Chapter 668
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An hour later, the smell of elixir spread out from the cauldron. This medicinal fragrance was very rich and exuded a charming smell, making Long Bufan calm down.
"You can start the furnace now." Shi Su reminded from the side. Her voice was very indifferent. She didn't care about this kind of primary elixir refining at all.
Long Bufan nodded. Suddenly, he flipped his palm and slapped it on the cauldron. As Long Bufan slapped it, the lid of the cauldron also flew up. Then, a rich elixir smell spread out. Wrapped in a crimson flame, ten soybean-sized elixirs floated up from the mouth of the cauldron.
"Primary elixir, Creation Spirit Pill, has the healing effect of replenishing Qi and blood!"
Long Bufan's expression was filled with joy as the effects of the Creation Spirit Pill appeared in his mind. Immediately, he beckoned with his hand and a ray of light immediately shot out, wrapping around the ten Creation Spirit Pills that were flickering with a pale yellow color and kept them in his hand. Upon closer inspection, the surface of the pills was actually engraved with three golden pill patterns!
In the alchemy world, elixirs that could condense elixir patterns meant that it was a finished elixir. The grades of the elixir patterns were divided into one to nine patterns. The more patterns there were, the stronger the quality.
Shi Su walked over and looked at the ten Creation Spirit Pills in Long Bufan's palm. She said, "Three pattern elixir patterns. The quality can only be regarded as barely satisfactory, but this is also the first time you have personally refined an elixir, so it is not bad."
"Thank you for your teaching, Sister Su." Long Bufan grinned and smiled modestly. He then put away the ten Creation Spirit Pills and went to the hall on the first floor to take a basket of medicinal materials. He frantically refined the elixir.
In the following time, Long Bufan was quiet again. Most of the time, he was in seclusion to refine elixirs. Occasionally, he would go to the Martial Arts Hall to comprehend the law totems of fire and wind.
In his spare time, he would invite Lin Shuang'er to stroll around. His appearance of wholeheartedly cultivating made the elders of the sects extremely satisfied. This brat, who was always causing trouble, had finally settled down.
As the days passed by peacefully, the atmosphere within the Spirit Profound Martial House once again became tense. Many of the Inner Palace disciples looked as though they were facing a great enemy, and the most outstanding direct disciples of the Cangyun Pavilion in the Inner Palace were cultivating with all their might, in an attempt to make their strength even stronger.
The source of all this was naturally the upcoming Great Sect Competition, the Hundred Sect Great War.
In the previous two Hundred Sect Great Wars, Ling Xuanwu Province was almost suppressed by the Yin-Yang school on the same level of the third-grade sects. In the previous Great War, they had forced the death of the Cangyun Pavilion's senior brother, Ye Chen, who had sparred with Long Bufan during the Yuan River Immersion.
In addition, the recent encirclement of the secret realm and the attack on the Martial Arts Hall had completely angered all the disciples of Ling Xuanwu Province. If it weren't for the apprehension of the sect's upper echelons and their efforts to suppress it, a bloody battle would have broken out between the two sects.
However, this kind of hatred between blood feuds could not be suppressed or eliminated. With the passage of time, that kind of hatred would only gradually be compressed in the heart, waiting for a fuse to explode and burn …
Obviously, this fuse was the Hundred Sect Great War. Because there, no matter what method you used, you would not be restrained or held accountable.
Most of the disciples of Ling Xuanwu Province were waiting silently, waiting for the opportunity to take revenge!
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