People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

Deep in the southwest of Ancient Dragon Island, the continuous mountain ranges are like a giant dragon, absorbing all the essence between heaven and earth into its arms.

A slightly inconspicuous valley, covered by layers of dense vegetation, isolated from the noise of the outside world, leaving only the rustling sound of wind blowing through the leaves and the occasional cries of unknown birds and beasts.

In the center of the valley, on an open space, Xiao Ling sat cross-legged. He exuded a strange calmness, as if he had merged with the valley, a world of his own.

His eyes were slightly closed, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyes, his breathing was even and long, and every breath caused the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth to fluctuate slightly and quietly gather in front of him.

A moment later, when Xiao Ling regained his composure, he reopened his eyes. His aura was restrained, almost invisible. Only his eyes, as deep and still as an ancient well, seemed to be filled with lava flowing slowly, radiating so brightly that the surrounding air seemed to distort.

At this moment, he interlaced the fingers of his hands and began to form seals.

The fingertips were not made of ordinary iron, but they emitted a faint glow that was the same source as the strange fire in the body but not exactly the same, as if star fragments were flowing on them.

With each change of his hand gestures, a series of seals as condensed as substance burst out from his fingertips. With a low humming sound, they intertwined and collided with each other in the air several feet in front of him, and finally condensed into a mysterious light array, which seemed to be able to trigger some hidden laws between heaven and earth.

At the same time, as Xiao Ling's mind moved slightly, the strange fire in his body that had been dormant for a while seemed to have received an order and suddenly surged out.

It is not a violent eruption, but a more restrained and pure convergence.

The brilliant strange fire quickly gathered and merged in front of him, like a living elf dancing gracefully.

The shape of the flame began to undergo a miraculous transformation. It was no longer simply burning, but gradually outlined and shaped. Finally, under Xiao Ling's exquisite control, it turned into an ancient and majestic flame alchemy cauldron.

The body of the tripod was surrounded by endless sparks, and on the lid, tiny flames slowly bloomed and withered like lotus flowers, emitting a heart-pounding heat and mysterious atmosphere.

As soon as the huge flaming alchemy cauldron took shape, it emitted a terrifying pressure that could shake one's heart.

Xiao Ling ignored it and just waved his hand casually. It seemed to be a nonchalant act, but it seemed to have triggered some kind of spatial law.

In an instant, the void around him was no longer calm, but like the surface of water with a stone thrown into it, with ripples visible to the naked eye.

The ripples spread extremely quickly, and wherever they passed, the space seemed to become distorted and sticky.

The next moment, accompanied by a slight "crackling" sound of space shattering, countless, countless medicinal herbs were as if suddenly pulled out from another dimension by an invisible hand, falling densely and rapidly in front of Xiao Ling!

They have various shapes and colors. Some leaves are like jade, some roots are like amethyst, and some fruits are red like agate. They emit rich and colorful medicinal fragrances, almost completely submerging this space.

However, just as these herbs were about to touch the ground, Xiao Ling's mind moved, and an invisible but powerful force instantly enveloped them.

The rapidly falling herbs seemed to have hit a transparent barrier, and they all stopped in their tracks. Then, under his precise control, they slowly and orderly gathered behind him.

In an instant, in the void several feet behind him, an almost boundless "ocean" made of medicinal herbs appeared out of thin air!
Various medicinal herbs are piled up layer upon layer, as dense as a mountain, so dense that just one glance is enough to create an overwhelming visual impact with their sheer quantity and variety, making one feel dizzy.

Looking at the ocean of medicinal herbs behind him that almost covered half of the valley, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes.

These were all taken out from the treasure house of Ancient Dragon Island by him.

Of course, he knew in his heart that this was only a part of it at best, not the entire collection.

It has to be said that the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan's ability in treasure hunting is indeed astonishingly powerful.

This strength is not acquired through training, but an innate talent. They seem to have a keen perception of all kinds of natural treasures deep in their blood.

It is precisely because of this talent and the accumulation of countless years that such a large number of rare treasures with such a wide variety have been deposited in the treasure house.

At this moment, just this "tip of the iceberg" is enough to open Xiao Ling's eyes.

Many of the herbs had strange shapes and their medicinal properties were far more pure than he knew. Some of them had only been seen in some medicinal books.

Xiao Ling also took this opportunity to enrich his personal collection and collected many rare medicinal materials that he had never obtained before.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ling couldn't help but raise a smile that he couldn't hide, and he felt so comfortable in his heart.

Looking at the "ocean" behind him made up of countless rare medicinal herbs, and feeling the pure medicinal power that permeated it and was so rich that it almost turned into substance, Xiao Ling suddenly felt a sense of heroism in his heart.

With such rich materials as a foundation, it would be a real waste if we didn’t seize the opportunity to make something out of it!

He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly, his eyes gleaming with excitement and anticipation.

The art of alchemy is profound and cannot be achieved overnight.

In the past, although Xiao Ling did not slack off in his alchemy skills, he was always busy with other important tasks. In addition, alchemy took a long time and it was quite troublesome to find and prepare materials. He had few opportunities to really sit down and hone his alchemy skills.

Now, with such abundant medicinal resources, it is the perfect opportunity for him to test what he has learned and hone his alchemy skills.

With a plan in mind, Xiao Ling stopped thinking about it. He stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers slightly, and gently waved towards the "sea of ​​medicinal herbs" behind him.

In an instant, an invisible force spread out from his fingertips, covering the entire mountain of medicinal herbs.

The roots, leaves, and fruits that were originally quietly floating seemed to be pulled by an invisible giant hand. They began to stir and float, and then gathered into streams of energy, rushing towards the huge flaming alchemy cauldron in front of them.

Almost at the same time as the first batch of medicinal herbs fell into the cauldron, the seals on Xiao Ling's hands began to change rapidly, becoming complex and mysterious.

At the same time, inside the flame alchemy cauldron, the brilliant strange fire that was originally just in a nurturing state suddenly increased, and the raging flames rose into the sky like an awakening giant beast, and the cauldron was instantly enveloped by a blazing white light.

The strange fire did not devour the herbs wildly, but under Xiao Ling's precise control, it turned into countless fine and hot threads of light, like living tentacles, entwining and wrapping the medicinal herbs that were slowly sinking and floating.

As soon as the medicinal materials came into contact with the strange fire, a faint green smoke immediately began to emerge from the surface, accompanied by a subtle "sizzling" sound. The impurities hidden deep in the essence were being burned and forced out bit by bit, turning into nothing.

The essence of the medicinal power is purified and condensed bit by bit under repeated high-temperature quenching, transforming into the purest state.

The only sounds left in the entire valley at this moment were the subtle sounds of the medicinal herbs being refined and the heart-pounding heat fluctuations.

The refining of ninth-grade elixirs is naturally not something that can be done overnight, and it often takes a very long time.

Moreover, Xiao Ling intends to refine not just one or two pills, but a batch of Grade-Nine pills that can help Ancient Dragon Island in a short period of time, utilizing the abundant resources of the Ancient Dragon Island's treasury. Therefore, this pill refining project is destined to be a long and massive undertaking, likely taking far longer than usual.

The elixir fire burned fiercely, and the energy of heaven and earth in the valley was devoured madly. Time passed quietly in the tempering of the strange fire, and in the blink of an eye, several months had passed.

And deep in the mountains southwest of Gulong Island, a strange phenomenon began to appear regularly.

Every once in a while, without any warning, a black magic thunder as dark as ink, as if it can swallow all light, suddenly emerges from the high void without any warning, carrying a heart-pounding breath of destruction, and falls straight towards the direction of Ancient Dragon Island.

At first, this strange phenomenon naturally attracted the attention of some people with keen spiritual perception on Ancient Dragon Island.

They were terrified, fearing that this sudden killing opportunity from outer space would bring catastrophic chaos to Ancient Dragon Island.

However, when the third elder Zhu Li personally came forward and used his profound cultivation and prestige to assure everyone that this was a controllable phenomenon, and that each time the black magic thunder fell, it was perfectly resisted and did not cause any substantial impact on the island, people's hearts gradually settled down, and the matter was gradually regarded as a curiosity and was left unresolved.

Over time, even in the days that followed, people on Ancient Dragon Island still noticed the familiar black shadow streaking across the night sky, but they had long since gotten used to it.

At most, some people would curiously float in the air, watching from afar, treating it as a strange scenery, talking about it for a few words, and then disperse.

……

I don’t know how much time has passed, but the alchemy in the valley is still going on.

This time, it happened that a ninth-grade precious pill was about to take shape, which aroused the power of heaven and earth. At this moment, the heart-pounding black magic thunder fell from the distant void, targeting the place where the pill was being refined.

Seeing the thick lightning column falling rapidly with the aura of destroying everything, Xiao Ling didn't care at all.

His body was suspended in mid-air, and above his head, a deep, inky black vortex had unfolded, like a small black hole, emitting a suffocating devouring power.

The black magic lightning fell into the vortex without any hindrance. There seemed to be an infinite abyss inside the vortex. As soon as the lightning column entered it, it was like a drop in the ocean. Not even a ripple was stirred up and it was completely swallowed up. The violent energy seemed to be decomposed and absorbed in an instant.

When the black magic thunder completely disappeared, Xiao Ling just raised his hand casually.

Under His control, the black vortex above His head shrank and dissipated silently like a popped bubble, eventually becoming invisible.

After doing all this, Xiao Ling slowly retracted his protective fighting spirit, and with a shake of his body, he landed steadily back on the ground, as if the thrilling scene just now was as simple as ordinary breathing.

Feeling the slight fluctuation of mental power in his mind that had been strengthened again due to swallowing the black magic thunder just now, Xiao Ling's mouth curled up with satisfaction.

Inside the alchemy furnace, the ninth-grade precious elixir that had just condensed into shape and was still emitting a strong medicinal fragrance seemed to have sensed something and was rolling slightly in the elixir energy, as if it had gained spirituality and was trying to break free from the constraints of the medicinal power and escape in a transformed form.

However, in Xiao Ling's eyes, this was nothing more than a dying struggle.

Xiao Ling just raised his hand casually, and an invisible suction force was released.

The precious pill that was trying to escape seemed to be fixed in place. It paused for a moment, then turned into a stream of light and shot straight into his palm.

It felt warm to the touch, and the medicinal fragrance was refreshing, but the precious pill could no longer move at all.

Xiao Ling didn't even look at it. His technique was as skillful as usual. With a flick of his fingertips, an exquisite jade bottle with clear water that had been prepared long ago appeared in his hand.

He carefully placed the precious pill into the bottle, twisted the cap, and the rich medicinal fragrance was immediately sealed in.

The whole process was smooth and seamless, without any delay, and it was obvious that the master was very skilled.

He put the jade bottle containing the elixir into his personal space. As the bottle disappeared, Xiao Ling finally released all his mental strength.

He couldn't help but stretch himself widely, and his joints made a series of slight crackling sounds.

At the same time, he slowly withdrew the strange fire that was condensed in front of him to keep the alchemy furnace burning.

"Huh..." He let out a long sigh, a relieved smile on his face, "I've finally finished refining it, the last one is done."

He rubbed his sore shoulders and said to himself:
"It's the first time in all these years that I've spent so much time refining pills at once. I'm so tired that my bones are about to fall apart."

This tone was full of fatigue, but also carried the ease and satisfaction of completing a great task.

Since embarking on the path of cultivation, Xiao Ling has never stopped studying the art of alchemy.

His current achievements are certainly inseparable from his extraordinary spiritual power, but his hard work and accumulation over the years are also an indispensable cornerstone.

However, to devote himself so wholeheartedly and focus on alchemy for such a long period of time was an unprecedented experience for him.

After all, in the past he mostly practiced cultivation and alchemy in parallel, alternating between the two for the sake of efficiency.

But this time, he poured all his mind and energy into every step of alchemy, reaching a state of almost selfless concentration.

Of course, such wholehearted dedication naturally brought Xiao Ling rich rewards.

I was still a little clumsy when refining the ninth-grade elixir before, but after a period of focused training, I have now become proficient in it.

He has already mastered the ninth-grade alchemy knowledge that he has mastered, and combined with his own strong mental strength, he will hardly make any mistakes when refining the ninth-grade elixir.

In fact, if all the medicinal materials were available, he began to feel that it would not be impossible to try to refine a ninth-grade Xuandan.

Of course, these are just Xiao Ling’s fantasies at the moment.

After all, he was still some distance away from completely breaking through to the Douluo Saint level, and refining high-level elixirs consumed a huge amount of energy.

There is no need to rush about the Ninth-grade Mysterious Pill.

(End of this chapter)