Yang Qiuyu's eyes suddenly closed and opened in an instant, and he suddenly shook his heart!

"May it"

He stared at the bottom again, his mind was also calculating, looking at the fast-moving herbs, and said to himself: "Is it possible that every time these herbs move, they demonstrate the way to refine medicines in different pills? If this is true!"

The blue elixir under his feet landed on the ground instantly.

When the people from the Alchemy Pavilion heard the vibration, they immediately walked to the place where the spiritual herbs were placed inside.

"What's going on?"

When everyone came in with strange eyes, various spiritual herbs were neatly placed in the corresponding positions.

"It's nothing, it's just a few shocks." Yang Qiuyu said with a dry smile.

Yang Qiuyu walked out of the place where the spiritual medicine was placed, and started to temper himself with ordinary spiritual medicine in his hand.

He wanted to try to make pills by himself.

Yang Siying looked at him thoughtfully, not knowing what this strange boy was going to do.

"You have realized it?" Yang Siying asked softly.

"I haven't realized the truth, but I think I can also refine elixirs." Yang Qiuyu asked after being silent for a little.

"One portion of the root of the insect isia root, ice leaves, lark grass, white flowers, red flowers, and snow lotus." After putting these in the alchemy furnace, Lin Yifeng controlled the alchemy fire to start refining medicine.

Because I was not very skilled in controlling the heat of the alchemy fire, I successfully refined it for the third time after opening the furnace twice.

He sat alone in front of the elixir furnace, silently coming from Hei Yuetong, his mind was moving and calculating quickly. According to the movement of the herbs, he spread to different places and merged them in batches, and then traveled back and forth until each bead of herbs was merged hundreds of times in different places. Yang Qiuyu used ordinary herbs to refine some simple elixirs.

"There are actually more than twenty!" A hint of recognition and incredibility flashed across the old man's eyes.

When the Black Moon Eye merged, among the last thousand recipes, Yang Qiuyu discovered a simple recipe.

"Beauty Pill, Blood Replenishing Pill, and Practice Pill." His mind showed what he had just refined with the elixir of the type of pill he had just used the elixir to refine.

"Has the Holy Emperor studied elixirs?"

The old man stroked his white beard with his hands on his face and his face was slightly moved.

"No...intuitively noticed it." Yang Qiuyu whispered, and after that, he picked up a few hot pills and threw them into his mouth.

"This taste...is similar to chocolate." Yang Qiuyu was a little confused.

After eating, I feel as warm as drinking alcohol. This is a wonderful process.

"I will give you these beauty pills!" Yang Qiuyu smiled and handed them to Yang Siying.

"I don't want it, what if it's poisonous?" Yang Siying said with a worried look on her face.

"I don't want me to eat." Yang Qiuyu touched his chin, challenging the other party's bottom line.

"don't want!"

Yang Siying watched him stuffing it into his mouth and stopped him with her hands.

"Um."

Yang Qiuyu nodded and handed it to her.

Yang Qiuyu saluted politely, his eyes glowing with red light from the elixir furnace, "Senior, thank you for your advice, I will say goodbye."

"Well, Holy Emperor, since you love refining elixirs so much, I will give you a cauldron that I have always carried with you. It can refine pure elixirs."

The old man's eyes flashed in his eyes. He had a robe of clothes and a golden tripod, and he was square and had a dragon's tattoo on it.

"Senior, this is impossible." Yang Qiuyu hurriedly postponed with his hands. Seeing that he was so expensive, he really didn't dare to accept it.

"Cover it, this tripod is useless to me." A trace of sorrow flashed in the old man's eyes. He used to thrive in the world for some things, but now he is old but has no heart to be a king, and his era is over.

Yang Qiuyu accepted it silently without saying a word. He knew that this cauldron was very useful to the old man. It must have been his lifelong efforts to refine immortal pills and pursue immortality.

"Senior, I will do my best. Time is ruthless. I hope I can refine elixirs and elixirs to make the last one come back." Yang Qiuyu was determined with firmness in his eyes.

"Well, if you have time, you are still young, and you still have a lot to learn." The old man nodded and walked in alone.

He curled the corners of his lips slightly, and a touch of playfulness changed into his charming eyes. He raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, and he put the cauldron in the hovering space.

He took a step forward, his figure floating like a phantom. He looked at her coldly, not allowing her to say anything more. He grabbed her white wrist and pulled it gently, "What are you looking at? You're leaving."

As Yang Siying raised her eyes, a touch of whiteness was introduced into her eyes. The handsome man leaned lightly on her wrist, with his satin dress fluttering, his eyebrows and eyes were like sword paintings, and his black hair seemed to rise in the wind, floating in the air, but there was no wind here.

The two looked back at the old man's figure and walked out of the alchemy pavilion resolutely.

On this day, almost all the martial arts officials from all dynasties came and heard that the new holy emperor came to pay their respects.

As soon as Yang Qiuyu and Yang Siying left the alchemy pavilion, someone was guarding the Holy Emperor's dragon pattern robe outside, waiting for him to wear it before going to court.

Yang Qiuyu touched his chin and then changed it with him.

Wearing dragon-patterned sword-dragon pattern cards, he went to court in person. When he arrived, there were hundreds of people in the court, each of whom was heroic and strong. Of course, there were women. There were countless cultivators coming outside, and ten thousand holy emperor soldiers were guarding them outside. Twenty-four saints were on various golden eaves, and the twelve saint killers were masked on the golden dragon, emitting terrifying invisible power.

In the dynasty, everyone looked at each other and didn't know what they were talking about when Yang Qiuyu came.

"See the New Holy Emperor!" A group of people respectfully knelt on one knee.

"Get up." She wore a white dress with a robe that was better than snow. Under her sword eyebrows, her narrow eyes were like gurgling spring water, warm as if she was bathed in the spring breeze, her nose was as straight as a distant mountain with a dark blue color, and her lips were light in color, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curled, making her look even more romantic and unrestrained.

Everyone got up and stared at Yang Qiuyu. They all looked weird and shocked. They didn't believe that the new Saint Emperor was actually a teenager.

"In the next Duan Tian! I don't know what the new Holy Emperor has to be the king of the prosperous dynasty!" At this time, a man walked out, tall and slender, with a straight nose, a beard on his lips, thick hair and dense beard, a warrior uniform, and a well-proportioned demeanor full of the royal family.

Everyone nodded. If the dynasty gave it to a child, then the people would be in danger and the thousand-year-old dynasty would decline!

"The Thousand Years Dynasty, the scale of the Wheel of the Sage, the Holy Emperor, if you don't have the strength, you'd better go down." The cold and arrogant eyes seemed to have no focal length, and the dark eyes were filled with calmness, and the black hair was scattered in your ears.

As he stepped, he had a cold breath, and his feet were frozen. He took one step and one step to freeze three feet in a radius of six feet. He had countless ice strips on his body, pointing at Yang Qiuyu in a slander.

However, the officials did not look at all afraid. They were all border generals of prosperous dynasties and their practice was immeasurable.

"boom!"

A purple thunder appeared out of thin air, and a lilac figure slowly turned from the corner of the wall. The luminous and gorgeous tribute soft satin not only reflects a faint glow under the light, but also looks comfortable and elegant when worn on the body. The man was so beautiful. The man tied his crown and his hair as long as flowing water was smooth behind his back. He raised his head slightly and put his back against the dark wall. With such a thrilling charm, he said coldly:

"There is no change but sorrow, flowers bloom and fall, the eternal sky, and dynasties should be replaced by strong people."

Yang Qiuyu was shocked. Who are these people? They are so powerful.

"What are your names?" Yang Qiuyu touched his chin and chuckled.

"The two of them, the five elements talent is full and the Bing with the improvement of water spirit roots. His name is Xue Houshang. The one who is not full of the five elements talent but can summon the purple thunder in a strange way is called Kui Ling." The voice was soft and beautiful.

A man held a big golden bell and had a bad smile. Even his two thick eyebrows also had soft ripples, as if he had always had a smile, curved, like a bright crescent moon in the night sky.

"The prey exposed its breath, and there is only one result, that is, there is only a different place in the corpse." The man who stepped on the steps with a cold breath kept freezing under his feet, took one step and one step to freeze three feet in a radius of six feet, and his body was surrounded by countless ice strips, directly attacking the man holding a golden bell.

The ice strip on the cold man's body actively stabbed the man holding a golden bell.

"Dang!", "Dang!"...

Two bells sounded, the ground began to shake, and invisible laws appeared in the palace to guard it, but the bells were deafening...

"Hey, Xue Houshang, what can you get like this?" The man holding the golden bell said with a wicked smile, looking natural and cheerful.

"Palace is not a place for you to make trouble,"

Twenty-four shadows appeared directly in the palace, each wearing war clothes, a silver dragon appeared, holding a silver spear in his hand to block the ice strips, and several men instantly controlled their actions with weapons.

"Your eyes will be misunderstood because of some shortcomings, and you will also pay a fatal price for it. A child who is still stinky and wants to be the Holy Emperor!" Several ice strips appeared directly, and rushed out of restraint. All of them were frozen within a radius of 100 meters.

All the officials and generals used their own lyricism to resist.

"Xuehoushang, if you dare to hurt the Holy Emperor for a minute, don't think about leaving alive." The silver spear turned into a silver dragon, and the white phantom ghostly blocked the ice strips. The ground kept trembling, and was protected by mysterious laws, otherwise the palace would be destroyed.

Twenty-four shadowless, more than a dozen standing in the air with their backs facing Yang Qiuyu, their figures were like illusions, and layers of light were around them.

"I don't need any means to get what I want, or... your life!" A magnetic voice came out of Xue Houshang's mouth. The six ice strips behind him were as serpents as iron chains, some of which were wrapped around him. His face was covered with black scales, which was extremely evil. He exuded a cold aura that made the entire palace three feet thick.

Everyone jumped three feet high and stepped on thick ice.

The ice strip behind Xue Hou Shang broke through Bai Ge's silver spear and stabbed directly at Yang Qiuyu.

On the golden dragon scale armor outside, twelve shadowless looked down with cold eyes, each covered with masks, carrying various swords behind him, and several of them were carrying two swords that emitted black air.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!