Chapter 387

The black-clad youth braked urgently, his feet stepping into the lake water. This was the end of the land road.

At this time, the morning sun rose in the east.

The dawn appeared, and the Imperial Flowing Plasma still remaining on the branches and leaves immediately vaporized, not even making a light hiss, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

This treacherous night finally passed.

The appearance of the sun also announced the failure of his pursuit.

The black-clad youth stood by the shore and was stunned for a long time, then suddenly stretched.

"Forget it, forget it!"

This prey was too cunning, throwing broken clothes into the pig monster hole to mislead the pursuers, winning himself the most precious half-quarter of an hour.

He even had the leisure to dig pits and bury mines on the only way.

He Lingchuan still had a few jars of black gunpowder in his storage ring, so he made some small mechanisms at this time. In addition, he had small firecrackers in his hand, the kind that would explode after being thrown, which were quite good for use as trigger fuses.

After the black-clad youth stepped on the firecracker, he directly detonated the "mine."

After He Lingchuan escaped into the lake water, the black-clad youth was completely at his wit's end.

Now the sun had risen, and the scent of the Imperial Flowing Plasma disappeared immediately; this large lake in front of him was broad, who knew where the prey would come ashore?

He could only give up.

When the subordinates chased here panting, they saw their Young Master walking out of the bamboo forest with his hands behind his back:

"No play. Go to Fufeng City."

The crowd was stunned: "You, you didn't catch up either?"

The youth patted his sleeves, very calmly: "Lost the pursuit."

Then why wasn't the Young Master angry?

"If I get it, it's my luck; if I lose it, it's my fate." The black-clad youth could only take helplessness as composure, "Besides, the harvest last night was very rich."

They collected Imperial Flowing Plasma all night, and in the morning they searched from other monsters and martial artists, which could be said to be a full return. Finally, this piece of Imperial Flowing Plasma paste, getting it was icing on the cake, and not getting it was no harm.

"The mission is important."

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He Lingchuan jumped into the water, and the Imperial Flowing Plasma in his hair melted into the water, immediately attracting fish to chase.

He threw out the prepared incense ball.

Once the stench came out, the fish scattered.

He took the opportunity to swim far away and landed in a hidden long grass cluster a thousand zhang away.

During this period, several large lake beasts attacked, but they were all sent away by him with incense balls, and the process was without danger.

After he went ashore, he didn't rush to leave. After confirming that no creatures were paying attention to him, he took out Boshan Jun's invisible snake skin and covered himself, entered meditation, closed all the pores of his body, and did not let his aura leak out.

The sound of the forest sea and tree waves perfectly covered his breathing.

The clear water washed away the traces of his existence.

Even if any creature jumped past him, it probably wouldn't be able to sense him. He Lingchuan saw two squirrels fighting for territory on the branch to his left, and after a cup of tea time, a shrike flew over with prey, skewering the insect on a tree branch for a barbecue.

Even they couldn't find him, so He Lingchuan was even more at ease.

He sat in meditation here for half a day.

During this period, many humans and monsters passed by under the tree, and He Lingchuan didn't move at all.

Those who dared to receive the Imperial Flowing Plasma in the wilderness last night and could still walk out smoothly had at least two brushes.

Until the sun began to slant, the fierce tiger came again, rubbed against the tree, and a small thing climbed up along the tree trunk, slipping all the way to He Lingchuan's side.

"Hard work." He touched the Eyeball Spider that had just returned.

Before he left that chaotic jungle, he had planted an eyeliner there, so he could watch the whole live broadcast.

If he didn't send the fierce tiger to pick it up, just relying on these eight short legs of the Eyeball Spider, when would it catch up to him? Now that the eyeliner had been recovered, he should find a place to refine medicine. The shelf life of the Imperial Flowing Plasma was not long, so it was better to get it into his stomach early for peace of mind.

But He Lingchuan didn't intend to leave the forest rashly.

He had clearly seen the crows circling here and then heading northeast.

These narrow-minded things wouldn't give up until they took revenge.

The focus now was not them. He Lingchuan jumped down from the tree and said to the Heart-Protecting Mirror: "I want to find a cave nearby to refine medicine."

The Heart-Protecting Mirror was silent for a few breaths, as if asking, and then replied: "This is easy to handle. The tiger monster knows there is a bear cave nearby, which is exceptionally hidden. Every winter, they would go over to see if there are bears hibernating inside."

Immediately, the fierce tiger led the way, walking seven or eight li southwest.

Here the mountains were high, the slopes were steep, and there were many cracks, which were very difficult to walk, and there were small-leaf miscellaneous trees everywhere, and almost no monsters or humans were willing to choose this place to receive the Imperial Flowing Plasma.

The fierce tiger took He Lingchuan down to the bottom of a dry stream, as if there was no road, and then it drilled into a grass cluster more than a zhang high.

He followed in, only to find an irregular small cave behind the long grass and a few miscellaneous trees, or called a ground crack, with an opening of only a little more than four chi at its widest.

If a living person wanted to go in, they had to either squat or roll.

He Lingchuan explored first and found that it was a water-eroded cave several zhang long, without a second exit.

The cave was wider in the depths, with grass piles and a thick moss group like a bed mattress, not knowing what had flattened it, but He Lingchuan found that there were miscellaneous mushrooms of various colors growing inside.

There was a musty smell everywhere, and a faint fishy smell, probably left by wild bears or wild boars, but it had been a long time.

"The place is good, just here." He Lingchuan was very satisfied, letting the fierce tiger stay outside to guard, ordering the Eyeball Spider to spit silk to seal the cave entrance, and covering it with the Rosy Cape brocade.

Next, he took out the alchemy furnace, auxiliary materials, and the most important Imperial Flowing Plasma from his storage ring, and began to refine.

Let's start with the Imperial Flowing Plasma paste.

He Lingchuan rubbed his hands; such a perfect paste, not refining it into a God-Slaying Pill would be a waste of heavenly treasures.

His harvest last night was exceptionally rich, and the spiritual rain that fell on the spider web was basically collected, not wasted, so there were four small wine jars lying in his storage ring, each filled to eighty percent.

Last time at Fengling Ferry, the Imperial Flowing Plasma he obtained was only as thick as the bottom of a bottle, which could not be compared with today.

Needless to say, these all had to be refined into Hundred Good Pills to assist in future cultivation.

Fortunately, he had prepared enough materials, otherwise where would he gather the herbs in the wild mountains and wilderness?

He Lingchuan didn't delay, urged the true fire, and opened the furnace to refine medicine.

He often observed the medicine refining process of the Medicine Ape Lingguang. He rarely saw pigs run but often ate pork, so it was fine.

Most importantly, he had already pre-refined and pre-arranged more than fifteen times in the dream, and Sun Fuling was on the side holding the formula to prompt him.

With Sun Master sitting in town, every small mistake and detail would be picked out, explained, and resolutely corrected! Thanks to practice making perfect, He Lingchuan was nervous at the moment, but he was busy but not chaotic and orderly when refining medicine.

In itself, this was not a difficult medicine to refine, it was just that the medicinal effect was not easy to grasp. As long as the heat and steps were strictly in accordance with the requirements, it wouldn't be refined badly! This time, Heaven was also kind, and for four hours, no creatures came to disturb him outside the cave.

Or perhaps the battle for the Imperial Flowing Plasma last night was too cruel, and most creatures were tired, and those who grabbed the Imperial Flowing Plasma also had to refine it as soon as possible.

The God-Slaying Pill was refined, and the Hundred Good Pills were also refined... most of them.

Repeated mechanical work, but one furnace was still accidentally refined badly. He Lingchuan could only comfort himself:

The defect rate is ten percent, not high.

Fortunately, even if it was refined badly, it could still be eaten, it was just that the medicinal effect was greatly discounted.

During the process of fighting for the Imperial Flowing Plasma paste this time, the Heart-Protecting Mirror also contributed, and He Lingchuan was a person who rewarded merit, so he threw the remaining small piece of Imperial Flowing Plasma paste to the mirror.

The mirror was ecstatic.

The paste piece that woke it up a few months ago was not as big as this one! In these days when heaven and earth spiritual energy is scarce and others can only eat dirt, it can still eat Imperial Flowing Plasma paste; what a wonderful and happy thing this is? Sure enough, happiness and gaps are compared.

This master is worth getting along with, quite worth getting along with! He Lingchuan didn't care about its psychological activities. He held the newly refined God-Slaying Pill and thought for a long time, finally deciding to take it while it was hot.

Such a precious thing in his hand, it was really hot. He was afraid of long nights and many dreams, so he just ate it directly.

He sent the Eyeball Spider to explore the surrounding environment, hung the mirror at the cave entrance, and even watched the sky at night, confirming that it wouldn't rain at night causing rainwater to backflow into the ground cave, only then did he take a long breath and sit in meditation.

But he didn't notice that two fresh white mushrooms had appeared on the dry moss deep in the stone cave at some point, and the mushroom caps were facing his direction.

The true power walked a few weeks to warm up, making the body active and the breath smooth, only then did He Lingchuan take out the God-Slaying Pill and swallow it in one gulp! The Imperial Flowing Plasma paste the size of a goose egg was brewed after nine turns, no, refined, and the finished God-Slaying Pill was a little smaller than a date and couldn't melt in the mouth.

He Lingchuan chewed it a few times like a date and swallowed it. It was sweet and fragrant, but a bit dry, stuck in the throat.

... It really was like a date.

Helian Chen didn't mention what the God-Slaying Pill should taste like; the one he refined shouldn't be considered a failure, right?

After more than ten breaths, suddenly a large stream of heat rose from the dantian, giving him the feeling that it was the day of the astronomical tide when the flood broke out, or the air wave brought out by the sudden explosion in the secret room, no matter how he guarded against it in advance, he was still caught off guard.

This is too fierce, right? Helian Chen didn't say it was like this.

All he could do in his haste was to try his best to guide this powerful energy to rush toward the Shanzhong acupoint, not letting it change course midway and burst the embankment.

Changing course midway is called qi deviation.

Bursting the embankment is called meridians breaking.

This was like a natural disaster suddenly breaking out in the body, and it was also the biggest crisis he had encountered since he started cultivation.

Helian Chen didn't expect his luck to be good, being able to get such a large piece of Imperial Flowing Plasma paste, so the medicinal power contained in the God-Slaying Pill refined by He Lingchuan was at least twice as strong as Helian Chen's preset! The Imperial Flowing Plasma rain might contain impurities, and it had to be purified after getting it; but the natural paste saved this step, and its efficacy could not be simply superimposed by multiples, and even the piece He Lingchuan got also had red plasma marrow inside.

He was like an unlucky guy leading the run in front of hundreds of crazy cows. If he couldn't guide it in time and effectively, he would definitely be topped to disability, topped to waste, and trampled into meat pie.

(End of chapter)