Heavenly Might

Getting injured in front of so many demons would probably make them feel more at ease.

He felt he could once again do whatever he wanted in this Great Qian Dynasty.

Li Youyun noticed her husband's worry and immediately smiled.

"Your Excellency can rest assured about the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty. Didn't that immortal elder already make his stance clear? If the Great Qian truly reaches this point and is destined to perish, then so be it."

"Furthermore, if there were demons wreaking havoc on the mortal realm, the cultivation world isn't just populated by immortals; there must be many other cultivators as well. The fact that dynasties have changed so many times without being taken over by those demons must have its reasons."

After hearing Li Youyun's analysis, Zhou Yongling, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but think about it carefully.

He nodded immediately, realizing that was indeed the case.

Having thought about it this way, I stopped worrying about it.

At the foot of Yingping Peak, Fang Zelin frowned, feeling the pollution of the Dharma Idol intensify, and his frown deepened.

This is troublesome.

Recently, Fang Zelin has been trying to find a way to resolve the problem of his Dharma Idol.

However, no matter how Fang Zelin tried, he not only failed to completely solve the problem, but also exacerbated the degree to which his Dharma Idol was polluted.

"Sigh, this thing is so insidious. I wonder what kind of Divine Ability the other party used when cultivating this Law Technique."

Fang Zelin opened his eyes, a fleeting look of worry crossing his face.

When he pushed open the door, he saw that the three fairies he had sent out had already returned.

He waited patiently outside the door for Fang Zelin.

Seeing that the three fairies had returned, and that the area in front of them was filled with the medicinal herbs and other items they had brought back, Fang Zelin's expression softened.

Since the matter of the Dharma Idol cannot be resolved for the time being, let's start refining the elixir first.

If the matter of the Dharma Idol isn't resolved in time, then the alchemy will also be delayed.

"Is this the Woven Fire? It is indeed wondrous."

Fang Zelin's eyes darted around before landing on the Pill Furnace beside him.

The Woven Fire is too domineering and difficult to carry.

After all, this stuff caused widespread devastation back then, leaving the land parched and cracked.

This led to a severe drought that lasted for years, resulting in a complete crop failure.

If you were to carry this Woven Fire on your person and even a tiny bit of it accidentally spilled onto the ground, it could directly burn away the underground water veins.

Therefore, Ancient Cloud Temple directly placed the Woven Fire device into the Pill Furnace and had the tiger demon bring it to Yingping Peak.

Because this Woven Fire was too domineering, Ancient Cloud Temple also dispatched several disciples to escort it all the way here.

It's only because Fang Zelin has such influence that if it were his fellow Daoist, using the Woven Fire wouldn't be a problem, but it would have to be done within the Ancient Cloud Temple.

Ultimately, I'm still worried about the potential harm that might occur when the Woven Fire scatters.

After taking stock of the items he had brought back, Fang Zelin nodded.

He instructed, "Pack everything up and get it sorted out. I need to bathe and burn incense for three days before I start refining elixirs."

This pill is completely different from other pills; its name, "Heaven-Mending Pill," actually violates some taboos.

In the name of Heaven, this name is not so easy to choose.

"I will obey the Immortal's command."

Upon hearing this, the young apprentice quickly responded and then began to process the medicinal herbs and other items.

Fang Zelin took a bath, changed into clean clothes, sat cross-legged in the room, and began to burn incense and meditate.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

During these three days, Fang Zelin meditated quietly and did not practice any cultivation.

When the time came, Fang Zelin suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and then got up and pushed open the door to leave.

But when Fang Zelin pushed open the door and stepped out, he was stunned for a moment upon seeing the crowd outside.

The once quiet area outside the gate was now filled with Daoist priests.

There was Zhenke, the head of Jade Willow Mountain, a fellow Daoist from Dinggui Mountain, and a fellow Daoist from Jade Void Mountain.

And the one leading them was Yunzi.

Upon seeing Fang Zelin emerge, Yunzi's face lit up with joy, and she immediately asked, "Fellow Daoist, are you here to refine the Heaven-Mending Pill?"

"This pill is named 'Mending the Heavens,' which is already taboo. Moreover, it is extremely difficult to refine, and even if it is successfully made, it will attract Heavenly Tribulation. Fellow Daoist, please do not refine such a pill for my sake."

I had already seen that Fellow Daoist Fang was injured.

We don't even know if the injury has healed yet, so it's premature to try and concoct such a elixir.

If the lightning strikes and Fellow Daoist Fang perishes, or is severely injured again, what would become of that?

Worried that she couldn't persuade Fang Zelin, Yunzi even brought along fellow Daoists from other Daoist Sect.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin finally understood why Yunzi had come.

It seems the other party also did some research and realized that only the Heaven-Mending Pill could save him from his current situation.

However, pills like the Heaven-Mending Pill can attract lightning punishment.

The punishment of lightning is not just a casual remark; even cultivators can perish from it.

Once someone dies, the elixirs they cultivated will also be affected and will dissipate directly.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, there might be other ways to treat Fellow Daoist Yunzi's injuries, but refining the Heaven-Mending Pill is probably too difficult, and the chances of success are not high."

"Yes, the Heaven- Heaven-Mending Pill requires the essence of three-thousand-year-old ginseng. If we had that, we could give it directly to Fellow Yunzi Yunzi, which would extend his life once more."

"Now that the Devil Race is just beginning to emerge, if anything were to happen to you, my immortal sect might not survive."

The fellow Daoist who came also looked troubled, but there was nothing he could do.

Logically speaking, if they could save a fellow cultivator's life, they would never stop them.

The problem is, refining this elixir is far too dangerous.

If something happens and Senior Fang perishes, who can stop that powerful Devil Race?

For the future of the immortal sect, sacrificing some fellow cultivators is not out of the question.

Otherwise, these cultivators wouldn't be so ruthless right now.

Fang Zelin naturally understood the reasoning behind this, and after hesitating slightly, he spoke.

"Gentlemen, I am not unaware of the dangers involved, but how can I stand by and watch you perish? I have already witnessed too many fellow cultivators fall these past few days; I cannot allow any more to follow."

"Regardless, I, Fang, am determined to give it a try."

Fang Zelin spoke very seriously.

They're both right; they each have their own reasons.

In addition, Yunzi also felt that there was no need to take such a big risk.

But Fang Zelin felt that he should give it a try.

If they succeed, they will have saved Yunzi.

Moreover, Yunzi himself is quite skilled in Daoism.

Upon hearing this, Yunzi unconsciously opened her mouth as if to say something, but Fang Zelin waved his hand to interrupt her.

"Don't worry too much, everyone. Back when we prayed for blessings, we found that Heaven was quite accommodating when we petitioned it."

"Today is just a trial. It's meant to save lives, so I'm sure Heaven won't make things too difficult for us. If it really doesn't work, we can just destroy the elixir."

The Lightning Tribulation descended solely to destroy the elixir.

If the elixir is destroyed, the Lightning Tribulation will naturally dissipate.

Upon hearing Fang Zelin's words, some of the cultivators nearby were taken aback.

Then, a few cultivators who seemed to be juniors lowered their heads and pondered for a moment before suddenly realizing what was happening.

"That's right. Back then, when Senior Fang prayed for blessings, he appealed to Heaven and received a response before his prayers were successful. Since Senior Fang can communicate with Heaven, there shouldn't be any problems."

"Yes, Senior Fang's ability to communicate with Heaven suggests there might be a turning point."

The cultivator standing nearby also recalled this incident.

They found this information in the Historical Records of the Immortal Sects.

Upon hearing this, the other fellow cultivators also fell silent.

After thinking about it, I decided not to stop it.

Fellow Daoist Fang has said so, they really have no reason to stop him.

Moreover, Fellow Daoist Fang did indeed pray to Heaven back then.

Perhaps, with your power, fellow Daoist, it's truly possible to persuade the heavens.

Although it is highly unlikely, it is indeed a possibility.

Thinking of this, Yunzi and the others couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you may try if you truly wish, but if it proves unsuccessful, you must destroy the elixir."

Yunzi composed herself and then spoke seriously.

"Good!"

Fang Zelin responded emphatically upon hearing this, then walked to the side and started refining pills.

"Medicine boy."

Fang Zelin called out, but the medicine boy was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin raised an eyebrow, wondering where the medicine boy had gone.

"Immortal Master, have you forgotten that you previously instructed him not to show his face in public, to avoid any unforeseen circumstances?"

Bai Lu made a subtle remark at this moment.

This was something Fang Zelin had entrusted to this apprentice medicine boy hundreds of years ago; he hadn't expected the boy to still remember it now.

Recalling this incident, Fang Zelin found it somewhat amusing; so many years had passed, yet the other party still remembered it.

"Come out now, all the fellow Daoists who have come are trustworthy."

Fang Zelin gave an order, and then a bright green head popped out from the bushes nearby.

After so many years of cultivation, the green leaves on the young medicine boy's head have grown more and more numerous.

After carefully climbing out, the medicine boy quickly ran to Fang Zelin's side with the items in his hand.

He was probably still somewhat afraid of the other cultivators nearby.

I think it's because I was scared once many years ago, and I'm still a little afraid now.

However, seeing that the cultivators were looking at him with relatively gentle eyes, the medicine boy felt somewhat relieved.

"Get the medicine."

Fang Zelin didn't say much and immediately began to collect medicine and refine pills.

Seeing this, the young apprentice dared not delay and quickly began to arrange the medicines and place them aside.

Some medications require immediate processing, and it immediately gets to work.

One by one, the medicinal herbs were thrown into the Pill Furnace, causing the alchemical fire to blaze up.

Fang Zelin was focused on refining pills, and the fellow Daoists beside him did not dare to make a sound to disturb him. They all consciously stepped back several steps to keep a certain distance.

As the pill fire roasted the herbs, their essence was extracted. Fang Zelin manipulated the incantation, fusing the elixir according to the five elements.

Incidentally, the time of day also needs to be considered.

If the timing is wrong, it will also affect the elixir. This is mainly because it relates to the process of yin and yang interacting in the world.

After a day, only one-fifth of the medicinal herbs beside Fang Zelin had disappeared.

It's clear that refining this pill was extremely difficult.

If it were any other pills from before, Fang Zelin would have already produced several by now.

As the sun rose and its rays just dipped below Yingping Peak, Fang Zelin picked up three more medicinal herbs and placed them inside.

Some leaves quickly withered and turned yellow, then turned into a wisp of black smoke and drifted away.

Fang Zelin remained calm and continued to observe the situation inside the Pill Furnace.

When the sun was high in the sky, the apprentice pricked his finger and dripped three drops of ginseng extract onto it.

Fang Zelin collected it and integrated it into the Pill Furnace.

The moment the ginseng liquid was incorporated into the Pill Furnace, a verdant aura immediately surged up from all around.

The vegetation around the Pill Furnace, which had been withered and yellow, instantly became lush and vibrant when infused with the emerald green aura.

Time passed slowly, and the herbs beside Fang Zelin gradually ran out.

When everyone saw that the herbs were finally gone and thought the pill was about to be completed, they saw Fang Zelin sit down cross-legged.

Judging from this, it seems like it will take a long time.

"Is this Heaven-Mending Pill really that difficult to refine?"

One of the cultivators couldn't hold back any longer and directly used a spell to transmit his voice to his fellow Daoist, asking a question.

"Of course it's extremely complicated. Many steps in refining this pill require the right timing, even the process of fusion. If any step goes wrong, or the timing is wrong, then the pill is ruined."

"The title of 'Mending the Sky' is not an empty name."

Many of the fellow cultivators who came from the side had researched the Heaven-Mending Pill and had a fairly good understanding of some of the steps involved.

Upon hearing this, the other Daoists nearby clicked their tongues in astonishment.

They assumed that as long as the process went smoothly, there wouldn't be any problems.

I never expected there would be this kind of connection.

After Fang Zelin sat cross-legged and stared at the Pill Furnace for seven days, a strange fragrance finally emanated from the Pill Furnace, accompanied by a faint golden light.

The unusual fragrance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

the Unseen, they knew that the elixir was about to be successfully made!

Yunzi was also staring intently at the Pill Furnace, feeling somewhat nervous.

Can this Heaven-Mending Pill truly work?

If she succeeds, her life will be safe; but if she fails, she fears...

Thinking of this, even with Yunzi's own cultivation and State of Mind, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Boom!"

Just as everyone was on edge, the once clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds.

Lines of lightning snaked and intertwined within the dark clouds.

The occasional flash of lightning illuminated the entire world.

The intense pressure caused the cultivators present to feel a sinking feeling in their hearts, inexplicably realizing that they were completely unable to withstand this heavenly lightning.

Looking at the heavenly lightning, Yunzi's initial joy was immediately suppressed.

Such divine might is not so easily resisted.

This bolt of heavenly lightning will likely destroy the elixir and kill the person in an instant!

"Boom!"

Seemingly sensing the presence of the Heaven-Mending Pill here, the lightning pythons above are now intertwining more and more frequently.

The thunder, as clear as a pool of water, continuously illuminated the heavens and the earth.

Fang Zelin felt that extremely imposing pressure, which was now pressing down on him.

Fang Zelin took a deep breath, glanced at the Pill Furnace in front of him to make sure it was undamaged, then straightened his clothes and looked up at the sky.

To be honest, Fang Zelin felt a bit of awe towards this kind of Lightning Tribulation.

If that blow landed on me, I'd probably be seriously injured, if not killed.