Chapter 1339: Evil Cultivator in Fog Valley

After listening to what Liang Yuzhu said, Zixuan still didn't trust her own alchemy skills and thought that she couldn't make the best elixir. She said unconvinced: "Look! I made these all, it took a lot of time." It’s a lot of work!”

Zixuan said, casually taking out the stone jar from the storage bag, which was full of top-quality Holy Spirit Pills.

Everyone glanced at it and were all shocked!

Lu Binglan thought she would take out a few pill bottles, but she didn't expect that she would use a heavy container like a stone jar. With so many top-quality Holy Spirit pills, she could probably hold more than a hundred bottles!

Liang Yuzhu's eyes widened when she saw it. She dispersed her consciousness and observed carefully. Sure enough, it was a round and round top-quality Holy Spirit Pill! Among them, there is no middle-grade or top-grade one, and the quality is quite good.

Liang Yuzhu sighed and said, "Sister Zixuan, are you really the one who refined it? Junior brother! Could it be that it was made by you?"

Ye Ling smiled calmly: "It was indeed refined by Zixuan. As the saying goes, great teachers make great disciples! I asked her to specifically refine the elixir of the best Holy Spirit Pill. Over time, she gradually became proficient in the alchemy technique."

"I admire you, I admire you!" Liang Yuzhu flew forward and took the stone jar with a smile: "I said that sister Zixuan is extremely talented in alchemy! She is a disciple of the alchemy master. In terms of alchemy attainments, she is naturally It's a thousand miles away! But I'm curious, why don't you use an elixir bottle to hold it in a stone vat?"

Zixuan's face turned red. She didn't have the nerve to say that there were too many elixirs being refined and the elixir bottle couldn't hold it, so she dug out the stone wall of the cave and made it into a container! So Zixuan pushed Ye Ling's back and asked the master to explain.

Ye Ling coughed dryly and said, "That's right. As the saying goes, simplicity is as great as clumsiness! Use the most primitive stone materials to store a large amount of top-quality elixirs in order to absorb the essence of the sun, the moon, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth!"

Liang Yuzhu nodded as if he understood: "But from the appearance point of view, it is better to use jade bottles! Otherwise, if so many top-quality elixirs are sold at a stall, the price will definitely not be high!"

Wang Shiyuan also said: "As the saying goes, things are rare and valuable. You can't take out so many at once. Firstly, it will be difficult to sell, and secondly, it will be easy to be targeted by the treasure-hunting monks! I will go forward now. Let’s see if there are any ice spirit rocks? Make some crystal clear pill bottles!”

Tianji envoy Han Wanrong has been in the Northern Wasteland for a long time. Tianji Villa has jurisdiction over several ice spirit mines. She is very familiar with the spirit mineral rocks on the ice sheet. She only needs to take a look at the mountain topography and the thickness of the ice. Determine whether there is Bingling mineral rock inside.

Han Wanrong walked with her sword, looked around, and helped Wang Shiyuan search everywhere. After walking for hundreds of miles, she finally saw a mountain ridge in the distance. The rock walls on the ridge were shining with crystal brilliance under the sunlight.

Han Wanrong pointed in the distance and said: "Look! On the mountain ridge in the southeast, there must be Bingling mineral rock. Although the quality is not very good, it is more than enough to make utensils such as jade bottles!"

"I'll go right away! You guys wait here." Wang Shiyuan flew to the top of the mountain on the wind eagle!

Zixuan on the shuttle reminded Ye Ling through the sound transmission from her spiritual consciousness: "That mountain range is not an unclaimed land, there are formations in it!"

When Ye Ling heard this, he immediately took the flying shuttle and caught up with his senior brother's wind sculpture until he reached the top of the mountain. Looking down, he saw a deep valley. Not only were formations arranged, but also rising from the bottom. Red mist!

Wang Shiyuan was about to go to the top of the mountain and cut off the Bingling mineral rock with the Wood Spirit Flying Sword. He saw the red mist filling the valley and the mountain-protecting formation. He was surprised and said: "There are still people living in this barren mountain! We Just dig some Bingling mineral rocks up there, don’t go down there and cause trouble.”

Wang Shiyuan always felt that there was something wrong with the red mist. It seemed to have the smell of blood. Even his mount Fengdiao was a little uneasy. He knew that the people in the valley were not easy to mess with, so he planned to quickly dig a few pieces of ice spirit ore and go back. Not here. Make more stops.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the red mist in the valley billowed, and a red python more than a hundred feet soared into the sky!

On top of the snake's body, two monks stood, their bodies filled with blood-evil aura, their eyes fierce, staring at the uninvited guests who had entered the mountain.

In particular, the monk in black robe looked at Wang Shiyuan's horse, the Wind Eagle, with a greedy look on his face. Even the red python under his feet was spitting out letters, and the lantern-like eyes of the snake reflected the Wind Eagle. He seemed to have an instinct for the Wind Eagle. Disgusted!

The other man was tall and fat, with a full face and a pair of pumpkin hammers in his hands. He was not interested in Ye Ling, Wang Shiyuan or Feng Diao. He only stared at Zixuan behind Ye Ling and said with a ferocious smile: " What a rare visitor! Our brothers have been cultivating in this valley for decades and have never seen such a stunning woman! If I capture this and give it to my eldest brother, it will be of great benefit to you and my brother in the future!"

The black-robed monk rolled his eyes strangely and threatened with a ferocious expression: "Young man! Leave the mount behind. I will spare your life and stay in the valley as a slave!"

Wang Shiyuan saw that the two of them were only in the late stage of Jindan and dared to talk nonsense here. He couldn't help but sneered: "Just the two of you? I'm not afraid of Feng Da's tongue flashing!"

While he was talking, Wang Shiyuan rode the wind sculpture, swung his sacred wooden staff, and hit the red python hard!

The black-robed monk seemed to have disappeared, only waiting for the brothers beside him to take action.

Hearing the sound of gold and iron, the fat and strong man's golden melon hammer opened Wang Shiyuan's sacred wooden staff. Wang Shiyuan's arm was numb from the shock!

At the same time, the red python opened its bloody mouth, trying to devour the wind eagle and the people together.

The wind eagle stretched out its sharp claws, flew through the air, and pecked at the lantern-like snake eyes of the red python. The two beasts fought together!

Wang Shiyuan used the Wood Spirit Flying Sword again, stepping on the light of the sword, feeling fearful in his heart. It seemed that this strong man was quite powerful, he was indeed a powerful enemy!

Ye Ling and Zixuan arrived in a shuttle, and Zixuan whispered: "I have secretly set up a barrier to seal the valley, and none of them can escape!"

Ye Ling nodded and directly used the Shura Demon Sword to fight against the black-robed monk!

When the black-robed monk saw that he had sacrificed the demonic thing, the greed in his eyes became even stronger, and he praised: "What a demonic sword! This sword belongs to me!"

As he spoke, the black-robed monk muttered words, pointed and made a hand gesture, and his figure turned into a black smoke. After rising, a black shadow of ten feet tall appeared, and the sword light in his hand also rose into the sky. He made a sword shadow and slashed at Ye Ling with the shadow of his giant sword!

This was the first time Ye Ling encountered such an opponent. It seemed real and illusory, like a ghost shadow. .

Ye Ling didn't dare to be negligent. He waved the Shura Demonic Sword and slashed out the Wild Fire Slash!

In an instant, the bright sword light, accompanied by the surging flames, met the shadow of the black-robed monk's giant sword!