Chapter 389 Rampage
The boy in black slammed on the brakes and stepped on the lake.
This is the end of the road.
At this time, the sun rises in the east.
Dawn suddenly appeared, and the emperor liquid that was still on the branches and leaves suddenly gasified, and it dissipated between the sky and the earth without even making a slight chirp.
This turbulent night finally passed.
The appearance of Sunshine also declared that his pursuit failed.
The boy in black stood on the shore in a daze for a while, then suddenly stretched.
「That’s all, that’s all!」
This prey was also too cunning, throwing the rags into the pig demon cave to mislead the pursuers, and won the most precious half an hour for himself.
He even has leisure time to dig pits and lay mines on the road he must pass.
He Lingchuan still had a few jars of black powder left in his storage ring, so he made a little trick at this time. In addition, he still has a small firecracker in his hand, the kind that will explode after being thrown from the ground, which is good to use as a trigger fuze.
After the boy in black stepped into the firecracker battle, he immediately detonated the “thunder”.
After He Lingchuan fled into the lake, the boy in black was completely helpless.
Now that the sun has risen, the aura of Diliuye disappeared immediately; the big lake in front of him is wide, who knows where the prey will come ashore?
He can only give up.
Waiting for a group of men to chase here panting, only to see their young master walking out of the bamboo forest with his hands behind his back:
“It’s over. Let’s go to Fufeng City.”
Everyone was stunned: “You, you didn’t catch up?”
The boy patted his clothes, very calmly: “I lost it.”
Then why isn’t the young master angry?
“I’m lucky if I win, but my life is lost.” The black-clothed boy can only take his helplessness calmly,” besides, the harvest last night was already very rich. ”
They collected God Ointment for one night, and searched it from other monsters and warriors in the morning, which can be said to be a rewarding experience. The last piece of Diliu Ointment is icing on the cake if you can get it, and it doesn’t hurt if you can’t get it.
“The task is urgent.”
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He Lingchuan jumped into the water, and the imperial fluid in his hair melted into the water, immediately attracting schools of fish to chase after him.
He threw out the prepared incense dumplings.
As soon as the stench came out, the school of fish scattered.
He took the opportunity to swim far away, and landed in a hidden long grass thousands of feet away.
During this period, several large lake beasts attacked, but he sent them away with fragrant dumplings, and the process was safe and sound.
He was not in a hurry to leave after landing. He made sure that there were no creatures nearby paying attention to him, so he took out the invisible snake skin of Boshan Jun to cover his body, adjusted his breath into meditation, and closed the pores of his body to prevent the breath from leaking out.
Lin Haishutao’s voice perfectly covered his breathing.
The clear water washed away the traces of his existence.
Even if a creature jumped past him, it probably wouldn’t be able to sense it. He Lingchuan saw two squirrels fighting for territory on the branch on his left. After a cup of tea, another shrike flew over with its prey in its mouth, and tied the worms on the branch to make skewers.
He Lingchuan felt more at ease when he couldn’t even find them.
It takes him half a day to meditate while adjusting breath here.
During the period, many humans and monsters passed by under the tree, but He Lingchuan didn’t even move.
The masters who dared to meet the emperor’s ointment in the wilderness last night, and can still walk out smoothly at this time, have at least two brushes.
Until the sun began to slant, the tiger came again, rubbed against the side of the tree, and then a small thing climbed up the trunk and slipped to He Lingchuan.
“Thank you.” He stroked the eyeball spider that had just returned.
Before he left the chaotic jungle, he placed his eyeliner there, so he was able to watch the whole live broadcast.
If you don’t send a tiger to pick him up, with the eight short legs of the eyeball spider, can you catch up with him in the Year of the Monkey?
Now that the eyeliner has been recovered, it’s time for him to find a place to refine the medicine. The fresh-keeping period of Emperor Flowing Porridge is not long, so it is better to eat it as soon as possible.
But He Lingchuan didn’t intend to leave the forest rashly.
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Ming saw the crows hovering here, and then went northeast.
These small-bellied things will not stop until they get revenge.
The focus right now is not on them, He Lingchuan jumped off the tree, and said to the protective mirror: “I want to find a nearby cave to refine medicine.”
The heart guard was silent for a while, as if asking, and then replied: “It’s easy to handle. The tiger demon knows that there is a cave near the Xiong Xiazi, which is very hidden. Every winter, they will go there to see if there are any bears inside. hibernate.”
Immediately, the tiger led the way and walked seven or eight miles southwest.
The mountains are high, the slopes are steep and there are many fissures, it is very difficult to walk, there are small leaves and miscellaneous trees everywhere, almost no monsters or humans are willing to choose this place to receive the emperor’s slurry.
The tiger took He Lingchuan down to the bottom of a dry stream, as if there was no way out, and then it got into the weeds more than ten feet high.
He also went in, only to find that behind the long grass and a few miscellaneous trees there was a small irregular hole, or a crack in the ground, and the opening at the widest point was only a little more than four feet.
If a living person wants to go in, he either squats or rolls.
He Lingchuan checked first, and found that there was a water-eroded cave several feet long, and there was no second exit.
The inside of the cave is wider. There are haystacks in the depths, and there is a whole group of moss as thick as a mattress, which has been flattened by something, but He Lingchuan found that there are various mushrooms growing inside.
There is a musty smell everywhere, and there is a slight fishy smell, probably left by wild bears or wild boars, but it has been a long time.
“The place is good, here it is.” Satisfied, He Lingchuan let the tiger stay outside to protect the dharma, made the eyeball spider spin silk to seal the hole, and then covered it with brocade.
Then, he took out the alchemy furnace, auxiliary materials, and the most important emperor liquid paste from the storage ring, and started refining.
Let’s start with Di Liu Zhi Gao.
He Lingchuan rubbed his hands, such a perfect piece of ointment, it would be a waste of money not to refine it into the Killing God Pill.
His harvest last night was exceptionally rich. The spiritual rain that fell on the spider web was basically collected and there was no waste. Therefore, there were still four small wine jars lying in the storage ring, each filled to 80% full.
The last time he was at Fengling Ferry, the Emperor Ointment he got was only as thick as the bottom of the bottle, which is not the same as today.
Didn’t say anything, these will be refined into Baishan Pills to assist in future practice.
Fortunately, he had prepared enough materials, otherwise, where would he gather herbs in the barren mountains?
He Lingchuan didn’t waste any time, he created a real fire and started a furnace to refine medicine.
Yaoyuan Lingguang’s refining process, he often observes, it is rare to see pigs run away but often eat pork, it’s okay.
The most important thing is that he has practiced and rehearsed no less than fifteen times in the dream, and Sun Fuling reminded him with the tips.
With Mr. Sun in charge, it is true that every small mistake and detail will be highlighted and explained, and resolutely corrected!
Thanks to practice makes perfect, although He Lingchuan is nervous at the moment, he is still busy and orderly in refining the medicine.
In itself, this is not a difficult medicine to make, it’s just that it’s hard to control the effect after taking it. As long as the heat and steps are strictly in accordance with the requirements, it will not be a bad practice!
This time it was also God’s grace. For four hours before and after, there was no creature outside the cave to interfere.
It may also be that the battle for Diliuye was too fierce last night, most creatures were tired, and the one who snatched Diliuzhi had to refine it as soon as possible.
The Killing God Pill was refined, and the Baishan Pill was also refined… most of it.
Repeated mechanical operations, but one furnace was accidentally broken. He Lingchuan could only comfort himself:
The defective rate is 10%, not high.
Fortunately, it can be eaten after being refined, but the efficacy of the medicine is greatly reduced.
In the process of competing for Diliu Paste this time, Hu Xinjing also contributed. He Lingchuan is a person who deserves to be rewarded for his merits, so he threw a small piece of Diliu Paste left over from refining to the mirror.
The mirror was ecstatic.
The paste that revived it a few months ago was not as big as this one!
In the days when the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth is lacking and others can only eat dirt, it can still eat Diliu ointment. How wonderful and happy is this?
Sure enough, happiness and gap are contrasted.
This master can deal with it, quite capable!
He Lingchuan didn’t care about its mental activities. He thought for a long time holding the poking pill that he had just refined, but decided to take it while it was still hot.
It’s really hot to hold such a precious thing in your hand. I’m afraid that the night will be long and dreamy, so let’s eat it directly.
He sent the eyeball spider to check the surrounding environment, hung the mirror at the entrance of the cave, and even watched the sky at night to make sure that it would not rain at night and cause the rain to flood the crypt. Then he took a long breath and fell into meditation.
But he didn’t notice that on the dry moss deep in the cave, two fresh white mushrooms appeared at some point, and the mushroom caps were facing his direction.
Zhenli first walked for a few days to warm up, so that the body is active and the breath is even, before He Lingchuan took out the Killing God Pill and swallowed it in one gulp!
The goose-egg-sized emperor liquid ointment has been brewed through nine revolutions. No, after refining, the finished Killing God Pill is a little smaller than a jujube, and it cannot be melted in the mouth.
He Lingchuan chewed it like a jujube for several times before swallowing it. It was sweet and fragrant, but it was a bit dry and stuck in his throat.
…It’s really like dates.
He Lianchen didn’t mention what the flavor of the Killing God Pill should be. It shouldn’t be considered a failure if he refined it?
Only a dozen or so breaths later, suddenly a large wave of heat rose from his dantian, giving him the feeling that the flood erupted on the day of the astronomical tide, or the wave of air brought out by the sudden explosion of the secret room, no matter how prepared he was in advance , was still caught off guard.
Isn’t this too fierce? That’s not what Helian Chen said.
What he can do in a hurry is to try his best to guide this powerful energy to the Tanzhong acupoint, preventing it from being diverted or breaking the embankment.
Changes in the middle of the road are called madness.
Break the embankment is called meridian rupture.
This is like a natural disaster suddenly erupting in his body, and it is also the biggest crisis he has encountered since he practiced.
He Lianchen did not expect that he was lucky enough to get such a large piece of Diliu ointment, so the medicinal power contained in the poking pill refined by He Lingchuan was at least twice as strong as He Lianchen’s preset!
Diliu Xiyu may contain impurities, and it needs to be purified after getting it; but the natural ointment saves this heavy process, and its efficacy cannot be simply multiplied. Even the piece that He Lingchuan got has red pulp in it. .
He is like an unlucky guy who is leading in front of hundreds of mad cows. If he cannot be guided in time and effectively, he will be crippled and trampled into meatloaf.