Self-discipline, I’m Invincible

A ninth-rank alchemist is too difficult.

Of all the alchemists who came to be certified by the Alchemist Guild, which one did not have a story of bitter tears and tears.

But even the ninth grades are graded.

Some of them have just refined a few batches of ninth-grade medicinal pills, which were recognized by Tiandao, and the ninth pill ring appeared.

Some have been immersed for many years, and some have even existed for hundreds of thousands of years.

If you count them according to your cultivation level, you can also divide them into early stage, middle stage, late stage and consummation.

I won't say anything else. If you are successful, you can refine a perfect-level medicinal pill, and have a vision. Even if you only live once in your life, that will be enough for you to be proud of.

Enough for countless alchemists to worship.

This is your feat.

It is your highest achievement in the circle of alchemists, and it is also the achievement that countless people yearn for.

This is the ultimate performance.

If it appears two or three times, it is even more powerful.

It means that you already have your own cognition, ideas, proficiency, etc.

After all, it can be said to be an accident once, by coincidence, there is doubt.

Then two or three times are enough to illustrate the problem.

Often such people will be supported by many people, and some who want to refine medicine pills will definitely give priority to you.

Your success rate is high, maybe you can refine it to a perfect level.

After all, the 10,000-year-old herbs they were looking for might take a lifetime and go bankrupt to get enough.

Everyone wants you to be successful, and the more perfect it is, the stronger the medicine and the better the effect.

You say you failed, and we can't do anything to you.

After all, everything fails.

However, if someone tells you that there is such a person, it is already close to perfect proficiency in the ninth-grade industry.

In other words, he made alchemy ten times, and not only did he succeed in all ten times, but he might even be perfect in ten times. Do you believe it?

Nobody believed it.

Even the president of the Alchemist Guild and others have refined the ninth products a hundred times before and after their lifetime, maybe a thousand times.

The success rate is only 50% lucky.

And among these 50%, the perfect level has only appeared eight times.

It is conceivable, for ordinary alchemists, how low is the probability of the phenomenon of heaven and earth appearing in order to be successful.

However, old rumors are recorded.

Before eternity, there was a person who played the ranks of the nine ranks with ease, and it was highly probable that a perfect vision would be made by hand.

But because the time is too long, no one is sure whether it is true or false.

It always feels impossible.

As an alchemist, one has come step by step from one rank to one rank.

How could it be possible to refine each medicinal pill without a dozen or more refining experience.

Especially the ninth grade, it is always the configuration of ten thousand years of medicinal herbs.

Where there are so many things for you to be in the lead, isn't the luck in this world too prosperous?

However, it is said that there are ancestors who have seen such visions.

That person achieved such a freewheeling achievement, until one day, such a medicine cauldron appeared in the heaven and the earth, and then circle after circle of pill rings cheered, until the tenth pill ring appeared.

It was a black elixir ring that had never been seen before, the size was unimaginable.

People in the circle regard this as a legend that their ancestors inspired them.

Because it's not realistic at all.

If you want to become a tenth-grade alchemist, it is not only your refining technique, but also a combination of many other ingenious factors.

More importantly, no one knows what it is yet.

Some people are willing to believe that the tenth-grade alchemist later became the **** of the exiled land.

Some people say that the tenth-grade alchemist is the only bizarre creature recorded through the ages that has reached 200,000 years of elixir.

Anyway, be a joke.

But the scene at this moment seriously impacted Luo Nanxun's cognition.

But the Heaven and Earth Pill Ring is too big, and it covers Yunxia City with millions of people.

Can't find anyone at all.

Luo Nanxun is anxious, if this person can be found, why is he running around and sending it directly to the world master, he can easily refine the medicine pill that the world master wants and save the dream witch.

In a hurry, he quickly opened the Tiandao Network and connected to the guild president.

An image of a gray-haired old man began to appear: "Lao Luo, what's the matter?"

Luo Nanxun's face flushed, and he felt the urge to worship at close range, as if he was about to make a pilgrimage.

He shivered and turned the camera: "Look at it..."

He was already stuttering.

After two breaths, there was an anxious voice from the other side of Tiandaowang.

"where?"

"Tiannanyu, Yunxia City!"

"wait for me!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to make it in time. The journey from the Central Territory to the Tiannan Territory is not an ordinary distance. The third ring has already appeared."

Luo Nanxun looked at the third orange elixir ring, and with the roar of heaven and earth, it slowly condensed, and her lips trembled with excitement.

Can't believe it, really can't believe it.

...

Golden Gate.

Gu Tianyan sat on the ground in despair, looking at the spiritual power fountain in front of him, laughing at himself from time to time.

His eyes were scarlet, and even his mental state was seriously wrong.

Almost insane.

One year and nine months, he drove everyone out of the underground palace and guarded it alone.

But the thief did not come again, and the remaining elixir was not thrown away.

And he is also big-hearted, holding the one exchanged by Master Ye Liangchen and the vice president of the Alchemist Guild, which can make his body return to normal.

A medicine can be missing.

After thinking about it, he felt that the 210,000-year-old spirit medicine below the spiritual spring was just right, although he was reluctant.

Three days ago, he went down, and even went back and forth with the carbine four or five times suspiciously.

Because he felt that the thief might have arrived, and he was at a stalemate, and then waited for him to lead the way.

After all, even he has to be more cautious about the things under the Lingquan. If he is not in the Immortal Realm, he can be trapped to death.

In the end, the clown turned out to be me.

Below, it was empty.

There was nothing left, and the other party stole it long ago.

Like a second fool, I stayed here for a year and nine months, talking to the air from time to time.

Say no one, let's have a good talk.

Forget it, did we have any festivals?

People of the same generation~www.novelmt.com~ do not know each other, you can be friends, and even hire you to be the elder of my Jinlingmen, etc.

And on the cliff outside, I wrote six big characters, "Please come in and talk."

Stupid, idiot!

The loss of two 150,000-year-old elixir didn't hurt him.

He didn't feel the loss of so many elixir before and after.

But this strain, he violated human relations, can be said to be the elixir of depleted conscience, and he cultivated it for 100,000 years alone.

100,000 years of protection, in the end, is someone else's bag.

Moreover, he did not know who the other party was.

Gu Tianyan laughed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He will only do one thing in his life.

That is to find him, to eat his flesh and drink his blood little by little.

He slowly got up, looked frantically at the remaining ten thousand year elixir, opened the Tiandao Network, and was about to call everyone back, Sikong Bao sent him a message.

Because Sikong Bao passed through Yunxia City when he went out and returned this year, and also saw this spectacular scene.

Looking at the recorded image, Gu Tianyan's pupils shrank and left instantly.

...

bang bang-

One after another, metallic sounds continued to reverberate in this world, and one after another, different colored Pill rings appeared.

Each one is full of aura of grandeur.

Each is comparable to the size of a giant mountain.

After the ninth golden pill ring appeared with a buzzing sound, the guild vice-chairman, who had been excited for a long time, suddenly saw a person standing on the mountain-like medicine cauldron.

His pupils were full of disbelief.

"It's him--"

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