Chapter 457 Ninth Grade Pill Recipe

"Brother Xiao Ling, those guys from the Soul Palace didn't hurt you, did they?" In the room, Xun'er and Xiao Ling lay side by side on the soft bed, the atmosphere was peaceful and warm.

Xun'er gently stretched out her hand, her fingertips brushed across Xiao Ling's perfect and flawless profile like a butterfly, her eyes revealed deep concern and worry, her voice was soft and full of warmth, and people couldn't help but feel moved when they heard it.

Xiao Ling gently held the little hand that was gently caressing his cheek, turned his head, and raised a faint and confident smile at the corner of his mouth. His tone revealed a calm and easygoing tone.

"Don't worry, Xun'er, those rats in the Soul Palace can't do anything to me. After not seeing you for so long, not only have you improved, but I have also practiced very seriously. Whether it is a pharmacist or a cultivator, I have also made considerable progress."

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Ling stretched out his slender fingertips and gently touched the tip of Xun'er's upturned nose. A trace of doting light flashed in his eyes, and then he chuckled. The laughter echoed in the quiet room, full of warmth and doting.

"Brother Xiao Ling, you are naturally the best. I am indeed a little surprised that you can break through to the four-star Dou Zun realm in one fell swoop."

Xun'er gently leaned her head on Xiao Ling's solid shoulders, and her voice was full of sincere admiration and respect.

This was not a temporary expression of her emotions, but a true feeling from the bottom of her heart. Every word seemed to condense her endless trust and pride in Xiao Ling.

Indeed, Xiao Ling's cultivation level improved so fast that it far exceeded Xun'er's expectations. This surprise made her joy in her heart bloom quietly like a flower in spring, becoming more and more brilliant.

Every time Xiao Ling showed his extraordinary talent and strong strength, the voices of those who originally questioned their feelings in the ancient clan gradually dimmed.

As Xiao Ling's achievements became more and more significant, those who once opposed their being together naturally became less and less, until they all became support.

And this once-in-30-year Dan Conference, for Xiao Ling, is not only a stage to prove his own strength, but also an opportunity for him to show his qualifications in front of the people of the ancient clan, so that those people can judge whether he is qualified to be the son-in-law of the ancient clan.

It was also because of the arrival of this grand event that Xun'er was able to temporarily leave the protection of the ancient world, step into the outside world, come to the prosperous Shengdan City, and accompany Xiao Ling.

Of course, this is also inseparable from Xun'er's own efforts. Since she has never wasted her talent for cultivation since she was a child, her strength has long surpassed her peers in the ancient clan, and her combat power is not inferior to that of the elders of the ancient clan.

And this situation has made her voice in the ancient clan increasingly important, and she can do some things more smoothly and unrestrainedly.

It's not that the ancient clan values ​​a champion of the Alchemy Association. In the eyes of ancient races like the ancient clan, a mere champion of the Alchemy Association is really not a great honor.

The ancient clan has a long heritage and profound foundation. They stand at the top of the Douqi Continent and overlook everything in the world.

The title of the champion of the Alchemy Association may be the supreme honor for those ordinary forces and alchemists, but for the ancient clan, it is just a drop in the ocean.

So, in this Alchemy Association, Xiao Ling's winning the championship is not the most important goal. What's more important is to show his strength and style on the stage of this Alchemy Association.

Of course, Xiao Ling is not aware of these views and judgments within the ancient clan.

Even if Xiao Ling would ask about this sometimes, Xun'er would deliberately conceal these things and never mention them in front of Xiao Ling.

She knew very well that if the discussions within the ancient clan were heard by Xiao Ling, it would only bring him unnecessary worries and pressure.

Xun'er's wish was simple. She only hoped that Xiao Ling could keep a free heart, devote himself to what he wanted to do, pursue his dreams, and not be disturbed by the outside world.

However, even if Xun'er kept silent, Xiao Ling could feel her deep affection for him and guess her dedication to him.

The tenderness and care that surrounded him since childhood, even after years of baptism, still did not fade.

Even if they were at the ends of the earth and thousands of miles apart, the emotions that settled in their hearts were like aged wine, becoming more mellow and rich as time went by.

Gazing at Xun'er leaning on his shoulder, Xiao Ling couldn't help but stretch out his arms and gently embrace her in his arms, with endless tenderness and cherishment in his heart.

"With such a beautiful woman by my side, what else can I ask for? This life is enough."

Under Xiao Ling's sudden and tight hug, Xun'er gently adjusted her posture and slowly sat on him.

Her eyes met Xiao Ling's loving eyes, and the same infinite tenderness surged in the depths of her eyes.

At this moment, their eyes met, as if there was a silent language flowing in the air, and their hearts were closely connected at this moment, and their emotions slowly heated up in the quiet space.

At this moment, no more words were needed. Xun'er slowly lowered her head, her hair fell like a waterfall, gently brushing Xiao Ling's cheek, silky and smooth.

As her face gradually approached, the breathing of the two seemed to be intertwined.

At this moment, the two soft lips touched gently and stuck together tightly, as if all emotions were released in this kiss.

With the deep affection at that moment, the atmosphere in the room seemed to become more subtle. Every breath of Xun'er and Xiao Ling became deeper, and the air around them seemed to become warmer.

Xun'er's cheeks were stained with a blush, and her eyes were filled with shyness and passionate emotion.

Xiao Ling's eyes were full of love and desire. He gently raised his hand and unbuttoned the first button on Xun'er's clothes, revealing the delicate skin.

As he moved, Xun'er's clothes fell off one by one, like blooming petals, gradually revealing her flawless body.

The sound of clothes sliding down was particularly clear in the quiet room.

Every piece of clothing that came off seemed to release a bit of restraint in their hearts, bringing them closer to each other.

Their breathing became faster and faster, and their heartbeats echoed like drums in the silent room.

Every movement is full of tenderness and desire, as if they want to integrate each other into their lives.

In this warm and private space, they freely released their love for each other, making this relationship burn even more intensely in the flames of passion.

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"Xun'er, you little girl is really a little goblin who can kill people."

After a long time, the room became quiet again. Xiao Ling gently stroked the beautiful body lying on her chest, with a hint of pampering and helplessness in her tone.

"If you hadn't broken through to the realm of Fighting Saint and needed my protection, I would have punished you well."

His eyes were deep and full of doting, staring at Xun'er who was as docile as a kitten in his arms, and endless tenderness and attachment surged in his heart.

Who would have expected that Xun'er, who always maintained nobility and coolness in the eyes of outsiders, would show a different style in front of Xiao Ling, which was both pure and charming, and full of a different kind of temptation.

If Xiao Ling hadn't been determined, always keeping in mind the limit in his heart, and constantly reminding himself that he couldn't cross the final bottom line, I'm afraid he would have really fallen in front of Xun'er's charm, and accidentally fallen into the whirlpool of desire, making sacrifices. A stupid thing that I regret.

Xun'er raised his head slightly, with a playful light shining in his eyes and a sweet smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

She stretched out her finger, lightly drew circles on Xiao Ling's chest, and said softly: "Brother Xiao Ling, when Xun'er breaks through the Dou Sheng, let's see if you still dare to say this, then Xun'er will bully you. , I won’t give you the chance to bully Xun’er…”

Previously, Xun'er had tried so hard to allow Xiao Ling to release the emotions in her heart.

However, this brother Xiao Ling really went too far. Instead of being sympathetic to her efforts and efforts, he even blamed her.

Could it be that her charm was her fault? After breaking through the Dou Sheng, he must be punished as he deserves.

Xiao Ling smiled softly. He held Xun'er tightly in his arms, his eyes flashing with anticipation and doting: "Okay, then I will wait patiently for my little Xun'er to break through to the realm of fighting saint. Let’s see who is bullying whom.”

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ling once again stretched out his sinful hands and gently slid them on Xun'er's flawless and delicate body like white jade, carefully feeling the grace and tenderness of every curve of hers. .

Under Xiao Ling's sudden touch, Xun'er's cheeks suddenly turned a faint blush, like the sunset.

Her soft and boneless jade hands gently pressed against Xiao Ling's chest, and her voice was as low as a mosquito buzzing, with a bit of shyness and resentment, and she whispered softly: "Brother Xiao Ling, you are such a bad guy..."

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In the elegantly decorated room, soft light shines like flowing water, illuminating every inch of the space.

Exquisite landscape paintings hang on the walls, and several pots of vibrant green plants are placed in the corners, exuding a faint fragrance.

The wooden floor is covered with a thick carpet with complex and simple patterns, adding a bit of warmth and elegance.

In the center of the room, an exquisite chandelier hung down, and the light illuminated the futon in the center.

Xiao Ling sat cross-legged in this soft halo, and his figure looked peaceful and deep against the light.

Following the subtle fluctuations in Xiao Ling's thoughts, a man's body wearing a deep black robe suddenly descended into this quiet secret room.

Above the black robe, there was a shocking hole in the left chest. It was the Venerable Mu Gu who lost his life not long ago due to the fatal blow controlled by Xiao Ling's demon puppet.

As soon as Venerable Mu Gu's body was released from the system space by Xiao Ling, the strong soul body in his body instantly turned into a jet-black stream of light and quickly fled deep underground.

Obviously, he was planning to abandon his body and escape with only his soul.

If he can successfully escape back to the Soul Palace, relying on his status as an elder in the Soul Palace and as an eighth-grade alchemist master, the Soul Palace will pay a certain price to reshape him into a superior body. Say, it's not that difficult.

However, Venerable Mu Gu's eagerness to escape could not come true after all.

Xiao Ling looked at Venerable Mu Gu's soul body escaping hastily, and just curled his lips in disdain, and then calmly took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

With a slight move from him, the light on the Ten Thousand Souls Flag began to flicker, and the light swayed down like moonlight, shining straight in the direction of its escape.

In an instant, the entire dormitory seemed to be enveloped in a strange atmosphere. At the same time, a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling came from within the Ten Thousand Souls Flag. The sound was sharp and harsh, as if thousands of innocent souls were crying and roaring.

Vaguely, even the temperature in the dormitory suddenly dropped a few points, and a slight chill rose from the ground. Ordinary people would be shocked when they saw this scene.

The soul body of Venerable Mu Gu immediately felt a powerful suction force under the light with the soul-capturing function illuminated by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

When he noticed this, Venerable Mu Gu immediately began to resist with all his strength, trying to escape from such restraint.

However, despite his best efforts to escape, he was never able to achieve success.

In the blink of an eye, the light turned into countless illusory hands emitting gleaming white light, and quickly wrapped around the soul body of Venerable Mu Bone, pulling him back towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

At this time, Venerable Mu Gu had long lost his previous desire to escape. Facing this scene, he was filled with only fear.

He watched helplessly as he was being pulled by the illusory hand, approaching the Ten Thousand Souls Flag step by step, as if he saw his fate of being swallowed up, and his heart was filled with despair and helplessness.

The illusory hand condensed by the gloomy energy wrapped around Venerable Mu Gu's soul body like a python, tightly wrapping his entire body, leaving only one left eye, allowing him to peek into the outside world. A move.

As the distance gradually shortened, when Venerable Mu Gu's only left eye saw Xiao Ling holding the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and smiling calmly, his heart completely collapsed, and the uncontrollable fear made him let out a heartbreaking cry. A lung-breaking scream,

"Xiao Ling, your methods are more vicious than the Soul Palace. Everyone has misjudged you! How dare you play with the souls of the dead so unscrupulously. You are the real devil, and you will be punished..."

Before Venerable Mu Gu's frightened scream ended, Xiao Ling impatiently waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand, and the soul body disappeared instantly as if being swallowed by a black hole, and was sucked into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and disappeared. in the bottom space.

"My methods may indeed be cruel, but they still pale in comparison to the cruelty of your Soul Palace. Your unbridled slaughter of living beings is truly inhumane."

Xiao Ling then curled his lips, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, and couldn't help but complain.

"Moreover, I have never boasted that I am a kind person. As for how others judge me, that is other people's business and has nothing to do with me."

Xiao Ling waved his hand lightly, and the Ten Thousand Souls Flag was safely put into his arms.

He thought in his mind that after all, Venerable Mu Gu was an eighth-level alchemist during his lifetime, so why not refine him into a puppet specializing in alchemy and retain his alchemy skills during his lifetime.

Anyway, when he had free time, Xiao Ling learned many secret techniques for refining puppets from Xiao Diao.

It is not difficult for him to refine Venerable Mu Gu into a puppet capable of refining alchemy while retaining his skills in refining alchemy.

In the future, he can be used as an efficient alchemy tool in Xingyun Pavilion. In this way, it can be regarded as a punishment for all his evil deeds during his lifetime, and it can also give the original medicine dust a breath of bad breath.

Although Han Feng backstabbed Yao Chen in the past, it was because of his nature. Han Feng himself was a mean-spirited person, a white-eyed wolf who was unfamiliar with him.

However, Venerable Mu Gu’s instigation of dissension was also indispensable, which led to the original tragedy.

Perhaps without the intervention of Lord Mu Gu, Han Feng's betrayal might not have come so quickly, but his nature ultimately determined that it would be difficult for him to resist the temptation of the outside world.

Yao Chen's teaching and dedication to Han Feng became worthless under the instigation of Master Mu Gu, which ultimately led to the tragedy of master and disciple turning against each other.

After Yao Chen was resurrected, he did not take action against Venerable Mu Gu due to various karma. But now, Xiao Ling has encountered this person. Perhaps this is a cycle of cause and effect, a manifestation of unhappiness in retribution?

After properly handling matters related to Venerable Mu Gu's soul body, Xiao Ling paid no more attention to it. His eyes refocused and fell coldly on the still body of Venerable Mu Gu.

Xiao Ling slowly stretched out his palm, and in an instant, a suction force suddenly surged out from his palm, as if forming an invisible vortex, with a strong pulling force.

I saw Xiao Ling's eyes condensed, and then he pulled hard, and the high-level Na ring on Venerable Mu Gu's finger seemed to be irresistibly summoned. It instantly broke away from his fingertips, turned into a stream of light, and was directly Xiao Ling took it into his palm.

Xiao Ling gently held the storage ring, and could feel that it was faintly emitting unique soul fluctuations, which was enough to show that the quality of this storage ring was high. It must have contained many precious things.

However, it is reasonable to think about it. As a highly qualified eighth-level alchemist, Venerable Mu Gu must have accumulated a lot of wealth over the years. Naturally, he also collected a lot of rare medicinal materials, as well as various high-level skills and fighting skills secrets.

Xiao Ling thought so in his heart, and then his soul power poured into the ring like a tide.

With Xiao Ling's powerful soul power at this moment, he easily broke through the restrictions on the ring, and then explored the rich treasures contained in it.

"Tsk, tsk, there are even ninth-grade elixir prescriptions. The collection of Venerable Mu Gu is indeed extraordinary." Xiao Ling raised his eyebrows, a hint of unexpected surprise flashed in his eyes, and whispered to himself.

As he expected, the treasures in the ring were dazzling, and one of the elixir recipes with a faint golden light caught his attention. It was actually a recipe for a ninth-grade elixir.

If such a precious treasure were to be spread to the outside world, it would surely trigger a frenzy of competition among countless alchemists. It could be called a peerless treasure. As a Dou Zun, it was a great opportunity for Master Mu Gu to possess such a treasure. (End of this chapter)