Bang!...

Bang!...

In a secret room at the Corpse Refining Gate, the hunchbacked old man looked at the broken objects in the room, and the anger on his face dissipated. The rag in the room was obviously caused by the anger just now.

"If I can restore all my strength, how can I bear the bad breath!" The Corpse Refining Sect is famous among the two realms and needs to be selected layer by layer. After passing the selection, I have the qualifications to get started. However, if I want to join the Corpse Refining Sect, I need to take Yijin Pills refined by the Corpse Refining Sect leader.

This Yijin Pill can greatly enhance the physique of practitioners and is also a rare spiritual medicine. However, the leader of the Corpse Refining Sect added corpse insects to it. Once the sect leader does not have the unique antidote, the meridians will burst and die, and the sect leader also uses this to control his disciples.

As the elder of the Corpse Refining Sect, the hunchbacked old man was naturally also corpse insects. As the peak powerful person in the Golden Pill, he naturally did not want to hand over his life to others.

He wants to leave the Corpse Refining Sect!

At this time, the hunchbacked old man took out a piece of extremely worn and yellowed paper from his sleeve.

It says: Nine Poison Pill

It can break through ten thousand poisons, repair the meridians, and restore cultivation!

Dan recipe: Pure Yang Boy Blood, Five Poisons, Xuanyin Grass...

When it is released, sacrifice and refining zombies with intelligence can increase the efficacy of the medicine several times!

The hunchbacked old man looked at the Dan Fang, and his skinny hands also trembled due to excitement.

He had already collected all the materials and had already produced zombies that had produced intelligence for decades. Now that Qin Lin is captured, this is clearly a chance given to him by God.

I think that he, Wang Demon, has been at the peak of the Golden Elixir for more than 200 years, but unfortunately he cannot break through for a long time. If he is old and his qi and blood are declining this year, he will have no chance to break through.

The old man's originally kind expression suddenly became cold and looked at his wrinkled hands and murmured: "Now all the materials are all. As long as the elixir of my seat is successfully refined and the corpse insects are removed, even if the sect leader comes in person, he will not stop me!"

At this time, a boy walked into the door with a smile on his face and jumped to the hunchbacked old man. He raised his head and asked, "Grandpa, don't you want me to help you get things? What are you taking?"

The hunchbacked old man trembled and reached out to touch Tonger's head. His crazy and cruel face had now turned into a kind smile, and he slowly said, "Go and move the elixir furnace in the secret room and the more than ten pots of medicinal materials placed beside the elixir furnace to the bottom!"

"Okay!"

While talking, the child was already jumping and running away.

Looking at the boy who was a few years old, the hunchbacked old man showed a cold look on his face and said to himself: "I have been looking for the blood of this pure Yang boy for a long time. If I can let my grandfather break through the Nascent Soul and leave the Corpse Refining Sect, it will be not in vain that I have raised you for many years."

...

In the dark and humid secret room, Qin Lin was tied tightly by the corpse-blocking talisman, and his forehead was even covered with a corpse-suppressing talisman. Now Qin Lin's body is unable to move, only his consciousness still exists. This is thanks to his corpse being immune to 30% of the Daoism damage.

After looking at the surrounding environment, Qin Lin said intimately: "It's all because of the damn curiosity. Now I've taken care of myself!"

"I don't know what this corpse refining sect wants to catch me? Is it because I want to refine me into a corpse slave. Now people are the slaughter and I am the fish, which is really..."

Just as Qin Lin was thinking about it, a sound of speaking sounded at the door.

"I've seen Mr. Wang!"

"Open the secret prison, I want to take the zombie away!" Qin Lin knew that it was the hunchbacked old man when he heard the familiar voice.

"The sect leader has an order, no one except him is allowed to take it away. Mr. Wang should please go back!"

At this time, outside the door, the hunchbacked old man saw that the two foundation-building disciples dared to object to him, and his expression on his face gradually became gloomy and sneered: "I think you shouldn't have been born yet when I was in the two realms. You dare to contradict me. It's simply unreasonable! I will teach you a lesson for the sect leader."

The hunchbacked old man surrounded his true energy and directly condensed a large handprint, lifting the two disciples up. With the force on his hand, their necks were broken.

Although foundation building and golden elixir are separated by a thread, they are like a difference between clouds and mud. Only by stepping into golden elixirs can one be considered a cultivator.

The hunchbacked old man pushed open the iron gate full of talismans, and looked at Qin Lin's smile gradually becoming ferocious. He came to Qin Lin and whispered: "Fellow Taoist, I know you can hear me now. I really admire you. The powerful Nascent Soul Power, who dares to take over zombies, is really courageous."

"Ninthian Ying?! Take over the body?!"

Qin Lin didn't know what the old man was talking about.

It turned out that the hunchbacked old man saw that Qin Lin had a more powerful intelligence than ordinary people, so he thought Qin Lin was a powerful Nascent Soul. After his body was destroyed, he had to take over the body of the zombie.

"Chew!"

The old man pulled off the talisman from Qin Lin's forehead and looked at Qin Lin with a smirk. The talisman was torn, and Qin Lin also felt that he could move, but because of the corpse chain, he still could not transport the corpse energy.

Qin Lin could not heal his injuries because he could not transport the corpse energy. At this time, Qin Lin's body was bumpy, either this was a concave or a piece was missing there. Moreover, because he was severely attacked by several Jindan masters, he had consumed too much corpse energy.

"Haha, don't resist. Being tied up by my corpse chain, you can't break free by just being stubborn!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hunchbacked old man directly slapped Qin Lin's forehead with a palm. After retracting his palm, Qin Lin's forehead had a purple mark.

The old man immediately recited: "Hongying 日ㄉㄤㄡㄣ..." After reciting the Dharma, the purple mark on Qin Lin's head lit up, and Qin Lin lost consciousness.

Looking at Qin Lin with empty eyes, the hunchbacked old man smiled and said, "Follow me!"

Qin Lin's body automatically followed the hunchbacked old man out of the iron prison.

After a long time, Qin Lin and the old man returned to his secret room and placed Qin Lin aside. The old man immediately closed the door of the secret room and imposed several more restrictions, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the boy had already moved all kinds of flowers and plants to the huge alchemy furnace. When he saw the hunchbacked old man coming back, he ran forward and said, "Grandpa, I have moved all the medicinal materials here. What can I do below?"

The hunchbacked old man looked at the well-behaved boy, then stroked his head and said gently: "Grandpa is sick and needs elixir, but now he still needs a medicinal herb!"

When the boy heard that his grandfather was sick, he immediately asked anxiously: "Grandpa, what are you sick and what medicinal materials you need? I'll find them for you now!"

The hunchbacked old man looked at the innocent boy, and his gentle expression gradually became ferocious and cold. The boy was so scared that his face turned pale and he said tremblingly: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

"Bang!!"

With a palm, the boy's three souls and seven spirits immediately dissipated. The hunchbacked old man said gloomyly: "This last medicinal material is you, my good grandson."

After putting the boy and the medicinal herbs together, the hunchbacked old man looked at Qin Lin again, his eyes full of joy, and a hoarse voice full of vicissitudes, said in an extremely excited voice: "I can finally break through the Nascent Soul and leave the Corpse Refining Sect."

"It's not too late. If the sect leader finds out that I have moved this zombie, he will definitely not stop with me. Now that things have come, he can only refine the Nine Poison Pills and achieve the Nascent Soul. If you let it go, you can get a glimmer of hope."

The hunchbacked old man stared at the alchemy furnace with his eyes gloomy, recalling all the details in the alchemy recipe in his heart, then he swung his sleeves, and the huge alchemy furnace suddenly started to operate.

"Crash fire!"

The old man's magic tricks together, and the fire illuminated the entire secret room. The alchemy furnace was immediately burned red.

Then he waved his sleeves and shook the lid of the furnace and poured the prepared medicinal materials into it.

Xuanyin grass, hundreds of poisonous fruits, five poisonous water...

And the flesh and blood of the Pure Yang Boy!

The hunchbacked old man stepped forward, grabbed the boy's head with his dry palm, threw it into the alchemy furnace, and then made a magic seal.

"Bang!"

The next moment, bright red blood erupted instantly, and then it was instantly refined into a strange energy. The old man looked at the alchemy furnace that was not abnormal, and he felt relieved. The next step was to control the heat.

The old man concentrates on controlling the temperature of the flame, that is, it cannot be high or low, which actually consumes his soul. The old man has already declined his qi and blood, and his body is not as good as before. In addition to the high-intensity alchemy, his body is also exhausted.

But for the Nine Poison Pills, the hunchbacked old man can be said to have tried his best!
Chapter completed!