In the blink of an eye, another half an hour passed.
Amidst the glow of the setting sun, Ye Zimei stared intently at Zhang Ling. Saying she was watching Zhang Ling, it would be better to say she was watching the scarlet bronze cauldron before her. This cauldron floated about ten feet above the ground, rotating rhythmically in mid-air.
Zhang Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, manipulating the hand seals, exhaling a cloud of yellowish essence that transformed into infant fire, entering the interior of the bronze cauldron to continuously separate the impurities and essence of the spiritual herbs.
The bronze cauldron emitted buzzing sounds from time to time, and wisps of strange spiritual light flowed from the holes on the cauldron, exuding a rich medicinal fragrance.
Zhang Ling cast the hand seals faster and faster, mobilizing all of his divine sense, controlling the medicinal powder and liquid inside with a blank expression.
Suddenly, the red cauldron emitted a muffled sound of 'bang'.
He frowned slightly and reached out to grab the bronze cauldron. A ball of grayish-black spiritual light was shot out from it by him and discarded to the side.
As the spiritual light dissipated, a small pile of grayish-black medicinal residue appeared on the ground. This was a batch of materials that had been ruined during refinement.
Seeing this scene, Ye Zimei, who was beside him, showed a trace of anxiety and worry on her face. She still held a cyan gourd in her hands.
She did not rashly step forward, as disturbing the alchemy was the most taboo thing to do.
Zhang Ling's expression changed slightly, but instantly returned to calm. With a wave of his hand, he extracted a ball of cyan medicinal powder and a ball of red medicinal liquid from some jade boxes on the ground and threw them back into the furnace.
Time passed by bit by bit.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Ling reached out and pointed at the bronze cauldron, and a yellow light handprint struck the cauldron. The bronze cauldron trembled, and a ball of seven-colored spiritual light emerged from it, covering the entire cauldron.
This scene lasted for dozens of breaths. The seven-colored spiritual light turned into dozens of strange strands of spiritual power and re-integrated into the furnace. Then, a special medicinal fragrance emanated.
Zhang Ling cast a few more hand seals on the bronze cauldron, and the bronze cauldron immediately stopped rotating. With a crisp 'bang', the top cover was instantly popped open, and four fist-sized seven-colored light clusters floated out from inside. They flew up and down very spiritually, seeming to want to escape from the spot.
A large expanse of yellow infant fire covered these light clusters, and the four clusters of spiritual light quieted down, rotating rapidly in the flames. Between expanding and contracting, the light clusters continued to shrink.
Before long, the seven-colored light clusters all turned into solid forms, becoming four white pills with purple patterns, surrounded by a halo of seven-colored light.
The Mind Awakening Pill was successfully refined.
Zhang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, flicked his finger, and a jade bottle flew out. The four pills flashed and all fell into it.
Ye Zimei also showed a smile, and without delay, she tossed the cyan gourd in her hand, and a cloud of cyan and white energy was released. The cloud of energy circled on the ground and released Ding Ruozhao from inside.
Ding Ruozhao still lay peacefully on an ice bed, her face cold, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed as if she were just asleep.
Zhang Ling, holding the jade bottle, came to Ding Ruozhao's side and directly handed the jade bottle to Ye Zimei.
Ye Zimei took the jade bottle, carefully poured out a Mind Awakening Pill, looked at it carefully for a few moments in her hand, and nodded, saying, "Sixth-grade Breaking Calamity Pill, I hope it can awaken my sister." Saying that, she fed the Mind Awakening Pill to Ding Ruozhao. The pill melted instantly upon entering her mouth, and a seven-colored spiritual light, like flowing water, covered the surface of Ding Ruozhao's body.
In a moment, the seven-colored spiritual light gradually faded away, and Ding Ruozhao suddenly opened her eyes, but her eyes were a strange ghostly blue. She leaped up from the ice bed and floated in mid-air, with a pair of faint golden feather wings appearing behind her as a phantom.
Retreat quickly.
At the moment Ding Ruozhao leaped up, Zhang Ling quickly waved his right hand, and a yellow light knocked Ye Zimei back seven or eight zhang(丈: a unit of length, approx. meters).
Sister!
Seeing her sister in this state, Ye Zimei couldn't help but exclaim.
Zhang Ling did not delay. He raised his other hand and cast a Heavy Yuan Profound Light, which fixed Ding Ruozhao in the air.
Although Ding Ruozhao was instantly restrained, she screamed madly. Three clusters of spiritual power emerged from her body: a cluster of silver lightning, a cluster of seven-colored spiritual light, and strands of faint golden spiritual patterns.
The silver lightning was Ding Ruozhao's own lightning-attributed spiritual power, the seven-colored spiritual light was naturally the Mind Awakening Pill she had just swallowed, and the faint golden spiritual patterns were the strange wings that appeared behind her.
These strange wings had appeared before when checking on this woman's condition. Regarding this, Zhang Ling frowned and thought to himself, could it be that the Mind Awakening Pill had no effect?
Then he discovered that the seven-colored spiritual light on Ding Ruozhao's body was flowing rapidly, all gathering towards the center of her brow.
This scene happened very quickly. In a moment, all the seven-colored spiritual light disappeared.
Zhang Ling could feel that the spiritual light transformed from the Mind Awakening Pill had not disappeared, but had all poured into Ding Ruozhao's sea of consciousness.
It seems that it still has an effect. This pill was originally intended to break the shackles on the divine soul and was naturally aimed at the cultivator's primordial spirit.
At this moment, a strange clear cry came from Zhang Ling himself. The storage bracelet on his hand suddenly trembled, and a scroll flew out on its own, which was the Refining Spirit Diagram.
The Refining Spirit Diagram opened automatically with a 'whoosh', filled with a powerful pressure. A blue light emerged from the picture, condensing into a blue feather, heading straight for Ding Ruozhao.
Zhang Ling's face darkened. At the same time as the Refining Spirit Diagram flew out, he cast more than a dozen yellow light clusters.
The yellow light clusters stretched and thinned, turning into more than a dozen yellow light threads, which instantly wrapped around the blue feather, forcibly pulling the blue feather in mid-air.
The blue feather was not completely trapped, still flying up and down, emitting bird calls.
As the sound was emitted, Ding Ruozhao seemed to sense something, and the golden feather spiritual patterns on her back, which had become faint, lit up with golden spiritual light.
For a time, Ding Ruozhao's own silver lightning and golden spiritual light intertwined and entangled, as if fighting for control of the body.
This scene was very similar to seizing the body, and Zhang Ling gasped. He quickly waved both hands, and with a flash of black light, a bronze ancient lamp appeared above Ding Ruozhao's head.
A slender sword light cut across Ding Ruozhao's wrist, and a mass of blood emerged from the wound, turning into a pool of blood and submerging into the ancient lamp. Instantly, it ignited the ancient lamp, scattering a patch of dark green lamp flames.
At the same time, Zhang Ling took a deep breath and pointed at the center of his brow, staring at the blue feather with both eyes. He saw a flash of gray light at the center of his brow, but upon closer inspection, he couldn't find anything.
But then, the blue feather seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, let out a wail, and the pressure it emitted suddenly weakened by a large margin.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the yellow light threads wrapped around it easily wrapped the blue feather into a yellow light cluster. With a sudden pull back, the blue feather was pulled back into the Refining Spirit Diagram.
