Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Chapter 797 Alchemy

Song Wen returned to Tiancang Mountain and entered the main hall of Shura Sect, hoping to find Yu Wen and obtain the cultivation resources collected in the past six months.

However, before he spoke, Yu Wen spoke first.

"Reporting to the leader, Senior Xuemei has arrived and has been waiting for the leader in the visitor's cave in the back mountain for several days."

"Xue Mei is here!" Song Wen asked in surprise, "Did she tell me what she wanted from me?"

Yu Wen said, "Senior Xuemei didn't say anything clearly."

Song Wendao said, "Then send someone to invite her over."

A moment later, Xue Mei appeared in the main hall.

"Yin Shuo, did the trip to the Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts go smoothly? Did you get rid of Mi Hai?"

Song Wen told a few words about what happened in the Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts.

After hearing this, Xue Mei looked extremely surprised.

"How is this possible! Xu Geng did not ascend smoothly and is stranded in this world? His body was also destroyed?"

"Do you know Xu Geng?" Song Wen asked.

Xue Mei nodded, "Xu Geng and I were monks at the same time. Back then, when I killed the core disciples of the Divine Blood Sect for the "Corpse King's Reincarnation Technique" and was imprisoned by the Divine Blood Sect, he was already at the peak of Yuanying. Cultivation. He is one of the deputy sect masters of the Divine Blood Sect. With the background of the Divine Blood Sect, I originally thought that it was a sure thing that he would succeed in ascending to the upper realm. Unexpectedly, he failed. "

Song Wendao said, "Xu Geng's soul has already reached the state of becoming a god. His failure to ascend may not be due to lack of cultivation, but to another hidden secret."

"It is indeed possible." Xue Mei said, "Maybe something happened."

Seeing that he couldn't get any information from Xue Mei, Song Wen changed the subject and asked.

"Fellow Xuemei Daoist, why are you here this time?"

Xue Mei said, "The elixir for refining the Demonic Soul Breaking Pill has been gathered. I would like to ask you to help me refine the elixir."

Song Wendao said, "Xuemei, with your current cultivation level, you can't use the Demon Soul Breaking Pill yet, so why are you so eager to start refining the pill?"

Xue Mei said, "No matter how you preserve it, the spirit of the elixir will inevitably be somewhat lost. Since you have to refine it sooner or later, why not do it as soon as possible?"

Xue Mei's explanation was somewhat far-fetched, but seeing that she had made up her mind, Song Wen didn't try to persuade her.

"Where do you plan to make elixirs?" Song Wen asked.

Xue Mei said, "Let's stay here on Tiancang Mountain. There is plenty of spiritual energy here, and it is guarded by disciples of the Shura Sect, so you don't have to worry about being disturbed."

Refining elixirs on Tiancang Mountain is exactly what Song Wen meant.

The cooperation between him and Xue Mei has always been smooth, and Xue Mei has never done anything to harm him.

However, people’s hearts are unpredictable and precautions are essential.

If Xue Mei decided to locate the alchemy refining place in a strange place, Song Wen would really have to be careful.

Song Wendao said, "Okay! I will instruct my disciples to prepare the best alchemy room."

Xue Mei handed out a jade slip and said, "This is the recipe for the Demon Soul Breaking Pill. I also ask fellow Taoists to learn more about it so that they can give me some suggestions."

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In the next month, Song Wen and Xue Mei were in the same alchemy room, discussing the refining of the Demon Soul Breaking Pill.

"Yin Shuo, Dead Grass, Golden Marrow Fragrance, Purple Light Vine... I would like you to refine these elixirs, and when the time is right, put the tempered medicinal liquid into my alchemy furnace. "Xuemei said.

After discussion between the two, they decided that it would be too difficult for one person to make the elixir independently.

The two decided to divide the work and cooperate, with Song Wen refining some of the elixir and assisting Xue Mei in refining the elixir.

Song Wendao said, "Xuemei, don't worry, I will live up to your trust."

Xue Mei nodded slightly, raised his hand, and a three-foot-tall alchemy furnace appeared in front of him.

She curled her fingers and a wisp of crimson flame shot out.

The flame fell on the bottom of the furnace and immediately rose up, starting to preheat the alchemy furnace.

This crimson flame is obviously some kind of spiritual fire, and its aura is peaceful, just right for refining elixirs.

Xue Mei took out a black soul bottle, opened the soul bottle, and a demon soul shaped like a lion jumped out.

The demon soul is not willing to sit back and die and become a pill for others. With billowing soul power, he rushed towards Xue Mei.

"Hmph, how dare you do something wrong with a mere demon soul?" Xue Mei snorted coldly, quickly formed several magic seals in his hand, and thrust them into the alchemy furnace.

A strong suction force suddenly came out of the alchemy furnace, trying to drag the demon soul into the alchemy furnace.

The demon soul instinctively mobilizes the soul power to resist the suction of the alchemy furnace.

"Yin Shuo, help me." Xue Mei shouted.

She was worried that a violent attack would damage the demon soul's soul, but she did not attack the demon soul.

When Song Wen heard this, his mind moved, and a torrent of blood appeared in the sky.

The blood surge was like a giant net, covering it and forcing the demon soul into the alchemy furnace.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, and please withdraw your magic weapon." Xue Mei said.

Song Wen followed his words and took back the Blood Sea Seal.

The blood eyebrow technique changed, and the furnace lid flew up and covered the alchemy furnace.

The demon soul suddenly had nowhere to escape. Under the scorching fire, it let out bursts of wailing and kept hitting the alchemy furnace.

The alchemy furnace was shaking and seemed like it might collapse at any time.

After a whole day of refining, the demon soul's aura gradually became weak, and its struggle became weaker.

Seeing this, Xue Mei raised the control furnace cover slightly and poured in three elixirs one after another.

Then comes another long refining process.

January passed in the blink of an eye.

Song Wen put the medicinal liquid tempered by the Purple Light Vine into Xue Mei's pill furnace.

As soon as the liquid medicine entered the furnace, it immediately turned into a purple mist, entangled with the original liquid medicine in the furnace.

At this moment, Xue Mei looked slightly tired, and his eyes had quietly turned red.

She didn't dare to relax at all. Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle. She watched all the subtle changes in the furnace and adjusted the temperature carefully to ensure that every step was accurate.

Suddenly.

There was a roar in the furnace.

Then, the furnace cover shot up to the sky and a puff of black smoke rose up.

The smell of burning instantly filled the entire alchemy room.

A flash of disappointment flashed in Xuemei's eyes, but she soon recovered.

The failure of the first batch of pills was within her expectations.

Xuemei was not in a hurry to open the furnace to refine the pills again. She and Song Wen reviewed the alchemy process several times and adjusted their breathing for a while. After two months, they opened the furnace again.

The second time of alchemy still failed. When the pill was finally condensed, the furnace exploded and failed.

Xuemei's expression became a little gloomy.

She only had three spiritual medicines in total. After two consecutive failures, she was inevitably a little anxious.

"Daoyou Xuemei, do you want to continue refining pills?" Song Wen asked.

A look of determination flashed across Xuemei's eyes.

"Refine!"

Song Wen didn't say anything more. After helping Xuemei review the situation again, he stepped aside and waited for Xuemei to recover his mana before re-opening the furnace.

After refining the pill twice, Song Wen could see it.

With Xuemei's current alchemy skills, the possibility of successfully refining the Demon Soul Breaking Spirit Pill was very low.

However, Xuemei insisted, so Song Wen naturally would not obstruct him.

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