Sitting cross-legged on the little boat, facing the cool night breeze and listening to the rushing waves of the Yulan River, Lu Ping held a purple jade scroll in his hand and carefully read its contents.
The Soulwater Nourishing Pill was of the same lineage as the Soulwater Nourishing Pill, but the latter was a healing medicine, while the former was a genuine body-strengthening pill. It was a true Dharma stage pill, and it could not be made without the Soulwater Nourishing Pill technique.
This was the pill Lu Ping had been asked to make by Wu Tianxing Laozu. Wu Tianxing Laozu had long reached the peak of the mid Dharma stage, and the second Thunder Trial was imminent. However, Wu Tianxing Laozu's body had been heavily injured many times in the past. Although he had the full support of the Spirit Beast Taming Sect, his physical body had always been a fatal factor in Wu Tianxing Laozu's progress.
Although he had survived the first Thunder Trial thanks to the Spirit Beast Taming Sect's ten thousand years of accumulation, Wu Tianxing Laozu knew that if he could not improve his physical body, then no matter how strong his training was, he would be destroyed when the second Thunder Trial came.
The Body Refining Elixir was precious, but the Spiritual Medicine that could improve one's physical strength was even more precious. The Beast Taming Sect had thousands of years of accumulation, so there was no shortage of elixir formulas that could improve one's physical strength. They also had Spiritual Medicine that could improve one's physical strength. However, Wu Tianxing's physical body could no longer withstand the improvement of any Body Refining Elixir.
It was almost impossible to not destroy Patriarch Wu Tianxing's extremely weak body and at the same time, increase its strength at the same time.
Patriarch Wu Tianxing had searched for over a hundred years before finally obtaining an ancient pill formula from an old friend. It was the Spiritual Water Body Nurturing Pill. This medicinal pill could increase the strength of a cultivator's fleshly body while preventing the impact of the medicinal power from spreading out from the fleshly body.
However, to make this pill, one needed a technique that was almost lost in the alchemy world: the Soulwater Nourishing Pill technique.
This kind of alchemy technique was very different from the traditional alchemy techniques. Instead of fire, they used water. To most alchemists, this was a fantasy.
Although a few high-level alchemists knew that this alchemy technique was not absurd, under the pleading of Elder Wu Tianxing, a Dharma adept, there were a few alchemy grandmasters who tried to refine it. After all, the Central Plains' cultivation world was the holy land of the cultivation world, and the technique of nurturing the elixir with spiritual water was really figured out.
Of course, these grandmasters and masters might be able to refine low-level Spirit Water Pills with their exquisite alchemy skills, but if they wanted to refine Core Forging Pills, they would be helpless, let alone Dharma Stage Pills.
Just as Wu Tianxing Laozu was about to lose all hope, he suddenly received news from Sang Yu about the Soulwater Nourishing Pill. Wu Tianxing Laozu naturally would not let go of this opportunity.
Although it was not easy to make the Soulwater Nourishing Pill, Lu Ping only failed twice before successfully making it. Wu Tianxing Laozu felt as if he had obtained a treasure. He immediately left the West Wilderness and went into seclusion, waiting for the second Lightning Trial to come.
Although Lu Ping did not get the main ingredient for the Soulwater Nourishing Pill from Wu Tianxing Laozu, he did get many other ingredients.
Of course, what made Lu Ping even happier was the six Soul-Cleansing Pills he got from Wu Tianxing Laozu. Three of these six Soul-Cleansing Pills were gifts from Wu Tianxing Laozu. The other three were exchanged from Wu Tianxing Laozu with his own Minor Forging Spiritual Pill.
Unfortunately, the Soul-Cleansing Pill was a secret of the Spirit Beast Sect. It was one of the foundations of the Spirit Beast Sect's cultivation of spiritual beasts. Lu Ping wanted to exchange the Minor Forging Spiritual Pill recipe from Wu Tianxing Laozu, but he was rejected.
Previously, Lu Ping had obtained one from Tian Xue Laozu. However, that one was specifically given to the Amethyst Bee King by Tian Xue Laozu. After that, Lu Ping obtained three more from Sang Yu. However, Lu Ping had many spiritual beasts under him. It was not good for him to favor one over the other, so he did not give any to anyone.
This time, with the addition of the six Soul-Cleansing Pills, Lu Ping could distribute them wantonly. Samling, Dabao, Lu Qin-er, Dagui, Lu Taohua, and Lu Xiaohai. In the blink of an eye, there was only one Soulwater Nourishing Pill left.
It did not take long for Lu Ping to refine the Spiritual Water Nourishing Pill for Wu Tianxing Laozu. In the remaining half of the year, Lu Ping found a secluded place and used the two to three mini spiritual veins condensed in Linglong's wine cauldron to recover from the internal injuries caused by consuming the Yuan Explosion Pill.
Lu Ping had gained a lot from his trip to the river source. Whether it was raising his cultivation to the ninth layer of the Core Forging Realm, further purifying his bloodline in the spiritual gathering ground of the Sacred Lake, or condensing numerous talismans from the Dan Xia Purple Mist in his core space, or the spoils of war from killing a few cultivators of the same level as him, any one of them could be considered as a great harvest.
However, what really caught Lu Ping's attention was the three-foot-long horn in his hand.
In the past, Jiao Daoren's bloodline could be found all over the world. However, only the Green Sea Snake, the Primordial Giant Crocodile, and the Pegasus could be considered as unique. The biggest difference between these three clans and the other clans with the Jiao Dragon Bloodline was that these three clans could condense a horn on their heads.
Of course, among these three clans, other than the Tenma people, who were born with a horn, not everyone in the other two clans could condense a horn. Furthermore, they could only condense a horn after reaching the Dharma stage. However, Dharma adepts who could condense a horn were usually stronger than those who could not.
However, which of the three clans could condense a horn on their heads to a length of three feet?
When Lu Ping was refining the Spiritual Water Nourishing Pill for Wu Tianxing Laozu, he had secretly asked about the situation of the Tenma people condensing a horn. As a high-level cultivator of the Spirit Beast Sect, Wu Tianxing Laozu obviously had a good understanding of this.
He had told Lu Ping about this situation. In the history of the Tenma people, there had been two Laozu who had become a Celestial Being. The longest horn condensed by these two Laozu after becoming a Celestial Being was only a foot long. From this, it could be inferred that the horns condensed by the Green Sea Snake and the Primordial Giant Crocodile were not much stronger than the Pegasus' horns.
In this case, what kind of Celestial Being did this three-foot-long horn come from? Could it really be something left behind by Jiao Daoren in the Sacred Lake? Could the legend about the Sacred Lake really be true?
When he thought that the horn in his hand might be something left behind by Jiao Daoren, the first thing that came to Lu Ping's mind was not joy, but horror and disbelief!
It had been at least 30,000 years since the Seventh Patriarch had preached to the world, and the magic of the Sacred Lake had been discovered by the cultivation world for close to 10,000 years. In these 10,000 years, the river source had been opened at least 20 times, and the people who had entered each time were the outstanding Core Forging cultivators of the cultivation world. Why did they not discover this horn, and why did he have to be the one to obtain it?
Although Lu Ping was confident in his own strength, he was not arrogant enough to think that he could surpass the countless outstanding Core Forging cultivators of the past 10,000 years.
Could it be that no one had discovered this spiritual gathering place in the deepest part of the Sacred Lake in the past 10,000 years?
Lu Ping could not figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it. In the end, he simply stopped thinking about it. In any case, the horn was already in his hands, and this matter was extremely secretive. No one knew about it except for himself, Linglong, and the wine tripod.
It was just that if such a treasure could not be refined into a magic weapon that could shock the ancients and dazzle the contemporaries, it would really be casting pearls before swine. It should be known that the Tenma people's two one-foot-long horns, which were condensed by Laozu, who had become a Celestial Being, were once refined into two Pure Yang magic weapons by the two Laozu.
Of these two Pure Yang magic weapons, one had been taken away by a Celestial Being, Laozu, while the other had been enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Tenma people for generations. It had become a treasure to stabilize the fate of the Tenma people, and it was also a treasure that had been passed down for generations by the Tenma people.
Lu Ping had a feeling that the quality of the horn in his hands was probably even higher than a 9,000 year old Ninth-Grade White Jade Lotus. If he wanted to refine it into a magic weapon, it would probably not be easy. And once he succeeded, he did not know how powerful it would be.
The skiff leisurely traveled down, passing through the cultivation world of Hebei and Henan. In just a few days, it entered the cultivation world of the plains. Here, the Yulan River widened, the water flow slowed, and the entire river surface was calm.
The Tianxuan Sect was located on a peninsula at the mouth of the Yulan River. After the Seven Fan Laozu had become a Pure Yang, he held a banquet for all the guests from all over the world. After entering the source of the river, Lu Ping often saw streaks of light streaking across the sky above the Yulan River, heading downstream. It must be the cultivators who were participating in the Seven Fan Laozu's Pure Yang Dharma Assembly.
One day, as Dabao was sleeping soundly in the cabin of the boat, a loud and long cry suddenly rang out, startling Dabao so much that he jumped up. He saw that Lu Xiaohai, who was next to him, no longer had a trace of the demeanor of the King of Ten Thousand Beasts. He was curled up in a corner of the cabin, like a startled tabby cat.
Before Dabao could ask what had happened, the loud cry outside the boat became even more intense. An aura that looked down on the world rolled out in all directions. Within this aura, there was an indomitable sharpness that seemed invincible, as if no one in the world could stop it.
As if his tail had been stepped on, Dabao immediately jumped into the corner where Lu Xiaohai was. He curled up with Lu Xiaohai and trembled. Then, he suddenly remembered something, and realized that this earth-shaking cry was the voice of Lu Ping.
On the deck of the small boat, Lu Ping watched as the mighty Yulan River, which was tens of kilometers wide, rushed into the sea in one fell swoop. The raging torrent continued for tens of kilometers before gradually merging into the sea.
The small boat was already anchored in the middle of the estuary. Previously, Lu Ping had been standing here, admiring the magnificent view of the Yulan River. Previously, he had seen the source of the Yulan River with his own eyes. Afterwards, he had sailed down from upstream, and had seen the source of the Yulan River, the place where it flowed, the confluence of its tributaries, the size, the size, the speed, the speed, and the length of the waves. In the end, he had seen the Yulan River flow into the sea.
The beginning of the Yulan River was like the end of a person's life. The waves were magnificent, but in the end, they would live forever in the sea. Lu Ping seemed to have suddenly understood something. He simply anchored the small boat in the middle of the Yulan River's estuary, and stood on the deck, staring at the place where the river met the sea. After five whole days, Lu Ping finally awoke from his sudden enlightenment. His expression was joyful, and his divine will was clear. Lu Ping could feel that his own cultivation had once again improved, and he seemed to have mastered many of the barriers in his training. He couldn't help but let out a long roar, and his entire body's aura burst out. This caused Lu Ping and Dabao, who had been squatting in the cabin, to be half dead.
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