In front of a low mountain, Ye Jian stopped. The mountain did not look stunning, but it was very elegant.

"When Ye Jingtian just came here, he took the liberty to visit. I wonder if my friend can open the cave and see him,"

Ye Jian spoke extremely awkward underground language, hugged his fists towards the mountain in front of him, and said.

The reason why he was named Ye Jingtian was entirely to avoid the calculations of the prophet of the Jinli clan. Although he didn't know much about this innate divine calculation method, he was very afraid of it.

The magical calculator is in line with the secrets of heaven, and people can often know all the secrets because of a name.

He didn't want to be calculated just like this, especially by the king.

"Outsider, get out,"

Ye Jian informed the mountain in front of him, but what he answered was a thunderous shout, and the lingering sound shook, turning into a sharp shock wave, attacking his sea of ​​consciousness.

"snort,"

Ye Jian snorted coldly, and the cold light in his eyes moved slightly.

"Shameless,"

His soul power has been discovered. The person who was in seclusion in the mountain was a Xuan Ling of the middle stage of the Four Changes, which is a warrior with the strength of the middle stage of the Qihai Realm.

He snorted coldly, and his strong aura directly smashed the sound waves. Then he saw his right hand raising and his sword roaring again. The top-grade Xuan Sword came out of his sleeves and slashed out from bottom to top.

Thorn.

A huge sword light slashed out, and the thunder sound rolled, and one blow hit a certain point on the mountain in front.

Click.

The protective formation outside the mountain shattered, revealing the cave inside.

"court death,"

In the cave, a middle-aged man with a thin appearance and an extremely strong soul aura flew out and quickly attacked Ye Jian.

With a wave of his palm, the light blue palm prints roared out, and the air in a large space ahead collapsed, with amazing power.

Ye Jian raised his mouth slightly, and he just smiled coldly. On the way back, his right index finger suddenly pointed forward.

Bo.

The top-grade Xuan Sword instantly turned into a sword light, shattering the light blue palm prints that the middle-aged man had slapped.

The middle-aged man seemed to feel a little surprised and stopped in the air.

"External, I haven't had time to cause trouble for you yet, you dare to provoke me,"

"I'm looking for you, just want to ask some questions," Ye Jian smiled.

"Hmph, I have nothing to say to you," It's a pity that the middle-aged man doesn't buy it, "Now I count three times, and those who know each other will get out of here immediately."

Ye Jian's expression gradually became gloomy. He had already said good things. Since the other party still did not give him face, he had to be tough.

"In this way, then you can only offend,"

As he said that, his figure moved, and the madman under his feet stepped on the steps of his sword. The space was twisted and folded, and his figure was almost at its peak and rushed towards the middle-aged man quickly.

"You are seeking death by yourself," the middle-aged man roared angrily when he saw this, and a dark phantom formed behind him. It was a giant lion hundreds of feet tall, extremely powerful.

As his figure moved, the giant lion seemed to come alive, with great might and slapped at Ye Jian with its teeth and claws.

Ye Jian was slightly surprised, feeling a little surprised, but there was no panic on his face, but instead, there was a strong ridicule.

The middle-aged man in front of him, although his cultivation level was in the middle stage of the Four Changes, he still practiced an unknown secret technique with amazing power, which looked very powerful. Unfortunately, he met him. After only one glance, Ye Jian learned about the flaws of this secret technique.

When the lion slapped it with a palm, he just looked to the side and avoided all attacks. Then, he stuck it up again and flew up along the lion's forelimbs. The soul power in the sea of ​​consciousness rolled out, and the top-grade mysterious sword shot out again, like a shocking divine light, piercing the lion's ribs with one blow.

Angwoo.

The lion cried out with a tragic sound and its body scattered.

puff.

The middle-aged man squirted out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.

Scream.

At this moment, the sword roar sounded again, and the middle-aged man was shocked, but before he could react, a chill came, directly pressing against his eyebrows, and a drop of red blood dripped.

The middle-aged man was shocked and raised his hands in panic, and his voice became trembling.

"This fellow Taoist, I have something to say and something to say. What do you want to ask? I know everything and say everything I can."

"I just realized that I'm welcome, it's too late," Ye Jian's eyes turned cold, and the top-grade Xuan Sword was about to pierce the middle-aged man's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Give me your life," the middle-aged man was shocked when he saw this and actually knelt down on the spot.

Ye Jian was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that the middle-aged man was a cartilage, so he immediately stopped moving.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly added: "As long as fellow Taoist spares my life, I am willing to contribute all my wealth."

Unfortunately, Ye Jian didn't even blink his eyelids, and the top-grade Xuan Jian went deeper, and a trace of blood flowed down the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man turned pale, his eyes began to flutter, his thoughts flew quickly, and he gritted his teeth and added: "In addition to all his wealth, I am willing to take the Taoist as the main focus. My fellow Taoist just came to this concentration camp, and I am afraid I am not familiar with everything. With me helping me, with the strength of my fellow Taoist, I will definitely be able to make a fortune in the concentration camp."

He is the last reliance on Ye Jian. If he still cannot impress Ye Jian, he will be really dead this time.

Fortunately, his luck seems to be good.

“Come in,”

Ye Jian took back the top-grade Xuan Jian, immediately moved his body and flew directly to the middle-aged man's cave.

The tingling pain between the eyebrows was still there, and the middle-aged man's spine was cold. Seeing this, he dared not delay for a moment, so he hurriedly followed in.

After a conversation, Ye Jian learned that the middle-aged man was named An Shang, who was the mortal enemy of the Jinlien tribe. He was from the Anlan tribe. During the last time the two tribes fought, he was unfortunately captured by the Jinlien tribe.

He has been in this concentration camp for fifteen years and has made no mistakes in everything in the concentration camp.

When Ye Jian asked about the soul pill, An Shang also explained.

This world contains huge energy, which can be transformed into pure soul power after being absorbed by humans. When the cultivation level reaches the Xuanshi stage, they can practice alchemy condensation techniques, gather the essence of heaven and earth, and condense it into a soul pill.

Soul Condensation Pill is a technical job, and it is not easy. It will consume the mental power and a little mental power. Therefore, for every Xuan Master with a late stage of three changes in cultivation, he can only condense at most 360 soul pills a day. Next, he needs to rest and recover his consumption. If he works hard, it is okay to condense 400 soul pills a day, but it will be very tiring.

Some more powerful Xuan masters, such as their soul power, or other aspects are relatively powerful, can condense more in a day, but it is obvious that there are too few people like this.

Xuanling in the early stage of the Four Changes can condense 720 soul pills every day, and then rest and recover. In the middle stage of the Four Changes, there are 1,080 pills. In the late stage of the Four Changes, it is a low-level to mid-level increase, and the increase in soul power will be more obvious, so it can condense 1,800 pills.

There are three functions of the soul pill.

First: As a currency, in the underground world, the stream of spirit stones is useless, and the soul pill is the hard currency.

Second: It can be used for cultivation, breaking through shackles to improve cultivation.

Third: You can restore your soul power after taking it.

The Jinli clan requires the Xuanshi in the late stage of the Three Changes to pay 360 soul pills every day, which is to calculate the normal amount of the Xuanshi in the late stage of the Three Changes to convert the Xuanshi in the late stage of the Three Changes to pay 720 soul pills every day.

"By the way, above the soul pill, there is soul liquid. The energy contained in each pound of soul liquid is equivalent to 100,000 soul pills." An Shang said at last.

"One pound of soul liquid is equal to one hundred thousand soul pills." Ye Jian was shocked.

Doesn’t this mean that one needs to be refined with 100,000 soul pills to obtain one pound of soul liquid? However, a Xuanling in the early stage of the Four Transformation can condense 720 soul pills and one pound of soul liquid in a day. This requires a Xuanling in the early stage of the Four Transformation to condense for half a year, and only two pounds of soul liquid in a year.

"Soul liquid is of great value, but this kind of thing is not something that we can touch." An Shang told Ye Jian everything he knew about the soul pill. Finally, he also taught Ye Jian's alchemy technique.

In the underground world, every tribe can use alchemy condensation techniques. People like Ye Jian who have entered the underground world for the first time will not do it.

In just one quarter of an hour, Ye Jian learned the alchemy condensation technique, which shocked An Shang. Although the alchemy condensation technique was not difficult to learn, it took him five or six days to learn it at that time. Ye Jian only took a quarter of an hour. If this was spread, it would be a surprise to a group of people.

Ye Jian released his soul power, sensed the essence of heaven and earth in the air, and then used the alchemy condensation technique. He had a deep study of alchemy and was able to capture this rough alchemy condensation technique. As his thoughts moved, a round, snow-white soul pill appeared in the palm of his hand.

The soul pill is about the size of a longan, exuding an extremely pure aura.

An Shang was shocked again, pointing at the soul pill in Ye Jian's hand, trembling so hard that he could hardly speak.

"Brother-in-law, is this really your first time condensing the pill?"

"What's wrong?" Ye Jian frowned slightly, not understanding why he said that.

An Shang swallowed his saliva, but did not explain immediately, but condensed a soul pill in his palm as Ye Jian looked.

By comparison, the problem was immediately discovered.

The soul pill condensed by An Shang is only the size of a green lee, and the color is yellow in white, and the aura emitted is far less pure than Ye Jian.

"Why," Ye Jian began to feel suspicious in his heart.

"Young Master, the energy in this soul pill you condensed is ten times that of mine. If it is passed on, it will be alarmed," An Shang suddenly said with a worried look on his face.
Chapter completed!