Chapter Eighty-Three: Refining the Spiritual Elixir Pill

  Without warning the girl, Ding Yan walked up to the statue and swung his sleeve. Yuan Li transformed into a gust of wind that swept towards the stone statue above.

  "What are you going to do?" The girl exclaimed.

  Just as the Feng Ya was about to sweep across the statue, a semi-transparent wall appeared silently, effortlessly popping the wind blast open. At the same time, the face of the statue squatting above gradually became clearer...

  The statue is in the likeness of a middle-aged scholar, with a stern face and sharp features. Under his sword-like eyebrows, his eyes are dull and lifeless. His black long gown is blown by an invisible wind.

  "He turned his own body into a statue, sitting on the wheel of reincarnation, even if someone came in, they wouldn't guess that the statue was actually Huang Quan Old Immortal. In people's minds, a meditating corpse should be accompanied by a coffin and a tomb. And it's precisely because of this fixed thinking that people have overlooked this small, unremarkable pavilion." Ding Yan looked at the statue sitting above him and sighed.

  The statue is actually Huang Quan Old Immortal!

  This picture is calculated by Ding Yan using the push derivation technique.

  If it weren't for the divination technique, Ding Yan probably wouldn't have thought of it either - Huang Quan Lao Xian had actually transformed his deceased physical body into a statue and sat on top of the Taoist temple.

  "Do you know Grandpa God?" The green-clothed girl asked curiously.

  Ignoring the girl, Ding Yan walked to the side of the Dan tripod, his right hand stretched out, and a strand of yuan force silently spread out, transforming into a breath that took in the three bamboo incense sticks originally inserted into the tripod.

  During the flight, the appearance of Zhu Xiang gradually changed, and the green smoke rising from it also became fainter. When it fell into Ding Yan's hand, Zhu Xiang's appearance had completely disappeared, turning into a round pellet of Dan medicine. The originally floating green smoke also transformed into a rich medicinal fragrance.

  The fragrance of medicine wafts and spreads.

  "This isn't Wú Chén Dān." Looking at the pill in his hand, Ding Yan furrowed his brow.

  Although the elixir was of extremely high quality, it still didn't reach the level of the Dustless Elixir. With Ding Yan's discerning eye, he could naturally tell at a glance.

  Just as Ding Yan was observing the Dan medicine, a nearly rotten skeleton walked in from the broken hole of the inner city of Wangshi City. There was no divine light on this skeleton, nor was there any evil spirit, and even the skull on its head was shaking unstably, as if it would fall off at any time.

  At the moment the skeleton walked into the inner city, within the pitch-black space.

  The mysterious Taoist who had just killed Xiao Juezi suddenly trembled, and the aura around him grew even stronger. Near the Taoist, on the rusty sword that Xiao Juezi had left behind after his death, a faint, almost imperceptible glow emerged.

  "This is the Zhēn Gǔ Jiàn, this broken sword is actually the Zhēn Gǔ Jiàn! With the Zhēn Gǔ Jiàn out, my old bones will surely revive..." The eccentric Taoist laughed maniacally.

  Above, the pitch-black sky shattered even faster...

  Reincarnation

  The statue sitting on the top swayed slightly, and a slight ripple appeared in the statue's lifeless eyes. The index finger of the statue's right hand trembled slightly. However, Ding Yan below did not notice this subtle movement.

  At this time, Ding Yan's eyes flickered with yin and yang, analyzing the grade of the elixir, and only then did he withdraw his gaze.

  "Although it's not a Dustless Elixir, it's still a rare and precious elixir. And its effect is to increase one's cultivation... In my current situation, refining this elixir will probably only take three hours." After thinking for a moment, Ding decided to refine the medicine immediately.

  Three hours is not a long time.

  Moreover, Ding Yan's situation is different from other scattered immortals. His state of mind far surpasses his cultivation level. If he refines this elixir, his cultivation will be directly enhanced.

  In this city of wrongful death, danger lurks everywhere. The more strength one has, the more security they have. Moreover, Ding Yan's most direct goal at present is to recover his former cultivation, and coming to the City of Wrongful Death to exterminate the Heart Demon is actually just laying the foundation for future cultivation advancement.

  As for this reincarnation view, Ding Yan has already seen more than half of it in his deduction and is confident that there will be no danger.

  As he walked to the entrance, Ding Yan took out three fourth-level talismans from his sleeve, which were obtained from the spatial array. He arranged them in a row. Afterwards, he placed more than a dozen second-level talismans elsewhere, and each time he placed one, Ding Yan would input a small amount of yuan force on top of it.

  "Formation!" Walking to the center, Ding Yan swung his right hand, and a seal mark was instantly printed on the ground.

  A symbol appears, an array forms in an instant.

  At the current level of formation, with the help of the runes from the spatial formation, the formation set up by Ding Yan is absolutely impossible to break through even for a high-ranking Loose Immortal. In the Wheel of Reincarnation, the green-clothed girl who was originally standing beside him only saw Ding Yan walking back and forth inside the wheel, then a green light flashed, and he suddenly disappeared into thin air.

  "Huh? Where's he?" The girl was shocked and even walked to where Ding Yan disappeared and turned around twice.

  ......

  Sitting in the center of the formation, Ding Yan took out the elixir that he had extracted from the cauldron and swallowed it.

  After the elixir entered, it instantly transformed into a pale green energy that wandered through the seven meridians and eight veins. Ding Yan stabilized his mind, and the Qiankun Dao Jing automatically started to operate, beginning to refine the medicinal power. The originally stagnant realm grew at a visible speed with the naked eye.

  If someone saw Ding Yan's cultivation speed increase like this, they would definitely scold him as a madman.

  Because in the cultivation world, no one dares to use all the medicinal effects of a single Spirit Pill to increase their cultivation. Those people, while taking the Spirit Medicine, basically all suppress their cultivation with all their might, to prevent their cultivation from growing too quickly and causing their state of mind to fall behind. There are even many people who will use most of the medicine's power to temper their bodies, only adding a small amount of medicinal power to increase their cultivation.

  Ding Yan didn't have any consideration for this aspect at all, because before his rebirth he was a Tribulation Transcender with a state of mind equivalent to that of a Seventh Order Loose Immortal!

  The power of medicine is refined thread by thread.

  Ding Yan's cultivation broke through the initial stage in an instant and gradually moved towards the intermediate stage.

  At this time, Ding Yan was inside.

  The yuan force was becoming more and more condensed, and the ball of xian yuan force at its center also began to gather, taking on a shape that seemed about to condense into a dan.

  An hour has passed...

  A wisp of blue smoke rose from Ding Yan's head.

  These green smoke are the miscellaneous gas released after Ding Yan refined the elixir. In his body, the energy transformed by the spiritual elixir was like a river, crazily flowing through the meridians. If he refines it into the veins, he can do it with just a thought, but Ding Yan doesn't plan to strengthen his physical body, instead, he plans to refine all these elixirs into his dantian to increase his cultivation.

  Carefully controlling those wandering energies, under traction, they are returned thread by thread to the Dan Tian.

  In a short period of time, Ding Yan's cultivation had advanced from the early stage of the middle period to the peak of the middle period.

  "Not enough..." Ding Yan said quietly.

  In an instant, a yin-yang formed inside Ding Yan's body. The moment the yin-yang took shape, all the meridians in Ding Yan's body disappeared, leaving only a rotating yin-yang. Under the influence of the yin-yang, the energy that was originally attached to the meridians was all gathered and returned to Ding Yan's dantian.

  Buzz!!

  The moment the energy was absorbed into the dantian, a swirling force burst forth, compressing this chaotic energy together and merging it with Ding Yan's own power.

  In an instant, Ding Yan's cultivation advanced further, entering the later stage.

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