Mo Qing's injuries were very serious.
This kind of cultivation caused by forcibly exerting supernatural powers is very common in the world of cultivating immortals, unless it is to take some extremely rare heaven and earth divine objects, it is almost impossible to recover, and you can only stay in the realm after falling for the rest of your life, and it is difficult to make an inch of progress in your life.
Fortunately, he met Ling Xian.
For him, who is carrying the Dan Dao Supreme Inheritance Dan Sutra, this disease is nothing at all, and it is a bit exaggerated to wave his hand to cure it, but as long as it takes a little time, it can be completely eradicated.
Therefore, Ling Xian planned to open the furnace and refine a Cultivation Pill.
This Dan is a kind of Qi Dan recorded in the Dan Sutra, which was created by the Dan Immortal Refining Firmament, not passed down to the world, only recorded in the Dan Sutra, in other words, that is, there are only two people who can refine this Dan, one is to refine the firmament, and the other is Ling Xian.
Although the grade of Huan Xiu Dan is only eight grades, it is specially developed for this disease, and it is as suitable as Qiong Hua Dan, and it has a strong effect on this disease.
Not to mention that Mo Qingcheng only fell to the realm of two layers, even if he fell back to a mortal from Tianjiao in the Invincible Realm of Qi Refining, this pill could also cure him and make his cultivation return to the tenth layer of Qi refining, if the elixir was effective, it could even make his cultivation go to the next level.
This is the meaning of the word "repair".
"Brother Dao, as far as I know, this kind of burning cultivation disease seems to be cured only by some legendary heaven and earth gods, and I have never heard of any pill with this divine effect."
There was shock in Mo Qing's eyes, but then, his brows furrowed, and there was a faint hint of disappointment on his face.
"If you haven't heard of it, it can only mean that you are lonely and unheard, and it can't prove that you don't have it."
The corners of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and he said comfortingly: "Okay, after I finish refining, you will know whether what I said is true or false, now, stay by my side honestly and protect the Fa for me." ” "Okay."
Mo Qingcheng smiled bitterly, although he was shocked that Ling Xian had made great achievements in cultivation and Dan Dao at the same time, but in the bottom of his heart, he still had a little disbelief.
This is also normal, the fall of cultivation is not an ordinary injury, it can be regarded as an incurable stubborn disease in the entire immortal cultivation world, unless it is some extremely rare heaven and earth gods, it is impossible to cure it at all, and Ling Xian, as an eight-grade alchemist, can at most refine the eight-grade spirit pill, how can he make Mo Qingcheng believe it However, he didn't believe it and had no choice, so he could only use the dead horse as a live horse doctor and obediently protect Ling Xian's Dharma, so as not to disturb him.
Seeing that Mo was obediently protecting the Dharma for himself, the corners of Ling Xian's mouth were slightly upturned, and there was a faint hint of pride, and he said in his heart that he was the strongest person in Yunzhou in the future, and no one dared to have the slightest disrespect for him, but at this moment, he followed his orders like a little brother, and this feeling was quite comfortable.
Shaking his head, Ling Xian expelled distracting thoughts, immersed himself in his mind, sat quietly for a moment, and began this alchemy.
A wisp of silver-white flame emerged from his hand, and then poured into the purple pill ding, the temperature in the space suddenly intensified, and the flame of the burning evil god rose and jumped in the ding, diffusing a terrifying high temperature that could burn the sky and boil the sea, burning up the eight desolations.
"Next, it's time to put in the elixir."
Ling Xian waited for a while, and saw that the magic circle in the Ding Furnace had completely absorbed the Burning Evil Divine Flame, and with a wave of his sleeves, seven glittering elixirs emerged, and then threw them into the Ding Furnace, and the power of the powerful divine soul also poured in.
The seven elixirs were all obtained from the ruins, and six of them were not elixirs for refining and cultivating, but Ling Xian didn't seem to notice it, he divided his divine soul into seven strands, carefully controlling the Burning Evil Divine Flame, burning the seven good-looking elixirs.
Generally speaking, if you want to refine a pill, you must refine it according to the records on the pill, especially the elixir part, and there can be no mistakes.
However, there are so many elixirs in the world, there are always a few exceptions, and cultivating pills is one of them.
This Dan was specially created by a friend who fell into cultivation after refining the firmament to achieve a great master, and it was not passed down to the world, so it was not famous in the world of cultivating immortals, and no one even knew the name of this Dan.
It requires a total of seven elixirs to refine, but the magic lies in the fact that only one main medicine is needed, and the rest of the elixirs can be mixed and matched at will, as long as the medicinal properties do not conflict, they can be fused together.
This is really a piece of cake for Ling Xian, who has the heart of knowing all the herbs, and he can make it at his fingertips.
Therefore, he will be so determined, so calm, and firmly believe that he will be able to heal him.
After a long time in this way, the dregs of the seven elixirs had been turned into nothingness by the Burning Evil Divine Flame, leaving only the most essential part, which was wrapped in the divine fire, exuding an extremely strong aura fluctuation.
Ling Xian smiled faintly, confident and calm, he effortlessly manipulated the power of the divine soul, allowing the essence powder to merge in pairs, gradually condensing into the prototype of an elixir.
Mo Qingying on the side looked at the flowing refining process, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "There is no sense of stagnation at all, his Dan Dao attainments are so high that I have seen those eight-grade alchemists, no, seven-grade alchemists, no one can compare to him." ” His words were not wrong, after a hundred years, Ling Xian's Dan Dao attainments had long since not belonged to the category of eight grades, whether it was the mastery of fire, or the knowledge of elixir, or the use of divine souls, he had reached a height that was difficult for ordinary Dan masters to reach, but because of the strength of his divine soul, he was unable to refine a higher-grade elixir.
Don't forget, Ling Xian is the heir chosen by the refining firmament, not only does he have the supreme inheritance of Dan Dao, but his Dan Dao talent is even praised by Dan Immortal, plus he has more than a hundred years of time than others, Dan Dao attainments are naturally profound and high, even if it is some six-grade alchemists, they have to be ashamed when they see him, and they are willing to bow down.
Therefore, Ling Xian's refining of the eight-grade elixir was naturally extremely easy, and after a while, the seven essence powders were fused together.
"It's almost, you can become a Dan."
Looking at the pill that was gradually taking shape, Ling Xian pinched his hands and played out several pill recipes, only to see that the red elixir suddenly shone brightly, and a rich fragrance of the pill spread, which made people feel refreshed and refreshed.
In the next moment, a small crack opened on the elixir, and it was immediately divided into five pills the size of a dragon's eye, which flew out of the Ding Furnace and was suspended in midair, emitting fluctuations that belonged to the eight-rank elixir.
"It's finished."
Ling Xian beckoned, and four of the spirit pills immediately flew into the storage bag, leaving only one still suspended in mid-air, which was reserved for Mo Qing.
"Let's try it, whether this pill is useful or not, you will know when you try it."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, and his delicate face revealed a hint of confidence.
Mo Qing looked at the red elixir, hesitated slightly, and said, "This" "What, I'm afraid that I will poison you" Ling Xian frowned, glanced at him lightly, and said, "If I want to kill you, I don't need to be so troublesome." ” :