Chapter 3890: Tempered body

Lu Yi completely let go of his spiritual thoughts, observing the slightest changes in the great fortune cauldron.

The process of condensing pills was very fast and smoother than Lu Yi imagined.

quickly.

"Dan is done!"

Lu Yi stretched out his hand, and a golden spirit pill appeared in Lu Yi's hand.

Lu Yi was a little excited. Although this golden core hadn't reached the eighth rank, it was much stronger than the fake golden core he had refined before.

Moreover, after refining this spiritual pill, Lu Yi not only did not feel exhausted, but also felt very comfortable.

"Unexpectedly, this great fortune cauldron also tempers divine consciousness and strengthens the power of divine soul. If I temper the sword intent with divine consciousness, the method of divine consciousness transforming sword can become stronger." Lu Yi It's hard to conceal the excitement inside.

Lu Yi hurriedly took this fake golden pill into Ming Lu'er's mouth.

"This is a pseudo-golden pill. Its efficacy is a hundred times stronger than that of a seventh-ranked heavenly pill. You are only a fifth-rank golden fairyland. It is difficult to withstand the violent effects of the medicine, so you can't be impatient, and you must gradually recover your strength." Say.

Ming Lu'er nodded her head: "Well, I know!"

"Well, I will help you seal a part of the medicinal power first, and then slowly refine it after your cultivation level is restored."

After that, Lu Yi once again invaded Ming Lu'er with his own divine power to help her resolve the medicinal power of the pseudo-jindan.

Lu Yi himself was shocked when he felt the surging medicinal power.

It seems that Lu Yi has greatly improved his alchemy.

Not the kind of improvement in the level of the pill, but the improvement in the quality of the pill!

If Lu Yi refined the first-rank, second-rank, third-rank and seventh-rank elixirs at this time, he would find that the efficacy and quality of the elixirs of any grade were far superior to before.

In other words, although the 8-Rank Golden Immortal has not been truly refined at the moment, this extremely powerful pseudo-golden pill may be infinitely close to the 8-Rank!

If compared with some weaker quality eighth-grade golden cores, Lu Yi's fake golden cores might be even better.

Thinking of this, Lu Yi felt a pity.

At the moment, all the magical elixir is used on Ming Lu'er. If I had sent Ming Lu'er in, I would have remembered that she was pregnant with Liujia, and guard against it. At this time, this fake golden pill would Will enter Lu Yi's belly.

With such a fake golden pill, it might not be a problem to break through the Ninth-Rank Golden Immortal.

But at this time, there was no chance to refine another golden core.

Looking at the empty space ring, Lu Yi knew that after going out this time, he must find a way to get some treasures back.

In the future, not only to feed the black armored battleship space, but also to feed the gods of good fortune, this is not easy.

Ming Lu'er still needs some time to refine the pseudo-jindan. In order to avoid another accident, Lu Yi did not rush out of the black armored battleship space.

Simply, just study the gods of good fortune here.

Lu Yi put his spiritual thoughts in the cauldron, and then ignited the true fire of Samadhi, like refining a spiritual pill, tempering his spiritual thoughts.

"Huajian!"

Lu Yi gave a low voice.

The divine mind turned into a sword intent in the **** of good fortune. After being tempered by the samādhi fire, Lu Yi felt the tingling pain from the sea of ​​spiritual knowledge.

But Lu Yi did not give up tempering, because in the process, Lu Yi could clearly feel that the sword intent was constantly increasing.

That kind of enhancement not only gave Lu Yi a lot of insight into sword intent, but also felt a sense of abruptness in the use of divine consciousness.

"Divine mind can be tempered, can a divine body be tempered?" Lu Yi suddenly had a bold idea.

Then, with a thought, Lu Yi turned the Great Fortune Cauldron into a huge black cauldron, and then jumped into it.

"happy!"

The real fire of Samadhi burned the divine body, the bones and muscles became tougher, and I could even feel that the divine power of the seven turns was slowly working hard.

"What a powerful **** of good fortune, really a heaven-defying treasure!" Lu Yi was already happy from ear to ear.

With this tempering, coupled with the blessing of the black armored battleship space, Lu Yi didn't need to do almost anything. After training himself for thousands of years, he was afraid that his realm would go to the sky directly after he left.

But things were not as simple as Lu Yi thought.

After Lu Yi jumped into the Great Fortune Cauldron, his mind was consumed extremely fast, and within a few minutes, he could no longer maintain the form of the sword.

In an instant, Lu Yi's face became extremely pale, and the divine consciousness in the sea of ​​spiritual knowledge was almost exhausted.

Lu Yi quickly jumped out of the **** of good fortune.

"What a terrible loss!" Lu Yi was really taken aback.

At this time, Yang Jian's voice sounded in Lu Yi's ears: "Master Daoist is too impatient. Although the Great Fortune Cauldron is very powerful, your current cultivation base is limited. Refining some spirit pills may be easy and casual. But it is still difficult for the time being to refine the divine body and mind."

"What do you mean?"

"Master Daoist does not know that the true fire of Samadhi is the number one divine fire in the ten thousand realms. With the addition of divine things such as the divine cauldron of good fortune, no matter what you refine, there will be qualitative changes. That is, the stronger the refined things, the more terrifying the consumption."

Lu Yi felt helpless, and said, "But I didn't refine anything very strong. How come it consumes such a huge amount?"

"Master Daoist, please don't say such things. Your physique is so defying. If you have been trained in the gods of good fortune for thousands of years, who can be your opponent in the world?"

After saying this, Yang Jian murmured again: "At the beginning, Taishang Daojun only practiced a monkey for seven or forty-nine days, and he made a great sage, let alone a existence like you..."

Yang Jian talked about this with a lingering fear.

Lu Yi also roughly understands what this is all about, so I won’t think too much about it for the time being, but Lu Yi still wants to know if he refines it for seven to seven forty-nine days in the **** of good fortune, it will be one. What result?

This idea has been lingering in Lu Yi's mind.

Lu Yi thought to himself that one day in the future, after his cultivation level and spiritual consciousness are improved, he must temper himself well.

Unable to temper the divine body, Lu Yi can only honestly temper the magic sword.

After recovering some of the power of the divine mind, Lu Yi once again turned the divine mind into a sword intent and tempered it in the **** of good fortune.

As the sword intent became stronger and stronger, Lu Yi's divine consciousness was rapidly increasing.

If Lei Mingzi and Yue Wu were standing here at this time, they would be shocked.

Because Lu Yi's spiritual thoughts far exceeded the strength that the golden fairy realm could possess.

Not to mention the ruthless people who can perfectly suppress the top three of the Holy Infant Cave, even if Master Lei Mingzi takes the shot himself, I am afraid that he will not be able to take the slightest advantage in spirituality.

One year passed quickly, and Lu Yi almost tempered the magic sword to its limit.

At this moment, Ming Lu'er also ended her retreat.

"Eight-Rank, break it for me!"