Chapter 721: First Refining, Three-Color Pill Thunder!

"Since there is the first place, others can take it, why can't I, Liu Ling, take it?" Liu Ling thought to himself.

Nowadays, Liu Ling's soul realm has already entered the early stage of the spiritual realm, and even has the signs of entering the middle stage of the spiritual realm. This has qualified him to become an eighth-grade alchemist. In addition, he also has the help of strange fire. There are not many alchemists on the continent who can possess strange fire. This is another advantage of Liu Ling.

In addition, Liu Ling inherited Gu He's experience in refining medicine. Although he has not practiced it yet, he still has some very detailed experience in refining medicine.

With this idea in mind, Liu Ling immediately prepared. Now there are about eight months before the date of the alchemy meeting. Liu Ling plans to spend more than three months to let his people collect medicinal materials. In these three months, he will try to refine more eighth-grade pills. The remaining four months will be used to travel. After all, the edge of the North Domain is too far away from the Alchemy Domain.

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After the other elders left the hall, Qinglin came to Liu Ling and said excitedly: "Brother, the Alchemy Conference is such a grand event, how can I not be there to witness it for you, don't you think?"

"Junior sister, the journey to the Alchemy Domain is long, you'd better not go!" Hearing Qinglin's words, Liu Ling shook her head.

"Ah!"

"No, I want to go!"

Seeing Liu Ling's refusal, Qinglin was immediately unhappy. Nowadays, Qinglin's favorite thing is to join in the fun, and he naturally yearns for the grand event that only happens every thirty years, the Alchemy Conference.

"You can go if you want, but before you leave, you need to improve your cultivation to Dou Zong!" Liu Ling smiled and made a request.

"Ah!"

"Dou Zong? Senior Brother, are you sure? How is this possible?"

Hearing Liu Ling's words, Qing Lin was a little troubled. The last time Gu He taught her skills, she broke through to the six-star Dou Huang. Now, after half a year, she has only improved her cultivation by one star, reaching the peak of the seven-star Dou Huang. There are only more than three months before she leaves for Danyu. It is basically impossible to break through normally and become a Dou Zong.

After asking three questions, Qing Lin grabbed Liu Ling's shoulders and shook them.

"No, no, Senior Brother, lower your requirements!" Qing Lin said anxiously.

Liu Ling showed a helpless smile on his face and said, "Okay, then I will lower it a little bit. You have to reach the cultivation of the nine-star Dou Huang before you leave. Is that okay?"

"Yes, yes, this is OK!" Hearing Liu Ling's changed requirements, Qing Lin immediately nodded and agreed.

In fact, Liu Ling had set the task of Nine-Star Douhuang for Qinglin from the beginning. Perhaps he expected her to push down, so he deliberately said it was a little higher. Qinglin, this girl, has been too fond of meddling in some trivial matters in the guild during this period of time, and her cultivation has been somewhat neglected. Liu Ling put forward such a condition for her, hoping that she would work hard to cultivate.

Tianhuo Zun naturally saw Liu Ling's intention at a glance, with a smile in his eyes. The more he looked at Liu Ling, the more he liked her. He even felt a little sorry that Liu Ling had already worshipped Gu He as his master, otherwise he really wanted to have such a disciple.

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After the decision was made at the meeting that day, Liu Ling quickly gathered the medicinal materials needed to refine the eighth-grade elixir.

With the medicinal materials, Liu Ling did not hesitate and directly chose to start refining the elixir.

Although his soul power reached the requirements for refining the eighth-grade elixir, he had not practiced it personally after all, so there was no harm in practicing more.

More than half a month later, at the Mercenary Guild Headquarters, the sky was clear and sunny one moment, but the next moment, it was immediately covered by dark clouds.

The dark clouds emerged in an overwhelming manner, and the dense silver snakes covered the sky at this moment. It was a sunny day before, but now it is as dark as night. From time to time, a silver lightning flashed across the sky, and the dazzling strong light pierced the sky.

"In this direction, could it be that the president is refining pills?"

"Looking at the power of this thundercloud, the pills that the president is refining this time are likely to be the top-grade seventh-grade pills!"

"Liu Ling's pill-refining skills are getting stronger and stronger!"

"At this age, the president can refine the top-grade seventh-grade pills. Following the president is really my best choice!"

"Husband, you are really too good!"

"Brother Liu's pills are about to be refined!"

The thundercloud in the sky attracted the attention of countless people in the Mercenary Guild Headquarters, and exclamations came from these people.

Just as everyone's eyes were fixed on the thundercloud, a beam of light suddenly shot up into the thundercloud in the central area of ​​the Mercenary Guild Headquarters. Immediately, the huge thundercloud suddenly rolled violently. After a moment, the thundercloud turned into blue and silver. If there were sharp-eyed people, they could see that in the blue and silver, there was also a very light red color mixed.

"Oh my god, why did the thundercloud turn into two colors, blue and silver?"

"No, you are mistaken, it is three colors!"

"Three colors of thundercloud, could it be that they are refining an eighth-grade elixir? Legend has it that the quality of an eighth-grade elixir is determined by the color of the thunderbolt. The more colors of thunderbolt appear, the higher the quality of the elixir. If there are nine colors of thunderbolt, it means that the elixir has the potential to become a ninth-grade elixir!"

"The president is so young, but he can already refine an eighth-grade elixir with three colors of thunderbolt. This is too scary!"

"The president is an eighth-grade alchemist, which is an extremely noble status!"

"It seems that more than two years ago, someone in the North Territory saw four-color pill thunder, so it must be..."

After seeing the three-color thunderclouds appearing in the sky, some people who had a little experience were very surprised, because even in the Dan Tower, there were very few young people who could refine eighth-grade pills, let alone eight-grade pills with three-color pill thunder.

"Brother Tianhuo, the president has refined an eighth-grade pill. The power of this three-color pill thunder is very strong. Even Dou Zun's cultivation is extremely difficult to resist. Why don't we two stop the pill thunder!"

In a pavilion deep in the mercenary guild, Bai Changshou said to Tianhuo Zun with some worry in his eyes.

Hearing Bai Changshou's words, Venerable Tianhuo smiled and shook his head, saying softly: "Brother Changshou, let's just watch quietly. The president can handle these pill thunders by himself!"

"The president can handle them by himself?"

Listening to Venerable Tianhuo's words and the confidence in Liu Ling in his eyes, Bai Changshou's eyes suddenly flashed with doubt.