1628: C1628 Concoct a Pill

C1628 Concoct a Pill

Zhong Ming sensed that something was wrong as he continued to descend. Although this mountain was very high, it was definitely not so high that it had not reached the ground even after a dozen seconds. Furthermore, Zhong Ming had examined his Spiritual Sense meticulously. Even if he did not believe that Zhong Ming was able to see it with his own eyes, he would believe that his own Spiritual Sense could detect it. The message that the Spiritual Sense had sent him was that he had always been in the vicinity of the place with the strongest dot on the Spiritual Energy. From the moment he had stepped into the cave until now, his distance and position had not changed one bit.

It was obvious that his vision was in total darkness, and the five senses were telling him that he was falling. This should be the illusion set up around the Consolidating Equipment Grass. As for who set up this illusion, it was still unknown. However, there were only a few ways to break through the illusions. One method depended on the will of the person who entered the illusions, and the other method depended on the cultivation of the person who entered. If the will was strong, then the illusions would not be a problem.

The reason why illusions could trap people, was mostly because those who entered had weak wills. If one's cultivation was not strong enough, they would be eliminated and then swallowed by the illusions. However, Xuan Hao was different. Although Xuan Hao's will wasn't very pure right now, his strength was enough to guarantee his own life. It was more than suitable for him to enter the illusion world. The only drawback was that he didn't know what other special effects the illusion had other than letting people drop. The unknown added a trace of worry to Zhong Ming's confidence in Xuan Hao.

Xuan Hao took the pill that Zhong Ming gave him and lazily threw it into his mouth. In an instant, the Demonic Qi that overflowed all over his body disappeared and was hidden inside his body.

Xuan Hao waited for a moment and felt that there were no problems. Then, under Zhong Ming and Huang Ling's worried gazes, he turned around and left the space.

Zhong Ming stood on the spot. After staying still for a moment, he turned around and walked towards the quiet room.

No one noticed that Zhong Ming had turned around and a trace of light flashed across his eyes.

Huang Ling was a little depressed after Xuan Hao left. She had a nagging feeling that this time, he was going to cause some trouble again. Huang Ling sighed in her heart. She had truly worried her heart out for Xuan Hao. She felt that she had become old.

No one had heard Huang Ling's unfathomable sigh, making her feel even more desolate. She followed closely behind Zhong Ming, making her look more and more pitiful compared to Zhong Ming's tall and straight body.

Zhong Ming walked for a while. After the light in his eyes faded, the color in his eyes returned to its original pitch black and deep. His low, clear voice suddenly rang out, "Huang Ling, you should go rest." When Xuan Hao comes back, you can take him to find the water chestnut grass. "

Huang Ling was slightly taken aback. She had been too immersed in her own misery just now and had lost her train of thought for a moment. After reacting for a long time, he finally understood what Zhong Ming had just said to him. She stopped and nodded behind Zhong Ming. "Okay, then I will leave first, Master." Finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the distant Spirit Bamboo Forest.

After Zhong Ming finished arranging Huang Ling and Xuan Hao, he went into the quiet room and sat down cross-legged.

No one knew what Zhong Ming did the moment Xuan Hao left. Zhong Ming looked at his own Pill Furnace, deep in thought.

Actually, he had just secretly made a small improvement on Xuan Hao's medicine. Zhong Ming decided to use the pill as a test subject when he just finished refining it. When he gave it to Xuan Hao, the pill had already merged with Zhong Ming's Spiritual Sense.

Spiritual Sense stripping the main body should be extremely painful for normal people, but Zhong Ming was different. Zhong Ming had just experienced this kind of pain, and he already had the recovery pill for the Spiritual Sense. Stripping out a little of the Spiritual Sense to help him concoct the pills in the future was worth it for Zhong Ming.

After Xuan Hao had consumed the Qi Concealing Pill and integrated it with Zhong Ming's Spiritual Sense, Zhong Ming was able to check the absorption of the pill and how long it had been effective in his body at any time. And the light that flashed across Zhong Ming's eyes just now was Zhong Ming establishing a connection with the Spiritual Sense in Xuan Hao's body. At the same time, Zhong Ming found that the blood contract between him and Xuan Hao vaguely produced another resonance. Zhong Ming stood there for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out what it was, so he gave up on going back to the chamber to concoct pills.

Unlike Zhong Ming, Xuan Hao's actions were very concise. After he left the space, he fell into darkness. Relying on the vast knowledge and fearless intelligence he had accumulated in the Dragon Clan, he smoothly passed through the illusion, reaching the place where the Consolidating Equipment Grass was – the core of the entire cliff.

The process of Xuan Hao obtaining the Consolidating Equipment Grass was extremely smooth. The Consolidating Equipment Grass should have been grown on the blood and bones of tens of thousands of people, but right now, Xuan Hao had actually seen this incomparably bizarre herb in a field of grass that was glowing with a blue light that was like the starry sky. Xuan Hao knew without thinking that this was a trap. However, the Consolidating Equipment Grass Zhong Ming told him looked exactly like this.

Xuan Hao hesitated. At present, whether he advanced or retreated seemed to be a difficult problem. If he walked directly into that patch of blue grass, he would be able to obtain the Purple Wind Bell like Congealing Grass, and he would be caught in another trap. In the end, the Congealing Grass in front of him might not be the real Congealing Grass; if he retreated, he would not know where the real Congealing Grass was. Xuan Hao thought for a moment before deciding to charge forward.

His black hair was loose at the back, and he only used a wooden hairpin to tie himself up slightly. His black clothes completely covered his entire body, and in the dark night, other than a fair and handsome face and a pair of captivating blood-red eyes, he seemed as silent as a shadow that had never existed before, coming and going without a trace.

Xuan Hao's figure flashed as he rushed to the front of the Consolidating Equipment Grass, using all his strength to pull it up by its roots. He turned around and ran, his feet not even touching the blue grass surrounding the Consolidating Equipment Grass. However, the fact that the Consolidated Equipment Grass had been pulled out was not something that could be covered up by the past.

In the pit left behind after they pulled out the Consolidating Equipment Grass, tentacles glowing with blue light suddenly appeared one after another. They kept extending outwards, and their speed was extremely fast as they caught up to Zhong Ming. As the tentacles crawled across the ground, it was littered with blue powder that emitted a dazzling light.

Xuan Hao had already disliked this kind of vine when he was fighting with the giant tree. Now, these tentacles had come and touched his forehead. How could he endure this?

During the process of escaping, Zhong Ming carefully observed the Consolidating Equipment Grass in his hands. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal with it, he put it into his pocket, set up a small boundary to protect the grass, and then turned around to face the enemy.

Xuan Hao didn't spend too much effort in dealing with these unknown tentacles after obtaining the expected victory. Then, he turned around and walked into the space.

The blood contract between Xuan Hao and Zhong Ming was too convenient for Xuan Hao. For example, with Zhong Ming's permission, Xuan Hao could freely access space like Zhong Ming. He had been a little aggressive just now, hoping for a fight that would make him feel full. But it was clear that this tentacle monster had yet to reach the level to fight him. The battle between him and the tentacle monster was just a crushing defeat. Xuan Hao placed a hand on his forehead. After entering the space, he walked towards the quiet room while thinking.

Zhong Ming had already started a new round of concocting pills, and one by one, the herbs were thrown into the Pill Furnace. Zhong Ming summoned the Divine Firebird to help him control the fire, and at the same time, distracted himself by injecting the Spiritual Energy into the refined Pill Furnace. The reason why Xuan Hao knew that Zhong Ming was in the private room was because Zhong Ming had taken a moment out of his busy schedule to use the Blood Pact to restore Xuan Hao's position. Yes, Zhong Ming did not even have the time to use telepathy. He was now fully immersed in his training without the slightest bit of relaxation.

Xuan Hao entered the quiet room. Without making a sound, he placed the Consolidating Equipment Grass on the ground and retreated.

There was still a faint red fog in the air. Although it was not very obvious, to Xuan Hao, it was as if he was constantly reminding him that he was a Sky Demon and that he was harmful to the people around him.

Originally, he was in an exceptionally good mood, but after returning from the battle and obtaining a stalk of Consolidating Equipment Grass, as well as having just broken through his own mental barrier, he had no idea what was going on after wandering in space for just a short period of time.

Xuan Hao's heart trembled. He casually found a large flat rock in the empty space and sat down cross-legged on it.0

Her black hair fell in pieces between her eyebrows. The long hair that flowed down the back of her head was draped over her black clothes. From a distance, she looked like a blended ink painting. Of course, the calmness and distance of this ink painting was without even looking at Xuan Hao's blood-red eyes.

At this moment, Xuan Hao seemed to have become irritable again. His demonic nature had originally been suppressed, but now it seemed as if it was about to recover.

Xuan Hao recalled that Zhong Ming gave him a Tranquil Heart Pill just now. He had just had a clear mind and a calm heart. It seemed that he was under the assistance of the Tranquil Heart Pill. Since Zhong Ming was refining medicine, he couldn't recklessly disturb him. Xuan Hao lowered his head and tightly closed his eyes. He decided to cultivate.

At this time, Huang Ling still did not know that the big fool she was worried about, Xuan Hao, had returned. He had turned into a yellow Spirit Rat, leisurely lying down in the middle of the bamboo leaves, holding his head lazily and falling asleep.

Huang Ling, Xuan Hao, and Zhong Ming each played their part and did not disturb each other in such a large space.

Weng! Suddenly, a deafening metallic sound rang out in the air.

Xuan Hao had originally been absorbing the red colored Demonic Qi in the air, but this rumbling sound clearly affected the vibration in the air.

Xuan Hao abruptly opened his eyes. There was an unfathomable expression in those eyes as he raised his head to look at the quiet room.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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