This furnace of "Ga Xuan Dan" Su Yang not only succeeded, but also obtained a special-grade Gaa Xuan Dan, two first-class, and the rest were all third-class, nine elixirs, which can be said to be extremely successful.

Even a sophisticated Taoist alchemist who has been immersed in the Taoist alchemy for more than a hundred years will be a matter of luck to refine special elixirs.

Generally speaking, if a third-grade Taoist alchemist refines the "Gaxuan Pill", about ten furnaces make pills. Taking the successful condensation of all ten Dao Pills in each furnace as an example, you will be lucky enough to get five to six special-grade Gaaxuan Pills.

But don’t underestimate the quality differences between similar Dao Dans. The medicinal effects of fourth-class elixirs are often less than 30% of the special-class elixirs. If those types of monks use to break through bottlenecks and impact higher realms, the quality of the quality is already involved in increasing the success rate during the breakthrough process. This shows the importance of the quality of Dao Dan.

From Yu Yueling's alchemy essay, we can see that he had never refined special Dao Pills in his first rank in the first rank of Dao Alchemist, and even the first-class Dao Pills had only refined three.

Su Yang had only been involved in the alchemist's journey. When he was refining the most difficult Jixuan Pill in the first-grade Taoist Pill, he refined one special level and two first-class ones. In addition to envying others' good luck, it was inseparable from the Qinghuangdan and the true energy of the sky he mastered.

The elixir was completed, and Su Yang waved his hand and suddenly there was a traction force that led out the nine Xuanjiuans condensed from the elixir furnace, all of which were put in a jade bottle that Su Yang had prepared long ago.

"Brother Su, the second time you refine the Juxuan Pill, you have already made nine pills, and there is actually one special pill."

Yu Yueling had already smelled the fragrance of pills outside. Until Su Yang collected the pills, he could no longer help but rush in. At this moment, the afterglow of the elixir had not dissipated. With the eyes of his third-grade Taoist alchemist, he naturally saw the mystery. In addition to his emotion, he was really impressed by Su Yang's talent for alchemy.

The brother Su Yang in front of him was simply a natural Taoist alchemist. After only a long time of contact with Taoist alchemist, he not only refined the Xuan Ju Dan, but also produced a special pill and two first-class pills after condensing the pill. To be honest, even if Yu Yueling immediately refines a furnace of Xuan Ju Dan, he would not be able to guarantee that he could condense such high-quality pills.

"I'm lucky when I see you, my brother laughed." Su Yang smiled. He couldn't explain his high talent in alchemy, so he could only lead the aisle with just one sentence.

"You are the most talented Taoist alchemist I have ever met, no doubt about it."

Yu Yueling said seriously: "With your talent, it may only take three or five years to advance to the third grade. If you accumulate some experience and resources, you will have no problem to become a fourth grade Taoist alchemist within ten years."

It is not easy to improve the level of Taoist alchemist. In addition to certain requirements for personal cultivation, the most important thing is to accumulate enough experience through continuous alchemy. The difficulty of promotion is no less than that of a monk who can break through to the great realm, and even more transcendent.

In the world of cultivation, it is not difficult to find a powerful person with the ability to transform the gods, but it is extremely difficult to find a Taoist alchemist with a sixth grade or above.

You can say without any arbitrary point that the growth of any Taoist alchemist is accumulated by huge amounts of spiritual medicine.

Therefore, even though the Dao Alchemist has a bright future, it is also the most costly. There are definitely many cultivators who have lost all their money in order to be promoted to the Dao Alchemist level in the cultivation world.

Su Yang just smiled faintly when he was affirming Yu Yueling. He knew very well why he had the talent in refining Taoist elixirs. This was a secret that could not be told to anyone. It was not that he did not believe in Yu Yueling, but that he might not be a good thing to tell the latter. In the future, it might also implicate him.

"Brother, now my level of first-class Taoist alchemist has been consolidated. I don't plan to continue for the time being. I'm leaving."

Yu Yueling was not too surprised to hear that Su Yang was leaving. This was a matter of time. As a third-grade Dao Alchemist, he knew very well that the huge amount of resources needed to advance from a first-grade Dao Alchemist to a second-grade Dao Alchemist. As for Su Yang's family, it seemed quite wealthy, but it was not enough at all.

It is true that high-level Taoist alchemist is the object that everyone wants to curry favor with in the cultivation world, but on the way to becoming a high-level Taoist alchemist, the price you pay is not affordable to ordinary monks. Without corresponding resources, no matter how you study it, it is useless.

"You must still have a lot of concern in this world." Yu Yueling smiled.

"Yes, a lot of concerns." Su Yang sighed: "They are all my favorite loves that I cannot leave behind.

"However, the path of cultivation is to go against the will of heaven. If you can't kill all things in the world, what will you do in the future?"

"It is inevitable that I will cut off, and I have never planned to cut off."

Su Yang stretched and showed a confident smile and said, "I will guide them, and we will no longer be alone on the road to cultivation."

Yu Yueling understood what Su Yang was thinking and said in surprise: "Take them together?"

"What's wrong?"

Su Yang laughed and said, "We should practice the truth. If we say that we can do whatever we want. Without them by our side, I will be unhappy. If we are not happy, why should we practice? It is better to be an ordinary ant."

Yu Yueling pondered thoughtfully, and an unprecedented brightness burst out in his eyes, and he burst into laughter like Su Yang: "I thank you for your guidance as I wish. After so many years, my thoughts have never been so clear."

"Brother, do you want to go to the ancient realm seriously?"

Su Yang heard a hint of his intention from Yu Yueling's laughter and turned his mind: "Of course I have to go."

"Okay, you and I will go with you and I will stay together for more than 300 years, and almost nothing will be achieved. We will not be happy when we are alive. Instead of scrambling here and waiting for death, it is better to have a try."

"Okay, it's so satisfying for you and my brothers to go to the ancient realm together."

The oldest tribe in the depths of the Amazon jungle, the Yakta tribe holy land, was originally a tribal resident of more than 2,000 people, and now it has become the place of purgatory.

Ten miles apart are covered with blood, and countless broken limbs are distributed on it. Disgusting maggots are growing on the rotten corpses and eroding. Not to mention humans, there is not even half of the living animals, just like a dead land.

But a year ago, this place was a peaceful scene, because the appearance of a man changed all this.

In front of the tribal badge of the Yakta tribe, a wooden pole about three meters long stood on the ground. The original color of the pale pole had long been stained with blood to a creepy black brown.

An old man was nailed to the wooden pole. If he didn't look carefully, he would definitely think it was just a bone stand. Perhaps only one or two roars of inaudible pain that he made by chance could make people realize that he was still alive.

The old man's eyes were only two blood holes the size of a table tennis ball left, his nose was also edigrated, and his ears were gone for a long time. When he let out a weak roar of anger, he could clearly see his tongue that was less than half left.

Half of his body had no flesh and blood, and the other half had skin and flesh. Hundreds of wounds were filled with shocking disgusting maggots. The maggots greedily gnawed the old man's little flesh and blood, making waves of "squeak" sound that made people's teeth sore.

The old man has not yet died of such suffering. It is a miracle. I believe that even the top life-sustaining equipment in the medical world today cannot be kept alive if humans are seriously injured.

But the inability of technological power to do this does not mean that Duan Jinghun cannot do it.

At this moment, Duan Jinghun was ready to approach the old man with an indifferent expression, as if the tragic scene in front of him had nothing to do with him.

"Bo Sect High Priest, this is my third time talking to you, and it is the last time." Duan Jinghun did not speak out, but used his spiritual consciousness to communicate.

The old man has already achieved a half-step Breaking Realm cultivation. Even if he is a cultivator at the peak level of Qi Refining, he can communicate with others through his spiritual consciousness. However, in the Akta clan, he calls it spiritual energy.

"You are the devil from Turin-Sher. I will not let you succeed. No matter how long you torture me, I will not give you the emotions you want." The high priest of the Posai actually maintained a surprising calm response to Duan Jinghun.

Among the Yakta tribe, Turinsher and others are like the eighteen levels of hell.

"Do you know where I've been in the past two months?"

Duan Jinghun waved his hand unanimously: "Maybe you should use the spiritual energy of your tribe to sense what is falling under your feet at this moment.

Just as Duan Jinghun finished speaking, Ling Tian, ​​who had a bad expression, pressed the escape light from the air and threw the "object" held by his left and right hands under the wooden pole.

These were two Yakta children who were only ten years old. Although they were not injured, they cried loudly when they saw the terrifying and bloody scene in front of them.

"This is the only bloodline left by your tribe. Do you think I can't find it if I send someone to escort them thousands of miles away? It's so stupid. As long as I think, any corner of this world will be under my control."

"Next, I will start to fabricate this little girl. Don't worry, I will give her a life-saving pill in advance as if I were kind to you. Even if I endured the pain like you, she would not die."

"No, you can't treat them like this, they're just children."

The high priest knew that the devilish man in front of him wanted to arouse the resentment that had been suppressed for more than a hundred days in his heart, which was what he wanted, but when he used his spiritual sense to scan the remaining children of the two tribes in front of him, he could no longer control it.

"They are just ants in my eyes."

Duan Jinghun's words were not finished, and the little girl's arms were broken shoulder-to-shoulder, and blood splattered on the high priest's remaining body.

"I know what you want, you can continue, but I will never let you succeed." Two lines of liquid that could not tell whether it was tears or blood flowed from the blood hole in the high priest's eyes, and his spiritual sense trembled and responded.

Duan Jinghun spent two days and one night to curse the tribal girl in front of him. From the beginning of the slander and the end of the resentment, the high priest had completely fallen into his plan.

"Very good, the aggrievances have soared into the sky, and you have attracted the celestial phenomena. You are already qualified to be one of the main souls of the Nine Yin Tian Demon Soul-Slaying Banner."

Just as the high priest's resentment burst out, Duan Jinghun cut off his head, and the Nine Yin Heavenly Demon Soul-Slaying Banner standing beside him released thousands of black air threads and wrapped around the high priest's corpse.

After a moment, the soul of the high priest was pulled out from his remaining body.

After 49 days, Duan Jinghun put away the soul banner with satisfaction. The main soul of the Nine Yin has refined one of them. At least this is a good start. When he was in the ancient domain, he could not get such a high-quality evil soul.

A bloody and terrifying and fierce method like Duan Jinghun can only take action after leaving the ancient domain. If he dares to use such cruel and violent means when he is in the ancient domain, even if he is the son of the Xuanyin Sect, he will be attacked by major sects, which can cause his own sect to be destroyed by groups.

"Elder Ling, your information is very accurate, I am very satisfied."

After collecting the soul banner, Duan Jinghun summoned Ling Tian, ​​who was escaping a hundred miles away, and said lightly: "Where is the next target?"

For Duan Jinghun's terrifying method, even Ling Tian, ​​who was so murderous, felt cold after seeing it with his own eyes. He even felt a little regretful in his heart. He shouldn't have encouraged the former to come to this mundane world at all.

But at this point, Ling Tian had no way out. He had absolutely reason to believe that as long as he showed a little dissatisfaction with Duan Jinghun's behavior, the other party would definitely not mind refining himself, the early stage elder of the Golden Pill, into the soul banner.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Tian said truthfully: "Jiaxing Li family."

"Oh, is it a big family?" Duan Jinghun refines the main soul of the Nine Yin Dynasty. He was in a good mood and asked more questions.

"Yes, there has been a martial arts family that has been passed down for more than a thousand years." Ling Tian responded carefully.
Chapter completed!