YM778.TV Chapter 142 - Nine Pills in a Furnace, Each an Immortal Item
Chapter 142: Nine Pills in a Furnace, Each an Immortal Item
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The pill furnace flew out 10 feet high, and the sword qi on it covered a three-foot radius.
Without igniting the spiritual fire, he refined pills directly with sword qi!
Jiang Ming stood there with his fists clenched, not daring to blink.
This was the true way of sword qi alchemy!
Refining pills with pure sword qi!
There were countless alchemists present today, but no one had seen it before.
Even the Mu family’s patriarch stood up and fixed his gaze on Han Muye.
“This kid has always said that he used sword qi to refine pills. So it’s true,” Patriarch Tao Ran muttered with a strange expression.
He thought that Han Muye was the same as Jiang Ming in alchemy, but from the looks of it, that was not the case at all!
Sword Qi wrapped around the pill furnace and spiritual herbs were thrown into it one after another.
Han Muye’s expression turned solemn, and his eyes slowly closed.
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In his mind, the images of refining the Void Meridian Pill changed over and over again.
The sword qi in the cauldron in front of him was extremely dense and turned clear.
“So this kid’s sword cultivation has already reached this level.” Elder Su Liang, who had been silent all this while, suddenly spoke.
Other alchemy cultivators did not know much about the Sword Dao, but Elder Su Liang and Patriarch Tao Ran were from the Sword Sect, so they could naturally tell how pure Han Muye’s sword qi was.
A faint sword shadow appeared above Han Muye’s head and flashed before landing in the cauldron.
“Soul sword qi…” Patriarch Tao Ran muttered.
Chang Ming was using a traditional spiritual fire to refine pills. His skills were indeed superb.
However, Han Muye’s magnificent sword aura attracted everyone’s attention.
“Is this guy really refining pills?” Someone muttered with a strange expression.
“Maybe. But can such a pill be swallowed?” Someone looked confused.
Such methods were unheard of.
“Purified, continuously purified. This is not being tortured by spiritual fire, but only taking the essence of spiritual herbs…” Jiang Ming, who had unknowingly moved in front of Han Muye, seemed to have lost his focus and muttered to himself.
He was shaking, fists clenched.
He was indeed an alchemy genius. He knew the trick to refining pills just by looking at them.
Han Muye, who was refining pills with his eyes closed, was still distracted.
Opposite him, Chang Ming’s pill furnace shook.
The pill was done.
Chang Ming waved his hand, and a bright illusory pill flew out from the pill furnace.
The pill flew in the air as if it was formed by spiritual energy. One could not tell where the pill was.
Void Meridian Pill, a supreme-grade Void Meridian Pill!
Chang Ming laughed loudly and reached out to grab the pill. Then, he looked at Han Muye, who was refining the pill with his eyes closed.
“Hehe, I’ve already formed a pill, and it’s a supreme-grade pill. I wonder how this fellow Daoist can defeat me?” He looked around with a relaxed expression.
He was already invincible!
Even if Han Muye also refined a supreme-grade pill, he would still lose if he took longer to refine it.
Moreover, in his opinion, Han Muye’s alchemy technique was not orthodox. He did not know if he could refine a supreme-grade pill. Even if he could, he would not be recognized by the Mu family’s patriarch.
After all the twists and turns, Chang Ming was still the winner.
“Young Master Chang Ming is a genius among the younger generation after all. It’s inevitable that he will win today.”
“How can there be so many people in this world who have soared to the sky in silence? My alchemy is a step by step.”
There were low voices around them.
More people would not speak now.
After all, the outcome was still undecided.
The cauldron in front of Han Muye rotated, and the sword qi on it slowly converged.
However, when the sword qi dissipated and the cauldron spun gently, a strange expression appeared on Han Muye’s face.
He turned to look at the Mu Family Patriarch.
At this moment, the Mu family’s patriarch had a solemn expression. He stared at the pill furnace for a moment before raising his hand and a green spiritual light rushed into the sky.
A halo circulated, and a light screen enveloped the entire Mushen City.
Great City Protection Formation!
The Great City Protection Formation of Mushen City!
This array formation was something that the Mu family’s patriarch had spent countless spiritual rocks to invite everyone in the Western Frontier to set up for decades.
This array alone could withstand an attack from a half-step Heaven Realm expert.
What does that mean?
Why does the Mu family’s patriarch suddenly want to build a city protection array?
All the alchemists present were at a loss.
Patriarch Tao Ran’s expression changed. He looked at the array above his head and then at Han Muye’s pill cauldron.
“I heard that after the pill reaches the fifth-grade, it will attract lightning tribulation.”
Fifth-grade?
How many alchemy masters in the Western Frontier could refine a fifth-grade pill?
The pill in the pill furnace was at the fifth-grade. Would it attract lightning tribulation? Was that why the Mu family’s patriarch used a large array to protect it?
How was that possible?
Hearing Patriarch Tao Ran’s words, almost everyone shook their heads.
Fifth-grade pills were not that easy to refine.
It was a combination of alchemy skills and high-grade spiritual herbs.
With the spiritual herbs used to refine the Void Meridian Pill, it was impossible to refine a fifth-grade pill.
As expected, the Mu family’s patriarch shook his head.
“It’s not to prevent lightning tribulation. It’s to prevent the pill from running away.”
When they heard that it was not time to prevent the lightning tribulation, everyone chuckled.
Patriarch Tao Ran was too proud of his sect’s disciples.
However, when they heard Patriarch Mu say that he was afraid that the pill would run away, everyone widened their eyes and opened their mouths.
What kind of pill would run?
Immortal-Grade!
Today was the third time an Immortal Grade Pill appeared!
This was a true alchemy genius!
“Bam—”
The cauldron in front of Han Muye opened, and nine spiritual lights flashed.
As soon as it appeared, it scattered and dissipated into the sky.
These nine spiritual lights were red like fire, green like jade, golden, and navy blue…
A furnace of nine immortal-grade pills!
The spirituality of these Immortal Grade Pills was so strong that it could escape!
No wonder the genius of the Mu family, Mu Wan, wanted to ask the Patriarch to refine pills for him.
No wonder Jiang Ming, who had refined the Immortal Grade Pill, said that he could easily ascend the Little Alchemy Pavilion.
A furnace of nine immortal-grade pills. How could such a person not be able to enter the Little Alchemy Pavilion?!
It turned out that this person was the most dazzling person today!
“Spirit pills, spirit pills. If they don’t have spirituality, how can they be considered spirit pills?” The Mu family’s patriarch muttered to himself. He waved his sleeve and stopped the fleeing pills.
Nine Immortal Grade Pills!
Chang Ming stood there in a daze, his expression blank.
“How is that possible? How can there be such a method of alchemy in the world…” His whisper was what the other alchemy cultivators wanted to say.
The Mu family’s patriarch reached out and rolled up all the pills.
He stared at the pills on the jade plate with a solemn expression.
“Used sword qi to suppress the medicinal power and condense it into a medicinal pill.
Also divided the medicinal power in the spiritual herbs and maximized the pure medicinal power according to the cultivation attributes of the various lineages.
So this batch can produce nine pills, right?”
Patriarch Mu looked up at Han Muye.
“Patriarch, you’re right. Our Nine Mystic Sword Sect doesn’t pursue any Perfect Void Meridian Pill. We only refine pills suitable for cultivators.”
Han Muye nodded and spoke softly.
He gave up on the so-called perfection and only pursued the pure Dao.
“No! Only the Perfect Void Meridian Pill is the best way to refine the Void Meridian Pill!”
Chang Ming shouted, gritted his teeth, and stared at Han Muye.
This was a battle for the Great Dao!
This was a battle of alchemy between the two sects!
Han Muye’s expression was indifferent as he chuckled and said, “Differentiating the medicinal power of the medicinal pill and refining it according to its attributes, 80% less spiritual medicine is needed for a pill.
This not only saves a lot of spiritual rocks for the person who takes the pill, but also saves a lot of spiritual herbs.
As alchemists, we should uphold the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. It’s not easy for spiritual herbs to grow. If we can save some, we should do that.”
Han Muye had a point.
And that was a big point.
All the spiritual herbs in the world were natural treasures. It was a pity to waste them.
Everyone present looked at Han Muye with complicated expressions.
This person did not use alchemy techniques to refine pills, but he could refine the purest pill.
A furnace of nine immortal-grade pills. Who in the Western Frontier had such methods?
He was an alchemy genius of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect. After today, his alchemy would become famous!
Today, the Mu family’s Mu Wan, the genius Jiang Ming from a hundred years ago, and the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s alchemy genius, Han Muye, were more dazzling than anyone else.
The Eldest Young Master of the Mu family and Minghua Valley’s Chang Ming were just stepping stones.
Someone looked back at Mu Tanzhi, who had an unwilling expression but could only lower his head.
He turned around and saw a spiritual light rising from Chang Ming’s body.
“You’re also an alchemy cultivator? You don’t even have a spiritual fire when you refine pills, so you’re also an alchemy cultivator?” Chang Ming revealed a crazy expression and pointed at Han Muye.
He was angry.
He had lost his manners.
He was young after all.
Many people shook their heads.
Today, they saw a genius rise and a genius fall.
This Chang Ming was nothing.
Losers were not worth remembering.
The gazes around him stung Chang Ming. He took a step forward and shouted, “The pill refinement just now doesn’t count. I want to compete with you again—”
Before he could finish speaking, Han Muye narrowed his eyes, and a soaring sword intent erupted from his body!
Sword intent!
A complete sword intent rushed into the clouds and collided with the city protection array above his head, exploding into a dazzling stream of light!
The endless blinding light made it difficult to open their eyes. The sharp light that scattered seemed to want to rip everyone’s faces apart.
Countless onlookers retreated.
“What are you going to compete with me for?
Are we going to compete with swords?”
Han Muye’s voice was extremely cold. The sword qi around him spread out and condensed into small green swords that flowed.
He stood there alone. No one around him dared to speak.
Patriarch Tao Ran’s lips curled up slightly as he glanced at the Mu family’s patriarch beside him.
Back then, he wanted to burn the Little Alchemy Pavilion with Pill Fire.
Unlike today, when Han Muye directly attacked.
He knew that Han Muye really dared to attack today.
Since the Nine Mystic Sword Sect and the Minghua Valley were fighting for the right to name the Void Meridian Pill, they had to fight for the overall situation.
Looking at Han Muye, who was surrounded by sword energy, Patriarch Tao Ran smiled brightly.
This kid was decisive and not inferior to Jin Ze!
“This is Mushen City. You, you’re a sword cultivator. Are you going to—” Chang Ming’s legs trembled. Before he could finish speaking, a stream of light exploded in the sky.
“Boom—”
A 100,000-foot-long sword light collided with the city protection array.
“Patriarch Mu, quickly release the formation to save us!”
The voice came from outside the array.
Han Muye had heard this voice before. He was a half-step Heaven Realm cultivator, the only Grand Elder of the Tai Spirit Sword Sect, and Xia Yunyang, who had submitted to the Wind Spirit Sword Sect.
A half-step Heaven Realm cultivator shouting for help?
Who wants to kill a half-step cultivator?
Just as Xia Yunyang finished speaking, another voice sounded like thunder.
“I, Yang Dingshan, am going to kill someone today. Let’s see who dares to save him!”
Yang Dingshan!
The Sect Master of the Bright Mountain Sword Sect was a half-step Heaven Realm cultivator and a famous expert in the sword path of the Western Frontier!
Patriarch Mu looked at the light screen above his head with a solemn expression.
The Mu family’s Mushen City was an indisputable city.
For hundreds of years, no one had been killed in Mushen City.
But at this moment, someone did not take the rules of Mushen City seriously.
The name of the Holy Land of Alchemy in Mushen City could not suppress the people who came.
This was because the person who wanted to kill someone today was a sword expert from the Western Frontier, a half-step Heaven Realm expert!
The Mu family’s patriarch shook his head and sighed. He did not let go of the array.
The spiritual light in the eyes of the countless alchemists below dissipated.
He had thought that the Mu Family’s Patriarch would be able to calm the battle outside with a word. At the very least, he could release the array and save the life of the person being chased. This would also show that Mushen City was not fighting for the title of a Holy Land.
However, the Mu family’s patriarch did not do so.
After all, alchemy was only alchemy.
Patriarch Tao Ran laughed and said, “So it’s Sect Master Yang taking revenge. It’s better if Mushen City doesn’t interfere.”
He took a step forward, and an endless sword light covered the entire Mushen City.
“Don’t worry, with me, Tao Ran, here today, no one can hurt a single thing in Mushen City!”
The intense pressure made it impossible for anyone below the Earth Realm to raise their heads!
This was the demeanor of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, the fourth largest sect in the Western Frontier.
This was a half-step Heaven Realm Sword Dao Great Cultivator!
One man and one sword, suppressing a city!
One man and one sword, protecting a city!