When Zhang Ruochen came to Weiming Villa again, the drunkard had already woken up.
He took the purple gourd from Zhang Ruochen's hand, took a look at it, and said, "This Tianshu gourd is Feng Caiyi's handiwork. You'd better not mess with this woman."
Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but roll his eyes and wanted to say that your old man's thinking is really incomprehensible to ordinary people. The other person is the God of Death, and now he has to be called Fengtian. With his current level of cultivation, it would be difficult to meet him even if he wanted to, and even if he wanted to provoke him, he would not be able to provoke him!
The drunkard sat down on the ground by the lake and said, "Tell me what you think. How do you plan to deal with this old guy?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "Of course we can't let him go back to heaven. It would be too wasteful to refine him to death directly. You old man has strong mental power and clever methods. Is there any secret method to refine him into a world-protecting god general?"
The drunkard nodded and said in a cold voice: "Come to Xinghuan Tian to show off his power and deserve to die. However, the spiritual power of the gods and the spiritual will are very strong. If his spiritual will is not destroyed, even if he becomes a world-protecting god general, there will be endless troubles. But once this happens If his spiritual will is wiped out, his combat power will inevitably drop significantly, reaching the level of an ordinary great god, which is of no use."
"The level of an ordinary great god is of no use." Zhang Ruochen read out a sentence.
¡°If those great gods heard this, would they be ashamed to death?
No matter how weak a great god is, he can already become the master of a powerful world and control the fate of all living beings in the world. When it comes to him, it seems to be worth mentioning.
How can this make Zhang Ruochen, a monk who is still far inferior to a great god, feel so embarrassed?
The drunkard thought for a while and said, "Let's do this! Refining him into a pill to enhance mental power."
As soon as these words came out, Gourd visibly trembled.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Refining a god into a pill?"
The drunkard looked at him like an idiot, looked at him with disgust, and said: "In the hell world, using gods as medicine and refining magic pills is a normal thing."
"You have to know that a great god Taiyi is as good as a magical medicine."
"This old man's mental power is considered extremely strong in the entire universe! Using him to make elixirs is better than magical medicine. If it falls into the hands of ghosts, underworlds, and dead gods, there is no need to make elixirs. I'm afraid It will be swallowed directly and slowly refined in the stomach, and the cultivation will achieve a great transformation."
"Refining the divine elixir can not only eliminate his spiritual will and soul impurities, but also capture his spiritual power to the greatest extent. It is most suitable for gods like you whose spiritual power is not strong enough."
Zhang Ruochen was excited after hearing this and had many thoughts, saying: "In that case, I would like to ask senior to make the elixir now."
The drunkard waved his hands and said repeatedly: "No, no, I can't!"
How can a strong person like you say you are not good?
Zhang Ruochen said: "With the spiritual power of my predecessors, all the ways and methods in the world were not easy to come by? How can it be difficult even to refine the magic elixir?"
Refining the magic elixir requires extremely high thresholds for alchemists.
However, if one¡¯s spiritual power reaches the level of an alcoholic, what threshold is there in the world?
In one day, one can study a holy way to a level that even gods cannot reach.
In an instant, you can cultivate a method.
The drunkard was rarely humble and said: "It is indeed not difficult to refine the magic pill. However, this old guy is a big medicine. I want to refine him into enough magic pills in a very short time, and the grade is still high." It¡¯s very difficult to go very high!¡±
"I, my cultivation is relatively complex, and my attainments in the alchemy path are only mediocre. If you really want to make an incredible magic elixir, you'd better hire someone else!"
Zhang Ruochen understood that the time it takes to refine the magic elixir is indeed extraordinary, it can easily take thousands or tens of thousands of years.
I really can¡¯t wait that long.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Senior said, please ask Gao Ming, who is Gao Ming referring to?"
Outside the manor, a voice came in: "Junior Yan Yu, pay my respects to senior Jiutian."
The drunkard laughed and said, "Come on, it's coming!"
Zhang Ruochen knew that the wise man the drunkard was referring to could not be Yan Yu, but the Supreme Master of Alchemy from the Yan Luo Clan.
"Have you sealed the sky?" Zhang Ruochen asked in a low voice.
The drunkard grinned and said: "Jiutian is my name. Fengtian? Hehe, I disdain Fengtian! Go and tell him that I am extremely cultivated and have perfect spiritual power. How can he, a junior like him, just see me if he wants?" "
After saying this, the drunkard¡¯s body faded and disappeared.
&n, without any repayment, this friendship will eventually be exhausted.
"Okay! You and I should go to the Great Grandpa's place in the outer heaven of Yama. There should be no problem."
Yan Yu is considered an outstanding figure of this generation of the Yama clan, and is very likely to become the successor of the Yama clan. With such a status, his words will naturally have extraordinary weight.
Zhang Ruochen handed the Tianshu gourd to Yan Yu's hand and said, "I have to repair the sundial and refine the magic elixir. I can only leave it to my second uncle."
Yan Yu lowered his eyes and glanced at Tianshu Gourd, smiled meaningfully, and said: "This is the third elder of Zhen Mie Palace, a powerful man of spiritual power! Are you so relieved to leave it to me? "
Zhang Ruochen pretended not to understand what he meant and said: "Senior Jiutian has used his mental power to seal the gourd again. No matter how strong he is, he can't escape."
"Okay! Since Ruochen trusts him so much, my second uncle must live up to his trust."
Yan Yu was happy to take the Tianshu gourd and put it away cautiously.