This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

Above the mountain, Yang Shou saw that Tras handed over the fire of the Golden Crow Academy to Changsheng, and Changsheng began to refine the elixir to crack cancer.

This is his obsession. Even if the teacher turned into a rune in front of him and died long ago, he will never forget it.

In front of Shen Ding, Changsheng manipulated the fire of the source of the Golden Crow, like an arm and a finger. After a few days of mastering, he was completely familiar with the fire of the Golden Crow, that is, the properties of the fire of the sun. The elixir is more confident.

After ten years of research, Changsheng has a deep understanding of elixir, especially after integrating the things in the "Medical Canon", he also studied the books related to elixir in the Wizarding College library.

Everything is just for the wish of the teacher back then, to cure his poison!

"Teacher, you are in the spirit of the sky, please look at me, I will definitely refine the medicinal pills and let you rest!"

Changsheng took a deep breath, raised his head, and, by coincidence, looked in the direction of the mountain.

Several black lines appeared on Yang Shou's face, in the spirit of the sky? Close your eyes?

If he hadn't died, he would have given Changsheng a few chestnuts as he did in Rune World, and then let him plough a whole field.

"Dirk, put all the medicinal pills I have refined over the years!"

Changsheng turned around and instructed Dirk.

In the past ten years, all the medicinal pills he refined have been collected by Dirk, and some of the successful medicinal medicinal herbs have also been enriched by him, but Changsheng has always turned a blind eye.

Feeling the solemnity of Changsheng, Dirk's expression also became solemn, and he took out a hundred and eight dark, round and translucent medicinal pills and put them into the divine cauldron.

Yang Shou's eyes lit up. For the past ten years, he has been cultivating Golden Crows in the prehistoric world. Didn't expect Changsheng to reach this point?

Alchemy with alchemy?

Such a genius idea, I just don't know how it will turn out.

When Yang Shou was concentrating, the fire of the sun burst out, and it began to burn and forge against the divine cauldron.

"boom!"

The huge high temperature filled the cauldron, and in just an instant, one hundred and eight medicinal pills burst into pieces, turned into pieces, and the medicinal properties fled wildly in the cauldron, and were locked in the cauldron.

Changsheng sat cross-legged under the cauldron, quietly waiting for the potion of medicinal herbs, like a sitting old man.

However, in the next second, Changsheng's face changed greatly, he sensed the strangeness in the cauldron, and stood up abruptly.

"Is it still not good? The one hundred and eight medicinal pills I have refined are all medicinal medicinal pills with strong medicinal properties, not only the quenching pills to enhance the body, but also the longevity pills that imitate the movement of the gods, and the Peiyuan pills that imitate the singing of the wind. Dan…”

"Because of that, isn't it compatible?"

What Changsheng wants is to directly refine a detoxification pill, not for the poison of Ryze, but for the world's all poisons!

Therefore, the medicinal pills he chose to refine were strange and varied, and there were even more than ten poisonous pills!

But these medicinal pills themselves are very strong, and they are not easy to integrate. Right now, in the divine cauldron, the medicinal pills that have been turned into powder have begun to frantically reject and fight. If there is no accident, this medicinal pill will become a waste pill. !

"No, absolutely not! I have prepared this potion for ten years, and I must succeed!"

Changsheng clenched his fist, his eyes were like electricity, and his imposing manner was like a rainbow. In an instant, the Great Emperor's demeanor was fully displayed. He stretched out a hand, and a scratch appeared on his wrist, but there was not a trace of blood flowing out.

After the Holy Body was completed, his body had no leaks, and his qi and blood circulated by itself. No matter how big the wound was, the blood would not flow out.

However…

Changsheng groaned, forcibly forced out his own blood, the golden holy blood flowed out, and was introduced into the cauldron by him.

Seeing this, Dirk's face changed greatly, showing a very worried look: "The Great Emperor's Holy Body is precious, it's just a pot of medicinal pills, you must take care of the Holy Body, and don't leak blood essence..."

His tone was full of concern, staring at Changsheng's wrist, but a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

Having followed Changsheng for so long, he has long known that Changsheng is invincible in the flesh, all because he has achieved the Holy Body, and how precious the Holy Blood is, the whole world has this share...

The point is, no one is the opponent of longevity, and no one can obtain holy blood!

Changsheng glanced at him coldly, his eyes were cold, and he said in a tone he had never seen before: "Retreat a hundred meters, this potion of medicine cannot make any mistakes, otherwise..."

During the speech, his blood was continuously sent to the cauldron, and the powerful holy blood maintained the stable fusion of the medicinal pills.

I don't know how long it took to deliver, even if he was a holy body, his face was pale, and he felt that the elixir in the divine cauldron had fallen into the aspirations, so he no longer pressed the holy blood to flow out of the body.

In just an instant, the wound on his wrist healed and returned to normal, but the blood on his body lost a lot, and he was slightly weak.

"Dirk, from today onwards, I will retreat here. If there is nothing important, I will not see anyone."

Looking at the cauldron, Changsheng spoke solemnly, because he sensed that the aura of the medicinal herbs in the cauldron stabilized for a while, and then faintly lost control.

If there is no accident, his holy blood can only last for a day, so he will need to transfuse blood again to ensure the stability of the medicine in the furnace.

Dirk was stunned by Changsheng's icy eyes, his heart palpitated, and he could only nod his head, "Don't worry, the emperor, during the emperor's retreat, I will never let anyone in!"

Changsheng lived in a small courtyard that was opened up separately, but at this moment, Dirk, who was at the peak of the sixth level, was guarding the courtyard outside, and no one was allowed to enter.

On the mountain, Yang Shou couldn't help feeling a little moved when he saw Changsheng who used his own blood to make alchemy.

After three years of mentoring and apprenticeship, Changsheng was able to achieve such a level.

For myself, I went to Ryze to seek revenge. For myself, I explored alchemy recipes in another world and refined 108 kinds of elixirs.

This pile of pieces made Yang Shou moved.

"Hey, idiot, you are an adult, I didn't expect you to be so innocent!"

Yang Shou let out a sigh, and in his eyes, he could naturally see that this potion of elixir is not a one-day work, and it takes at least three months of continuous practice, without sleepless nights, before it can become a elixir!

In other words, Changsheng will continue to refine pills with blood for three months, and deliver three months of blood without sleep!

Rao is the Holy Body's amazing resilience, but he can't bear such consumption, because what he transported into the Divine Cauldron is the Holy Blood Essence, the foundation of the Holy Body!

Only the essence of holy blood can consolidate the 108 pills that have been turned into powder and facilitate their refining, concentration, and fusion.

"No matter what the result of this alchemy is, you are the Holy Body, and in this life, you will be the only one in the world, and will overwhelm your contemporaries!"

Yang Shou thought silently in his heart, although he doesn't need his help right now, Changsheng can be invincible in the world, but...

Yang Shou turned his head and looked at Jianmu in the west, where the five half-step gods had gathered, ready to start attacking the wizard tribe.

"Your battle with the wizard, I hope it will not affect the longevity."

Yang Shou stood on the top of the mountain, looking down at the scenery of the lower world, quietly waiting for the result of the alchemy of longevity.

…

Wizarding College, Library.

Truss was studying the achievements of the wizarding world's civilization, but was found by Joyce.

"Envoy, the competition of the strongest wizards is about to start, do you want to go to watch the ceremony together?"

Joyce was dressed very seriously at this time, wearing a classic wizard's robe, embroidered on his shoulders with the three groups of flame badges of ancient wizards, which were the proud badges of sixth-level wizards before the Lich Cataclysm.

It symbolizes that wizards have come from the dark age and represents the glory of the wizarding world.

Tras raised his head, closed the book, his eyes flashed, nodded, and came to the game with Joyce.

At this time, all the people of the Wizarding Academy were concentrated in the open space in the center of the academy, which was a temporary battle platform.

After returning to their hometown, the wizards came into contact with the two-headed lizard race, and found that the opponent was strong and terrifying in number, so they improved their combat effectiveness in all aspects.

The strongest wizard competition is one of them. The contestants must be students of the wizarding academy and can only sign up under the age of twenty.

"The hatred of a hundred generations, this world will avenge it!"

"The hatred of a hundred generations, this world will avenge it!"

…

One after another, thousands of people from the wizarding academy shouted in unison before the game, with an overwhelming momentum.

Rao is Truss, also a little shocked, staring at thousands of people with a solemn expression.

I have to admit that the wizarding world is more terrifying than the rune world. Just this will, even the rune world can't compare.

Therefore, after a battle, the Ryze symbol has cultured the whole world, and after the catastrophe of the Lich, the wizarding world can be reborn after the catastrophe and recover tenaciously.

"This is the fourth strongest wizard competition. The strongest wizards in the first three sessions were all three disciples of Columbus, and now they are all sixth-level wizards."

Joyce explained to Tras, Tras nodded, his eyes fixed on the test arena.

At this time, the competition has already started, with a total of 800 people participating. In the first round of knockout, the top sixteen will be eliminated and enter the second round.

In the face of war, there are not too many tricks. Combat skills encourage innovation, not limited to traditional witchcraft. In the battle, there are more than ten new combat witchcraft.

Wizard civilization, in the hands of this group of wizard students, is regaining its radiance.

"Huh? Radiant?"

Joyce looked at the girl in the yellow wizard's robe, surprised.

This girl's name is Lux. He has taught her several wizard theory classes. She once put forward the theory of light compression and release in the class, but she did not expect it to be successfully developed by her.

"The Binding of Light!"

While Joyce was amazed, the girl in the battle held a wooden stick, stretched out two apertures, and smashed it towards her opponent.

The opponent's strength is very different from her, and there is no chance to dodge. She was directly bound, and then her face changed greatly. She wanted to resist, but found that she was bound by the aperture and could not escape at all.

"Wait, senpai, I surrender, I surrender, take it lightly..."

The opponent was crying and grimacing. He tried his best to escape the aperture. Realizing the huge gap between the two sides, he waved his hand in surrender.

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