, he seemed to be examining a treasure.

Its role should be on par with that of the Origin Spring, right?

Just thinking about it, Ye Cheng didn't really want to replace the Yuan Shi Di Spring with this, because it was sea water, this was the spiritual liquid, and it sounded like the Holy Ruins Yuan Liquid was a little more high-end and atmospheric.

Good things are often saved for the end, Ye Cheng decided that when refining the Void Sealing Marrow Pill was improved after the war, he could consider mixing it with this kind of liquid.

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Having already discovered Manshu Shahua, the Holy Ruins Yuan Liquid, and the Dark Withered Camphor, Ye Cheng also wanted to see what good things were ahead, so he flew forward for another fifty miles, but they were all barren land.

At the end, there is no storage facility similar to the shelves in the ding.

Ye Cheng carefully recalled the seven elements that build a stable space, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and wind power, and found that the elements that could be seen here represented only wood, water, earth, and wind.

Unable to figure it out, Ye Cheng decided to go out and ask the Holy Spirit Caizun.

……

Jiuli Super Main City.

After the eastern, southern, and northern gates were broken one after another, the street fighting also came to an end, and more than 200,000 Jilan troops approached the city lord's mansion along the three official roads.

At this moment, there was a lot of whimping in Jiuli City, and there were dragons everywhere, which was the national emblem of Jilan Kingdom, so much so that it even covered the magic skills and martial arts ring that attacked the City Lord's Mansion.

The more than 20 surviving soldiers of the lord of the country have retreated into the protective shield with or with Tiandou, and together with the Dead City Lady Army led by Hua Er Duo and the hundreds of thousands of scattered players who spontaneously defended the city, they held the last line of defense in Jiuli City.

However, the momentum of the attacking army was too strong, dozens of times the number of defenders, relying on the strength of the outnumbered people, the blood bar of the protective shield fell straight down, and the bright red blood loss figure shrouded the sky red by the war like a web.

In this situation, it is very similar to the defense battle of Ziwei City during the siege of the monster, the players are like incarnating the ancestral jade dragon turtle, although their skills are not acidic liquids, but they have corroded the foundation of the protective shield of Jiuli City with the inferior roots of human nature full of greed and riots!

The crystals on the edge were already cracking, or he knew something was wrong with Tiandou, but he didn't order the country's own soldiers to go into battle with him, and he smiled as he looked around at more than twenty faces that were even more vicissitudes than himself.

Strode out, words in his mouth.

"I am a small people in my hometown, and I have a golden body thanks to the inheritance of the demon horse! Since yesterday's battle, he led the forbidden army to 80 troops on the battlefield and held the north gate! In this battle, he died more than ten times, and he did not let the city wall be half a step brick! I'm not afraid of that Ji Lan grass, but I hate you for being too anxious to fry each other! You and I have no enmity......"

The boy was in tears, and his chest fell.

Or kneeling in the protective shield with Tiandou, putting down the Blood Dance Wind Wheel Gun, and taking off the war halberd pinned to his back, his eyes are absolutely visible.

He summoned the molar-toothed tiger, which meekly prostrated itself on the ground and affectionately caressed its owner with the arch of the tiger's head.

Or straddle up with Tiandou, lie next to the molar-toothed tiger's ear and whisper: "Xiaohu, in the next life, don't be a mount for people like me." ”

Let's talk about it.

One person, one pet, fly over greed, and face the riot!

Boom!

The gorgeous and poignant fireworks bloomed in the sky above Jiuli City and lasted for a long time.

This is the most powerful response to criticism from the Demon Knight, who has been dubbed as a demon knight who can only use one shockwave.

The blood and rain in the sky are echoing with his absolute sound.

I am a small people in the countryside, and I have a golden body thanks to the inheritance of the magic horse!

Since yesterday's battle, he led the forbidden army to 80 troops on the battlefield and held the north gate!

In this battle, he died more than ten times, and he did not let the city wall be half a step brick!

I'm not afraid of that Ji Lan grass, but I hate you for being too anxious to fry each other!

You and I have no enmity......

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"Demon Rider!!"

Bian Zhong stood at the gate of the tall and majestic city lord's hall with his waist bent, he was awakened by the dull and long-lasting echo of the explosion, and when he drove out, he only heard the sound of the people!

Looking around at the square that had been cleared by the explosion with Tiandou, he was silent after roaring, until the bruised brocade retrieved the relics of the gun halberd, and he was half-wet with his eyes and went down the steps.

The stone steps were not long, and Bian Zhong lowered his head and walked very slowly, as if he wanted to memorize every green brick.

Walking to the bottom floor, he looked back at the main hall again, his cloudy eyes full of nostalgia.

Here, he became famous, and he was the only one to kill Payne with a dagger.

Here, he knelt down to worship the king, listened to the county guard, and the old man was not lost.

Angry today, Honghu's ambition has not been rewarded, but he is sad to send the magic horse.

Then, giving up this glory, the one-faced Najilan Dynasty regarded human life as a mustard coercion.

Bian Zhong called a fire crow, stood on it, and shouted with a dagger: "The bearded horseman, when the demon rides in the footsteps, the monarch of the world will be punished, and you and other ancestors will be killed!" ”

…

Jiuli is tragic! The blood cloud in the sky seemed to be infected as well, and a little black rain was dripping down.