Chapter 1339

Thinking of this, Qin Ming was more excited than ever before.

If the whole family, as well as the disciples of the Huayu sect, become emperor Wu, what forces of scorpion demons and what belong to qingzong are all scum, which can be easily destroyed.

"Elder, what pill is this?" Seeing Qin Ming holding pills for a long time, a disciple of wushenzong asked curiously.

Hearing the sound, Qin Ming sobered up and carefully put the pill into the space ring. His face was serious and said, "today's refining of pills is very important. You should keep your mouth shut. No one can tell you, OK?"

"I see!" The two disciples answered in unison.

Waving his hand, Qin Ming said, "I'm a little tired. Go to the alchemy room next to me to have a rest. You two clean up here and have a rest."

Qin Ming was the only one living in the underground palace. Other disciples and cangyu needed to call the idle warriors who came to exchange pills. They also needed to patrol to ensure that there was no conflict and did not live here.

With that, Qin Ming left the alchemy room and came to the same alchemy room next to it.

The alchemy room is ready for cangyu, but now there are not enough people on it. Cangyu needs help.

After a period of time, he will be free after recruiting enough warriors to help him.

Sitting on the tea chair in the alchemy room, Qin Ming poured himself a cup of tea. His mind calmed down and his spirit relaxed.

Refining Shendan is not easy, even if he did not receive the last dan Jie, he was already exhausted.

After a long time, Qin ming recovered to the peak.

"Fortunately, my body and soul can recover very quickly."

"If it's an ordinary alchemist, it's estimated that he can't recover after ten days and a half months."

Finally, he calmed down his mood. Qin Ming got up and went to pick up lingzhi and put it carefully on the table.

Looking at these Lingzhi quietly, Qin Ming seemed to see a Wudi in his family.

With a faint smile, Qin Ming waved his arms, and Lingzhi began to fly up and down in the air.

In the invisible fire burning, soon, a Zhuling vegetation refined into liquid beads.

"Coagulate!"

Qin Ming concentrated his mind and his eyes were more focused than ever before.

Watching the air, waiting for the first thunder to fall, he had covered his ears with his hands to prevent hearing loss.

"Whoa..."

The unexpected thunderbolt appeared, and the droplets directly agglomerated together to form a white pill and fell to the ground.

"This Qin Ming stepped forward quickly and picked up the pills on the ground.

Check it out. It's an old elixir that has lost all aura. It's useless.

"How could that happen? Is it my Lingzhi who took it wrong? "

Thinking of this, Qin Ming took out the simple Dan Fang in the space ring, and according to it, he carefully sorted out a piece of lingzhi and put it on the ground.

And carefully to the two times, just put away the Dan Fang.

"No mistake this time!"

Looking back on the first alchemy, Qin Ming can be sure that there was no difference between this time and that time.

Once again, he began to refine alchemy in an orderly way.

As a result Still the same, refined out, or that white waste Dan, no thunder, no sound, so quietly become a waste Dan.

"What's going on?"

"Why does this happen?"

"The spirit plant just now will never be wrong!"

It is possible to make a mistake once again. If you check it again, how can you still make a mistake!