Qin Hui has been very happy recently. She has been opening the furnace every month to refine elixirs with ten thousand people’s hearts. Although she still has nothing to find, every time Qin Hui sees the millions of people’s hearts in her cuffs, she feels a perverted satisfaction.

"I turn on the furnace once a month, and only use 120,000 hearts a year. I have more than one million hearts now, which is enough for me to use for ten years!"

Qin Hui still looked the same in the Seven Star Cave, with the ink Qilin Taoist robe on her body and the red whisk in her hand. She had long hair unrestrainedly behind her, and a faint smile on her face, looking like a friendly Taoist master.

It has been six months since the day of plotting against Youquan. Qin Hui has been staying in the door for these six months. There is no right way to disturb him, and there is no younger generation who is not open to eliminate the devil and defend the way. When Qin Hui is fine, she drinks some wine and watches him in Huangting for three or five volumes. In addition, waiting for the alchemy furnace is a rare leisure time that Qin Hui has.

Qin Hui picked up the bottle and drank it gulp, then threw away the empty bottle, shook the whisk and came to the front of the alchemy furnace.

"Open!" Qin Hui waved the whisk in his hand, and the two-meter-wide and three-meter-high elixir furnace in front of him slowly opened.

Qin Hui put away the whisk in her hand and waved her hand and flew into the furnace with ten thousand human hearts and other medicinal herbs.

"Crack!" The lid of the elixir closed again, Qin Hui took out the fire from the center of the earth and surrounded the elixir. Then, a whisk was gently swung, and Qin Hui bowed quietly.

The Seven Heart Pill is harmful to the harmony of the sky. Qin Hui always needs to worship the furnace every time she refines the alchemy and maintain the fire at the center of the earth in the alchemy furnace. In fact, this furnace worships the word "Heaven and Earth". Every time Qin Hui whisked the dust, she bowed and worships the heaven and earth to achieve success in refining the alchemy.

"boom!"

Just after Qin Hui bowed, the entire alchemy furnace was covered with cracks and exploded with a bang.

Qin Hui shook her head but had no other choice. She gathered the alchemy furnace again with one finger in her hand. Although Qin Hui killed countless people, she had never had the whereabouts of the unusual heart. Therefore, without the abnormal heart as a medicine guide, Qin Hui's alchemy furnace that had exploded countless times could not refine the seven-heart pill halfway, let alone the alchemy.

"It is difficult to become an immortal, but it is harder than to reach the sky!" Qin Hui only opened the furnace once a month, because this alchemy cannot be careless, so after the alchemy furnace exploded this time, Qin Hui picked up the Taoist scriptures and read it again, hoping to get inspiration from other places about the unity of man and nature.

Time passed slowly, Qin Hui was not in conflict with the world and didn't care about the passage of time at all.

Wutai Mountain...

"It has been ten years since the Youquan Blood Demon entered the Blood Crystal! Since the True Man sent someone to inform him that day, I have asked my disciples to carve scriptures in the mountains to prevent the leakage of true energy. But in just ten years, my golden dragon Buddha seal has now been a sign of loosening!" Two sides sat opposite each other in the golden top on Mount Wutai, one was the disciples of the Baimei Zhenren and the Emei Sect, and the other was Zen Master Xiaoyue and the monks of Mount Wutai.

Now the entire Wutai Mountain is covered by scriptures. From the sky, within a radius of 100 miles of Mount Wutai, there are Sanskrit written in golden lacquer everywhere. But even so, the golden dragon Buddha seal used by Zen Master Xiaoyue to suppress the leakage of spiritual energy still cannot resist the invasion of the blood acupoint on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"The great catastrophe of heaven and earth is not a joke. If Youquan does not leave the gate, we will have no choice but to do anything to him! If Youquan is not removed from the source, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be consumed sooner or later!" Baimei Zhenren said as a piece of lotus root flew out of his hand and quietly stopped in front of Zen Master Xiaoyue.

"It may take a long time for Youquan to come out of seclusion, but if he comes out of seclusion early, can your Emei Mountain's two thunder swords block him?"

Looking at the flying lotus root, Zen Master Xiaoyue stroked his hands in the air, and a crystal clear water mirror appeared in front of everyone.

Zen Master Xiaoyue planted the lotus root of Baimei Zhenren in the water mirror, and the lotus roots reproduced rapidly. In a blink of an eye, they turned into eight lotus flowers and a flower stem that was not blooming.

"The two swords of heavenly thunder need to combine two swords to exert their true power. I am not sure whether they can withstand Youquan. After all, Changkong Wuji, the original Lord of the Lei Yan Sword, has been killed by the True Lord Wuxin. Although I used Changkong Wuji's soul in the Lei Yan Sword to resurrect him, Changkong Wuji has not yet been enlightened yet. Let alone magic power, even my memories are blocked in my mind." Baimei Zhenren shook his head and sighed. The True Lord Wuxin was extraordinary, and Baimei Zhenren was also very afraid, otherwise he would have avenged Changkong Wuji long ago.

"There were nine vital energy in the world. Now our major sects use the treasure of the mountain to defend our vital energy. Although a lotus has withered, its vital energy is still very strong! We must fight Youquan before all the nine lotus flowers withered, otherwise we will no longer have the power to fight back once the spiritual energy in the world is exhausted!"

Zen Master Xiaoyue wore a golden cassock and whispered while looking at the lotus in front of him; "The master of Qingcheng Mountain died eight years ago, and Master Gu Yue killed by Youquan. Now there are not many masters in Shushan who can compete with Youquan. Although your disciple Dan Chenzi and Kunlun Xuantian Sect and others are all people with extraordinary qualifications, the age limit is still there. With their cultivation over the past few hundred years, they may not be able to compete with Youquan!"

"What does Zen Master mean?" Baimei Zhenren raised his head and asked thoughtfully.

The rosary in Zen Master Xiaoyue's hand turned gently, and after a long time, he sighed. "We should try to unite with all the masters in Shushan. You should know that although the Killing Bone Sect where the Demon Lord Youquan is located is the largest sect in the Demon Lord, today is different from the past. Even those Demon Lord Youquan also have to fight for it. The Demon Lord Youquan has always been in charge of the Demon Lord Youquan to subdue people by killing people. I think even those people in the Demon Lord have long complained and will not really be at ease with the Demon Lord Youquan!"

"What the Zen master said is reasonable. Now I can only temporarily put aside the sect and meet the great disasters of heaven and earth together!" Bai Mei Zhenren thought about it and thought, and now the only way is to do this.

"I'll go to Huashan to see. The strength of the Wuxin True Lord is not inferior to you and me. I'll try to make the Wuxin True Lord stand on our side." Baimei Zhenren's body gradually disappeared, and as soon as he finished speaking, he flew to Huashan where Qin Hui was.

"Amitabha Buddha, the great catastrophe of heaven and earth begins and falls. Whether I can survive this catastrophe depends on luck!"

Zen Master Xiaoyue lowered his head and recited the scriptures. All Emei disciples stood up and said goodbye and headed towards Mount Emei.

Originally Huashan, now outside Babaoshan...

"Wuxin True Lord, can Wuxin True Lord be there?" A little fairy outside Babao Mountain who was only the size of a palm, and seemed to be a flower elf, was shouting Qin Hui's name repeatedly.

"Who is here to my Babao Mountain?" Qin Hui's voice came from the cave and resounded between heaven and earth.

Ten years have passed, and in the blink of an eye it has been ten years. In these ten years, Qin Hui devoted himself to the alchemy, consumed more than one million people's hearts but gained nothing. It is still a long way from the success of the refining of the seven-heart pill, which made Qin Hui a little discouraged.

"True Lord, True Lord!" The little fairy flew into the cave where Qin Hui was. But as soon as the fairy entered, she felt that the blood in the cave was soaring into the sky, and a Taoist with disheveled hair was drinking alone.

"Divine Lord Red Corpse, you are not staying by the Demon Lord Youquan, what are you doing here?" Qin Hui sat in front of the alchemy furnace with her hair disheveled, with red wine slipping down from her mouth.

"How do you know my name?" the little fairy's face changed drastically, and she exclaimed in disbelief.

"What's so strange about this? There is a fairy beside Youquan who can enter other people's bodies and control other people's souls, known as the Red Corpse God!" Qin Hui waved impatiently and said, "Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

"I'm so famous!" When the little fairy heard what Qin Hui said in such detail, she couldn't help but change her face.

The little fairy is born to enter other people's bodies and control other people's souls. But this control is not that easy. First, the other party is unprepared, and second, the Red Corpse God himself has no power and no combat power at all, and can only live as a female fairy the size of a palm. So the one who is most afraid of being famous is her. After all, if she is recognized, she can be crushed to death with a finger. And as long as the other party is prepared, she will use nothing.

The little fairy flapped her wings and Feizi Qin Hui around, glanced at the wine that Qin Hui was drinking, and asked in a different way, "What are you drinking? It sounds quite delicious!"

"Haha!" Qin Hui smiled, her cold eyes passed through her hair, fell on the little fairy, and said coldly; "My wine is extraordinary, made up of the baby heart, the child heart, the youth heart, the young heart, the young heart, the old heart, and the heart of the old heart, and named Qixin wine, do you want to taste it!"

Listening to Qin Hui's words, the female fairy who was as big as a palm was frightened by Qin Hui's gaze and retreated repeatedly. She finally knew why there was such a big blood in the wine.

ps;

Please give me a monthly ticket and everything! There is a third update later. Everyone is here to come, each person has a glass of Qixin wine, Yunxiao is going to drink three hundred cups with you!
Chapter completed!