Chapter: 315

"For over 300 years now, I've cultivated from the Purple Palace's early stages to its peak. This wound has never healed... Li Jiang's group..."

The Big Crocodile's eyes suddenly flashed with the image of the person with the crescent-shaped facial features, and its emerald-green pupils narrowed in anger:

"It's good that this person is dead."

It stood there frozen for a moment before quickly sending the fruits into the elixir cauldron and calculating the timing. A glimmer of anticipation appeared in its eyes as it thought about refining his next masterpiece – an exceptional elixir.

Lightly opening the cauldron, the Big Crocodile imagined a magnificent scene with clouds of vapor filling the room, the aroma of herbs wafting through the air. However, the reality was far from what he had envisioned; he furrowed his brow and beckoned with his hand. Instantly, a golden-hued elixir shot out from the refining cauldron.

The Big Crocodile's face was filled with incredulity, and he muttered to himself:

"It shouldn't be like this! It should be white as snow! How could it turn out like this... Maybe it's because the medicine is too strong and has returned to its original state?"

He was puzzled and embarrassed, shaking his head slightly. He took out a silver needle from his hand and lightly stroked the surface of the elixir, causing a faint glow to appear on the needle.

"No way!"

The Big Crocodile's face fell, filled with regret and doubt as he wondered:

"How could this happen?! This medicine is too weak! If I were to send it out, that old ghost would definitely come after me with his life!"

He looked up at the ceiling and said:

"It's been hundreds of years... how could I make such a mistake?"

The Big Crocodile's eyes narrowed slightly as he pulled out a box of bright white liquid from his storage bag. He hooked his finger around it, applying it to the elixir, occasionally adding ten or so kinds of herbs and re-refining it for another hour.

He opened the refining cauldron again, and suddenly a radiant glow filled the room, filled with fragrance. The Big Crocodile's face fell, filled with disappointment as he thought:

"Ah well, if I'm going to die, I might as well just pretend to be fine! As long as that old ghost can't break through, I'll just leave him alone and take what's mine... let him go!"

With the elixir packaged, he jumped out of the water pond and handed it over to that green-robed monk.

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Lǐ River Mountain's rear courtyard.

A blue-gray law manual floated quietly above a stone tablet, with a misty moon glowing beside him, just like the tranquil and peaceful atmosphere of the past three years. The mirror surface slightly brightened, with the inscribed twelve sacred texts breathing in and out.

On the lower table, incense sticks were inserted, with wispy blue smoke drifting away, revealing that there had been no decline in the Li family over the years, with daily offerings always being replaced, and the incense burner spotless.

"Finally succeeded."

Lu Jiaoxian merged with the mirror surface, his divine consciousness sweeping through the four directions. The mirror's divine light flashed, and numerous insights emerged from his heart.

His divine consciousness sank into the mirror, revealing a desolate sky and land before his eyes. A grayish mist floated above, with a vast, pockmarked earth and countless crumbling gray-white buildings in the distance. Crumbling moon-colored stones lay scattered at the foot of the mountain.

"Within the mirror... self-created heaven and earth." JrNovels.com