Yang Feng thought this way, turned around and walked into the alchemy room, turned on all the restrictions around him, and sat down cross-legged.

Over the years, in addition to supplying incarnation, Yang Feng has used most of the spiritual liquid to ripen the three main spiritual herbs of this spiritual fruit.

Until today, Yang Feng finally ripened a batch of spiritual herbs, which were probably thirty servings, and he could start trying to refine pills.

Yang Feng closed his eyes and sat quietly for a long time. After he completely calmed down, his eyes suddenly opened.

Yang Feng waved his hand and took out the silver alchemy furnace, then waved his hand again, a ball of fire flashed, and a flame man emerged and landed under the alchemy furnace.

The flame little man sat cross-legged and pinched the magic trick with his hands. The flames on his body immediately released, and then split and turned into nine exactly the same flames, wrapping the bottom of the alchemy furnace.

Yang Feng waved his hand again, and the materials needed to refine the pills emerged one by one, divided into thirty portions, arranged neatly together.

Yang Feng has thought about the method of refining elixirs countless times in his mind over the years, and he has long been very familiar with it.

Yang Feng opened his mouth and sprayed a blue light, entered the alchemy furnace, and the lid automatically moved away.

Yang Feng took out a spiritual fruit, waved his fingers, and several green sword lights appeared, surrounding the spiritual fruit, and instantly cut the spiritual fruit into golden fruit mud.

A golden fruit core had long been taken out by Yang Feng and placed aside.

Yang Feng carefully threw the golden fruit puree into the alchemy furnace. The flames were swept away, and the alchemy furnace quickly became hot. The fruit puree slowly melted and turned into a ball of golden liquid.

Yang Feng then took another white material and put it into the alchemy furnace...

The gate of the alchemy room was closed for three years.

On this day, the alchemy room suddenly shone brightly and the door was opened.

The figure flashed, and Yang Feng walked out of it, with an excited light on his face, looking in a good mood.

Yang Feng waved his hand, and a golden light flashed in his palm, and a longan-eye-sized pill appeared.

This pill looks golden and emits a soft golden light, but if you look closely, you will find that the layer of golden light on the surface is composed of circles of fine and silky golden patterns, which looks very mysterious.

Such a small pill has tens of thousands of layers of golden patterns on the surface. I'm afraid this is the origin of the name of this pill.

As the pill for the late stage of the true immortal cultivator, this pill was not only a lot of effort for Yang Feng to refine materials, but also the most complicated part of the refining process he has refined so far.

Even Yang Feng's alchemy was not very simple, and he also had a treasure wheel that delayed the time by thousands of times, but in the first year, only one pot of ten pieces of materials was successful, that is, five pills.

However, these failures allowed Yang Feng to summarize a lot of experience, so his chances of refining were constantly increasing. In the end, in three years, thirty pieces of materials were refined in total five times, totaling fifty-five pills.

In fact, not to mention thirty parts of the materials for refining elixirs, even ten parts are almost impossible for ordinary ground-level alchemists to get all together in such a short time, and the success rate of more than 20% does not seem high, but if Yaoping gets back to life and knows about this, his eyes may fall off.

You know, even if it is a Ten Thousand Wheel Pill, if it is taken to the outside world, it will definitely make Hu Shan and others lose their heads.

Even if a late-stage immortal cultivator like Hu Shan who is expensive in the True Immortal Realm has obtained a Ten Thousand Wheel Pill, he may not be willing to swallow it immediately. Instead, he will not take it until the critical moment of opening up the immortal orifice.

After all, even if you look at the entire fairyland, there may be only a few elixirs of elixirs for the later stage of the true immortal realm. Even large forces like Longmen may not be able to have many, otherwise there would be no fewer immortal cultivators in the Golden Immortal Realm.

But Yang Feng did not have such troubles. As time goes by, he can refine more, which can completely satisfy his continuous swallowing during his subsequent practice.

Yang Feng was in a very good mood at the moment, but he did not refine a large number of Wanhu Pills. More importantly, he found that after these three years, his alchemy skills have also made rapid progress and reached a certain bottleneck.

He had a intuition that as long as he tried to overcome this bottleneck, his alchemy would enter another realm.

Yang Feng took a deep breath, put away the pills in his hand, and moved his expression and walked outward.

Soon, he came to the medicine garden again, walked around casually, and finally stopped at the place where the planted female bean was.

Under his command, the giant ape puppet would drop spiritual liquid into it every once in a while.

Now that so many years have passed, the mother beans still show no sign of germination.

However, after having the previous experience, he was not in a hurry and turned around to a white spiritual pond.

This spiritual pool is about seven or eight feet in size, with a faint white mist on the surface.

In the spirit pool, a few blood-red lotus flowers floated on the water surface. You could vaguely see blood-colored mist floating around the stamens, and a strong and sweet smell floated in the air.

One of the few lotus flowers is particularly large, the size of a basin, which makes it look like a crane stands out from the crowd, while the other flowers are much smaller.

Yang Feng looked at the blood-colored lotus under the black soil under the spirit pond, a huge lotus root was lying horizontally as thick as a bucket, about stairs long, with a layer of rich blood rays on the surface, and it was extremely crystal clear.

A few smaller spiders grew on the large lotus root, but they are much worse than those of the large lotus root, regardless of their thickness or color.

A place where the lotus root suddenly appeared in a dark color, as if it was dyed with ink marks, the size of a fist, the color was very dark and very conspicuous.

This big lotus root is the snow lotus he photographed back then. It continues to reproduce as a mother lotus root to provide the main material for refining Wanhun Pills.

After these years of spiritual liquids are constantly infused, this lotus root has a medicinal age of at least 200,000 to 300,000 years.

The higher the year of the main material, the more or less the effect of the Wanlun Dan in the future.

However, Yang Feng's eyes turned and looked at the dark area on the surface of the blood lotus root.

This symbiotic pattern has also undergone some changes over the years, not only in the appearance and the color has become darker. It seems that some patterns appear in it, which look like a leaf vein of some kind.

Moreover, although extremely weak, he could still feel the fluctuations of the power of the law emitted from it.

It is not the law of time, but the power of another unknown law.

Seeing this, Yang Feng felt a little moved.

At that time, there was absolutely no fluctuation of the power of the law in this symbiosis pattern. The current changes should be caused by the influence of spiritual liquid over the years.

Now, he couldn't help but feel a little interested in what changes this symbiotic pattern will have in the future.

Yang Feng stayed by the White Spirit Pool for a while, then turned around and walked outside.

After returning to the bedroom, he immediately fell asleep.

In the past three years of restless refining the Ten Thousand Wheel Pill, we need to concentrate throughout the whole process, and we dare not be careless at all. At the same time, we have to calculate the opportunity to activate the treasure wheel from time to time. Even with his current cultivation and spiritual power in the late stage of the True Immortal Realm, he feels very tired.

Before the next practice begins, it is necessary to recover well so that the body, mind and magic power are at a peak.

This sleep lasted for three days and three nights.

Three days later, Yang Feng came to the secret room with great energy, sat cross-legged, holding a blue jade bottle in his hand.

The bottle body was slightly tilted, and a longan-eye-sized light golden pill was poured out, which was the Wanlun Pill.

Yang Feng used two white fingers to hold the pill, and after pondering for a moment, he sent it into his mouth and took it with his head up.

The Wanlun Pill quickly melted into the mouth and abdomen, turning into a burning and powerful warm current, flowing through the eight extraordinary meridians in the body.

Yang Feng frowned slightly, and he felt that these warm currents were like ten thousand horses rushing wildly under a call. They were flowing faster and faster among the tendons and veins in their body, and gradually formed a warm vortex everywhere, causing the tendons and veins to swell.

After a while, Yang Feng's brows gradually stretched out, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

The medicinal power of Wanlun Pill is even greater than he expected.

He quickly let out a breath, calmed his mind, silently circulated the "Fairy-No-Photo-No-Photo" and began his selfless practice.

A soft golden light shone over his body.

Spring goes and winter comes, and the four seasons change, year after year passes.

As the dust outside the cave gate accumulates, there is almost no sign of a gate on the mountain wall.

More than five hundred years are an extremely long period of time for mortals. During this period, there can even be dynasties and race migration, but for those who practice, it is just a retreat.

On this day, wind and clouds suddenly surged over the island, and countless black clouds appeared out of thin air, and arcs flashed wildly.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rolled violently, forming an extremely huge vortex of spiritual energy that slowly rotated.

Countless groups of spiritual power that can be seen in the naked eye appeared in the air, and as the spiritual vortex rotated, it also gathered towards the island.

A hundred miles away from the nameless island, there is a fiery red island on the sea.

This island is very small, only about a mile away. It is made up of bright red corals, shining in the sun, and looks very beautiful.

The sea water next to the Coral Island rolled, and a red monster emerged from the water.

This monster is more than ten feet long and looks like a pig's tits. Its body is covered with red hair, standing upright like a steel needle, with two snow-white fangs growing on the edge of its mouth, shining with a metal-like cold light.

What's even more strange is that the beast has six legs.
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