¡ù¡ù¡ù The Tongmai Pill is not comparable to ordinary pills such as the Hundred Medicine Pill. Even though the Hundred Medicine Pill now has the Fire Dragon Cauldron, it has transformed from a pill into a pill. Among ordinary pills, it is already extremely high. quality. " But the Tongmai Pill is a real elixir. It is a magic pill that ranks above ordinary pills. Even if it is a lower-level magic pill, it is still a magic-level pill and cannot be compared with ordinary pills. Although it belongs to the category of auxiliary elixirs, the effect of Tongmai Dan cannot be underestimated! Zhang Yong has already prepared the medicinal materials for refining the Tongmai Dan. The main medicine is the century-old Ganoderma lucidum, and the three Ganoderma lucidum strains in Zhang Yong's cave are the best among Ganoderma lucidum. The one that is hundreds of years old is rare. of Zizhi. Although the century-old Ganoderma lucidum is the main medicine, it is mainly because the century-old Ganoderma lucidum is the most critical ingredient for refining the Tongmai Pill. One century-old Ganoderma lucidum is enough for Zhang Yong to refine it several times, or even a dozen times, which makes Zhang Yong feel no burden. reason. Zhang Yong cannot guarantee that when refining the Tongmai Pill, the success rate will be greatly increased like the Hundred Medicine Pill. Fortunately, when refining the Tongmai Pill, the century-old Ganoderma lucidum is only used as a medicine, otherwise Zhang Yong would still I really don¡¯t dare to try to refine magic elixir level elixirs now. ??Throwing each medicinal plant into the Fire Dragon Cauldron, as time passed slowly, each medicinal plant was turned into liquid medicine. Finally, Zhang Yong took out the Zizhi and directly threw one-fifth of it into it. When all the impurities in the circle of medicinal liquid were gone, Zhang Yong nodded with satisfaction, and pinched his fingers, activating the spiritual power in his body and turning it into mysterious waves, towards the Ding Chinese Medicine. The liquid gushes away. ¡°Puff puff puff¡± Then I only saw the medicinal liquid in the alchemy cauldron. There was a sound of explosions, and as Zhang Yong pinched the magic formula, the cauldron of Chinese medicinal liquid was released. Finally, it turned into three balls of medicinal liquid the size of a little finger. When Zhang Yong pulled out the last spell, the entire Fire Dragon Cauldron shook. The spiritual energy in the cave suddenly rushed crazily into the alchemy cauldron, and then a fragrant smell came from the cauldron. welled up. Smell the fragrance of the elixir in the cauldron. Zhang Yong's physical and spiritual energy suddenly seemed to come to life, running at a high speed. Suddenly speeding up a few points, Zhang Yong seemed to feel that even the meridians in his body were faintly rounder. Then Zhang Yong immediately sighed in his heart: "It is indeed an upper-level elixir. It is a lower-level elixir. It should not be underestimated. Just smelling the fragrance of the elixir made me feel that my cultivation level has improved slightly!" Within a few breaths of "receiving", the Fire Dragon Cauldron stopped absorbing spiritual energy, and then the cauldron shook, and three lavender lights shot out directly from the cauldron. Zhang Yong stretched out his hand to grab it, and an emerald bottle appeared in his hand. Then he pinched the pill-collecting technique with his hands and put three meridion-opening pills directly into the jade bottle. Then he looked into the bottle. The three Tongmai Pills are lavender in color, with a halo of light flowing on them. At first glance, they are of higher quality than the Hundred Medicine Pills. After looking at the Tongmai Pill in the bottle, Zhang Yong immediately murmured: "The Magic Pill is indeed a Magic Pill. Even with the help of the Fire Dragon Cauldron and the experience in the memory of the broken skin, with my current cultivation level, I can't fight." Even though he tried his best, he only managed to refine a mediocre tongmai pill!¡± Zhang Yong poured out a tongmai pill and put it into his mouth without even thinking about it. The magic pill is the magic pill. Instantly, Zhang Yong felt the power of the Tongmai Dan flowing directly into his own meridians. The fifth meridian that he had just cultivated and unblocked quickly transformed into a perfect quality under the power of this medicine. . The refining power of a Tongmai Pill almost made Zhang Yong's cultivation reach a further level, but the middle grade was always the middle grade, which allowed Zhang Yong's cultivation to break through to the peak of the early stage of the fifth level of Qi refining. Looking at the only two Tongmai Pills left in the jade bottle, Zhang Yong gritted his teeth and thought of the promise he gave to He Yiguai. He finally suppressed his greed and didn't use it to break through the cultivation level. Besides, Zhang Yong's cultivation level had just been It didn't take long for him to break through, and now he has reached the peak of the early stage of the fifth level of Qi refining, which is already quite fast. After taking the Tongmai Pill into the cave, Zhang Yong recovered his spiritual power and looked outside the cave. There was still some time until dark. After thinking about it, Zhang Yong took advantage of the energy to move the cave. Among them, I took out the box I got from Wu Jiang's house. Then he took out a piece of jade and threw it directly into the fire dragon cauldron. A piece of glass jade the size of a football was burned by the fire dragon spirit fire. The impurities were continuously removed, and finally turned into a ball the size of an apple. . "It's time, I hope I can practice the magic weapon!" Zhang Yong's heart moved, and he stirred the jade liquid in the cauldron, turning it into a jade pen holder that was 30 centimeters long and about the size of the middle finger. Subsequently, it was printed on the pens of the French impression, and only felt that the mysterious patterns appeared above the jade pen pen. With Zhang Yong's movements, the mysterious lines above slowly colored into one. "At this moment, condense it for me!" I only saw the jade pen in Dingzhong, and suddenly flashedWith a ray of emerald green light, the mysterious lines on the pen holder immediately seemed to come alive, swimming crazily on the pen holder. Then Zhang Yong took out the only spiritual wolf hair from the collected wild wolf tails, stretched out his hand, and the jade pen holder of the tripod flew into Zhang Yong's hand. The most spiritual wolf hair of the Alien Wolf King was used as the tip of the pen, and the spiritual wolf hairs of other wild wolves were wrapped around it, and then directly embedded in the jade pen holder. Then, Zhang Yong bit his finger, and a drop of blood was squeezed out from the fingertip. He came out and dropped it on the jade pen. He shouted loudly and said: "Practice it for me." He only saw Zhang Yong's essence and blood sinking directly into the jade pen barrel, and then those mysterious lines on the pen barrel, with traces of blood. The light circled around the whole pen monk, and finally a ray of light flashed through. The jade pen in Zhang Yong's hand returned to its ordinary state. Looking at the connection between the nib of the langhao pen and the holder of the jade pen, there was no gap at all. It's like Hunyuan is integrated into one body. "The magic weapon, his grandma's, actually allowed me to practice the magic weapon. It's awesome. It's really awesome. How could I be so awesome?" I felt the quality of the jade pen, it turned out to be a middle-grade magic weapon. , how could Zhang Yong not be excited! Zhang Yong danced with his hands and feet for a while, and he was pleasantly surprised. This was definitely a surprise for him. He thought it would be good to be able to refine a low-grade magic weapon, but unexpectedly, he was allowed to refine a middle-grade magic weapon. Then Zhang Yong took the jade pen in his hand and tried it. After the spiritual power was input into the jade pen, the originally ordinary jade pen suddenly flashed with a halo. Under the blessing of the alien beast wolf hair, the pen tip also shone. With the slightest trace of spiritual light moving, it looks quite extraordinary. "Big" Zhang Yong shouted violently, and the spiritual power in his body rushed toward the jade pen crazily. Then he only saw the mysterious lines on the jade pen begin to swim, and then the jade pen that was thirty centimeters long and as thick as the middle finger suddenly It is about one and a half meters long, and the thickness of the pen barrel is comparable to that of a table tennis ball. Zhang Yong started dancing in the cave with the jade pen in his hand, and then poked it on the stone wall on the side. With a bang, the jade pen in Zhang Yong's hand suddenly poked a hole the size of a washbasin on the stone wall. Within a few meters of the surrounding area, there were even more cracks. "Good, good, good, good thing, it's really a good thing. Not only can it be used as a weapon, but also as a talisman pen, the success rate will be greatly increased, right?" Stop outputting spiritual power, and the jade pen returns to its normal state. As it was, Zhang Yong muttered with great satisfaction. "Finally, I have a weapon that I can use. With this power and the power of a poke, who can stop it? Whoever messes with me in the future, I will poke him to death!" Zhang Yong put away the jade pen and stabbed him fiercely. thought. " Then Zhang Yong opened the box he got from Wujiang's house. Even though there was Zhang Yong's evil spirit talisman to suppress the jade bottle of Yin spirits, when he opened the box, a Yin evil spirit suddenly came out of it. Zhang Yong then looked at the other strange stones in the box. Because they had been stored together for a long time, they were more or less tainted with a sinister aura. Then Zhang Yong gritted his teeth and threw the ordinary refining materials and strange stones, as long as they were valuable to Zhang Yong, into the fire dragon cauldron. After being calcined by the fire dragon spirit fire in the fire dragon cauldron, it seemed that A lot of things ended up being only the size of a fist. Finally, Zhang Yong threw the remaining Yinsha jade gourd into the Fire Dragon Cauldron. In order to refine the Yin Ling Jade, Zhang Yong frantically pumped out spiritual power into the Fire Dragon Cauldron. When Zhang Yong's spiritual power was almost exhausted, the Yin Ling Jade was only melted on the surface. Zhang Yong's eyes widened, and the jade bottle containing hundreds of medicine pills appeared in his hand. Then he opened his mouth and swallowed ten pills. The spiritual power he had consumed finally recovered. Zhang Yong was determined and made up his mind to refine the Yin Ling Jade even at the risk of his cultivation declining. In the end, under Zhang Yong¡¯s desperate efforts, the fire dragon in the fire dragon cauldron seemed to have become powerful, and the spiritual fire it spewed became two points stronger. In the end, the Yin Ling Jade Gourd slowly turned into a ball of jade liquid. However, the jade liquid was wrapped with a trace of pure Yin evil spirit. No matter what Zhang Yong tried, he could not get rid of the jade liquid. That trace of pure evil spirit. With no other choice, Zhang Yong had no choice but to give up, and then merged the ordinary weapon-refining materials with the Yin Ling Jade Liquid. Then with a thought, he saw only the liquid material in the cauldron turned into a gourd shape, and his belly started to form. In the middle, a trace of pure Yin evil energy rolled. Then Zhang Yong activated the magic arts, and the mysterious magic arts and seals rushed towards the cauldron one after another. Feeling the rapid consumption of spiritual power in his body, Zhang Yong could only use the Hundred Medicine Pill to restore the spiritual power, and then followed up with a A Dharma seal, the Dharma judgment goes to the middle of the cauldron to seal. As long as Zhang Yong thought it was useful, he printed it on the gourd bottle in the tripod. In the end, he even cared about a set of small Sumeru formation patterns on it at the expense of his own cultivation. ?Finally, Zhang Yong gritted his teeth, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood, mixed with a drop of blood essence, directly onto the gourd bottle in the tripod. Zhang Yong suddenly thought in his heart: "I'm risking my life now. It depends on whether I succeed or not." (To be continued)