Chapter Ten Refining the Elixir Again

  "As expected..." After a moment, Ding Yan withdrew his spiritual sense and said.

  In the six months of closed retreat, Ding Yan carefully studied the world's tribulation process and found that all cultivators absorb the power of heavenly tribulation to transform themselves during the thunder tribulation. This kind of transformation is like a staircase, step by step, constantly moving upwards.

  In the world of Ding Yan's previous life, cultivators below the Tribulation Period did not have a Heavenly Tribulation. Only after reaching the Tribulation Period would they trigger a Heavenly Tribulation.

  In this world, every step forward for a cultivator will bring about a heavenly tribulation, one after another, until they ascend to immortality. If we use stairs as an analogy, Dingshen's previous life cultivation method was like a high wall, once you crossed it, you became immortal! In contrast, the cultivation method in this world is like stairs, each step forward will be extremely difficult, but compared to the previous life's cultivation method, the probability of becoming immortal in this world's cultivation system is obviously higher.

  Ding Yan had thought about it before he went into seclusion. In his opinion, the tiger demon's strength was only equivalent to that of a Qi Refining stage cultivator in his original world. At this level, it shouldn't have produced spiritual intelligence, but the tiger demon did possess wisdom. However, thinking about it again later, it seemed like something was missing. Now, after investigating, he finally understood that the tiger demon's wisdom lacked a hint of spirituality.

  Compared to the shape-shifting demons he had encountered in his past life, the tiger demon was still much closer to beasts. In contrast to humans' complex thoughts, it was much simpler. The only explanation is that the demonic beasts of this world also cultivate step by step like cultivators. This can be inferred, and it can be imagined that the demonic beasts of this world must have undergone heavy thunder tribulations on their cultivation path.

  "I originally wanted to get rid of you, but considering how hard it is for you to cultivate, I'll just seal you for a month. After a month, the talisman on your body will automatically disperse, and at that time, you can regain your freedom." Ding Yan tapped the tiger demon's head with his finger, stood up and said "However, if I find out again that you're bullying villagers, I'll definitely behead you without pardon."

  After finishing speaking, Ding Yan didn't stay in the hall of reason with Hu Yao, and turned around to leave.

  Inside the small village, it is as quiet as it was six months ago.

  Ding Yan had just walked down the mountain when he saw Xu Zhengyang and his son standing at the village entrance with anxious faces.

  "Ding brother, you've finally arrived. If you were any later, I was going to have to go back and ransom you myself." Xǔ Zhènyáng rushed forward to examine Dīng Yán for injuries as soon as he saw him.

  Xu Zhengyang wanted to go home, but for the sake of this outsider, he was willing to trade his own life. Compared to these simple villagers, the outside world was like a huge dye vat, filthy beyond compare.

  Counting his past life, Ding Yan had been cultivating for nearly a thousand years. In these thousand years, Ding Yan lived in the world of immortals as seen by ordinary people, seemingly high and above, but in reality, he was treading on thin ice, everywhere filled with intrigue and struggle. Whether it was within his sect or outside, if he wasn't careful, he would be plotted against to death, not even leaving behind his soul. Even after reincarnation, the memories Ding Yan came into contact with were the same, without a single pure land.

  "Xu Dage doesn't need to worry, that tiger demon has been suppressed by me and won't come down the mountain again." Ding Yan said with a sigh.

  "Ding Shu, you said that tiger demon was subdued by you!" A young man ran to Ding Yan's side, with a face full of admiration.

  Ding Yan was stunned for a moment before regaining his composure. This kid is Dog Er.

  When he first entered the village, Doggie was only nine years old. At that time, Doggie was still a child. Unconsciously, six years passed, and the original Doggie had grown into a fifteen-year-old youth. Fifteen years old, at this age, in a small village, after another year, he can start his own family.

  "Has it been six years already......" Ding Yan stroked the dog's head, smiled, and didn't say a word.

  "Brother Ding, let's go, this time no matter what we have to go to my place and drink a couple of cups. By the way, the wine at my house is still brewed by you. I've been on the mountain for half a year now, and the wine has been left untouched at home..."

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  After nightfall.

  Ding Yan bid farewell to Xu Zhengyang's family, who had tried to persuade him to stay, and returned to his own simple thatched cottage.

  Half a year without returning, the thatched hut was filled with dust, and some spiders and mosquitoes were active at the corner of the house. Ding Yan frowned, swung his sleeve, and a gentle breeze flew out from his cuff, rolling up the dust on the ground and those mosquitoes, flying out of the window.

  This is not some kind of magical power, but rather an application of strength. Dīng Yuē said that in his previous life he had cultivated the Tao for over a thousand years and had reached the height of crossing the tribulation period. This simple use of strength was naturally effortless.

  After tidying up the house, Ding Yan walked over to the stove and sat down.

  The stove was still in the same state as when Ding Yan left, without even a slight change in temperature. As for the kettle on the stove, it had long been burned into iron water and flowed down along the edge of the stove.

  "After all, iron is just iron. Even if it's sealed earth fire, the temperature isn't something ordinary iron can withstand." As he spoke, Ding Yan's sleeve fluttered out.

  A pile of medicine flew out from his sleeve and fell on one side.

  The divine ability of the sleeve, was discovered by Ding Yan in a relic, and is said to be modeled after the Sleeve Universe of an ancient great power, named Qian Kun Sleeve. After obtaining this divine ability, Ding Yan also spent nearly a hundred years cultivating it, only to discover that it wasn't as powerful as he had imagined, at best, it was just a small magic trick similar to a storage bag, and wanting to reach the level of taking in his opponent was almost impossible.

  Because of the bitter practice in his previous life, after rebirth, Ding Yan only needed to familiarize himself with it a little, and he could use this divine ability again. Of course, its power was much weaker than before, after all, his current strength was far inferior to that of his previous life.

  Ding Yan stretched out his hand and took out a main medicine from the medicinal materials.

  With a reverse motion, he continuously struck out a series of complex hand seals, which were imprinted on the stove.

  The stove shook slightly, and suddenly a red flame burst out of the stove. A thick fire element rose from the sky, filling the entire thatched cottage, and the cold air that had entered at night was directly driven away by this sudden eruption of earth fire. The weeds on the roof outside the house withered instantly.

  "After being suppressed for half a year, the fire is even more fierce." Ding Yan furrowed his brow.

  For alchemists, fire timing is the most difficult thing to grasp. Sometimes it requires fierce flames to burn away impurities in the medicine, while other times it needs gentle warmth to nurture the spiritual energy within the medicine. This is also why many practitioners do not engage in alchemy before they can control their spiritual fire. Earth fire may be powerful, but it's too difficult to control, and if one is not careful, the medicine can easily be destroyed.

  Ding Yan closed his eyes and expanded his spiritual consciousness. With a flick of his right hand, the main medicine in his hand automatically flew out and landed above the stove.

  The earth is scorched by fire.

  The medicine instantly turned into a light blue **, under the wrapping of Ding Yan's power, forming a semi-transparent small ball, with a fragrance spreading.

  Although the Earth Fire is difficult to grasp, for Ding Yan, who was once a Tribulation Cultivator, this little problem can be completely ignored. Over a thousand years of cultivation were not spent in vain, and now that he has been reborn, those experiences still exist.

  Time is passing minute by minute and second by second.

  At midnight, the fierce fire had reached a certain limit. The red flames leapt out of the furnace like a ferocious beast, wanting to burn down that thing above.

  "Go!" Ding Yan suddenly opened his eyes and waved his right hand.

  The medicine powder that fell beside all flew over and surrounded the small ball formed by the main medicine.

  Scorching heat!

  Medicines have also been fully digitized.

  After about an hour or so, all the medicinal ingredients had fully dissolved into the main medicine in the middle.

  After infusing so many medicinal herbs, the small ball was no longer transparent and began to slowly change color like a dan, emitting a rich and intense fragrance that wafted out.

  "Is it going to be successful?" Ding Yan looked at the elixir above the stove and said.

  With Ding Yan's technique, refining this Dan medicine would naturally not have the slightest waste. According to his estimation, refining Zhu Ji Dan only required a cultivation base of five layers of Qi Refining, and with his current nine-layered Qi Refining cultivation base, refining it was exceptionally easy.