Immortal Goddess, Please Help Me Achieve Immortality Chapter 52: It has nothing to do with me, I didn’t do it

[The eighth Nirvana is over. 】

[Your body recovery speed is doubled. 】

【All of your hidden veins are opened up, and once you step into the aura realm, you will be able to penetrate your whole body with qi. 】

[Your physical body has transformed, your realm has broken through, and your current cultivation base is: the eighth level of transformation. 】

[Your lifespan +10, current lifespan: 143. 】

……

About an hour and a half later, Wen Zhixing woke up from a coma.

His physical body succeeded in Nirvana again.

"It's almost the last time."

Wen Zhixing opened his eyes and felt his body carefully.

The body seems to be filled with endless energy.

In fact, every time Nirvana, the body is tempered in all directions, but only in focus.

After these eight nirvana, his body has already entered the inhuman state.

"Will my body be able to kill a cultivator at the Qidong Realm with one punch..."

With the continuous emergence of majestic power, Wen Zhixing even had the urge to find someone to try.

He looked ahead again.

Seeing Shen Lingjun closing his eyes and crossing his legs, guarding in front of the alchemy furnace.

She was extremely joyful in her heart, with Wen Zhixing's Yuan Yang, the elixir must be successfully refined this time.

Wen Zhixing didn't mean to call Shen Lingjun either, and turned his head to look at his side.

The two stoves from before were still lying on the ground and lethargic.

After being drained of Yuanyang, how can it be so easy to recover.

If it weren't for the good pill Shen Lingjun gave, these two people might have died.

"This Zhenyang Pill cannot change the fate of these furnaces."

Wen Zhixing sighed.

Just refining one furnace of Zhenyang Pill drained the Yuanyang of many furnaces.

If he hadn't come by himself, Yuanyang didn't know when he would be able to.

For these furnaces in Wanmiao Palace, it's just another way of torture.

"It may not be a good thing for her to refine this Zhenyang Pill."

Wen Zhixing's heart twitched slightly.

Once this Zhenyang pill is refined, all furnaces will surely suffer.

Even oneself may be drawn to alchemy.

After all, the True Yang Pill refined from his Yuan Yang must have astonishing effects!

"It's because I didn't think carefully..."

Wen Zhixing frowned, pondered slightly, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Since this is the case, it can only make this pill impossible to practice.

Otherwise, think of a way to destroy this pill furnace...

First use the mind-stimulating technique to control Shen Lingjun, and then let the life-defying blood body attack instantly, but the risk is a bit high...

Wen Zhixing's face was a little cloudy and uncertain.

Click!

Click!

At this moment, there was a cracking sound from the alchemy furnace.

"Huh?"

Wen Zhixing was taken aback.

Immediately overjoyed, wait!

Isn't this alchemy furnace going to be fried?

The next moment, the clicking sound became more and more obvious.

Shen Lingjun was awakened by the clicking sound.

She also noticed something was wrong.

However, it's too late...

- Boom!

Accompanied by a huge roar, the entire furnace exploded.

The strong yang energy scattered in an instant.

Shen Lingjun was blown away because he was too close.

"Ah!"

Hearing only a scream, he was submerged in the explosion.

The three of Wen Zhixing were relatively far away from each other, so they were not affected.

"Ah!!!"

After a short period of confusion, heart-piercing screams came from the smoke.

Shen Lingjun is crazy!

My pill furnace!

My elixir!

Gone!

All gone!

Wen Zhixing quickly closed his eyes, pretending to be still in a coma.

It has nothing to do with him...

……

A day later, Wen Zhixing quietly opened his eyes.

He had a whole day of dressing up.

At this time, Shen Lingjun was squatting aside with blank eyes, and when Wen Zhixing woke up, he looked up feebly.

"You're awake..."

Shen Lingjun is ashamed and disheveled, with disheveled hair like a beggar.

The explosion of the pill furnace made her still not fully recovered.

Many months of hard work, just like this...

She was confused.

Why fryer?

Is there a problem with this elixir developed by myself...

She has already consumed so much Yuan Yang.

Even if he wants to try again, his senior sisters will not give him another chance

"Hmm..."

Wen Zhixing opened his mouth seemingly weakly, and then asked with confusion: "Senior sister, what happened?"

"It's okay..."

Shen Lingjun forced a smile.

"What's the matter...is the fryer?"

Wen Zhixing blinked and asked.

"Hiss..."

Shen Lingjun suffocated for breath, and his expression instantly resembled that of a dead family member.

Wen Zhixing which pot does not open which pot to lift.

She almost suffocated.

"It's okay, it's just a frying furnace... It shouldn't be the problem of the pill furnace, it's just that you are not good at craftsmanship, and if you work harder next time, it shouldn't blow up."

Wen Zhixing stood up unsteadily, comforting him with sincere eyes.

"You..."

Now, Shen Lingjun was really suffocated.

"Sister..."

"Stop talking... let's go..."

Shen Lingjun felt that he was going to die.

Originally, she wanted to keep Wen Zhixing here to recuperate for a few more days, but now she just wants to drive him away.

——

It was getting late and the moon was high.

On the way back, Wen Zhixing felt the cool breeze in the mountains, and felt refreshed physically and mentally like never before.

Taking advantage of the trend, I collected the Fortune Shards three more times.

Good luck this time.

[Grey Fortune Fragment +2. 】

[Blue good fortune fragment +1, current blue good fortune 3/3. 】

"There are blue good fortune fragments... not bad."

Wen Zhixing was overjoyed.

Good luck today.

However, he was not in a hurry to open it, so he went back first.

Wen Zhixing walked along the path all the way.

He wanted to go straight back to his residence, but on the way, he suddenly remembered the Luding disciple who he rescued with Zhang Tiancheng before.

On that day, Zhang Tiancheng fed that Luding disciple a Diyuan Pill.

I don't know what the situation is now.

With a thought in mind, Wen Zhixing planned to drop by to have a look.

Having been recruited so many times, he naturally empathizes with what happened to that Luding disciple.

They are all poor people.

Although it is said that people do not kill heaven and earth for themselves, he will not be stingy with this kind of effort.

Wen Zhixing quickened his pace, and soon came to the hut where Lu Ding lived.

After many days, there were two more furnaces in these huts.

However, although the condition of these two people is weak, they have not reached the point where the oil well lights are dry.

Wen Zhixing just glanced at the two of them, then turned and left.

Afterwards, they found the furnace cauldron that had been sucked dry.

At this moment, this furnace disciple is still in a coma.

Although the appearance was not as dead as before, it was still like a mummy.

On that day, although Yuan Dan saved this person's life ~IndoMTL.com~, but only saved it.

It will take at least several months to fully recover.

"You are lucky."

Wen Zhixing took out a jade bottle.

What's inside is the Diyuan Pill.

Exactly what he got in the reward of good fortune.

Wen Zhixing took out one and stuffed it into the man's mouth. After thinking for a while, he took out another one and put it in the man's palm.

It's not that Wen Zhixing is stingy.

But this Yuan Dan is too precious to other people, if it is discovered, it will not be a good thing.

After finishing all this, Wen Zhixing put away the jade bottle, turned and left.

He didn't notice that the figure lying on the stone bed was clenching the pill tightly.

The lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.

The tightly closed pupils were desperately opened, as if they wanted to see who the person in front of them was.

Finally, under the moonlight, he only saw a vague figure flashing past his eyes.

Wen Zhi walked out of the hut, quickened his pace and walked towards his own room.

……

Back at the residence, Wen Zhixing was about to wash up, but there was movement at the stone bench.

"Huh?"

Wen Zhixing was taken aback.

Immediately, he remembered the talisman buried in the ground.

A ray of light emerges from the ground.

"It's Mu Yunqing..."

Wen Zhixing frowned.

After many days, Mu Yunqing actually contacted him on his own initiative.

"Why did he contact me as soon as I came back...how did he know that I was in the house..."

Wen Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Could it be that Mu Yunqing has been controlling his recent whereabouts.

Maybe, someone has been watching him from afar.