Painting of the Nine Immortals

Chapter 1841 Cheng Dan

In the jungle, Ling Xian frowned, if he remembered correctly, the head of the Mei family has only one daughter, Mei Yanrou.

In other words, something happened to Mei Yanrou.

At the moment, he frowned and asked, "What happened to Fairy Mei?"

"Fight against a monster and lose in the end." The head of the Mei family sighed.

"Who can suppress Fairy Mei?" Ling Xian's eyes flashed with surprise.

Although he has never fought against Mei Yanrou, he is sure that this woman is the top talent of the Big Dipper, and even if she is compared to the Holy Son of the True Immortal Family, she will not be inferior.

However, he was severely injured by one person. It is conceivable how powerful that person was.

"This person's name is Shu Shengtian, a monster born out of nowhere. He has challenged everywhere to become famous. Before the little girl, the shadow of the Ning family had already been defeated by this person." The head of the Mei family sighed.

"The Shadow of the Ning Family has also lost?"

Ling Xianjian frowned. He had played against the shadow of the Ning family, and knew that it was an extremely powerful monster, especially Fengling Sanjian, and even he had to be treated with caution.

However, the shadow of the Ning family was defeated by the hand of Shushengtian, which at least can prove that this person is an existence beyond the extreme realm.

"Yeah, this person has never been defeated since he was born. Whether it is a famous Tianjiao or a veteran powerhouse, he is not his opponent."

The head of the Mei Family sighed and said, "Now, only you and the Holy Son of the True Immortal Family can fight him."

"Book Saint Heaven..."

Ling Xianxing narrowed her eyes, took the name to heart, and then asked, "How is Fairy Mei's injury?"

"Near death."

"The Sage of Books and Heaven's cultivation method is unique. Those who are injured by him will gradually become more injured. What's more terrifying is that ordinary methods of healing are useless at all."

"As of now, only the flowers in the past can save Yan Rou."

"However, the dead flower has already been in half, and the efficacy of the medicine is greatly reduced. It is difficult for the little girl to recover."

The head of the Mei family sighed deeply, unable to hide his despair.

Ling Xian's brows also wrinkled tightly,

But soon, it relaxes.

He looked at the bleak-eyed head of the Mei family, and said warmly, "As long as the medicinal effects of the flowers are not compromised, Fairy Mei can be cured, right?"

"It's natural, but the rebirth flower has already been in two halves, so it's impossible to have the full medicinal effect." The head of the Mei family showed a bitter expression on his face.

"It's true that the flower of the past that has been split in half has no complete medicinal effect, but what if it is refined into an elixir?" Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"Refining into a medicinal pill?"

The eyes of the head of the Mei family lit up, but soon they dimmed again.

"Pills can indeed exert the full medicinal power of the flowers of the past, but Master Ling doesn't know anything about it."

"There are several magical medicines in this world that are difficult to refine into pills, and the Flower of Life is one of them. Even a great master of the pill path may not be able to refine them into pills."

The head of the Mei family sighed, already desperate.

"I know, but if others can't, it doesn't mean I can't either."

Ling Xian smiled. As a great master of the Dan Dao, how could he not know that the flowers of the past are difficult to refine into pills? He proposed this method because he was sure.

"Master Ling, don't be kidding, it's very difficult to refine into pills, even if it's the grand master of pills..."

The head of the Mei family was talking, suddenly stopped, and then looked up at Ling Xian, and said in a trembling voice: "You... you are the great master of the Pill Dao?"

"I never brag. Even if I want to brag, it will be divided into occasions. I won't make fun of Fairy Mei's life."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, her confident demeanor illuminated Tianyu.

It is indeed very difficult for an ordinary great master to make pills from the flowers of the dead, but he is a descendant of the Pill Immortal, so how can an ordinary great master be able to compare?

"Master Ling, are you really okay?" The head of the Mei family was excited.

"I don't dare to say 100% sure, but 70% still have it."

Ling Xian pondered for a while and said, "Take me to see Fairy Mei first."

"Okay, let's go back now." The head of the Mei family nodded again and again, then flew into the air and flew towards the Mei family.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

Mei's house, in the fragrant boudoir.

Mei Yanrou lay flat on the bed, her pretty face was pale, her star eyes were tightly closed, and she was already in a severe coma.

Or in other words, on the verge of death.

A wisp of black energy gushed out from her seven orifices, as if she had been cursed, and time was running out.

"What a domineering technique..."

Feeling the strangeness and power of the black qi, Ling Xianjian frowned and was quite shocked.

He has been practicing Taoism for many years, and he has seen many powerful spells. Even the most powerful heavenly arts, he has seen three or four kinds, but none of them can compare to this one.

It's not that this skill is the strongest, but in terms of destructive power, this skill is undoubtedly the most domineering.

"If it weren't for this, how could Yanrou be on the verge of death?" The head of the Mei family sighed, looking at Mei Yanrou with distressed eyes.

"Three days, with Fairy Mei's current situation, she can last for three days at most."

Ling Xian frowned, knowing that Mei Yanrou was on the verge of life and death, and it was urgent.

At the moment, he looked at the head of the Mei family and said, "Give me the flowers of the past, I hope you can make it in time."

Hearing this, the head of the Mei family said nothing, and took out the flower of the past that was split in half.

He had no choice but to choose to trust Ling Xian.

"Don't worry, I will try my best."

Feeling the hope of the master of the Mei family, Ling Xian's expression turned solemn, and then took out the cauldron and threw the flowers into it.

Bang!

Shenhuo appeared, and the law was printed, Ling Xian was engrossed in it, daring not to be careless.

There is no way, it is difficult to refine the flowers into pills, even if he is 70% sure, he can't relax.

"Hopefully, he can do it..."

Looking at Ling Xian, who was focusing on alchemy, the head of the Mei family muttered to himself, nervous and expecting.

Time passed like this, and a day later, the cauldron suddenly vibrated, not about to become a pill, but about to burst.

This made the head of the Mei family pale in shock, and Ling Xian was also moved.

The dead flower is the only hope to save Mei Yanrou, if it dissipates, Mei Yanrou will surely die.

Immediately, Ling Xian raised his hand to seal, and used Dan Xian's secret.

Suddenly, the cauldron no longer vibrated, and the crisis was relieved, but there was still no hope of Chengdan.

It is too difficult for the flowers to become elixir, even if they have been turned into essence powder, it is difficult to mix them into elixir.

"Master, can you do it?" The head of the Mei family glanced at Ling Xian cautiously, his palms sweaty.

"Do your best."

Ling Xian sighed softly, her eyes turned firm, Mei Yanrou had saved his life, and he couldn't just watch her die.

At the moment, he changed his printing method and used another miraculous technique created by Dan Xian.

This method is specially aimed at the situation where it is impossible to become a pill, and it is Ling Xian's last trump card.

And when he activated this method, the powder of the rebirth flower suddenly gathered together, and there was a faint sign of condensing into a pill.

This lifted Ling Xian's spirits and tried his best to activate the secret technique.

Gradually, a golden elixir the size of a longan appeared. Although it was only a prototype, it was enough to show that Mei Yanrou was saved.

"I finally saw hope."

Ling Xian breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not dare to be careless.

After half a day, the medicinal pill was completely formed, and at this point, he was relieved.

"Fortunately not humiliated."

Ling Xian let out a long sigh of relief, and a golden elixir burst out, releasing a dazzling light.

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