Chapter 223 Refining the Eighth-Grade Elixir

I really didn't expect that Shen Lang, who was clearly only a sixth-grade alchemist, could really refine eighth-grade elixirs! This is simply an unimaginable surprise! "

No wonder the people from the Tiandao League would issue a kill order to Shen Lang. If a genius of his level really grows up in the future, if he wants to take revenge on the Tiandao League in the future, he may not need to do it himself.

Just throw out a few eighth-grade elixirs at will, and countless people will be willing to serve Shen Lang.

For example, the White Tiger clan, if they could get a few of Shen Lang's eighth-grade elixirs as reward, the whole clan would be willing to fight for him.

Bai Jingfeng was so shocked that his mouth opened wide. His stunned look showed his stupidity. His face was full of disbelief, and he said in surprise:

"No way? Aren't there always rumors that the refining of the eighth-grade elixir is extremely difficult? How could Shen Lang succeed so quickly? This is incredible!"

"Isn't it good to be fast? Don't forget who will take this elixir after it is refined?" Bai Batian frowned and said seriously.

As long as the patriarch, who is like a sea-fixing needle, does not wake up, Bai Batian's heart will not be at peace.

He was always worried about the future of the clan, fearing that the clan leader's coma would cause turmoil and unrest within the clan.

"And you were still complaining just now, saying that Shen Lang has been in the back mountain for so long, but there is no movement at all. Now that the Dan Lei Tribulation has appeared, why do you dislike him for being so fast? "

Bai Batian looked helpless, staring at Bai Jingfeng with a hint of questioning in his tone.

While the two brothers were talking to each other, Shen Lang had decisively opened the alchemy furnace.

I saw a pill flying out like an arrow from a string, as if it had a smart consciousness, trying its best to avoid the menacing pill thunder disaster in the air.

However, the nine shockingly powerful pill thunders still fell straight down one after another without any deviation.

Each Danlei carries a heart-stopping power, as if it will destroy all obstacles.

That precious eighth-grade elixir underwent extremely significant and astonishing changes after undergoing the harsh and ruthless baptism of the Dan Lei Tribulation.

The entire elixir exudes a dazzling, dazzling and gorgeous brilliance, which is so bright that it is almost impossible to look directly at it.

And the rich and mellow red fragrance spread quickly to the entire back mountain at an extremely fast speed. Wherever it went, the fragrance spread like a soft veil, refreshing and intoxicating, as if you were in a magical place. In the wonderful world of Danxiang.

The thunderstorm slowly dissipated, and the sky gradually returned to its original calm.

Bai Batian on the side could no longer restrain his inner eagerness. He couldn't wait to get closer with three steps and two steps at a time. His eyes were staring straight at him, full of extreme longing.

He stared closely at the eighth-grade elixir, and asked with trembling and expectation in his voice: "Is this... is this the detoxification elixir?"

"I don't know if it can detoxify it, to be honest, but there is no doubt that it is carefully refined according to the elixir and medicinal materials you gave me." Shen Lang looked calm and said slowly.

After saying that, Shen Lang gently put the elixir into a delicate jade bottle, then reached out and handed it to Bai Batian.

At this time, he felt that his mission had been successfully completed, and what happened next had nothing to do with him.

Bai Batian's face was full of sincerity, his eyes were full of gratitude, and he said in a sincere tone:

"Little friend Shen Lang, I have really worked hard on you this time. There is also a spiritual pool in the back mountain of our clan that is very helpful for cultivation. If you don't mind it, you can take a dip in it to relieve your fatigue. Or I can take you with me. It’s okay to go to the guest house and have a good rest.”

This spiritual pool is actually one of the important inheritances of the White Tiger Clan. Even the disciples within the White Tiger Clan, not everyone is qualified to enter it and soak in it.

Only those disciples who have outstanding performance in the clan, outstanding talents, and advanced and powerful cultivation will have the opportunity to enter.

Moreover, this precious spot sometimes requires fierce competition to obtain.

When Shen Lang heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.

When he was refining alchemy in the back mountain, he had extended his spiritual consciousness outwards. At that time, he had already keenly sensed that there was a geomantic treasure land here, and the spiritual energy in it was extremely rich and mellow.

"Okay, then I'll help you lead the way." Shen Lang nodded slightly and responded.

I saw Bai Batian immediately striding forward with a strong and vigorous figure.

The grass beneath his feet sunk slightly, making a slight sound.

The surrounding trees are lush and green, and the sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled light and shadow.

Bai Batian led the way and led Shen Lang steadily towards the direction of the spiritual pool.

Along the way, the breeze blew by, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers and plants.

Shen Lang followed behind, looking at the surrounding scenery curiously.

Afterwards, Bai Batian sent Shen Lang to the spiritual pool, then hurriedly turned around and immediately returned to the cave where the clan leader Bai Xiaoqing was placed.

His steps became more rapid, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The light in the cave was dim and there was a dull atmosphere.

Bai Batian was so anxious that he quickly came to the clan leader's side, carefully took out the eighth-grade detoxification pill from his arms, and prepared to feed it to the unconscious clan leader.

On the other side, Shen Lang looked leisurely and walked slowly and leisurely into the spiritual pool with steady steps.

His bare skin just touched the water in the spirit pool, and in an instant, it was as if countless sharp knives were cutting mercilessly, and there was an extremely strong stinging pain.

Even the tendons and bones hidden deep under the skin seemed to be deeply pierced by countless extremely fine and sharp steel needles, and the pain was so deep that it penetrated into the bone marrow.

Perhaps it was because the demon race was born with the characteristics of thick skin and flesh, and their physique was extremely strong. In the long-term survival and evolution process, they formed a tough physique far beyond ordinary people, so the limit of spiritual power they could withstand was much higher than that of the human race.

Shen Lang had no expectation of this and was completely unprepared. The pain made him open his eyes wide instantly, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He couldn't help but grin, and his facial expression looked a little hideous and distorted because of extreme pain.

But he still clenched his teeth tightly with his strong willpower, and endured the severe pain that almost made people faint, and immersed his whole body in it bit by bit with difficulty.

Afterwards, he concentrated all his attention on using the water in the spirit pool that contained rich spiritual power to wash his muscles and bones over and over again with all his strength, trying to thoroughly purify every muscle and bone, while at the same time trying his best to widen his meridians.