Chapter 1342 Some are happy and some are sad
Patriarch Xuantian was completely dumbfounded.
Not to mention that he had never seen elixirs before, but this was the first time he had seen so many at once as Lu Yun took out.
However, this was definitely the first time he had seen the spirit of the Xuantian furnace refining elixirs.
Shock!
Helpless!
regret!
All kinds of negative emotions filled his heart.
In fact, he had begun to regret taking out the Xuantian Furnace, and even more regretted giving the Xuantian Furnace away so easily.
What if we worship for hundreds of years? What if we worship for a thousand years?
Even if he cannot enter the Great Dao through cultivation, he can still achieve the Dao Fruit with the help of the Xuantian Furnace.
But it's too late to say anything now. The spirit of the Xuantian Furnace has already taken the initiative to recognize Lu Yun as its master and is no longer his magic weapon.
Suddenly, Patriarch Xuantian's momentum weakened, and he slumped in his chair, looking as if he had lost all desire to live.
However, no one noticed his every move, and everyone focused all their attention on the Xuantian Furnace.
"Well, this batch of pills... is just so-so."
The spirit of the weapon shook its head in dissatisfaction, as if it was not satisfied with the batch of pills it had refined.
Slowly, the lid of the Xuantian furnace was opened by the spirit of the vessel.
A refreshing medicinal fragrance suddenly filled the air.
The spirit of the weapon stretched out its hand and grabbed inside the Xuantian furnace.
Then several pills were taken out with bursts of hot air.
"Ninth grade! It's not beyond ninth grade, this is a tenth grade elixir!"
"No! This should be a third-grade elixir!"
"This is incredible! Although those medicinal materials are precious, they are rare elixirs that can only be refined by alchemists who have surpassed the Heavenly Spirit Realm!"
"..."
Amid the surprised and envious eyes of the crowd, the spirit of the Xuantian furnace handed nine third-grade elixirs to Lu Yun.
"What kind of elixir is this?"
Lu Yun picked up a pill that was still hot, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it again and again.
"Master, this pill is called Yuanyang Pill." The spirit of the weapon replied.
"Oh, then what is the effect of this Yuan Yang Pill?"
"Yuan Yang Dan, as the name suggests, can instantly restore the Yuan Yang of the user, allowing the user to instantly recover all of their cultivation, and even ordinary skin injuries can be healed." The spirit of the weapon explained.
"Om~"
The scene exploded again.
This elixir is simply amazing. It can be said that even if you have exhausted all your cultivation, as long as you take a Yuanyang Pill, you can be revived instantly with full blood. It is truly an essential medicine for a duel with an enemy!
However, the spirit of the weapon added loudly: "This pill has another function. If you take one pill, you can have sex with countless women."
As soon as these words were spoken, many people's eyes lit up.
Lu Yun was instantly surrounded by people.
"Marshal Lu, can you spare me this Yuan Yang Pill? Just tell me how much gold coins I will give you!"
"Get out of the way! How could Marshal Lu be interested in your few gold coins?"
"I'll pay 50,000 gold coins to buy a Yuan Yang Pill from Marshal Lu!"
"I'll give you 100,000!"
"Two hundred thousand!"
"..."
Lu Yun was confused.
What are these old guys thinking about? This elixir is so precious, how can it be sold?
He had just taken out a portion of the spiritual medicines he had left. Judging from the amount of spiritual medicines he had left, he could at least refine a hundred third-grade Yuanyang Pills, which he kept for himself just in case. He didn't know if they would be enough.
At this moment, the third prince suddenly stood up.
"Okay! Everyone, stop arguing!"
When everyone heard the Third Prince speak, they all quieted down.
"Marshal Lu, how many elixirs do you have left?" asked the third prince.
"Uh...that's all I have. They've all been made into pills." Lu Yun lied.
"That's it."
The third prince paced back and forth in the room.
half an hour.
"Everyone, please go back to your sects and bring all the spiritual medicines from your sects. Marshal Lu will do his best to refine medicine for everyone in case of emergency!"
The third prince's proposal was recognized by everyone. They all wanted to say goodbye to the third prince and rushed back to their own sects.
Lu Yun's ears were finally much quieter.
He saw Patriarch Xuantian slumped there, and hurriedly walked forward and put a Yuanyang Pill into his mouth.
Patriarch Xuantian suddenly became alert.
"It melts in your mouth and is very effective. It is indeed a magic pill!" Patriarch Xuantian praised the Yuanyang Pill highly.
The third prince had a look of regret on his face. A third-grade elixir was gone just like that. If it was placed on the battlefield and given to someone who had used up all his cultivation, wouldn't he instantly become powerful?
The energetic expression on Patriarch Xuantian's face suddenly fell again.
"Senior, please don't be like this. Today, I have accepted your favor. One day, I will definitely refine three furnaces of elixirs for you. This is my small token of appreciation."
Patriarch Xuantian lost his alchemy furnace, and getting a promise from Lu Yun can be considered as compensating for some of his losses.
Shang Zhi was leaning on a chair, his eyes dull, staring at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this moment, the disciples of Xuantian Sect and the third prince's entourage all surrounded Lu Yun and asked about his well-being, and did not care about him at all as the Sect Master of Xuantian Sect.
A few days ago, he was defeated by Lu Yun in front of everyone and was completely defeated. Today, someone took away the sect's treasure that should have belonged to him.
Not only did they lose face, but they also lost their substance. From now on, Xuantian Sect's status in the western territory and even in the entire underworld will become a bubble.
He, the leader of the Western Territory Monks Alliance, has also become a joke.
The high spirits and invincibility of the past have now become a thing of the past and no one will mention them anymore.
Lu Yun was busy dealing with everyone, and when he looked for Shang Zhi, he didn't see him.
The third prince exchanged a few words with Patriarch Xuantian, then left Xuantian Sect with his men.
On the way back, Lu Yun didn't dare to pretend to be sick anymore, but followed the third prince.
"Lu Yun, you won't blame me, right?"
"Ah? What are you talking about, Third Prince?"
"I took on the alchemy for you." The third prince explained, "Now, we are about to go to war with Hades, so I have to make plans early."
"The Third Prince is right. I have the same plan." Lu Yun responded hastily, "As long as the Xuantian Furnace spirit agrees, I, Lu Yun, will be at the Third Prince's disposal."
"That's good."
On the way back, the third prince was worried and spoke hardly any words.
Instead, a group of people who were close to Lu Yun gathered around him.
Back at the camp, Liu Yan'er and Luo Li were overjoyed to see Lu Yun return safely.
While asking all kinds of questions, he prepared a lot of wine and food.
After all, this is how we celebrate in the underworld.
Lu Yun called Hei Hu and other good brothers, and they drank and chatted in his own tent.
It was not until late at night that everyone dispersed with a sense of unfulfilled desire.
"Little Lu Yun, it's late, it's time to rest!" Liu Yan'er said in a coquettish voice.
Luo Li even lowered all the curtains in the general's tent and set up a barrier.
Lu Yun naturally knew what they were thinking, and then threw a Yuan Yang Pill into his mouth.
The candle is out.
A night of spring supper.
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