In Chun Yu's room, Wu Bing stood in front of a huge stone cauldron.
This kind of stone cauldron was similar to a big pot, with ancient and mysterious patterns carved on its surface. Primordial Fierce Beasts roared and the ancestors of the Wu Tribe fought in the Untainted Land, and so on.
These mysterious patterns flickered with a faint blood-red light, and there was a mysterious power flowing within them. Clearly, they were not simple patterns, but carried a mysterious power.
He sat cross-legged with a calm expression. His hands formed a seal and he pressed forward.
Boom!
In an instant, the blood essence power in his body surged out and turned into huge arms in the air, dancing wildly like dragons.
Each arm flew out and grabbed a material.
These materials were all quite strange and terrifying. There were huge silver-white centipedes, huge spiders with colorful fur, lumps all over their backs, and every lump contained a huge toad. There were also all kinds of strange insects, and so on.
Other than that, the flesh, organs, bones, and fur of the demons were also important.
His lifeblood power transformed into a total of 108 arms. Therefore, he grabbed a total of 108 materials and clenched them in midair.
Boom! Boom!
All the materials were crushed by the huge hand formed by the power of blood essence.
Following that, arms stretched out and threw the materials into the huge stone cauldron. There was an extremely strict order. The amount of various materials was also extremely strict, and there was not the slightest difference.
When all of this was mixed together, Wu Bing's 108 arms merged into one with a bang and returned to his body. Then, he opened his mouth and spat out.
Boom!
Under the stone cauldron, a huge fire burned.
All kinds of materials melted and began to fuse. They bubbled and emitted a strange, pungent smell. Animal fur rolled in it, and it was very sticky.
"Begin the ritual!" Chun Yu shouted with a serious expression.
She had been standing guard at the side all this while, and now she solemnly reminded him.
Sacrifice.
It was the most crucial step in refining magic medicine!
According to the theory of the lich, after the Great God Pangu created the world, he fell and turned into all things in the world.
The Sorcerer Tribe was the successor of Pangu's bloodline.
Therefore, he could rely on the power of this bloodline to merge with the Chaos, drawing a great power into the medicine, making it truly successful.
This was the key to the success or failure of a magic medicine.
Boom!
Wu Bing did not hesitate and immediately performed the ritual. He stood up and began to dance around the huge stone cauldron. His dance was vigorous and vigorous.
He was even chanting the incantation of the Wuzu. The incantation sounded extremely mysterious and distant, as if it had come from the primordial era.
After all this was done.
Boom!
His entire body suddenly lit up, and the boundless power of blood Qi burned. A strange force suddenly appeared in the world and surged into his body.
His body seemed to have turned into a bridge, connecting the heaven and earth with the magic medicine.
Through this bridge, this mysterious power was poured into the magic medicine.
In the end, along with a thunderous boom, a dazzling light burst out from the stone cauldron, and the magic medicine boiled. As if some kind of qualitative change had happened, the color of the medicine changed, and it turned into a bowl of medicine that was glowing with a faint golden light.
" This power…" Wu Bing was shocked.
Just now, he felt as if he had fused with the entire world.
Vaguely, one could even see a vast chaotic sea in the distance. Above the sea, an incomparably majestic giant stood with a huge axe in his hand.
After the ritual, he would be able to draw the power of the giant and fuse it into the magic medicine.
During the refining process, Wu Bing even discovered that his physique and cultivation seemed to have improved a little.
"The Shaman Tribe's sacrificial ritual is indeed magical. Could it be that this ritual can really establish some kind of connection with the Great God Pangu?”Wu Bing pondered.
Great God Pangu was a great existence who created the Primordial World. Even if he had fallen, he must still have endless power left.
If he could really establish some kind of mysterious connection with it, that would be too terrifying.
Just as Wu Bing was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise.
"Oh my god, you actually made a perfect low-grade magic medicine!”
It was Spring Rain.
Her face was full of surprise.
"Perfect grade?" Wu Bing was curious.
Chun Yu calmed down after a while. She looked at Wu Bing and said,"There are good and bad low-grade magic medicines. Some are of average quality, some are of excellent quality, but yours is perfect!”
"Even for me, when I concoct low-grade magic medicines, there is only a very small chance that I can concoct perfect-grade magic medicines.”
"I didn't expect that you would have such a great talent in the field of magic medicine, much stronger than me. You should know that I was regarded as a genius by many people in the Goumang Tribe.”
Chun Yu couldn't help but sigh.
He felt a little defeated.
How could this guy be so strong!
Wu Bing smiled. He felt that this was very normal. After all, he was not ordinary. Moreover, he had mastered the basic alchemy method and could comprehend it by analogy.
"Didn't you say that you've mastered over a thousand magic medicines? This was just one of them. Next, teach me something else."
Wu Bing smiled.
"I feel like I've suffered a loss. If I had known earlier, I would have asked you for more battle merit points. I thought that you would be able to learn how to make one or two kinds of magic medicine, and that would be the best you could do.”
Chun Yu sighed and muttered softly,"I reckon you'll have to empty out everything I know.”
Even so, Chun Yu did not hide anything. Instead, she taught even more diligently in the following period of time. After all, imparting knowledge to a genius gave her a great sense of accomplishment.
In the Untainted Land, hundreds of years had passed in the blink of an eye. Wu Bing had made great progress in the field of magic medicine making, almost reaching Chun Yu's level.
However, although he had made great progress in the field of medicine making, he had encountered some problems in the field of weapon making.
Compared to low-grade magic treasures, middle-grade magic treasures were much more difficult to make. They consumed more materials and had a higher failure rate.
Even though Wu Bing was a wealthy man, he still couldn't afford such a terrifying consumption. Even with his lipstick, silk stockings, and low-grade magic treasures, he couldn't make up for it anymore.
"The Dao of Artifact Refining really consumes a lot of energy. If this continues, I'll probably go bankrupt.”Wu Bing was helpless.
At this moment, he received a piece of news.
The people from Zhurong tribe had arrived at their tribe in advance. Among them was Volcano, who helped him sell lipstick and stockings. He had brought the dividends.
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