Chapter: 4852
Afterwards, he patted on the furnace cover of the Emperor Pill furnace, and the furnace cover flew up, and Zhuo Wen put the magic medicine piled up next to him into the furnace one by one in an orderly manner with his right hand.
After putting all the magic medicine into the pill furnace, Zhuo Wen closed the furnace lid and began to concentrate on controlling the magic fire.
This time he refined a kind of creation-level divine pill called Qiming Healing Sword Pill. This kind of divine pill is relatively basic in the creation level, and it is also a kind of divine pill that is easier to refine.
Neither the technique nor the magical medicine is particularly complicated.
Three days later, the Emperor Pill Furnace suddenly let out a muffled sound, and immediately within the hole on the furnace cover, wisps of black smoke drifted out.
The Emperor Pill Turtle, lying not far from the Emperor Pill Furnace, drooped its head, and said in disappointment, "It seems that this refinement failed!"
Zhuo Wen was not discouraged, after all, this was his first time refining a creation-level elixir, and it was normal to fail.
Anyway, there are a lot of medicinal materials for the Seven Lives Healing Sword Pill in his big world, and he can fail many times.
Taking another batch of medicinal materials of Qiming Healing Sword Pill, Zhuo Wen threw each of them into the pill furnace, ignited the divine fire again, and began to concentrate on refining.
Second failure...Third failure...
When Zhuowen failed in refining for the fifth time, his eyes showed enlightenment, but instead of continuing to refine, he put away the Emperor Pill Stove.
"I said Zhuowen, you continue to refine? The next time you refine, you have a high chance of success!" Di Dangui said quickly.
"The blood prison's resident has arrived! Let's talk about it after I deal with the first kill of the blood prison!"
Zhuo Wen stood up, involuntarily brought the Emperor Pill Turtle into the big world, and he disappeared into the room.
...
This is a huge blood-colored palace, like rootless duckweed, floating in the depths of the void dimension.
At this moment, in the depths of the Scarlet Palace, there are seven Scarlet Thrones.
However, among the seven blood-colored thrones, only the most central one still has a blood-colored figure sitting on it.
The other six Scarlet Thrones are empty.
The blood-robed man sitting on the throne in the center is the master of the Blood Prison and one of the seven kills in the Blood Prison.
Yisha was dressed in a blood robe, with a hideous blood mask, and a pair of exposed eyes were filled with hideous blood.
"Second Kill also fell? What's going on?"
Yisha's gaze implied fury, and his voice was suppressed and terrifying.
He really didn't understand that a master in the mid-stage of the Creator, like the second kill, went to kill a monk who didn't even have the third step of proving the way, but he also fell. Could it be that Zhuo Wen is really so weird?
Speaking of which, among the seven kills sent out by the Blood Prison, except for him, the other six kills were all aimed at Nazhuo Wen, but they all ended up falling without exception.
In the empty blood-colored hall, slight footsteps suddenly sounded, and Yisha raised his head, looking at a figure approaching at the end of the corridor ahead.
This is a burly middle-aged man.
When the middle-aged man came to the throne, he knelt on the ground on one knee and said in a deep voice, "Wuhen see Lord Yisha!"
Yisha glanced at Xue Wuhen and nodded, Xue Wuhen got up and looked at Yisha on the throne with a little anxiety.
He didn't know why Yisha suddenly ordered him to come over.
"Wuhen, I heard you said that Zhuo Wen came from the Eight Great Heaven Realms?" Yisha looked at Xue Wuhen and asked casually.
"Yes, at the beginning I was sealed in a secret realm in the Eight Great Heavens. Later, Zhuowen broke into my sealed place, and I designed him to escape from the predicament! However, at that time, Zhuowen, even the witness He didn't know the way, he was just an ant in my eyes, I could kill him with a wave of my hand, I didn't care about this person at all at the time!"
Xue Wuhen answered cautiously.
"Not even proving the Dao? How long has it been? Why does Zhuo Wen practice so fast! It's incredible!" Yisha frowned, feeling a little unbelievable.
"As soon as I kill my lord, I think there must be some big secret in that Zhuo Wen, otherwise, how could he cultivate so fast, which is totally against common sense!" Xue Wuhen quickly echoed.
"Wuhen, the second kill has fallen! And he fell after assassinating Zhuo Wen!" The first kill said suddenly.
Xue Wuhen trembled all over, and he raised his head abruptly, with disbelief in his eyes.
When the second kill was sent out, Xue Wuhen knew about it, but he didn't know who the second kill was going to assassinate.
When he came to this hall today, he was still a little surprised why the second killer didn't show up. It's been half a month, and the assassination mission couldn't have lasted so long.
Now he got the news of the fall of the second kill, and he fell because of the assassination of Zhuo Wen. JrNovels.com
After putting all the magic medicine into the pill furnace, Zhuo Wen closed the furnace lid and began to concentrate on controlling the magic fire.
This time he refined a kind of creation-level divine pill called Qiming Healing Sword Pill. This kind of divine pill is relatively basic in the creation level, and it is also a kind of divine pill that is easier to refine.
Neither the technique nor the magical medicine is particularly complicated.
Three days later, the Emperor Pill Furnace suddenly let out a muffled sound, and immediately within the hole on the furnace cover, wisps of black smoke drifted out.
The Emperor Pill Turtle, lying not far from the Emperor Pill Furnace, drooped its head, and said in disappointment, "It seems that this refinement failed!"
Zhuo Wen was not discouraged, after all, this was his first time refining a creation-level elixir, and it was normal to fail.
Anyway, there are a lot of medicinal materials for the Seven Lives Healing Sword Pill in his big world, and he can fail many times.
Taking another batch of medicinal materials of Qiming Healing Sword Pill, Zhuo Wen threw each of them into the pill furnace, ignited the divine fire again, and began to concentrate on refining.
Second failure...Third failure...
When Zhuowen failed in refining for the fifth time, his eyes showed enlightenment, but instead of continuing to refine, he put away the Emperor Pill Stove.
"I said Zhuowen, you continue to refine? The next time you refine, you have a high chance of success!" Di Dangui said quickly.
"The blood prison's resident has arrived! Let's talk about it after I deal with the first kill of the blood prison!"
Zhuo Wen stood up, involuntarily brought the Emperor Pill Turtle into the big world, and he disappeared into the room.
...
This is a huge blood-colored palace, like rootless duckweed, floating in the depths of the void dimension.
At this moment, in the depths of the Scarlet Palace, there are seven Scarlet Thrones.
However, among the seven blood-colored thrones, only the most central one still has a blood-colored figure sitting on it.
The other six Scarlet Thrones are empty.
The blood-robed man sitting on the throne in the center is the master of the Blood Prison and one of the seven kills in the Blood Prison.
Yisha was dressed in a blood robe, with a hideous blood mask, and a pair of exposed eyes were filled with hideous blood.
"Second Kill also fell? What's going on?"
Yisha's gaze implied fury, and his voice was suppressed and terrifying.
He really didn't understand that a master in the mid-stage of the Creator, like the second kill, went to kill a monk who didn't even have the third step of proving the way, but he also fell. Could it be that Zhuo Wen is really so weird?
Speaking of which, among the seven kills sent out by the Blood Prison, except for him, the other six kills were all aimed at Nazhuo Wen, but they all ended up falling without exception.
In the empty blood-colored hall, slight footsteps suddenly sounded, and Yisha raised his head, looking at a figure approaching at the end of the corridor ahead.
This is a burly middle-aged man.
When the middle-aged man came to the throne, he knelt on the ground on one knee and said in a deep voice, "Wuhen see Lord Yisha!"
Yisha glanced at Xue Wuhen and nodded, Xue Wuhen got up and looked at Yisha on the throne with a little anxiety.
He didn't know why Yisha suddenly ordered him to come over.
"Wuhen, I heard you said that Zhuo Wen came from the Eight Great Heaven Realms?" Yisha looked at Xue Wuhen and asked casually.
"Yes, at the beginning I was sealed in a secret realm in the Eight Great Heavens. Later, Zhuowen broke into my sealed place, and I designed him to escape from the predicament! However, at that time, Zhuowen, even the witness He didn't know the way, he was just an ant in my eyes, I could kill him with a wave of my hand, I didn't care about this person at all at the time!"
Xue Wuhen answered cautiously.
"Not even proving the Dao? How long has it been? Why does Zhuo Wen practice so fast! It's incredible!" Yisha frowned, feeling a little unbelievable.
"As soon as I kill my lord, I think there must be some big secret in that Zhuo Wen, otherwise, how could he cultivate so fast, which is totally against common sense!" Xue Wuhen quickly echoed.
"Wuhen, the second kill has fallen! And he fell after assassinating Zhuo Wen!" The first kill said suddenly.
Xue Wuhen trembled all over, and he raised his head abruptly, with disbelief in his eyes.
When the second kill was sent out, Xue Wuhen knew about it, but he didn't know who the second kill was going to assassinate.
When he came to this hall today, he was still a little surprised why the second killer didn't show up. It's been half a month, and the assassination mission couldn't have lasted so long.
Now he got the news of the fall of the second kill, and he fell because of the assassination of Zhuo Wen. JrNovels.com
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