Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"Since we are both alchemists, we should communicate more in the future."

The woman pointed at the other four people and continued.

"The five of us are all alchemists of the inner sect."

Song Wendao said, "I wish I could share my alchemy experience with you. May I ask what you call me?"

"I am Yujiao! I live in Cave No. 7 in the west of the valley. If you want to find me, just tell me my name and no one will stop you from entering the mountain."

The woman's voice seemed a little delicate for no reason, and there was a hint of autumn in her eyes.

A chill suddenly rose in Song Wen's heart.

A word suddenly flashed in his mind.

Sit on the ground and suck dirt!

Song Wen smiled and said, "I will definitely pay you a visit when I have time."

Yu Jiao said, "Then I'll sweep the bed and wait for you. Fellow Taoist must come."

Unlike the woman's enthusiasm, the other four people glanced at Song Wen and ignored him.

Two of the male cultivators looked very similar. When they saw Song Wen and Yu Jiao chatting happily, they both shook their heads with pity and helplessness. They seemed to have suffered from Yu Jiao's torture.

Two hours later, two more men and one woman, three golden elixir monks came hand in hand.

These three people were all familiar with the five people in the inner sect, and they greeted them familiarly.

The female cultivator among them, who was quite beautiful, had a look of disdain in her eyes when she saw Song Wen being pulled by Yu Jiao to ask questions.

Maybe her expression wasn't concealed well and Yu Jiao caught it, Yu Jiao said.

"Ke Shuang, what's that look in your eyes? Why, you look down on me, Yu Jiao."

The woman called 'Ke Shuang' had a fake smile on her face.

"How dare I, a newly promoted outer sect Jindan elder, look down on Fellow Daoist Yu. Three hundred years ago, Fellow Daoist Yu's reputation was as loud as thunder in Wuji Island. Who didn't know the name of Fellow Daoist Yu? Countless monks crossed the vast sea just for the sake of Take a look at Taoist friend’s appearance.”

Yu Jiao's face gradually turned cold.

"You're saying I'm old!"

Ke Shuang said with a smile, "Friend Daoist Yu, please don't slander me, I didn't say that."

Yu Jiao suddenly sneered.

"What you said is true. I am indeed no longer young, but this means that I am proficient in alchemy skills. You Ke Shuang are young, but you have only advanced to Jindan for a few years. How many third-level elixir recipes can you master? Three I'm afraid you haven't seen many high-level elixirs! You dare to take on this alchemy task. Aren't you afraid of missing the important event of the Demon Lord? The Demon Lord is not one of your subordinates, and he will treat you well. Don’t risk your life just for the rich reward of this mission.”

Ke Shuang's face was as sinking as water, "I don't need you to take care of my affairs."

After saying that, she turned around and walked to a corner of the cave, no longer talking to Yu Jiao.

Seeing this, Yu Jiao sneered.

After waiting for about an hour, a figure suddenly appeared at the top of the cave.

The person who came was a male cultivator. He was extremely thin and bony, as if there were only bones under the skin instead of flesh and blood.

"See Demon Lord Yehua!"

When everyone saw the male cultivator, they all bowed respectfully, and Song Wen followed suit.

Ye Hua stretched out his spiritual sense, scanned the nine people, and said coldly.

"The elixirs involved in this alchemy are extremely precious, and there is no room for error in the alchemy process. I don't want any of you to be dishonest. Those who think that their alchemy skills are not enough can withdraw now, and I will never hold you accountable. You are responsible.”

Having already entered this Soul Cave, how could anyone leave?

Who can guarantee that what Ye Hua said is true.

None of the nine third-level alchemists quit.

After waiting for a moment and seeing no one leaving, Ye Hua raised his hand and threw out nine jade slips.

"This is the elixir recipe of the Life-Sheng Dan, you may wish to understand it. The Life-Sheng Dan involves a total of fifty-five spiritual materials, the main medicine of which is a fresh two-legged sheep. The tempering of the main medicine, and the refining process of the Life-Sheng Dan , all are completed by this deity. All you need to do is cooperate with me, temper the auxiliary medicine, and put the extracted essence into the great alchemy furnace at the appropriate time."

"Fifty-four auxiliary medicines, each of you can temper six kinds. The auxiliary medicines that you need to temper are introduced in detail in your respective jade slips. You must be familiar with them. Three days later, we will start In alchemy, if someone makes a mistake and the alchemy fails, I will never forgive you."

After Ye Hua finished speaking, he sat suspended above the Great Alchemy Furnace and meditated without even landing.

Song Wen put his spiritual sense into the jade slip and began to read it carefully.

The refining process of the Life-producing Pill is extremely complicated, and it is especially difficult to capture the vitality from the two-legged sheep. Song Wen asked himself, it was impossible to do this.

It is easy to kill people, but to directly plunder the life of a living person, Song Wen has never seen any technique that can do this except the "Yuan Devouring Formation" he saw in the Su family.

Moreover, the number of two-legged sheep required for the Yi Yi Dan is not one or two, but millions.

With such a terrifying amount, Song Wen believed that even if Ye Hua had the magic to plunder life, he would not be able to accomplish it alone.

Unless, he can use foreign objects, foreign objects similar to the "Element Devouring Array".

Song Wen looked at the huge alchemy furnace in the center of the pit.

Above the alchemy furnace, it was ordinary, and Song Wen couldn't see anything mysterious.

"Maybe the secret lies inside the alchemy furnace."

Thinking that the ten alchemy furnaces, large and small, were all newly cast, Song Wen guessed in his mind.

The refining process of the Breathing Pill is extremely difficult, but what Song Wen and the other eight third-level alchemists need to do is not difficult. They only need to extract the spiritual liquid of six kinds of pills.

Song Wen looked at the six elixirs that he needed to refine, namely Emerald Algae, Nine-Death Flower, and Resurrection Root...

Here are six elixirs that are extremely rare and rarely used.

The elixirs that the other eight people need to refine are mostly like this, and some of them have never even heard of them.

Three days passed by in a flash.

At noon that day, the scorching sun hung high in the sky.

However, the sun cannot shine into the Valley of the Corpse King, which is filled with corpse aura, nor can it shine into the Living Soul Cave, which is filled with residual souls.

Inside the Living Soul Cave, it was dark and lifeless.

Sudden.

A huge black shadow appeared in the sky, making the already dark bottom of the pit look even darker.

The few people at the bottom of the pit looked up and saw an invisible spaceship appearing on the top of the pit, completely covering the hole that was dozens of feet wide.

At this moment, Song Wen felt like he was sitting in a well looking at the sky, unable to see the true appearance of the giant ship above him.

Zhuyue's figure slowly fell from the hole on the top of the pit. She stopped above the big alchemy furnace and saluted respectfully to Ye Hua.

"Demon Lord, the human medicine has been delivered. I wonder when the medicine will be used to refine the elixir?"

Ye Hua opened his eyes and glanced at the giant ship above his head.

Then, he looked at the nine third-level alchemists below.

"Are you ready?"

"Demon Lord, we are ready." Song Wen and the other nine people responded in unison.

Ye Hua's eyes sparkled, "Okay. Then let's start the elixir making process."

He raised his hand and threw out nine storage bags.

"The elixirs that you need to refine are all in this storage bag."