Chapter 170: Spirit (1st Update)
But in the next second, Jiang Lao was dumbfounded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 The pile of medicinal liquid above Zhang Ning's head kept disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The original fragrant smell in the air also began to become foul, as if they were standing in a sewer that had not been cleaned for hundreds of years, and for a while, even if the two people next to them were highly cultivated, they only felt sick to their stomachs, and actually came out of their mouths with sour water.
"What the hell does this smell like, wow, I'm in this realm, and I still have such a big reaction. "Jiang Shuhao's cultivation is on par with Zhang Ning. But he immediately squatted on the ground. The pupils of the two eyes dilated slightly, and he was in a trance.
Holding one hand over his chest, he opened his mouth very disgustingly, and he felt his stomach churn, constantly coughing up sour water that made his mouth sour.
Jiang Lao, who was standing beside him, also felt that the interior was turned over, and his face turned pale, but it was somewhat better than Jiang Shuhao on the side.
But he couldn't stop it anymore, but he thought quickly in his heart.
"Our clan has been stationed here for thousands of years, and we have long known all about the poisons here, so this Bailing Detoxification Pill has not been refined for thousands of years, and I actually forgot that when it comes to the final condensing pill, this elixir will have an abnormal situation, producing a violent toxin, which makes people mentally disgusted. Although it is not too harmful to the body, it can make people in a trance, and it is a very strange toxin.
But why is the young master so fine, he is still standing in the center of there so calmly, isn't the toxin there supposed to be the strongest? he should have fainted to the ground now, and the medicine has also been scrapped, I haven't seen him have any protective measures, could it be that the young master's alchemy technology really surpasses ours?"
Different from the disgusting food of the two, Zhang Ning's face was calm, as if he was asleep, and the purple sand grains in his hands slowly flew upward.
Unimpeded, the grain of sand entered the center of the liquid, and began to make the originally rapidly shrinking liquid seem to have a violent chemical reaction, from the original purple and black color to gradually transform into a milky white color, and then gradually transparent into boiling water.
"It's... What is this?!" Seeing this scene, Jiang Lao's face was shocked, and he vaguely remembered something.
In the village outside the cellar, the people did not feel this abnormality, and they felt that the medicinal fragrance that had been in the air gradually dissipated.
It seems that the stench has not yet emitted, and after a while, Jiang Lao and the two who were in the cellar also felt that the stench in the air was swept away, and it seemed that it had never appeared.
Suddenly, Jiang Shuhao had a feeling of the rest of his life, since he had been refining medicine for so many years, it was the first time he had smelled this kind of smell that made him want to flee for his life.
"It's finally over, I didn't expect that alchemy could still be practiced so stinky, I was almost smoked to death, and my reputation for a lifetime was ruined. ”
Zhang Ning didn't care about this, opened his eyes and stared closely at the transparent liquid above his head that was constantly scorched by the flames.
At this time, Zhang Ning also began to sweat slightly on the top of his head, as if he was a little nervous, and saw a simple handprint in his hand, his eyes closed tightly, and there were words chanting, as if he was praying for something.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Lao's face was even more solemn. He said to Jiang Shuhao's divine sense transmission next to him, "Shuhao, don't make a noise to harass the young master, I'm afraid all the alchemy techniques of the young master are part of it that have been lost." ”
At this time, Jiang Shuhao was still there constantly patting his chest to relieve the feeling of being disgusted just now, but suddenly Jiang Lao said this, and suddenly stiffened in place, and put down his hand with great difficulty.
But when I heard Jiang Lao say that Zhang Ning's alchemy technique seemed to be from some kind of lost technique. Reluctantly raised his spirits, he looked at Zhang Ning's movements at this time with that pale face.
Jiang Shuhao couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and his heart was suddenly shocked. "The alchemy method of channeling gods, how can it be in the hands of the young master! This is a mysterious technique that has not even been passed down by our clan. ”
But in the next second, his consciousness was already blank in an instant, and he saw that above Zhang Ning's head, the white boiling water-like medicinal liquid began to condense into a purple air mass.
Snakes, scorpions, spiders, centipedes, toads~
Even Jiang Lao, who had been silent, couldn't control his mouth when he saw this scene, and said in shock.
"Five poisons psychic, Dan into the spiritual product!"
The five poisonous shaped air masses seemed to be filled with a kind of life that was constantly swinging there, and the sound from their mouths made them feel chills in their hearts.
It's like the poison they saw when they were mortals, their whole body was numb, their hairs stood on end, and they were afraid of this poisonous thing from their hearts.
"Shhhh Wail... Huh..."
Suddenly, the five lumps of gas let out an unwilling roar, but an invisible force disintegrated their bodies, and the lump of liquid like boiling water melted.
This lump of liquid medicine is like a gorgeous scientific experiment, turning from purple and black to transparent, and from transparent to cyan at this time.
"Turn poison into medicine, use poison to eliminate poison, although I don't know what the purple sand particles just now are, but I can actually make this situation that only the Hundred Poison Detoxification Pill of the law level can reach the spirit product Thousand Poison Detoxification Pill on it, and the young master's alchemy strength is so strong!" Jiang Lao secretly admired in his heart, but he didn't dare to disturb Zhang Ning, because the last step had not yet begun.
In the cultivation realm, everything has its own ranking. According to the weapons used by ordinary people, they can only be classified as mortal iron, so they are called mortal weapons. Even if you cut iron like mud, or blow your hair and break your hair, you still can't get rid of this positioning.
On top, only those who have the innate qi of the Jindan stage or the innate stage can use magic weapons engraved with special prohibitions and formations.
Only this kind of weapon can truly exert the strength above the innate stage, and no matter how powerful the mortal iron is, it can only cut out the sword qi.
Unable to exert the power of a spell, such as using a fire-type spell. In less than a moment, the mortal vessel will turn into a puddle of red molten iron, which can no longer be used.
And on the top is the spiritual weapon with spirituality, and the hatred in Zhang Ning's hand is a treasure of this level, not only engraved with complex formations all over the body, but also prohibitions. It also has a trace of spirituality, and can autonomously help the master fight during battle, just like today's high-tech robots. But their minds are more flexible. And it's just more powerful.
As for the higher grades, they have become distant legends on the earth today.
In the eyes of the current immortal cultivators, it is nothing more than the divine weapons used by the immortals in the ancient era.
Gradually, the lump of cyan liquid began to shrink continuously, and now it was only the size of a baby's fist, and the original cellar also exuded an attractive fragrance, which made Jiang Shuhao, who was originally nauseous, feel a lot more comfortable.