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Leng Ling was already weak after being severely injured that day. Later, she forced a warning message to Master Liao Zheng, which had almost exhausted her spiritual sense. If Zhao Hen had not chewed the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and took it with Leng Ling to timely cure her injuries, the situation would have been worse than now.

Although Leng Ling's physical condition is no longer a serious problem, her spiritual consciousness is getting weaker and weaker, almost disappearing. If this continues, it won't take long for Leng Ling to fall asleep forever because of her spiritual consciousness is exhausted.

But how could Zhao Hen let this happen? He was reborn in order to prevent the tragedy of his previous life from happening, and to repay all the people who are good to him in his previous life. Now that his master's spiritual consciousness has suffered such a severe blow, how could Zhao Hen remain indifferent?

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Zhao Hen also knew that Master Liao Zheng was trying to ask about his days in the Demonic Wasteland these days, but now it is important to save people but he doesn't care about other trivial matters. After hearing Zhao Hen say this, Master Liao Zheng also understood Zhao Hen's eagerness to save Master and did not say much.

After Liao Zheng brought the unconscious Leng Ling back to the sect, the sect leader and several elders had already visited him, and they had no choice but to do anything. After a few masters of other sects who were familiar with the sect, Fei Jian sent a message to ask, there seemed to be no effective solution. Everyone could only watch Leng Ling weaken and his spiritual sense was hollowed out bit by bit, but they were all helpless. Now Zhao Hen is going to treat his master, although Liao Zheng doesn't have any hope, but it's okay to try it.

After hurriedly leaving Leng Ling's room, Zhao Hen immediately entered his cave and went to seclusion to refine pills. Zhao Hen also knew several pill recipes for healing spiritual consciousness. Among them, one of them was called the Concentration Pill, which could calm the disordered spiritual consciousness, but Zhao Hen was not sure about the strange phenomenon that Leng Ling's spiritual consciousness was so weak and disordered at this moment, which could effectively treat it.

After instructing Zhou Qiang to buy back the medicinal materials needed for alchemy, Zhao Hen divided the amount of the medicinal materials and put them aside, sighed lightly, quickly put a palm on the fire mouth of the alchemy furnace, and lightning in his soul rushed out. Suddenly, with a few muffled sounds, bursts of lightning flashed in the alchemy furnace.

His eyes swept roughly over the medicinal materials placed aside, and Zhao Hen picked up several kinds of spiritual medicines in his other hand and threw them into the alchemy furnace in an orderly manner. Under Zhao Hen's control, after a while, the lightning in the Baoling Furnace turned into a formation and began to change shapes continuously.

Zhao Hen's grenade and alchemy technique fell into Zhou Qiang's eyes, and he was so shocked that he almost knocked his chin to the ground. If he hadn't covered his mouth quickly, Zhou Qiang would have been unable to help but scream!

It would be fine if you just use thunder and lightning to refine alchemy, but Zhou Qiang has heard of it, but using thunder and lightning to form a formation in the alchemy furnace to refine alchemy is unprecedented even if it is placed in the entire cultivation world.

He rubbed his eyes hard with his hands. Zhou Qiang thought he was confused. However, this reality that made people's heart tightening happened alive and could not allow Zhou Qiang to disbelief. Although he was extremely shocked, Zhou Qiang did not dare to disturb his master's alchemy. He just covered his mouth stupidly and stood aside with a dull expression. Zhao Hen, who was refining the alchemy, also noticed Zhou Qiang's horror, but was not surprised.

It is very difficult to control the elixir with lightning formation. Even Zhao Hen, who was once a mysterious immortal in the Nine Heavens, can only use this method to refine three-turn pills with his current cultivation level. However, the power of thunder and lightning is much stronger than flames, and with the assistance of the formation, the pills refined are naturally more pure. This kind of alchemy technique is not in the mortal world, and only in the Nine Heavens can see it, so Zhou Qiang cannot be shocked.

As time went by, the medicinal materials put into the Baoling Furnace slowly melted into a stream of medicinal liquid, rolling in the lightning and began to emit waves of medicinal fragrance. Under Zhao Hen's control, time passed quickly. I don't know how many times the medicinal liquid in the elixir furnace rolled, and finally it was wrapped in lightning and quickly condensed into green pills. At this moment, a thunder and lightning appeared in the Baoling Furnace to wrap the pills, making the blue pills instantly turn red and refining for the second turn.

The number of rotations of the pill determines the effect of the pill. The more rotations, the better the effect. Leng Ling is still unconscious now, and Zhao Hen, the concentrating pill, cannot guarantee that it can be effectively treated. The only thing that can be done is to improve the efficacy of the pill, to see if Leng Ling is useful after taking it.

Zhao Hen is now limited by his cultivation level, and he can only refine the pills in three turns at most. Soon, two pill patterns began to appear under the refinement of thunder and lightning.

The basic feature of the second-turn elixir is that the two elixir patterns can generally be relied on to identify the number of elixirs. However, there is no absolute in the world, and it is not impossible for alchemists to fake it. Therefore, monks still use their spiritual consciousness when checking the number of elixirs.

Looking at the second-turn pills floating in the elixirs calmly, a ray of lightning flashed in Zhao Hen's hand and began to refine the third-turn. As time went by, Zhao Hen's originally calm face showed a hint of fatigue, and thin beads of sweat began to seep out of his forehead.

The difficulty and time of refining low-level pills and high-level pills are different. The concentration pills refined by Zhao Hen are a high-level pill, so Zhao Hen is so hard. However, the refining of this pill is not long, so it can be refined as soon as possible for Leng Ling to take it.

More than twenty days later, Zhao Hen's refining process finally came to an end. Looking at the three-turn pill pattern on the Concentrating Pill in the Baoling Furnace, Zhao Hen's palm slowly left the pill furnace. As his palm evacuated, the thunder and lightning in the pill furnace gradually dissipated. He flicked his fingers, and the cover on the Baoling Furnace was unveiled by a lot of strong winds. Zhao Hen's palm sucked, and all the pills in the pill furnace were absorbed by Zhao Hen into the jade bottle that had been prepared long ago.
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