3222: C3222 Life?

C3222 Life?

While Doudou acted dumb, he was also slightly puzzled in his heart, as he didn't understand why Daoist Fresh Breeze, who was already at the Nascent Soul Stage, had suddenly come knocking on his door.

Logically speaking, she, who didn't reveal her abilities, should be unremarkable.

Daoist Fresh Breeze! However, he didn't know what Doudou was thinking. He quietly landed on the ground. "What's your name?"

"Senior, junior, bean sprout. " The bean sprout's expression didn't change.

Daoist Fresh Breeze's expression instantly froze. Compared to the others, the name of the bean sprout could be said to be unique and unique.

After a while, he shook his head and smiled. "I want to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"

The Green Spirit Sword Tome required a person with strong Divine Sense to cultivate it. In the past, there was still Jiang Ting. But now. . . To the Purple Frost Sect, Jiang Ting was already considered a dead man.

If not, why hadn't he returned for nearly thirty years?

When bean sprout heard this, he immediately felt bitter in his heart. Become a disciple?

What a joke! How could she, who was on the same level as Jiang Ting, acknowledge him as her master?

The reason why Jiang Ting acknowledged him as his master was firstly because he lacked the foundation and foundation at that time, and he had to find a big tree to take advantage of. Secondly, his talent was not enough, and he had to borrow the strength of others.

But she was different. Why would she need to become Jiang Ting's disciple?

She did not need the resources of the Fresh Breeze Daoist, nor did she need to rely on the big tree. All she needed to do was find a place to cultivate quietly. At the beginning, if it wasn't for "monitoring" Jiang Ting at a close distance, she might not have come to Purple Frost Sect.

After that, Jiang Ting didn't leave, so she took the opportunity to stay at Crane Cry Mountain.

In short, although Qing Feng's cultivation base was powerful and extraordinary, it wouldn't do her any good to become her disciple.

She wanted to, reject.

However, she could not reject him directly. If it was too straightforward, then where would the dignity of a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator be placed?

After his mind spun for a moment, bean sprout spoke in a low voice: "Senior, Junior remembers that Senior already has Junior Brother Jiang Ting under his tutelage, right?"

No one stipulated that only one disciple could be accepted.

Daoist Qingfeng was startled. . . . He could naturally tell that the bean sprout was there, so he declined the offer.

If it was before, he might have continued to try to take in disciples. After all, he didn't want to cut off the inheritance. But now. . . His intention to take in disciples had become much fainter.

After becoming a Soul Formation cultivator, his lifespan had increased by countless folds, and he had also lost the difficult situation of failing and dying.

That was why after he had been rejected, he had put down his thoughts of accepting a disciple.

With this thought, Daoist Fresh Breeze changed the topic. "How's your relationship with Jiang Ting?"

"Sort of, not bad. " bean sprout's expression didn't change.

She was so close to Jiang Ting's cave. No one would believe that their relationship was not good.

Daoist Qingfeng spoke again. "Is there any news about him?"

Without hesitation, bean sprout said, "No. . . I heard that when he returned from the Autumn Water Pavilion, he and Senior Sister Ye Shiyu were ambushed by the devil cultivators and the Black Feather Pavilion. After that, he was hunted down by the devil Young Lord Xiahou Ping and died in the Green Rainbow Danger Zone. "

Daoist Qing Feng frowned slightly, then shook his head slightly. He turned around and left. After all, Jiang Ting was his disciple, and also his only disciple at the moment.

Although the Purple Frost Sect and even him had tacitly agreed that Jiang Ting had died in the Green Rainbow Danger Zone, but. . . He had to ask if Jiang Ting had died or not.

Now that he couldn't get an answer from the bean sprout, he naturally wouldn't stay any longer.

Seeing this, the bean sprout didn't mind and sat back down on the ground, silently cultivating.

As for Jiang Ting's safety. . . She didn't really care.

Or, it could be said that she did not think that Jiang Ting would die in the pursuit of those in the same realm!

At this moment, who still had great confidence in Jiang Ting's survival? It was afraid that only Doudou was still alive.

………………

Evil Dragon Market.

Yun Family Shop, third floor, Pill Refining Room.

"Crackle. . . " Amidst the crackling sound of the flames, Jiang Ting, who was standing beside the Pill Furnace, had his face flushed red by the flames.

The surface of the flames looked ordinary and ordinary, just like ordinary flames. But in reality, it was formed by Jiang Ting's magic power.

Perhaps the temperature was not as high as the temperature of the flame that the formation attracted.

Perhaps the power was also not comparable to a fire elemental spell.

However, the sound was steady, and could be easily controlled even with his eyes closed.

His body was already covered in dust. That was the powder formed after the spiritual energy in the Spirit Stone was completely absorbed!

After an unknown period of time.

Jiang Ting's body did not move at all. However, his divine sense was like a wave, crazily rushing towards the Pill Furnace. At this time, cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

He had officially stepped into the Immortal Dao of Qi Refining Foundation, which made him different from ordinary people. However, at this moment, he was sweating like a mortal. . .

Sweat droplets streaked across his face like raindrops.

However, Jiang Ting seemed to have not noticed it. His divine sense poured into the pitch black Pill Furnace, and he 'saw' that the essence of the over three hundred heavenly materials in the Pill Furnace was surging and fluctuating in the middle of the Pill Furnace.

Then, Jiang Ting waved his right hand, and habitually pulled the Spirit Stone beside him with his magic power. Then, he crushed it.

"Crack crack crack. . . "

As soon as the Spirit Stone was crushed, a huge amount of spiritual energy was instantly released. It was then absorbed into Jiang Ting's body. The pure spiritual energy turned into magical energy and started to replenish his energy.

Jiang Ting did not deliberately control all of this.

At this moment, all of his consciousness had entered the Pill Furnace along with his Divine Sense.

Under the control of his Divine Sense, the essence began to condense slowly. . . . That was not right. It was not that he was using his Divine Sense to condense the essence. Instead, he was using his Divine Sense to continuously compress the space around the essence of the Pill Furnace.

Under his pressure, the essence began to slowly fuse together.

The Soul Convergence Pill had already reached the final step - Core Formation!

Jiang Ting had long memorized the steps of the pill refinement. At this moment, even though his face was covered in sweat, it did not affect his control over his Divine Sense.

After that, the essence began to condense at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than seven minutes, the essence was divided into three parts. It was a pale golden pill the size of a finger.

"It's done. " With a whisper, Jiang Ting suddenly cut off the magic power of the flame.0

The huge flame instantly dissipated, and the Pill Furnace also quietly opened.

A faint medicinal fragrance began to spread. . . But it spread at an extremely fast speed. In less than half a breath's time, just as Jiang Ting took the pill, the entire alchemy room began to emit the medicinal fragrance.

With the faint medicinal fragrance embroidered on it, Jiang Ting's entire person became relaxed and relaxed. Not to mention, his magic power had also silently condensed a trace.

Although the degree of condensation was very low, not even a thousandth of it. . . . But, it was merely a trace of medicinal fragrance.

"Three pills formed. It was not in vain for the hardships I went through this time. " Jiang Ting very quickly ignored his magic power. He turned around and sized up the pill in his hand. His entire person began to relax.

Three months!

He used a total of three months to refine this One Qi Restoration Pill. During this period, he maintained the output of magic power without rest and continuously maintained the observation with his divine sense!

He had just relaxed when he suddenly felt that his limbs and bones were all starting to feel sore and weak. His body staggered and he actually nearly fell down. . .

pqdm.com