Xiang Nan asked Old Man Mo Ling, "Senior, what exactly is that Four Spirits Divine Pill?"
Old Man Mo Ling sneered and said, "Do you think that I will answer you if you ask me this question openly?"
Xiang Nan shrugged his shoulders and said, "In any case, my little Good Fortune Fifth Stage martial artist cannot escape the hands of a Divine Martial Fifth Stage martial artist like you. What are you afraid of?"
"Furthermore, the Four Spirits Divine Pill is no small matter from its name. Don't you want to say it out loud and let others share the joy of this divine object as well?"
Xiang Nan was very clear about this kind of person's mentality. Once a person who was diligently studying knowledge made a major breakthrough and discovery, he wished he could immediately inform the world and let everyone in the world know of his accomplishments.
Xiang Nan added, "With your outstanding mystic dao attainments, I'm afraid there won't be a second one in the world. This junior is ignorant, and I'm afraid that even if I spend my entire life, I won't be able to catch up to one thousandth of yours. Why don't you just say it and let this junior broaden my horizons?"
Old Man Mo Ling was extremely impressed. He shook his head and said, "Alright, mortals like you still have some respect for a legendary character like me. I can understand."
As he spoke, Old Man Mo Ling explained to Xiang Nan.
"There are five elements between heaven and earth. They are wind, wood, water, fire, and earth. These five elements make up everything in the world. Wood and water make up trees, earth and fire make up gold, and wind and water make up the heavens" he said.
"There are also five elements in the Profound Dao. These five elements are slightly different from the five elements. They are metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. There is no wind in them."
"The four spirits are the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, Black Tortoise. The Azure Dragon is wood, representing eternal life; the White Tiger is gold, representing strength; the Vermillion Bird is fire, representing immortality; and the Black Tortoise is water, representing intangibility."
"I want to use the blood of the four spirits to cultivate the Four Spirits Divine Pill. I can absorb it and refine it. I can communicate with the heavens and earth and obtain the eternal life of the Azure Dragon, the eternal life of the Vermillion Bird, the power of the White Tiger, and the defense of the Black Tortoise."
Xiang Nan said, "There is one thing that this junior doesn't quite understand. That Black Tortoise's defense is said to be extremely strong, but why is it water? Shouldn't it be gold or earth?"
Old Man Mo Ling looked at Xiang Nan with contempt and said, "Mortal! Everyone in this world is as short-sighted as you. They think that defense is extremely hard and unbreakable."
"Actually, the most gentle is the strongest! Have you ever seen anyone who truly wiped out water? You used a sharp sword and a long saber to chop water. It is water."
"You bury it with a boulder, and it seeps into the earth, and it is still water; you burn it with fire, and it rises into the sky and condenses into clouds, and gathers into rain, and falls, and it is still water."
Xiang Nan slapped his forehead as if he was enlightened!
Yeah, what kind of defense is the strongest? It's not that my physical strength is so strong that it won't break through, but that I'm like water. No matter what you do, I'm still me.
Xiang Nan added, "Does the White Tiger Divine Pill that Bai Wudao yearns for want to obtain more power?"
Old Man Mo Ling chuckled and said, "The power of the White Tiger is not the power of strength, but the power of strength. It can also be understood as the power of strength."
"Let me ask you, take the most basic sweeping army in your martial world as an example. You learned how to sweep a thousand troops, and you learned how to sweep a thousand troops with the White Tiger. After that, you fought against the White Tiger. Who is more powerful?"
"Of course, the White Tiger is stronger," Xiang Nan said without hesitation.
Old Man Mo Ling nodded and said, "The human body has its limits, but the White Tiger does not. If you swallow the White Tiger Divine Pill, then all the martial techniques and techniques you use will be several times stronger than others."
"The Bai Clan's proud Tyrant Physique is the same. If Bai Wudao swallows the White Tiger Divine Pill, the strength of his Tyrant Physique will increase by several levels."
Xiang Nan hurriedly said, "Isn't that Vermillion Bird immortal like the legendary Eight-eyed Heaven Swallowing Python, eternal and immortal?"
Old Man Mo Ling thought for a moment and said, "I haven't reached that level yet. The Vermillion Bird's immortality is based on being reborn by bathing in fire. If there is fire, then there will be life."
Xiang Nan said, "Since you are an expert in the Profound Dao, why are you so persistent in the pursuit of these martial artists?"
Old Man Mo Ling stroked his beard and smiled, "Because I believe that if I can gather all of the Four Spirit Divine Pills, I might be able to fight against the lightning tribulation and completely surpass the Heavenly Tribulation Realm."
He looked at the sky outside the cave and asked, "Is there a realm above the heavenly tribulation? What kind of sky is that?"
Xiang Nan sighed in his heart. Indeed, the big shots all thought the same thing. They were no longer willing to be mediocre. They were not limited to the size of the heavens and the earth. They always wanted to see what kind of place was outside the world.
"Of course, this is just my guess." Old Man Mo Ling sighed and said, "The Four Spirits Divine Pill was developed by me, but there is only one Azure Dragon Divine Pill missing. No one knows whether the Four Spirits Divine Pill will be able to escape the tribulation of lightning."
"But it's better now."
Old Man Mo Ling looked at Xiang Nan with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
Xiang Nan added, "Since Bai Wudao yearns for the White Tiger Divine Pill so much, aren't you afraid that the Bai Clan will charge in and forcefully seize your pill, killing people and stealing goods?"
Old Man Mo Ling sneered, "Do you think they don't want to? It's just that they can't. My Four Spirit Divine Pill can't be refined just by eating it. It requires a special refining incantation."
"If you don't understand this incantation, even if you eat a divine pill, it will be like eating a poison. You will undoubtedly die."
"Alright, don't ask anymore. I want to take some of your blood."
As he spoke, Old Man Mo Ling pierced through Xiang Nan's index finger, collected some blood, and put it into a bottle. Then, he turned around and walked away.
Xiang Nan sat cross-legged in the cage. In this space where the five elements were imprisoned, he had no way to cultivate. He could only sit there and his eyes began to look around randomly.
He wondered where the Four Spirits Divine Pill was hidden by this old monster.
Is it possible for him to steal the Four Spirits Divine Pill?
However, this old monster had said that he had to understand the corresponding incantation to refine a divine pill. Judging from Bai Wudao's helpless attitude towards Old Man Mo Ling, it was most likely true.
Day after day passed.
During this period of time, Bai Wudao came a few more times. The various powerful treasures he brought with him wanted to exchange for the White Tiger Divine Pill, but Old Man Mo Ling refused to accept them.
If it was in the past, perhaps Old Man Mo Ling would still be tempted, but now that he had found Xiang Nan, even if Bai Wudao had sent him to the entire world, Old Man Mo Ling would not have asked for it.
As for Old Man Mo Ling, he wasn't too busy cultivating to raise his own cultivation realm.
If he could cultivate into the Azure Dragon Divine Pill, he would gain immortality after eating it. He would have plenty of time to cultivate.
He was not someone like Xiang Nan who was eager to increase his strength.
However, Old Man Mo Ling's progress in extracting dragon blood from Xiang Nan's body seemed extremely difficult.
In a blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed. Old Man Mo Ling had drawn Xiang Nan's blood nearly a hundred times before and after. However, every day, his brows were tightly knitted and he had never relaxed. It seemed that it was no longer a matter of slow progress, but rather, there was no progress at all.