Bang!

The stove is blown up!

...

"Haha, Xiao Xiaowang dares to create his own pill recipe? Or is it the most mysterious soul-raising pill recipe?"

"If the alchemy recipe is so easy to create, wouldn't everyone in the world be the master of alchemy?"

"Overbial ability!"

Ye Wudao sneered. He was shocked when he saw Gu Feng throwing the materials into the alchemy furnace, afraid that Gu Feng would really make something good.

As a result, the stove was blown up... It was so satisfying!

"Uh, what are your eyes?"

Ye Wudao found that everyone did not agree with him, but instead retreated further.

Ya Changhai is a good old man, so he resisted his disgust and reminded him: "The Holy Lord Wudao, Gu Feng is fighting for the life of the Queen Li Yang."

"You laughed at him for overestimating his ability to create a pill recipe. Wouldn't you be cursing the Li Yang Empress died soon?"

Ye Wudao's heart skipped a beat. He was just belittled Gu Feng and almost forgot about this. He quickly looked at the Queen Li Yang.

"Li Yang, I don't mean that."

"I just feel that a person should have self-knowledge and know what to do and what not to do."

"If it were me, I would never waste time on the impossible things like creating my own soul-raising pill recipe. I would have taken you to Yaoshen Mountain to find Lao Yaoshen Old Man!"

Ye Wudao forced his explanation.

Ye Changhai shook his head again: "Saint Lord Wudao, you are wrong again. In the martial arts path, you will follow the ordinary and rebellious master."

"People who are self-aware will never dare to try to cross the line, and their achievements are limited after all."

"Only those who do not have self-knowledge can keep moving forward, and in the future there are infinite possibilities!"

"Besides, Li Yang Shen Kingdom is east of the continent and Yao Shen Mountain is north of the continent. The two are billions of miles apart!"

"With the strength of a martial artist in the Martial King Realm, from Liyang Shen Kingdom to Yaoshen Mountain, the Empress will have already been in a state of cold weather, okay?"

Ye Wudao was extremely sad and angry and glared at Ya Changhai. This guy really had a fight with him, right?

The old god of Qingming Mountain saw that the sea was almost gone, so he quickly stood up and said with a smile: "This matter has nothing to do with self-knowledge, nor does it matter whether it is irrelevant to the ability or not."

"But, those who dare to work hard for one thing and work hard... should not be let down or ridiculed!"

Ye Wudao is sad. I have been working hard to pursue the Li Yang Empress, Tianxue Sword Immortal, Tianhuang City Lord, Piaomiao Saint, Little Medicine Immortal, Demon Sect Witch... and so on. Why are I always let down?

...

In the light curtain.

Although the furnace was blown up, Gu Feng was not depressed at all. Instead, he took out paper and pen to record the process of the alchemy and the reasons for the failure.

He is a martial artist in the Martial King Realm, and he has also understood the sword intent. According to the principle, the true essence can imprint the void, wisdom can be understood from ancient times to the present, and has a talent that can never be forgotten by the eyes.

Just remember something in your mind, it's hard to forget.

However, his soul is now greatly damaged. Although it does not affect much combat power, his brain cells are not enough after all.

He used to write down some important things in the oldest way.

By checking Gu Feng’s notes, everyone finally realized that Gu Feng also mastered an ancient soul-raising pill recipe.

But the above materials are too difficult to find, and I can't find one or two of them even after searching the entire Tianwu Continent.

So, he is trying to replace it with the more common common drugs!

Following the alchemy formula, although it is a shortcut, it is still very difficult. At least, it is not possible to be a master of alchemy!

Especially the soul-raising pill recipe, it is the most mysterious and will die if there is any mistake.

Even if it is the little medicine, the immortal medicine, Tianxin, if there are not enough pill testers, it is impossible to refine a suitable simplified version of the soul-raising pill!

...

"Hmph, if you can't refine it, you can't refine it. It's a waste of time. What kind of garlic should you put on?"

Ye Wudao was furious. After all, he was the son of luck, a genius of generations, and had his own majesty.

In a fit of anger, the kings, holy lords, and family heads of the great forces in the eighteen directions did not dare to cause him any more bad luck.

"Kunlun Mirror, after three months of adjusting it, I will see how his sword intent was broken and he became a waste?"

Ye Wudao pointed at Kunlun Mirror.

Kunlun Mirror paused for a moment, and then the light curtain connected to it changed rapidly.

Soon, it came three months later!

Ye Wudao was stunned. He had secretly activated the Kunlun Mirror many times before, trying to skip the famous scene of ancient style, but the Kunlun Mirror never responded.

He almost lost confidence and almost doubted whether the mirror was intentionally against him.

As a result, when I roared casually, I hadn't used the secret method to activate it, the mirror actually... moved by itself?

Could this be the legendary turtle spirit?

...

The system yawned in the Chaos Divine Refining Formation.

Those months were indeed boring. Apart from alchemy and alchemy, and apart from frying the stove, there was nothing good to look at. Just give the lucky son a face, just as he wished.

"The competition between the three families in Qunan City is still fresh in memory!"

"This idiot host...has all the sluts done by him, almost pissed the system to death!"

...

The ancient family, alchemy room.

At this moment, a figure was sitting at the desk and writing quickly.

Compared to the energetic young sword immortal three months ago, the ancient style at this moment was stained with an inexplicable aura of decay, and his hair turned gray and white!

Everyone was in a heavy mood, although the future ancient style would cause trouble to the entire continent, it was unforgivable.

But when he was a teenager, he was still very good. Even if his enemies saw this memory, they would pinch their nose and say "Okay"!

Xiao Liyang's eyes were complicated, and she knew that it was because of her.

If Gu Feng had not bound the bracelet with her, he might have become the first thirteen-year-old Martial Emperor in the Tianwu Continent in 100,000 years.

The future will surely be able to break through the sky, how can the future be described as "unexpected"?

However, Gu Feng was implicated by her soul damage. Not only did he stop at the Martial King Realm, but his life breath also declined and he was already dead!

"He fell from a genius and became a waste. Could it be because of my soul damage?"

The Li Yang Empress's heart suddenly broke out and an incredible guess suddenly arose.

...

"The true soul grass of 318 years!"

"Sixty-six years and six months of washing the divine flowers!"

"Thunderstorm wood from the yin land in three years!"

“…”

"The moonlight dew at the twelfth emperor!"

"It should be true!"

Gu Feng closed a note, and there were hundreds or thousands of similar notes next to it, occupying most of the space in the entire alchemy room.

This is his income in the past three months. After 187,654 failures, he finally found the most perfect soul-raising pill formula!

This scene was extremely shocking to the eyes of the powerful men outside the light curtain.

Three months, nearly 200,000 failed alchemy times, thousands of notes, materials that are accurate to the years, months, and even days!

The lords of the eighteen super-powers, the Holy Lord, and the family took the initiative. They suddenly understood why the Lord of the Hantian Palace was so powerful?

What can a person with such perseverance and perseverance do that cannot succeed?

"Why do I think his pill recipe is right and can be successful?" Ya Changhai said solemnly for the first time without making any noise.

"Impossible. If I could create my own pill recipe just by writing notes and frying the furnace, then I would have become the master of alchemy!"

Ye Wudao's eyes flashed with a fierce look and he retorted fiercely.

He also learned alchemy at the beginning. Under the guidance of the old man in the ring, he made great progress at the beginning, but later he was still one of the shortest possible ways to become a master of alchemy.

If ancient style could create his own pill recipe in the realm of King Wu, where would he be?

"It's not that simple to create your own pill recipe!"

Yao Tianxin stared at the latest pill prescription written by Gu Feng, using his mind as the furnace, his soul as the fire, and his true essence as the material to simulate the medicinal properties of all materials.

But in the end, she shook her head.
Chapter completed!