Chapter 1939 Purple Soul Pill

"Boss, in Tianminghai's treasury, apart from these five-level and four-level medicinal ingredients, have you obtained any high-level medicinal ingredients?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed brightly.

"A high-grade pill material?"

"There are several six-level medicinal materials!"

Xiaojiao didn't say it, Mo Wentian almost forgot it, but when Xiaojiao said it, Mo Wentian remembered it instantly.

"Buzz..."

Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, with a thought, several elixir plants shining with purple light appeared.

With the appearance of these elixirs, a strong medicinal fragrance permeated the air instantly.

"Boss, this..."

"This is the material of the sixth-level elixir?"

Seeing these pills appearing, Xiaojiao was taken aback for a moment, came back to his senses, and couldn't help saying.

"That's right, this is the elixir for refining the Purple Soul Pill!"

"Once the sixth-level purple soul pill is refined, swallowing it can improve the soul!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious.

"Purple Soul Pill can improve the soul?"

"Boss, how much can swallowing a purple soul pill improve a person's soul?"

Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian, and an incomparably bright light instantly rose in his eyes.

Although Xiaojiao's cultivation base has reached the realm of Tianzun's perfection, his spirit has not yet reached a thousand feet.

This is also one of the reasons why Xiaojiao's cultivation failed to break through to the realm of the Emperor of Heaven.

The improvement of cultivation level is closely related to the soul. If Xiaojiao's soul can be raised to the limit of the soul of the Heavenly Venerable Realm, what he lacks is strength if he wants to break through.

"I don't know exactly how much a purple soul pill can improve the soul!"

"This is promoted according to the soul of different people!"

Mo Wentian frowned slightly, and said in a low voice.

"Boss..."

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"It's time to start refining this Purple Soul Pill!"

The next moment, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a bright light.

"Boss, are you going to start refining the Purple Soul Pill?"

As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, Huantian's figure flashed, landed in front of Mo Wentian, stretched out his furry paws, and scratched his head.

"Um!"

"This furnace must be refined to produce Bahen's Purple Soul Pill!"

A sonorous and forceful voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

As he said that, Mo Wentian quickly shot countless seal formulas towards the Yanshen cauldron with both hands.

After countless seal formulas were played, Mo Wentian's figure flashed behind him, and in the void, there was only the Flame God Cauldron left.

"Ask the Celestial Lord, is this furnace refining Purple Soul Pill?"

At this moment, Ji Wujing looked at the only Yanshen cauldron in the void that was still refining the elixir, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"That's right, this is refining the Purple Soul Pill!"

"For the protection of the emperor, this furnace will not only refine ten-scarred ones, but at least eight-scarred ones!"

Regarding Ji Wujing, Mo Wentian did not hide anything.

After all, he had dealt with Ji Wujing many times in the ancient ruins, and he also came to this world of immortals. It has to be said that Ji Wujing helped him a lot.

Ji Wujing's current situation in Ji Tianjie is very bad, and Mo Wentian also wants to improve Ji Wujing's strength.

In Mo Wentian's heart, he also trusts Ji Wujing very much, so it's okay to tell him about the refining of the Purple Soul Pill.

"Bang bang bang..."

After finishing speaking, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged again, and made seals one by one in his hands.

In the void, except for the Flame God Cauldron that was refining the elixir, the other ninety-nine Flame God Cauldrons disappeared.

Immediately, Mo Wentian focused all his attention on the Flame God Cauldron that was refining the elixir.

"Purple Soul Pill, success!"

"Ningdan!"

A series of cold shouts resounded in the void instantly.

Following Mo Wentian's cold shout, the speed of printing the seal formula in his hand became faster and faster.

"Bang bang bang..."

A burst of bang bang bang sounded, and in the flame god cauldron, a strong fragrance of medicinal pills permeated instantly.

At the same time, over the main hall of the Heaven Devouring God Realm, an incomparably bright purple awn shot straight into the sky.

Looking from a distance, the Heaven Devouring God Realm Great Hall at this moment is shrouded in purple light, as if it is a palace in the sky.

In an instant, the eyes of countless disciples from the Heaven Devouring God Realm were all looking in the direction of the Great Hall of the Devouring God Realm.

"What a bright purple awn? Where have I seen this purple awn?"

"Didn't it mean that the World Lord was refining the pill in the hall? Could it be that the rumored Purple Soul Pill was successfully refined?"

"Purple Soul Pill? Are you talking about the Purple Soul Pill that can directly improve people's soul?"

"Purple Soul Pill is a sixth-level elixir, and the world master can even refine a sixth-level elixir?"

"The World Lord has refined the Purple Soul Pill. No one has refined this Purple Soul Pill in the entire Celestial Immortal Realm for a long time. I think it will cause a sensation!"

...

A strong medicinal scent came, and the figures immediately started talking.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of explosions resounded again.

"Purple Soul Pill, come out!"

With a cold drink, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and he slapped directly on the Yanshen cauldron with his palm.

Following Mo Wentian's palm, the lid on the Flame God Cauldron instantly opened.

Two Purple Soul Pills shot out from the Flame God Cauldron in an instant.

"Two Purple Soul Pills?"

"Ask the Celestial Lord to refine two Purple Soul Pills in one furnace?"

Looking at the two purple soul pills shining with bright purple awns in the void, Ji Wujing not far away, his eyes were full of surprise.

"Young master, the scent of the medicine on these two purple soul pills is so strong, it should at least reach the level of seven marks!"

Jiming gasped, and couldn't help saying.

"Seven marks?"

"You can see clearly, this is not the purple soul pill with seven scars, but the purple soul pill with nine pill scars!"

Ji Wujing's eyes widened in an instant, and he looked at the Purple Soul Pill.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at Ji Ming's body, you can't help but take a few steps back, and the sight in his eyes is even more impressive.

Even though he is the young master of Ji Tianjie, he has never even seen this purple soul pill, let alone heard of it.

In front of him, Mo Wentian refined two Purple Soul Pills at once, and they were also Purple Soul Pills with Nine Pill Marks. How could he not be shocked?

"There are only two Purple Soul Pills, it's still a little short!"

Na na muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a gloomy look.

It seems that he is still somewhat dissatisfied with the two refined Purple Soul Pills.

Ji Wujing and the others did not hear such words, if they heard them, they would have to find a hole in the ground and get in immediately.

Not to mention them, even if it is Dan Yao, the direct disciple of Emperor Dan, he would feel ashamed.

Mo Wentian refined two Nine Marks Purple Soul Pills in one go, such alchemy ability, even if it is called evildoer, is not enough to describe it.

"My cultivation is still too bad!"

"If my cultivation base has reached the realm of Tianzun, and there are six-level raw materials, it will definitely not be a problem if I want to refine ten marks!"

But the next moment, he seemed to think of something, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably bright light.

"receive!"

Immediately, Mo Wentian let out a cold shout, waved his hand, and put all the two Purple Soul Pills into his pocket.

"Miss, this Mo Wentian is really too strong!"

And at this moment, Ying'er also recovered from the shock, and couldn't help saying.

"He is a man of destiny, how could he be an ordinary man!"

A gleam flashed in Mo Qingqing's eyes.