Chapter 83 Thousand Poison Island

Walking into the alchemy room, Han Changming took out the alchemy furnace and array equipment, and began to refine the Qi Yun Pill.

With a sound of "噗嗤", a large piece of flame emerged out of thin air, wrapping the bottom of the Ziyang Furnace.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out.

Han Changming didn't dare to be careless, and quickly used his divine sense to check the condition of the pill.

Under the control of his divine sense, the liquid in the Ziyang Furnace slowly gathered together and gradually shrunk in volume.

As soon as Han Changming's formula changed, the flames swelled up, and the liquid slowly swirled.

In the alchemy experience left by Chen Ziyang, there is a technique of controlling fire, which can increase the temperature of the flame, shorten the time of alchemy, and increase the success rate of alchemy through a special technique.

Of course, this technique of controlling fire requires a lot of mana, and only a foundation-building monk can practice it.

As time passed, a strong medicinal fragrance wafted out from the house.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Han Changming's formula changed, and the flame gradually became smaller. After twenty breaths, the flame collapsed and disappeared.

He opened the alchemy furnace, and there were eight Qi Yun pills in it.

Han Changming's face showed joy. This time he refined Yunqi Pill, he added Lingshui.

He checked the eight qi accumulation pills one by one, both in color and size, they were all good.

He put away eight qi-containing pills, and injected a formula into the array, and soon, a group of red flames suddenly appeared, wrapping the Ziyang furnace.

After preheating, he poured the elixir and half a bottle of water into the Ziyang furnace.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a faint medicinal fragrance floated out from the Ziyang furnace.

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Thousand Poison Island is a medium-sized island that has been permeated with poisonous mist and miasma all year round. The sea area near Thousand Poison Island is shrouded in sea fog, which lingers all year round, and strong winds blow from time to time.

A huge cyan gourd was floating in the air, and ten immortal cultivators were sitting on the cyan gourd. They all had a gourd pattern on their clothes. They were Han Debiao and his party.

Han Debiao and nine members of the Qi refining period went to Thousand Poison Island to find the elixir, led by Han Daoqian.

Han Daoqian, the third in the Taoist generation, the ninth level of Qi Refining, he was also one of the three masters of the Han family before.

The three heroes of the Han family are not permanent. Before the age of forty is the best age for foundation establishment. After forty years old, there is still a certain chance of advancing to the foundation establishment stage. Over sixty years old, there is little hope.

Han Daoqian took the Foundation Establishment Pill, but he failed to enter the Foundation Establishment Stage. He is one hundred and five years old this year, and his lifespan is running out.

Qi refining monks can live for about a hundred years, foundation building monks have a lifespan of more than two hundred years, and alchemy monks have a lifespan of more than five hundred and fifty years.

When Han Daoqian was fighting martial arts in his early years, his lower body was seriously injured and he was unable to have children. He regarded all the younger generations as his own.

If he doesn't come to Thousand Poison Island, he's still sitting in the family. If he finds the elixir he needs to dissolve the residual poison in Han Zhangxiang's body, then it's the most suitable. He can still move, so come to Thousand Poison Island with Han Debiao , to play the residual heat for the family.

The ten Qi-refining monks are mainly from the "Tao" and "De" generations. The "Chang" generation did not come. They are the future hope of the Han family.

There are five people above the sixth floor of Qi Refining, and they brought three second-level low-grade puppet beasts and a batch of antidote elixirs.

"Let's go! Be careful, the reputation of Thousand Poison Island is not fake."

Han Daoqian's face was solemn. Every year, a large number of monks went to Thousand Poison Island to find elixir, and most of them stayed on Thousand Poison Island forever.

With a pinch of Han Daoqian's method, the green gourd under him slowly flew towards the thick fog ahead.

The surrounding area is white, and you can't see your fingers. Qi refining monks can't let go of their spiritual consciousness, they can only rely on their naked eyes.

Suddenly there was a huge roar in front, and a huge flame could be vaguely seen.

As soon as Han Daoqian's formula changed, the green gourd stopped immediately, and everyone's faces were full of vigilance.

A blue ray of light flew towards them very fast.

It didn't take long for Han Daoqian to see the cyan light clearly. It was a cyan flying shuttle about ten feet long. On top of the cyan flying shuttle stood two qi refining monks, a man and a woman. Their expressions were flustered, as if they had bumped into something terrible.

Dozens of watermelon-sized fireballs suddenly appeared behind them and quickly smashed towards the two of them.

Rumble!

A large sea of ​​red flames covered the figures of the two Qi Refining Cultivators. When the flames dissipated, two charred corpses and a blue flying shuttle fell into the sea.

The two monks of the Han family quickly sacrificed the magic weapon of the rope, entangled the corpse, and searched for the property on the corpse.

There was a muffled "buzzing" sound, and a group of huge red mosquitoes flew over. They had four wings on their backs, were red all over, and had a sharp blood-colored spike in their mouths.

"Bloodthirsty mosquito! It's actually this kind of poisonous insect."

Bloodthirsty mosquitoes are very sensitive to blood and are very aggressive. They are not afraid of fire spells, and gold or ice spells can restrain them.

There were hundreds of bloodthirsty mosquitoes, rushing towards them from different directions.

Before they got close, dozens of red fireballs smashed towards them.

Han Debiao took his time, sacrificed a cyan gourd the size of a palm, and punched in a formula. There was a loud whistling sound, and a gust of wind gushed out, blowing away dozens of red fireballs.

"Attack them with gold spells, be fast." Han Daoqian ordered.

He took out a crescent-shaped golden scimitar, and with a light slash, a large golden blade flew out, cutting towards the bloodthirsty mosquito.

Others either sacrificed talismans, cast spells, or manipulated magic weapons to attack bloodthirsty mosquitoes.

This group of bloodthirsty mosquitoes are all first-order poisonous insects. In the face of the powerful firepower of Han Daoqian and others, they were no match at all, and they fell from midair one after another.

Han Daoqian's ten people had practiced in Kuixingfang City, and their cooperation was so skillful that it was not comparable to bloodthirsty mosquitoes.

Not long after, hundreds of bloodthirsty mosquitoes were all killed, and none escaped.

The wings of the first-tier high-grade bloodthirsty mosquitoes can be used to refine weapons, but there are not many first-tier high-grade bloodthirsty mosquitoes.

After disposing of the corpse of the bloodthirsty mosquito, they moved on.

In the next three days, they encountered many kinds of poisonous insects one after another. The individual strength of these poisonous insects was not strong, but there were a lot of them, ranging from dozens to hundreds. Fortunately, Han Daoqian and others made sufficient preparations. These poisonous insects did not hurt them.

Fortunately, they did not encounter Gangfeng.

Three days later, an emerald green island appeared in front of them. The island was more than 1,300 miles long and 700 miles wide.

The terrain of the island is high in the south and low in the north, and a large number of plants grow on the island.

"Is this the Thousand Poison Island!" Han Debiao said to himself with a dignified expression.

Thousand Poison Island is a dangerous place in the red algae sea area. Thousands of monks died on Thousand Poison Island. He must be more careful.

"Put yourself on defense, don't be careless, Thousand Poison Island can't tolerate carelessness." Han Daoqian solemnly urged.

They put defenses on themselves one after another, in groups of five, divided into two groups, and moved forward slowly.

Not long after, they disappeared into the mountains.