Chapter 113: Thunder Yuan Fake Dragon

Cultivating three five-year-old Jiao-transforming vines used up half of the lifespan material. It is estimated that one bottle of lifespan material can make four to five lifespan crystals.

One lifespan crystal can accelerate the life of a spiritual plant by about five years, and it is estimated that feeding a spiritual beast is about the same.

And this bottle of lifespan material comes from three corpses, one at the seventh level of Qi Refining and two at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

In the process of extraction and refining, since Fang Yun is doing it for the first time, there will be some loss.

But the secret book also clearly states that it is necessary to use living people to extract lifespan for better results, and the vitality of these three corpses was actually slowly dissipating at the moment of death.

"But in general, it seems to be very cost-effective to use cultivators to make medicine. How about I kill a few more cultivators?"

"No, I'm not an evil cultivator, how can I do such a thing? But if someone comes to provoke me, don't blame me..."

Fang Yun really couldn't help thinking like this.

The magic method is like alcohol. Once you fall in love with that kind of pleasure, you will keep thinking about it.

Fang Yun originally wanted to take his own lifespan to make spiritual medicine, but after a round of calculation, he found that it was not cost-effective to do so. Whether it was spiritual beast breeding or spiritual plant cultivation, even if the rewards from the Immortal Palace were abundant, he would not easily make this choice.

The world is not as big as his life.

At worst, he could wait for the day of harvest.

Unless he could get what he wanted from the two Changming turtles.

After cleaning up the Jiao Vine, Fang Yun no longer hesitated. Looking at the remaining half bottle of lifespan material, he continued to make it into crystal spiritual medicine.

The remaining half bottle, the quantity was slightly more than the previous one, and it was made into three lifespan crystals.

Fang Yun had already thought of their uses. While waiting for the Lei Yuan Ling Eel to lay eggs, Fang Yun used all three spiritual medicines and made two into potions.

One bucket was sprinkled in the spiritual field of Yang Shen Xuan Shen and Shen Shen Cao, and the other bucket was sprinkled in the Iron Bone Bamboo Forest.

As for the other complete spiritual medicine, Fang Yun divided it into two halves and fed it directly to the two Changming turtles.

This time, unlike the three Jiaohua vines, the medicinal properties were not concentrated on a part of the spiritual plants, but all of them were sprinkled out. The growth effect would definitely be greatly reduced, but it would also far exceed the speed of natural growth. It would be enough to harvest within one or two months.

As for the two Changming turtles, there was definitely no hope. It was estimated that this thing was not even a growth hormone. Fang Yun was very lucky to be able to shorten their maturity period by one tenth.

Three days later.

Fang Yun came to the spiritual field to check and found that Yangshen Scrophularia and Sleeping God Grass had changed. The leaves of Sleeping God Grass were greener and the stems became thicker.

The top of Yangshen Scrophularia had grown a flower sequence, officially taking steps towards maturity, and there were spiritual bees collecting honey on the flower buds.

As for the two iron-bone bamboos, they grew taller. The originally bare branches now grew many bamboo leaves, which looked very lush.

The key point was that where there were originally only two spiritual bamboos, many bamboo roots spread around them, and four or five bamboo shoots had already emerged.

Fang Yun nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that the effect of the longevity crystal was quite good.

He came to the pond again and saw two long-awaited turtles swimming leisurely.

Fang Yun was secretly happy. Although he did not expect them to mature quickly, as long as they could grow healthily, the road to longevity depended on them.

In the following days, Fang Yun would come to check the situation of the spiritual field and the long-awaited turtles every day.

After another day, the bamboo shoots were as high as the calf. Fang Yun felt that the planned bamboo forest really had a certain appearance.

Bamboo is actually a herbaceous plant in nature. It grows very fast. Moreover, there are spiritual medicines that continue to play a role. Fang Yun also insisted on performing the spiritual rain technique every day. If it were not for the lack of growth liquid mixed with the vitality spirit liquid, Fang Yun would have to give them some.

At this time, the thunder elemental spirit eel that he had been thinking about finally had new young fish.

Because it was ovoviviparous, the fry at this time had already taken shape, each of them was as big as a little finger, but there were not many, only about twenty, but Fang Yun was still full of joy.

He carefully picked them up and put them in a specially prepared fish tank. He fed them carefully and observed their growth. Of course, he was also selecting the object for breeding pseudo-dragons.

Naturally, he had to choose the strongest and most ferocious seedling.

Fang Yun found that these thunder eels were different from their parents. When they were still young, their bodies were already flashing with faint lightning.

"It seems that the potential of these little guys is much stronger than the batch I brought back."

Fang Yun's heart moved, and he naturally thought of the fact that he had added some Jiao vines to the powder of the demon-promoting grass.

And they fed their parents with all kinds of feed. To be honest, the feed that the thunder eels ate was raised by him, and it was the best among all the spirit fish.

Those wild spirit fish he harvested when he traveled in the sea were basically fed to the spirit eels and blood centipedes.

In addition, he threw some spirit fruits and spirit pills from time to time, and perhaps with the special environment of the fairy house, it might have improved the potential of their descendants.

Fang Yun couldn't help but laugh. He was more confident about cultivating the spirit dragon, but it would take a long time to get results. Now, he just wanted to harvest a pseudo dragon. The cultivation process recorded in the blood-feeding dragon method emphasized the power of spirit blood, so dragon blood was the best, but Fang Yun didn't have it.

Even if he could buy it from outside, he didn't have that much time and energy. More importantly, it would require a lot of spiritual stones. It is very likely that all his current savings would not be enough, and he might be targeted by others.

So Fang Yun planned to use his own blood to make spiritual blood. As for whether he could cultivate a spiritual dragon, it was unknown for the time being, but there would be no problem in cultivating a fake dragon.

Otherwise, where would Hei San, who sold him the secret book, get so many fake dragons? There were all kinds of them.

Fang Yun was ready to make a bowl of spiritual blood immediately. The most important material for making spiritual blood was the Jiao vine. The five-year-old Jiao vine had exceeded its own growth limit and was very rare. Fang Yun planned to keep it and use it when he cultivated a real spiritual dragon.

Now he only needed to use the old medicine he got from Qin Wei. After all, it was the first time, so Fang Yun was a little unsure about the amount. Everything was based on experimentation.

Cutting his wrist, Fang Yun released a full 400 milliliters of blood, added Jiao vine and other auxiliary materials, and slowly boiled it into spiritual blood full of spiritual energy with mana.

After a while, a pot of fresh spiritual blood came out, and Fang Yun put the strongest Lei Yuan spiritual eel he had chosen into it.

The spiritual eel swam happily in the spiritual blood, and it was obvious that it liked this environment very much.

Fang Yun observed its changes with anticipation, hoping that this spiritual eel could successfully transform into a pseudo-dragon.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the spiritual eel drank so much spiritual blood that the whole fish felt dizzy. At this time, the essence of the spiritual blood had been absorbed by it. Fang Yun fished it out and put it back into the fish tank.

In the following days, Fang Yun performed this operation every day, and gradually he found that the body of the spiritual eel began to change, its scales became harder, and its head gradually protruded.