Liu Ming threw the small cauldron in front of him, and he launched two symbols in succession. The small cauldron of an inch size suddenly burst into green light. After a burst of transformations, it turned into a huge cauldron furnace of thirty meters high and fell to the ground with a "bang".
When he was refining elixir previously, he had already mastered the use of this cauldron.
As he launched a symbol at the small array at the bottom of the cauldron, the array lit up with a burst of green light. A dark green light went straight to the surface of the cauldron from the bottom.
Suddenly, the emerald cauldron emitted colorful halos, and crimson flames appeared at the bottom.
Liu Ming quickly flicked his sleeve, took out a storage amulet that he had prepared in advance and crushed it. A pile of materials suddenly scattered on the ground.
After he launched a palm toward the ground, a black gas rolled up these materials, and it went into the giant cauldron whose lid had already flown away.
Then he immediately took out a bottle of five light liquid from the Sumeru Ring and turned it over gently. A thick orange transparent liquid suddenly turned into a crystal clear line and slowly flowed into the giant cauldron.
After pouring about half of the jar, he flipped his palm, and the silver bottle disappeared immediately.
At this time, the cauldron lid slowly closed.
Liu Ming kept making gestures and kept pouring spiritual power into the flame under the cauldron.
"Poof!"
As the crimson flame rolled, it immediately wrapped the entire Liushen Cauldron.
The process of refining the Crystallization Period elixir was obviously much longer than the Condensation Period elixir.
Liu Ming originally thought that the first yun spirit pill could be refined in 3 days at most, but after 7 days, under his constant channeling, a muffled sound came from the Liushen Cauldron, and a burnt smell came.
Obviously, the first attempt failed.
In the following time, Liu Ming tried again with the upper grade five light liquid, but the result was still a failure. It took 10 days to refine an elixir with this upper grade five light liquid.
After half a year, Liu Ming finally used the upper grade five light liquid to successfully refine the first yun spirit pill.
Liu Ming looked at the white pill in his hand that exuded a fragrant aroma and was filled with spiritual power, and he couldn't help but be speechless.
With the help of the Liushen Ding, he still refined nearly twenty batches of pills before he was able to form a pill. This was far beyond his expectations.
No wonder the Crystallization Period elixir outside was much rarer than the Condensation Period elixir regardless of type or quantity.
As Liu Ming thought about it, he put away the elixir, took out a silver bottle from his sleeve, and started to refine the next batch of yun spirit pill.
One day, five years later.
Liu Ming played with a white elixir full of spirit in his hand. There was a layer of white mist on the surface of this elixir. Through the mist, he could vaguely see a clear elixir pattern on the elixir. It was a pellet grade yun spirit pill.
Up to now, through refining almost day and night, and with the blessing of the ancient treasure cauldron Liushen Ding, he finally increased the success rate of refining the yun spirit pill to 50%, but the probability of refining a flawless grade elixir was still pitifully low. Occasionally, he refined one with the upper grade spiritual liquid, but it could barely reach the pellet grade.
As for the earth grade elixir, he had never refined it at all.
However, his alchemy skills on the yun spirit pill could no longer be improved.
It seemed that if he wanted to refine the earth grade elixir, it couldn't be made up with alchemy skills. The key was still the main material.
As Liu Ming thought of this, he waved his sleeve and launched another symbol. The emerald green giant cauldron in front of him suddenly flew up and circled in the air, then it turned back to the size of an inch and flew back into his sleeve.
The current success rate had already made him quite satisfied. According to his previous experience, if he continued to refine this pill, he was afraid that he would get half the result with twice the effort.
Afterward, Liu Ming stood up, moved his hands and feet, and went to see the cultivation of Bone Scorpion and Demon Flying Skull.
The two were still tirelessly practicing desperately in the air wall. The power of various moves had obviously improved compared to before, but their cultivation seemed to have stagnated at the Condensation Period later stage perfect stage. There was still no sign of breaking through the Crystallization Period.
Liu Ming was not surprised by this. After encouraging the two spiritual pets, he walked toward the Celestial Tablet.
Luo Hu, who had been sitting cross-legged like a wooden sculpture, suddenly opened his eyes and looked over blankly.
Liu Ming's heart shivered, but he still bowed and said respectfully,
"Thank you, Senior Luo Hu."
"Since you are going to start practicing the Heavenly Thunder Spell, I will send you in."
As soon as he spoke, Luo Hu raised one hand, and a light suddenly shot into the Illusive Demonic Pupil on the Celestial Tablet.
The next moment, Liu Ming only felt a burst of lightning and thunder in his ears. When he saw the scenery in front of him again, he was already in a thunderous illusion.
"Boom!"
Almost at the same time as he came out, silver lightning with the thickness of a bowl struck down from the sky with a deafening roar.
Seeing this, Liu Ming groaned with a shake of his arms. Black gas rolled out of his body and lingered around his body. He let the lightning strike his body without dodging.
The next moment, the silver snake-like electric wires on his body surface made a sizzling sound, wandering in the black gas.
The power of Heavenly Thunder originally belonged to one of the original powers produced naturally between heaven and earth. Its power was so great that the physical body of an ordinary creature could never bear it. If an ordinary cultivator was a little careless, he would be seriously injured and his advancement would drop under the Heavenly Thunder. If it was serious, his skin would be burnt and his body would be destroyed.
Although Liu Ming's physical body was far stronger than his peers, and he had the blessing of Tiger Dragon Hell Prison, he still felt a heart-wrenching pain all over his body when bearing the Heavenly Thunder Force directly. His spiritual power was drained rapidly.
However, his tolerance to pain and his determination were not comparable to others. In just a moment, he slowly adapted to the pain and began to slowly guide the Heavenly Lightning on the surface of his body according to the method of gathering the power of Heavenly Lightning recorded in the ancient book of the Heavenly Lightning Spell. The Heavenly Lightning split into tiny electric threads and flowed into his limbs and bones.
After half an hour, Liu Ming closed his eyes and left the illusion until his body could no longer bear the power of Heavenly Thunder.
After a while, Liu Ming returned to the gray mysterious space again.
Luo Hu was already sitting in the same place with his eyes closed. He didn't seem to want to talk more with Liu Ming.
Liu Ming didn't care when he saw this. After stabilizing his mind, he immediately made a gesture. The silver electric arc that had just been absorbed in his body quickly gathered in his palm. When he changed his gesture, a small cluster of looming silver electric arc instantly condensed.
Looking at the small cluster of Heavenly Thunder power in his hand, he couldn't help but smile. He pointed at the air wall in front of him, and a silver electric arc blasted out at lightning speed.
"Poof", a muffled sound.
After the air wall suddenly tumbled violently, a hole of ten meters in size appeared out of thin air. There were also fine electric arcs crackling on the edge of the hole, preventing the air wall from recovering.
"The power of Heavenly Thunder Spell is really extraordinary. I only absorbed such a small amount and released it intact, and it has such an effect." Seeing this, Liu Ming couldn't help but mutter to himself.
According to the ancient book of Heavenly Thunder Spell, this technique was quite special. Although it required the power of Heavenly Thunder to be cultivated in the beginning, once the beginner was initiated, he could use his own spiritual power to transform the power of thunder to attack the enemy, and the power was far more than the general thunder spell.
Once this technique was at the initial success level, he could absorb a certain amount of the power of thunder in advance, then release it in batches or in an instant to attack the enemy.
Once it was at the advanced success level, he could combine the thunder transformed by his own spiritual power and the power of thunder absorbed from the outside into one and attack the enemy together.
As for the final perfect stage, he could absorb the true power of Heavenly Thunder beyond the Ninth Heaven. The power was infinite.
Now Liu Ming was only temporarily guiding the power of Heavenly Thunder into his body. On the one hand, his body could gradually adapt to this kind of power. On the other hand, it was to activate the instinct in his body through this method so that he could master the method of condensing his own spiritual power into thunder.
After releasing the Heavenly Thunder power that he could barely absorb, Liu Ming felt a hint of soreness from his muscles at this moment.
After a simple rest for half a day, he once again used the power of mind imitation insect to enter the thunder illusion through Luo Hu's Illusive Demonic Pupil.
One day after two months, in the illusion.
Liu Ming raised one hand, and a silver thunder thread condensed slightly in his palm. A powerful spiritual power slowly poured into it. The silver thunder cluster turned into the size of a bowl, and it was launched instantly.
"Boom"!
A 50 meters high hill in front of him suddenly collapsed after a burst of flying sand and stones.
By constantly entering the Illusive Demonic Pupil, Liu Ming's Heavenly Thunder Spell finally reached the entry level. Its power was much higher than the general thunder attribute spell, and the speed of both sides was extremely fast.
As Liu Ming was greatly satisfied, he became more diligent in practicing this archean spell.
…
Another year passed like this. In the gray space, Liu Ming was sitting cross-legged, feeling the changes in his limbs and bones.
Today, he had already practiced the Heavenly Thunder Spell to the initial success level not long ago. His body could already store a certain amount of Heavenly Thunder power, and it was integrated with his own spiritual power. There was no conflict.
With such progress in just one year, Liu Ming couldn't help but be delighted. He thought of those cultivators who had to wait for the thunderstorm night. Even if they were lucky, they could only practice a few times a month. However, Liu Ming's practice for one year was equivalent to the practice of ordinary people for decades.
…
Five years later, in the illusion, Liu Ming's eyes were closed, and he was floating in the air. Streaks of thunder arcs struck down, but they all silently went into his body.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes. After he raised both his arms, there was a burst of roar from his body. Then, dense silver thunder threads surged out from his body, and they intertwined and turned into thick silver thunder arcs.
At the same time, there were countless thunder arcs flashing down from the sky, and they instantly merged with the thunder on the surface of Liu Ming's body, turning into a silver-white color.
Liu Ming groaned, and a finger suddenly pointed at a black hill not far away.
An earth-shattering loud noise.
All the thunder arcs on his body instantly merged into one, turning into a thick silver thunder pillar. It flashed along his arm and struck wildly.
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