Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

799 Meeting Sixth Brother Again (2)

It was not those that had been chosen, but the hundreds of spiritual herbs that had not been chosen.

No matter how many spiritual herbs there were, they were all thrown into the cauldron.

Li Zhongjing’s face twitched, and his aura fluctuated. He tried his best to control the Pill Fire and the crucible.

When all kinds of spiritual herbs entered the cauldron, he felt like he couldn’t control them.

Most importantly, he had no idea what kind of herbs he was going to refine if he threw them into the cauldron!

Blind refinement?

At this moment, Zhu Guangshou and Wu Yazi were already laughing out loud.

Most of the surrounding alchemists shook their heads.

Even Yuan Mingjie frowned.

The Dao of alchemy was exquisite, and one had to carefully consider every detail.

How could he refine pills in such chaos?

Han Muye moved quickly and threw all the spiritual herbs into the cauldron in less than a hundred seconds.

The pill cauldron shook. The medicinal strength within it was already surging. Even the pill cauldron could barely suppress it.

Han Muye walked under the cauldron and raised his hand to point. A spiritual light flashed.

It seemed to have split out a trace of spiritual qi to help Li Zhongjing stabilize the cauldron.

Actually, this spiritual light was mixed with traces of sword qi.

The sword Qi crashed into the cauldron and instantly shattered the chaotic medicinal power.

The medicinal power mixed together, creating a mess.

Li Zhongjing trembled and almost flew away.

With the medicinal efficacy in such a mess, how could he refine pills?

If the furnace exploded now, would he be able to instantly kill the two fellows opposite him?

Could it be that Han Muye had this intention?

Li Zhongjing’s eyes lit up.

“What are you thinking about? Hurry up and control the fusion of the medicinal power.” Han Muye’s divine sense sounded.

Li Zhongjing chuckled and tried his best to control the medicinal power in the cauldron to fuse with each other.

Han Muye’s sword Qi kept swimming in the cauldron. As long as there was an almost uncontrollable medicinal power, he would shatter it with a slash.

The sword qi wreaked havoc inside, constantly purifying the medicinal power.

Half an hour later, the medicinal power in the cauldron was already pure to the extreme.

However, Li Zhongjing’s forehead was covered in sweat. His lips were purple, and his shoulders were trembling uncontrollably.

I did my best.

He really could not suppress the medicinal power in the cauldron any longer.

The key was that he kept thinking about how to fuse the medicinal power and refine it into a pill.

His head wanted to explode, but he could not understand what medicinal pill the medicinal power in his cauldron could condense into.

Yuan Mingjie was a little surprised. He frowned and spiritual light flashed on his body.

As long as Li Zhongjing’s crucible exploded, he would attack immediately.

The surrounding area had already given way to a thousand feet wide circle.

They were both alchemists. Although they could not see the situation in Li Zhongjing’s cauldron, they could guess.

The furnace explosion was right in front of him.

It was either the next breath or the next.

Zhu Guangshou and Wu Yazi were already smiling as they slowly nourished their pills. They were just waiting for the pills to be produced.

However, there was no need to rush. As long as Li Zhongjing’s crucible exploded, they would win without having to compete.

“Buzz!”

The cauldron in front of Li Zhongjing shook.

“Han Muye, forget it. Give up.” Li Zhongjing sent out his divine senses.

He really couldn’t control himself anymore.

“Okay,” Han Muye replied bluntly. Then all the sword Qi slashed out, shattering the medicinal power in the cauldron.

Li Zhongjing let out a strange cry and retreated a thousand feet away. His entire body flashed with spiritual light and countless talismans covered his body.

At this moment, all the alchemists who were already 1,000 feet away turned around and fled.

Zhu Guangshou and Wu Yazi were stunned. They held their cauldrons and retreated.

The spiritual light in Yuan Mingjie’s hand turned into a huge hand and pressed down on Li Zhongjing’s crucible.

If he didn’t make a move, the cauldron would explode and the surrounding thousand feet would probably turn into dust.

However, just as the spiritual qi hand pressed down, he was stunned.

Under the cauldron, Han Muye looked at him with a smile.

What did that mean?

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The large hand of spiritual energy pressed down on the cauldron, suppressing the cauldron that was originally trembling.

The tyrannical power coming from the cauldron made Yuan Mingjie’s expression change. He had to use 30% more power to suppress it.

At this moment, Han Muye suddenly raised his hand.

A green light poured into the cauldron.

The expanding medicinal power in the crucible instantly rotated. Under the suppression of Yuan Mingjie’s power, it obediently turned into medicinal pills.

More than 300 pills condensed in the cauldron like stars.

Some of these pills were verdant, some were as red as fire, some were golden, and some were orange-red…

Seven-colored, nine-colored.

“Congratulations, Martial Uncle. The Nine-Colored Pill you refined is successful.”

Han Muye cupped his hands at Li Zhongjing in the distance and shouted.

Nine-Colored Pill?

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Success?

Li Zhongjing looked puzzled and turned around in confusion like the other alchemists.

Li Zhongjing’s eyes widened when his spiritual will landed on his own crucible.

A cauldron of 300 pills!

The key was not just how many pills were produced, but the medicinal strength of these medicinal pills was pure to the extreme!

His expression changed and he looked at Han Muye.

He had seen such pure medicinal power before.

It was the spiritual fruit tree in Han Muye’s hand in the main hall of the Jinming Dao Sect.

The alchemy method gave birth to spiritual fruits.

Now, he was refining pills with the method of producing spiritual fruits!

How many tricks did this guy have up his sleeve?

Turning rotten wood into something magical, was this his alchemy path?

Yuan Mingjie’s spiritual energy hand slowly dissipated.

Looking at Han Muye, who was smiling and cupping his hands at him, Yuan Mingjie put his hands behind his back, his expression unchanged.

“Buzz!”

Zhu Guangshou and Wu Yazi’s cauldrons shook, and two pills flew out.

“It’s a fourth-grade Mountain Pavilion Pill!”

“A grade four pill has a rich medicinal strength. It’s difficult to encounter a grade four pill in a Pill Battle.”

Seeing the pill above Zhu Guangshou’s head, everyone exclaimed.

“Boom!”

Lightning descended and wrapped around the pill.

Even if there was no Heavenly Dao in the Ancient Cloud Galaxy, when the pill was formed, it would cause a change in the void power and turn into lightning.