The dense trees, like the erald green ocean, are lush and lush, a clear river, accompanied by the sound of gurgling water, anders by.
Beside there, a young man sitting cross-legged, a simple Danding, floating in front of him, the dark yellow Danhuo lightly beating.
"wrong."
"wrong."
"That's not right.
The sprouts were thrown to the ground by Xiao Yang, who was frowning.
These are all his experintal products.
Although he had a complete sacred soul liquid formula in his mind, the simple version of the sacred soul liquid was not so easy to prepare.
He didn't know how many tis he tried, but he still fell short.
The best ti is to speed up the growth of a sprout by more than a hundred tis.
If there were other alchemists present and seeing the waste liquid abandoned by Xiao Yang, it would be extrely shocked.
At present, the most effective stimulating liquid on the mainland can only speed up the growth rate by 50 tis, and it is still in the hands of a very few great alchemists, as the trump card of the box, and will never be passed on.
And the waste liquid discarded by Xiao Yang can be more than a hundred tis faster?
If this news spreads out, I am afraid that the entire alchemy world will be greatly shocked.
"Or not."
Looking at the sprouts in his hands, Xiao Yang smiled helplessly.
Hundreds of tis seem to be very powerful, but in fact it is not enough.
Master Mo said that it would take at least ten thousand years for the ancient species in his void stone to grow up. In other words, it would take at least one hundred days if this level of catalyzing liquid was used.
He can't wait.
There is no ti.
"With a fifth-rank alchemy master's understanding of alchemy, it is already the limit to be able to do this."
After quickly deriving the formula of the simple version of the Holy Soul Liquid in his mind, Xiao Yang finally ca to this conclusion.
The fifth-rank alchemy master seems to be powerful, but the knowledge of dicinal materials is more than a thousand tis worse than that of the sixth-rank alchemy master.
Six-rank alchemy, also known as great alchemy.
An alchemist of this level, placed in the Northern Region, can be counted with a single slap, and his status is extrely noble.
As for the seventh grade alchemist, they are even rarer, and there is only one in the entire Northern Region.
That is the peak owner of the 13 Peaks Danfeng, Mo Gan!
"Since the fifth-rank alchemy is not enough, let's get the sixth-rank." Xiao Yang's eyes flashed.
I don't know how long it has passed since I entered the fifth rank alchemist.
During this period of ti, he has been preparing to break through to the sixth-rank alchemy master. Coupled with Yangjing Jing and Xuanyang Shenshen-making pills, he has at least 70% chance of successfully entering the sixth rank.
However, once he fails, his ntal power will be severely damaged. Even if he is supplented by pills, he will have to wait another six months before he can make another attempt.
This is also the reason why Xiao Yang has not dared to take risks easily.
"Chi Yan, help alert." Xiao Yang said.
Although the location is remote and there is a large area around, don't let him sprinkle gluttonous powder, but it is not a bad thing to be careful.
"Woo!"
Nodding lightly, Chi Yan climbed up to the ancient tree above her head, then stepped on the branches and looked around.
"In that case, let's start."
Taking out Lian Yang Jing and Xuan Yang Lian Shen Pill, Xiao Yang's eyes beca solemn.
Success or failure, in one fell swoop!
"Wow!"
Crushing the Lianyang essence and swallowing it together with the Xuanyang Lian Shen Dan, a dark yellow pill fire burned around Xiao Yang's body, and the nearby air was distorted.
In this state, three days passed in a flash.
The thirteenth peak, in a cave mansion.
"Asshole!"
Qi Yan struggling from the bed, his complexion flushed, his teeth biting together fiercely, the light of hatred flashing in his eyes.
After seeing Xiao Yang defeating Yang Ling, he knew that there was no hope for revenge. The old and new injuries relapsed together, and he passed out on the spot.
This faint is more than a month in the past.
"Brother Qi, you finally woke up."
Mo Qing, who rushed to hear the sound, looked happy.
The two of them ca from the sa empire, plus the Four Small Peaks that they entered in the sa year, so they had a good friendship. If not, Qi Yan would not have entered the Thirteen Peaks, so he would ask Mo Qing for help.
"How long have I been in a coma?" Qi Yan held his chest, which was still aching, with a gloomy voice.
"More than a month." Mo Qing said.
"What?!" Qi Yan's face suddenly twisted fiercely.
He actually wasted more than a month?
Now, even so wastes that are inferior to him should be overtaken by the opportunity!
His chest rises and falls rapidly, and in Qi Yan's eyes, anger spreads.
This is all thanks to Xiao Yang!
"Where is Xiao Yang?" Qi Yan spoke slowly, with a chill that couldn't be concealed.
He hoped that Xiao Yang would die during this period of ti.
"He is now... the tenth on the Starfall List, and three days ago, he ascended to the eighth peak and defeated Yang Ling with just one blow." Mo Qing said solemnly.
This is a reminder from the side.
Now, let alone Qi Yan, even Mo Li, the master of Mon, would not dare to fight Xiao Yang's idea. After hearing these words, Qi Yan had better give up.
Otherwise, Yang Ling, who is now seriously injured and lying in the feather cliff, will be Qi Yan's end.
Unexpectedly, Qi Yan, who was in a state of rage, not only did not hear Mo Qing's off-string sound, but instead, there were blue veins on the back of his hand.
Tenth on the Starfall List?
That's the position he wants to sit in in his dreams!
"Right now, where is Xiao Yang?" His face changed for a while, Qi Yan's eyes sank, and his voice asked coldly.
"I heard from the people inside the door that he seems to have gone to the back of the peak a few days ago and has not co back, and he doesn't know what he is doing."
"Aren't you on the thirteenth peak?" Qi Yan's mouth grinned with a sharp arc: "What about Youli?"
"Practice in the spiritual power room." Mo Qing replied again.
Mon, as the only force on the 13th peak, has natural eyeliners everywhere.
Even though they don't know the specific whereabouts of the Thirteenth Peak disciples, their general trajectory still cannot escape Mon's eyes.
"well."
With a dark smile, a icy fruit erged out of thin air in Qi Yan's hands.
Ice burst fruit, once detonated, it will emit extrely cold spiritual power, and it will be accompanied by a small range of impact.
"What do you want to do?" Mo Qing felt a little bad.
"Didn't You Li practice in the spiritual power room? When you are in a completely imrsed state, you can't be disturbed." Turning the ice burst fruit in his hand, Qi Yan said with a grinning smile.
He likes Youli, but more, it is actually a strong possessiveness.
If you can't get it, then destroy it!
"That bitch, being so indifferent to , deserves to be so." Qi Yan thought gloomily.
"What if..." Mo Qing's complexion changed drastically.
Xiao Yang is not sothing they can afford.
"Don't you dare?" Qi Yan glanced at Mo Qing contemptuously: "Just throw an ice burst fruit, UU will flash after reading , there won't be a third person who knows, what are you afraid of?"
Mo Qing still hesitated.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that I haven't seen you in a year, you have beco so awkward." Qi Yan jumped off the stone bed, tossed the ice burst fruit in his hand, and walked slowly outside the cave.
"Just do it, who is afraid of whom?" Mo Qing's eyes were sharp, and he quickly followed.
Upon seeing this, Qi Yan's mouth ticked.
He couldn't understand Mo Qing's temper any more, as long as he stimulated it a little, he couldn't bear it.
Yes, half a quarter of an hour later.
"boom!"
The bitter cold air, like a small mushroom cloud, burst open on the thirteenth peak, and several disciples passing by were dumbfounded.
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