Chapter 112
Su Zimo took a lot of trouble to send the little fat man away, and then came to the entrance of the cave mansion, squatted on the ground, concentrated on arranging a large array.
Su Zimo arranged a second-order trapped formation called Yanluo formation.
The identity of this stupid bird was so special that Su Zimo didn't dare to make a killing formation. It was enough to set up a trapped formation to stop the stupid bird and not disturb him.
Linghu watched from the side, even though he was puzzled, it also realized that Su Zimo must have found a way to restrain stupid birds this time.
It took more than three months to go this time, and it was not a short time.
It took a full day for Su Zimo to arrange this smoke array.
Su Zimo didn't mean to stop, and continued to arrange a second-order soundproof array outside the Yanluo array.
In this way, even if this stupid bird is trapped in the big formation, it will not affect Su Zimo.
After that, Su Zimo left a mark on the spirit beast token hung around Linghu's neck, allowing Linghu to enter and leave the cave freely.
After setting up all this, the night is already sinking.
Su Zimo looked at the night outside without any sleep.
It was less than three months before the end of Wufeng Juyi, and there was not much time left for him.
According to the original plan, at the end of the year, Su Zimo could use sufficient spiritual stones to raise his realm to the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation.
But now, spending a lot of time on the peak, by the end of the year, Su Zimo can only reach the 9th level of Qi Condensation at most.
After all, Su Zimo has made little progress in alchemy.
At the ninth level of Qi Condensation, facing Feng Haoyu, who was on the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, he didn't need to be reminded by others. Su Zimo knew that he had no chance of winning.
What's more, Feng Haoyu also practiced "The Misty Sword", one of the three secret techniques of the sect.
Su Zimo's only chance to win lies in the two swordsmanship bamboo slips!
Before Wufeng compares his skills, he must cultivate into a three-talented and six-in-one sword formation, so that he can become a sword formation master!
Su Zimo stayed up all night, took out the alchemy furnace again, and began to make alchemy.
Last time, Su Zimo was expected to refine the first-order pill. The grade was unknown, but it was interrupted by Xiaohe in the middle, which caused the pill to explode.
He hadn't made alchemy for three months, and Su Zimo's methods were obviously rusty.
The temperature of the flame was not accurate enough, and the spirit grass was continuously burned to ashes.
It wasn't until the latter half of the night that Su Zimo found feelings and gradually became better.
There were many failures in the middle, and in the wee hours of the morning, Su Zimo finally succeeded in refining a pot of pill.
Normally, there are nine pills in a pot.
But the more complex the pill, the more difficult it is to refine the pill, and the less the number of pill will eventually become.
Like the first-order pill, the most difficult to refining foundation pill, there is only one pill, not many.
And the Spirit Gathering Pill is the most common among the first-order pill.
Nine Spirit Gathering Pills burst out from the pores of the alchemy furnace, suspended in mid-air, and there were three pill patterns condensed on the eight pill pills, all of which were top-grade pills.
There is also a pill with four pill patterns condensed on it, the best pill!
Su Zimo looked at the nine Spirit Gathering Pills floating in front of him, his eyes flickering, thoughtfully.
The first time he became a pill, there was such a condition, which was beyond Su Zimo's expectation.
Alchemy is different from refiner.
With the refining tool, flame is the root, but the real core is still in the two steps of tempering and gathering spirits.
But the real core of alchemy is to refine the essence of the pill twice.
The more thorough the two extractions, the fewer impurities in the pill, and the better the color of the pill will be.
Su Zimo's heart moved with a blast, and a pinch of scarlet flames burned out from the tip of his right finger.
The only explanation for refining such a good-quality pill is in the three-level spirit fire in front of you!
Su Zimo vaguely realized that the third-level spiritual fire condensed in his right hand was different from the ordinary third-level spiritual fire. It seemed to have a unique advantage in refining spiritual wood herbs.
In this way, as long as you continue to practice, accurately master the flame temperature, and become familiar with the spirit grass composition, it is not impossible to refine the perfect pill!
"Is this my flame not a third-level spiritual fire at all, but it has the same color as a third-level spiritual fire?"
Su Zimo looked at his right hand repeatedly, lost in thought.
At this moment, a familiar Heming suddenly heard from outside the cave.
"Hey!"
Linghu was so excited that he jumped up in fright, the hair on his back stood upside down, and his eyes were uncertain.
Even in the past three months, Linghu still has lingering fears. It can be seen how it was tortured by Xiaohe during the previous period.
"finally come."
Su Zimo smiled slightly and calmly looked at the small crane falling from the sky.
Xiaohe flapped his wings, triumphantly, watching Su Zimo's eyes full of playfulness.
That means, it's a small thing, even if you hide out for three months, you will have to come back sooner or later, and you won't be able to escape from the palm of my hand!
Xiaohe just landed at the entrance of the cave, and suddenly a dazzling circle of light flashed on the ground!
The light of the pattern is shining, and the smoke is excited!
"Hey!"
Xiaohe's expression changed, with some panic in his eyes, he wanted to rise into the air, only to realize that no matter how he flew, he couldn't fly out of the small area in front of him.
Trapped!
Xiaohe grew up on the Misty Peak since he was a child. He naturally knew the methods of many monks and realized that he might be trapped in a formation.
"Hey!"
Xiaohe has an angry expression on his face, and his cry is high and bright, but it reverberates in the soundproof array and cannot be transmitted.
Linghu was in the cave, watching Xiaohe keep opening his mouth, but there was no sound, he couldn't help grinning, jumping around in place with excitement.
Finally saw this silly bird deflated!
"You have today too, Lord Tiger will get revenge!" Linghu looked up to the sky and screamed, sullenly in his chest.
Seeing Linghu's provocation, Xiaohe felt even more angry. He stood still a little while standing still, and suddenly fluttered his wings. Amidst the roar of the wind, the cold and cold claws came out and grabbed into the cave!
Linghu was taken aback, and just about to dodge backwards, he found that Xiaohe was trapped in an area and couldn't rush out at all. He could only ram into it, like a headless worm.
Linghu laughed more happily.
Su Zimo let out a sigh of relief.
This stupid bird obviously didn't know anything about the formation, and by virtue of its power, it was not enough to break the big formation.
In the next period of time, Su Zimo could finally calm down and practice.
Su Zimo collided with the entrance of the cave, and if he didn't see the screaming crane, he took out the spirit stone from the storage bag, ran the Qi Jue, and began to practice.
The cultivation level has been stagnated for three months and must be upgraded as soon as possible.
Although a furnace of Spirit Gathering Pill had just been refined, Su Zimo had no plans to swallow it.
Previously, Danfeng first revealed a message that in addition to the perfect pill, even the best pill will contain impurities. Whether this impurity will affect the monks, there are different opinions.
At that time, Su Zimo had already made a trade-off.
Unless it is a perfect pill without impurities, he will not take it lightly.
At this time, Su Zimo did not realize that it was this trade-off that allowed him to lay a solid foundation on the road to immortality cultivation that no one else can match!