Soul Eater Book

"Sure enough!"

Chen Zhi opened his eyes, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. He clearly felt that the potential of his spiritual root had been improved. After careful calculation, his spiritual root has probably reached the mysterious level!

As soon as he absorbed the spiritual energy around him, Chen Zhi obviously felt that the speed at which he absorbed the spiritual energy more than doubled!

This discovery made Chen Zhi excited but also a little helpless.

No wonder the world of cultivating immortals doesn't value Huang-level spiritual root monks at all. After all, it is not a bottleneck. Huang-level spiritual-root monks practice for one year, and Xuan-level spiritual-root monks can absorb the same spiritual power in only half a year, let alone earth-level spiritual root monks. Spirit root and heaven-level spirit root!

The only pity is that the Earth Fire Ice Lotus can only change the potential of the spiritual root once...

Chen Zhi shook his head. He is not a greedy person, and even if he can find a medicine like the earth fire ice lotus, he still cannot advance the spiritual root from the mysterious level to the earth level. After all, the lower the level, the greater the effect. Instead of looking forward to it It's better to just retreat and practice penance if you drop a pie from the sky and change your talent.

And being able to come to this cave that can absorb the spiritual energy in the three caves secret realm is already a great blessing for him.

But before retreating, he still has some things to do.

First of all, it is to count some of the harvest of the three-hole secret realm this time, to be precise, it is to look at the secret scriptures that have been obtained.

This volume of scriptures was studied for a while after Chen Zhi got it. The scriptures are depicted in the form of a picture scroll, which is about two or three feet long. The reason why the exercises are rough is that Chen Zhi can't understand these words, and even some of the labels on the pictures are not clear, because these words are clearly ancient words in the endless wasteland. Chen Zhi believes that they are some Jindan monks may not be able to understand these words. For example, in the memory of Jinlun Sanren, although there are memories of these words, they cannot explain even a single word.

However, these few accompanying pictures allowed Chen Zhi to see some general things. He found that what was recorded on it was a set of exercises, to be precise, it was probably a set of exercises for body training.

What concerned him the most was that this body training method seemed to have a slight similarity to the "True Dragon Body Protection Art" he practiced.

Of course, just a trace, that's it, is enough to make Chen Zhi daydream.

The Yuanlong Bodyguard on the third level of the True Dragon Bodyguard Art is enough to make his body comparable to that of a level [-] peak monster. His internal organs were not shattered under one palm, and then, he was not killed by the joint blow of Old Demon Ming and Tian Duhou.

It can be said that the True Dragon Body Protection Art has saved Chen Zhi's life many times, but this body training method also has a huge flaw, that is, this method can only reach the third level, and it cannot continue to practice after that.

And if this volume of secret scriptures really records exercises similar to the True Dragon Body Protection Jue, it will definitely be a huge temptation for Chen Zhi.

But even if he knew the function of this volume of secret scriptures, Chen Zhi didn't dare to practice.

Body training exercises are actually extremely mysterious, and even the slightest deviation in practice may cause serious damage to the body.

"If there is a chance in the future, we must look for information about these texts." Chen Zhi stared at the secret scriptures for a long time, and then put the scriptures aside.

Afterwards, he counted the various rare elixir that he had harvested this time, and after thinking about it, he transplanted some elixir that still had roots into the surrounding flower gardens and spiritual fields, and then entered the black mist space.

Now that his cultivation has recovered, he can smoothly provide Master Zhuo with the spirit energy consumed by alchemy. Therefore, in the black mist space, Chen Zhi can devote himself to his cultivation. Anyway, with Master Zhuo as a puppet, what he needs There will be no shortage of cultivation pills.

In the following time, as long as the elixir was consumed, Chen Zhi would use his mind to order Master Zhuo to deliver the elixir to him, and then continue to instruct Master Zhuo to refine the elixir. Soon he was promoted to the fifth level of foundation building. If it was before, Chen Zhi might still be excited, but this time after he reached the fifth level of foundation building, he just opened his eyes and gave Xiaobai a bag of spirit stones, and then went back to continue practice.

Time flies in this kind of retreat, time flies like an arrow, time flies, ten years have passed... 20 years have passed... 30 years...

Chapter 232 Alchemy Formation and Hell

During these years of Chen Zhi's retreat, the three-hole secret realm is still opened every five years. Although the treasures in the treasure land have been taken away by people, the monsters and spiritual herbs in each hole are still there. It has not been completely taken away. Just the Crystal Palace, the Spirit Vein Hall and even the place where the treasures are abundant inside are enough for many monks to go here to try to break through the bottleneck. However, the monks who entered the three-hole secret realm gradually discovered that the three-hole secret The aura in the three aura-rich places is decreasing year by year. The monks who entered at the beginning thought it was an illusion, but after two or three times of opening, this was finally affirmed.

Of course, the monks in the three-hole secret realm simply think that all this is just because the treasures in the treasure land have been taken away, and as the aura decreases, the number of monks entering the three-hole secret realm is also decreasing year by year. A large number of relics that monks are crazy about are gradually being forgotten. Such a situation is not uncommon in the endless wasteland full of endless ancient relics.

It's just that no one could have guessed that the decrease in aura was related to one person.

Chen Zhi sat cross-legged in the cave, with his eyes closed, and right in front of him, the wildfire furnace was quietly placed, and a ray of inextinguishable golden flame jumped in the furnace.

Now, it has been a full sixty years since he retreated, and the energies on the second page of the Soul Eater Book were exhausted within ten years, and Chen Zhi could only give up the ability on the second page. He came here to practice, but at that time he was already in the realm of the five-level false alchemy of foundation building, and then, Chen Zhi began to consolidate the road of alchemy.

Before forming alchemy, monks often perform solidification, that is to say, slowly transform the liquid spiritual power in the body into a solid state, and this process can be long or short, as short as one or two years, as long as ten years, 20 years or even longer, such as Chen Zhi, it took a full 30 years to continue this process.

In Chen Zhi's view, the more solid the foundation is, the greater the chance of forming alchemy. Everyone understands this truth, but few people can persevere.

Think about it, repeating an action repeatedly, repeating it once, twice is okay, but repeating it a thousand times, ten thousand times, or even a hundred thousand times a million times, no one can stand it.

However, Chen Zhi persevered. He may not have the talent that most people have, and he is not as lucky as some monks who can come across the fairy fate after going around twice, but he has the persistence that these people don't have. , or what could be called paranoia.

Cultivating immortals is to go against the sky. The mediocre can only lead to mediocrity. Chen Zhi's deep-rooted paranoia coincides with the way of heaven. Chen Zhi has not noticed this for the time being. He just paranoidly repeats it over and over again. The steps of Gu Ling continued for 30 years.

The rest of the time, Chen Zhi devoted himself to improving his alchemy and weapon refining skills, preparing for the refining of the Lightless Thunder Spirit Sword after refining the condensed pill and the alchemy.

But now, Chen Zhi's level of alchemy is no less than Master Zhuo's, and he has great confidence in the Ningdan Pill.

"Millennium Grass Spirit Fairy, Millennium Golden Gentian Grass, More than 500-year-old Umbrella Tree Fruit..."

Opening the jade box, Chen Zhi put the medicinal herbs into the wildfire furnace in front of him. Under the golden flame, these medicinal herbs immediately melted into pure medicinal juice, and they were about to fall to the bottom of the furnace.

At this moment, Chen Zhi stretched out his hand to scoop it up, and a wave of spiritual energy immediately wrapped around the concoction, causing him to collapse. Under the wrapping of his spiritual power, the impurities in the concoction were continuously refined, and gradually, this Peng potion, but it turns into a milky white color.

"It's time!" Chen Zhi raised his head, his eyes were eternal, like a bend of stagnant water, the precipitation and accumulation of a century ago allowed him to control his emotions from the heart.

Reaching out a little, a few herbs flew into the cauldron and merged with the previous potion.

After an unknown amount of time, a ray of light suddenly lit up in Chen Zhi's eternal eyes!

It's now!

Chen Zhi raised his hands horizontally, and pinched out more than a dozen formulas in a row. All kinds of fingerings seemed to dance through flowers and butterflies, and lightly brought up phantoms.

However, Chen Zhi's eyes were focused on the wild fire cauldron in front of him.

At this moment, the flames in the cauldron suddenly shot up, and immediately after that, a tempting fragrance floated out from the cauldron, filling the entire cave in the blink of an eye.

"It's finally done!"

Chen Zhi's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to make a move, and suddenly a elixir that was as white as jade and surrounded by golden patterns appeared in his hand.

"Ningdan Pill!" Chen Zhi couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief as he took the elixir.

He didn't expect to succeed once, which was a great encouragement to him. After all, he only had five copies of the ingredients for the Ningdan Pill. Failure of one copy was not only a loss of a large number of spirit stones, but also equal to Let him lose a condensed pill.

However, Chen Zhi knew that this kind of elixir could not maintain a 100% chance of becoming a elixir. His only requirement was to be able to refine three condensed pills. After all, he had three pregnant devils in his hand.

laugh!

A soft sound came from the wildfire furnace, and at the same time, a burning smell came from the furnace.

Looking at the pitch-black pill in front of him, Chen Zhi shook his head with a wry smile.

In the end, he failed twice and refined three Ningdan pills, which was about the same as his original expectation, but Chen Zhi was already very satisfied with this achievement.

You must know that he is now a foundation-level elixir, and there is a [-]% chance of failure, and refining a golden elixir-level elixir has a [-]% chance, which is already a good result for him.

Looking at the three crystal clear milky white condensed pills in the jade box, Chen Zhi's eternal eyes showed a touch of excitement.

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Chen Zhi looked at the seven jade boxes in front of him.