Shinto Dantei

When the first batch of fifty magic pills was refined, dozens of elders and talented disciples collapsed and fell to the ground in the magic pool. Their pupils were wide open and their bodies were trembling slightly.

Some young people can clearly perceive the aging of their bodies.

Some elders who have lived for many years increasingly feel that their bodies are lacking in energy and blood, their bodies are getting more tired, and their strength is getting weaker.

These are all signs that life force has been drained away.

Simply relying on pills cannot make up for it.

Gushan reached out and picked up a magic pill, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes. The magic pill made from various precious and rare elixirs was indeed precious.

The demonic energy inside is very pure, which is definitely a great tonic for the demon.

However, this is not something that ordinary practitioners can swallow.

The reason is that it contains strong demonic energy. After ordinary practitioners take it, it is like eating a knife. This knife will shuttle back and forth in the body, cutting the body full of holes.

For the devil, it is a great tonic, but for the cultivators, it is a poison.

"good."

Gushan nodded, then looked at everyone and said, "You have done a great job. The first batch of magic pills was very successful. Next, there will be a second batch..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone was in panic.

"Pavilion Master, it's not that we are unwilling to refine it, it's this magic pill... it can swallow our blood and absorb our vitality! Refining it once will take away most of our lives. If we continue, we will die!"

One of the elders was very emotional. You could see that his eye sockets were sunken and his hall was a little dark. This was a sign of insufficient blood in his body.

When refining this magic pill before, he was devoured nearly half of his blood.

For him, who already had very little longevity left, refining it would be tantamount to committing suicide.

Unexpectedly, Gushan did not beat or reprimand, but smiled gently and said, "I know that the process of refining the magic pill is very hard for you. Only because of this, I asked Chen Hong to find a way. Chen Hong, take them Come up!"

After the words fell, Chen Hong was seen walking from a distance. He raised his hand and dragged a pagoda exuding strong blood energy. He laughed and said, "From today on, you will continue to stay here to refine. Don't worry about what will happen to you." What effect does blood energy have? You use them as materials to refine it!"

After speaking, Chen Hong reached out and patted the pagoda.

Suddenly, dozens of figures fell out from inside. These people were obviously unconscious, fell to the ground, and fell asleep.

At a glance, most of them are body-refining experts, and each of them has an astonishing amount of Qi and blood.

Although he was sleeping, he was snoring like thunder, and the air flow produced by his breathing shook the void.

"this……"

In the magic pool, the disciples and elders were stunned.

"Pavilion Master, what does this mean?"

The elder who asked earlier had a slight tremor in his voice.

He seemed to have noticed something, and his face was very ugly.

Gu Shan chuckled and said, "Aren't you worried that if you continue to refine the magic elixir, your blood and vitality will continue to be absorbed? The solution is very simple, use them to refine the elixir."

"Using living people to make elixirs is a taboo in the medicine refining world!"

There was a talented disciple whose face was as pale as paper.

The elder also shook his hands and shouted loudly, "Pavilion Master, have you forgotten the ancestral teachings of our sect? The first lesson when becoming an alchemist is that you are not allowed to use living people to refine elixirs. These Years later, we at Yudan Pavilion have always abided by it!”

He is the oldest in Yudan Pavilion, a generation older than Gushan.

Speaking of which, Gushan should call him clan uncle.

Gushan's eyes flickered continuously, and finally fell on the elder, and said softly, "It seems that the clan uncle is not willing to use living people to make elixirs. Yes, it is a very noble pursuit. Then you can continue to stay in the magic pool and continue to give me Refining the magic elixir, let’s see how long you can last with your broken body.”

"Pavilion Master, you are openly challenging the bottom line of our alchemists!"

The elder roared angrily, even his cheeks were deformed.

laugh!

Gushan's eyes flashed, and with a flick of his finger, a burst of strange fire flew out, wrapping the elder in it. With a scream, he was burned alive into a ball of life essence.

Whoosh!

Gushan sent this mass of essence into the hands of a talented disciple and said calmly, "It is better to use his blood to refine the magic pill than to waste it."

Tianjiao disciples were trembling and did not dare to resist at all.

After doing this, Gushan stood with his hands behind his back and sneered, "You don't want to use living people to refine elixirs. Well, I admire your persistence, but you still have to refine magic elixirs like everyone else. Since you don't want other people's lives, Then risk your own life to practice it! Rules? Haha, in troubled times, these have already become a joke!

All the disciples and elders were as silent as cicadas.

"Start, refine another batch of magic pills for me within two days!"

Gushan turned his back and left, "The reason why we at Yudan Pavilion can have a home in this troubled world is simply because we are all alchemists. If we put aside our identity as alchemists, we have the same relationship with other cultivators." What’s the difference? Since you have taken refuge in the Heavenly Demon Clan, you should be aware that the Heavenly Demon Clan does not raise idlers!”

They lowered their heads with complicated eyes.

This is a choice.

Should he break through the bottom line and use living people to make elixirs, or should he continue to use his own life force to feed the magic elixirs.

When it comes to big issues, most people are unwilling to push past the bottom line.

But if you don't break through the bottom line, the price is your own life.

How many people in this world are willing to persevere?

The Great Elder Chen Hong glanced at everyone and sneered, "Why are you still standing there? Keep refining."

Those people were silent, as if making a decision.

Finally, someone started to take the lead, grabbing the unconscious cultivators on the ground and putting them into the magic pool.

Soon, others followed suit.

Chen Hong saw it and thought it was ridiculous.

How long has it been, and you are still pretending to be hypocritical here.

Thinking about how to survive first is the truth!

Each of these cultivators has huge Qi and blood. If used to refine medicine, it can perfectly offset the magic pill's thirst for life force, and there is almost no need to consume their own life force.

From this point of view, it's a good thing.

Tsk tsk tsk!

As the demonic energy circulated, it devoured one living person after another, making a crackling and burning sound. All the alchemists forcibly calmed down their emotions and carried out the operations step by step.

"Haha, it seems everyone got started quickly."

Chen Hong smiled and said, "Next, I will capture more cultivators and let you refine the magic pill. You must remember that the more magic pills you refine, the greater your value will be."

Many elders and disciples were silent.

They really had nothing to say to refute.