"Why is this pool of wronged souls so deep? Several hours have passed, and I actually feel like I'm still sinking?"

Zhuo Wen muttered to himself, realizing something was wrong, and his face was a little ugly.

"Forget it, there's nothing wrong with it anyway, just try to expand the divine consciousness to the outside, maybe I can use this pool of wronged souls to temper my spiritual consciousness."

When Zhuowen thought of this, he quietly derived his spiritual consciousness, but when the divine consciousness appeared within the protection range of the Death Sacrifice Sword, the surrounding ghosts gnawed on Zhuowen's spiritual consciousness like crazy.

Zhuo Wen snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale.

The feeling of being devoured by one's consciousness is like having one's nerves uprooted, which is extremely painful.

Fortunately, Zhuo Wen has countless treasures of heaven and earth, after all, he has wiped out most of the masters of the palace forces in the Taiqing Fairyland, and naturally obtained many spiritual rings.

And the masters of the Hundred Palaces of Taiqing Fairyland naturally have a lot of good things. With Zhuo Wen's previous accumulation, it is not difficult to refine the magic pill that restores the soul.

Although Zhuo Wen is not yet a heaven-level alchemist, but relying on Di Danhuo's perception of alchemy, he is becoming more and more proficient in alchemy.

In the process of sinking the pool of wronged souls, Zhuo Wen not only used his spiritual sense to test the outside from time to time, but also wholeheartedly absorbed the experience of the Emperor Pill Fire, and at the same time used the Emperor Pill Furnace to refine the magic pill for restoring the soul.

Zhuo Wen's alchemy technology has improved rapidly, but within three months, he has gone from being almost an alchemy idiot to a ninth-level alchemist.

Now Zhuo Wen, as long as he has the pill formula, he can easily refine the magic pills of level nine or below.

In particular, there are very few prescriptions for divine pills for restoring the soul, but the second elder of Danta gave Zhuowen a lot of classics, and among those classics are various pills that Danta has collected for countless years.

Among them is the divine elixir formula for restoring the soul. Of course, among so many classics, Zhuo Wen just found this kind of elixir formula.

This divine pill is called Qishen Dan, and it is a ninth-level divine pill, which can quickly restore the soul.

Because the divine pills that restore the soul are too rare, it is said that the value of this Qi divine pill is comparable to that of ordinary heaven-level divine pills.

It can be seen how precious the recipe of this Qishen Pill is, and the material of this Qishen Pill is quite rare, and Qishen Pill is rarely seen in the market.

And Zhuo Wen just happened to have the complete medicinal materials of this Qishen Pill, so after Zhuo Wen's alchemy skill reached level nine, he began to refine Qishen Pill.

The raging pill fire was burning in the emperor alchemy furnace, and the emperor alchemy tortoise had already left the emperor alchemy furnace and kept rolling its eyes at Zhuo Wen.

The temperature of the Pill Fire is very high. Although the body of the Emperor Pill Turtle is terrifying, the feeling of being burned by the Pill Fire is not good. He will not stay in the Pill Furnace foolishly and be roasted by the flames.

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen opened his eyes, and endless light burst out from his eyes, and then he let out a low drink, and slapped the surface of the Emperor Pill Stove with his right hand.

Whoosh!

I saw that the top cover of the Emperor Pill Stove rushed up immediately, flew out, and then swept out twelve pills from the inside of the Emperor Pill Stove. Zhuo Wen took out the jade bottle, and put all the twelve pills in the jade bottle. in the bottle.

The batch of elixirs produced by alchemy consisted of twelve pills. This was Zhuo Wen's first time refining Qishen Pills. Fortunately, the first batch was all successful.

Although judging by the color on the surface of the Qishen Pill, the quality is not particularly high, but it is definitely not bad for a novice like Zhuo Wen to refine the Qishen Pill for the first time.

Although there are not many medicinal materials for the Qishen Pill on Zhuowen's body, there are still 50 batches of it. That is to say, if these 50 refinements are successful, Zhuowen will have a reserve of 600 Qishen Pills.

For the next time, Zhuo Wen kept refining the Qishen Pill without stopping. After three months, he successfully refined forty furnaces of Qishen Pill, but the remaining ten furnaces naturally failed in refining.

Putting away the Emperor Pill Furnace, Zhuo Wen found that he was still falling in the pool of wronged souls.

You know, it took him three months to study alchemy techniques, and three months to refine Qishen Dan. In total, it took half a year. Even if he sank into the sea, he should have sunk to the bottom of the sea.

But in this pool of wronged souls, he is still sinking. How deep is this pool of wronged souls?

Zhuowen realized the seriousness. He knew that if he continued to sink, he might never have the chance to leave the Witched Soul Pool again, so he had to save himself.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen continued to stick out with his spiritual sense.

In the past six months, Zhuo Wen has been cautiously testing with his spiritual sense, from a few meters before, to now his spiritual sense can extend tens of meters, which is not a small improvement.

It's just that tens of meters is just a drop in the bucket for him.

But now Zhuo Wen doesn't have to be so cautious anymore, because he has the Qishen Pill, which can violently detect the consciousness. Even if the soul is damaged, he only needs to take the Qishen Pill, and the soul can recover quickly.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's spiritual sense no longer hesitated, and blasted towards the outside like a storm. At the same time, he even resorted to Soul Killing. Suddenly, a large number of innocent souls around were strangled and wiped out by Soul Killing.

It's just that there are too many wronged souls. After the surrounding wronged souls are strangled to form an empty area, the wronged souls behind will fill up the empty area one after another.

Zhuo Wen's consciousness was also devoured by these more reckless souls.

Zhuowen spit out a mouthful of blood, immediately took out the Qishen Pill and swallowed it in his mouth, and used Soul Killing again, strangling the surrounding unjust souls, and he stepped out one step at a time, and was surrounded by unjust souls again, and Zhuo Wen once again Use Soul Kill to clear the way.

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