Wang Yi came to the Ancient Realm of the Great Wilderness.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the whole world was completely cut off from the outside world.

At this stage, only Wang Yi can reach this place, so it is not an exaggeration to say that the Taihuang Ancient Realm is his "back garden".

"My cultivation is still a little low, in the early stage of the immortals, plus some immortal second-grade immortal treasures, it is full of calculations, and it is also the strength of the earth immortal level.

And in the Taihuang Ancient Realm, there is a True Immortal Realm powerhouse who doesn't know where to go, plus there are ten heavenly immortals, my strength is not enough at all. ”

Wang Yi walked in a forest, munching on fruit.

At this stage, he still has 7,900 Dao Sources, and it is not a problem to break through the peak of the Earth Immortals.

But.

Wang Yi does not plan to make a move for the time being.

Isn't it nice to live behind the scenes, develop peacefully and steadily, and when the strength goes up, and then subdue the whole world?

He came near a large tree.

Following the sound, you can see a light curtain one meter wide and two meters high on the trunk of a large tree with a diameter of three meters.

Deermen, bears, and werewolves lined up with the treasures in their hands, ready to trade with the vines and trees in the light curtain.

"Respected Wood Elf, how many Healing Golden Pills can these treasures of mine be exchanged?"

A deer man, only half a meter tall, asked.

The vineman took over a chest of treasures.

A breath of time has passed.

It says:

"Three!"

The voice was low, like an ancient voice whispering, giving the creatures of the tribes here a sense of ancient origin.

"Respected Wood Elf, how many Purple Gold Pills can I exchange for these treasures of mine?"

"Half a piece!"

......

Wang Yi looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

After giving the Watermelon King a Hundred Bird Spirit Fruit and a Hundred Beast Spirit Fruit, it could also understand the language of the creatures of the Ancient Realm of the Taihuang Wilderness.

These vine tree people who are like "counter direct sales specialists" are all cultivated by the watermelon king using his talent to scatter seeds into soldiers, and inherit some of his abilities.

So, they can understand the language as well.

Due to the space-time portal disguised as a light curtain, the voice of their male duck has changed, and it sounds low and ancient, and it is more substantial.

And.

Across the space-time gate, the vine tree people are safe.

Just yesterday, a Heaven Rank powerhouse tried to snatch the "Cultivation Purple Gold Pill" in the hands of a certain vine tree man, and as soon as he passed through the light curtain, he was ruthlessly wiped out by the power of the realm.

Since then.

The tribal creatures here are in awe of these "wood spirits" played by vine tree people.

While these vine tree people can't tell the value of the treasures provided by these tribal creatures, the Plane Pastoral can.

The pastoral steward analyzes how many nutrients the treasure can convert, and then converts it through the rules set by Wang Yi, and then you can get the amount of Jindan.

It's only been a little half a day of trading.

Behind these vine tree people there are already mountains of treasures.

Some are pearls that contain aura, some are spirit fruits that are not low in age, and some are some refining materials, the remains of strong people, and so on.

At this time.

Wang Yi raised his hand.

In the palm of his hand was a purple-gold elixir the size of a dragon's eye core.

This is the "cultivation of the Purple Gold Pill".

They are simpler to do.

Directly crush, mix, and condense the fruits of the time and space countryside into the shape of an elixir, and then moisten the purple-gold color that is different from gold, and it will be successful.

A cultivation is a Purple Gold Pill, which needs to consume a hundred nutrient points to cultivate.

Therefore, the price will also be very "affordable".

"After a while, I will divide the cultivation into the Purple Gold Pill and the Healing Gold Pill into levels, and make a seven-level such as ordinary, spirit, king, emperor, honorable, saint, and emperor. ”

Wang Yi whispered.

Suddenly, he slammed his head.

"I'm so confused. ”

"I also said before that I cultivated a high-grade cultivation into a spiritual fruit, so that it didn't have to be very difficult to eat. ”

"Now, if I directly break a large number of spirit fruits and compress them to a high degree, won't I be able to solve this problem temporarily?"

"Haha, I'm such a genius!"

Wang Yi's body shook and returned to the time and space pastoral.

As he pinched the trick with both hands, a large number of oranges at the peak of the Xuan Rank shattered, condensing towards the middle under the effect of the realm, becoming a purple-gold elixir the size of a dragon's eye.

He smelled it, and it was very fragrant!

This Purple Gold Pill contains 100 million nutrients.

According to Wang Yi's division, it belongs to the emperor's cultivation as a purple gold pill.

Eating one can make people break through Emperor Wu.

Wang Yi ate the emperor's cultivation into the Purple Gold Pill, and the rich cultivation power quickly dissipated in his body, increasing his cultivation by one percent.

"With a high-grade cultivation of the Purple Gold Pill, my mother no longer has to worry about my cultivation. ”

Wang Yi was walking in the countryside of time and space, humming a little song, and he was in a very good mood.

But.

Condensing and cultivating into a purple gold pill is not simple.

In particular, if you compress a fruit that contains a lot of cultivation power and replace it with an ordinary practitioner, if you are not careful, it may cause an explosion.

An Emperor Cultivation is bursting into the Purple Gold Pill, and the power is no less than that of Emperor Wu exploding.

Only in the case of compression using the Space-Time Pastoral Realm can you ensure that there are no problems with the compression process.

Half a day later.

Wang Yi created a hundred imperial products and cultivated them into purple gold pills.

Each emperor is the size of a dragon's eye, and the whole body is golden, weighing a thousand catties, which is harder than steel.

But for advanced cultivators, this bit of hardness is nothing.

In short, it's right if you can't break your teeth.

The lower the grade of cultivation is the Zijin Pill, the lower the hardness and the lighter the weight.

The following day.

In the Space-Time Pastoral, Wang Yi spent nine hundred Dao Sources and cultivated a large piece of ordinary fruit.

Then, most of them were refined into purple gold pills and packed into different purple bamboo tubes to distinguish them.

From ordinary to emperor, everything is available.

Do it all.

Wang Yi left the time and space pastoral.

He put on a mask and made the aura on his body ethereal, as if he was a master outside the world and came to the fairy world.

This is the world where the kendo genius Doan lives.

After opening up this world for so long, it is the first time that Wang Yi's true body has come.

The level of this world is high martial arts, there are no immortals, only a few failed tribulations, but the scattered immortals who survived are in charge.

Their strength is about the same as that of "fake immortals".

Above the peak Martial Emperor, but not the opponent of the human immortals.

The main target of Wang Yi's trip was those scattered immortals.

In front of a secluded mountain courtyard.

An old man in white clothes and white hair who looked like a rare man was sitting on the shore and was fishing.

"Well, when is this day going to be the end?"

The old man sighed.

He failed to cross the catastrophe, but he survived by luck, with a secret wound in his body, although his strength was very strong, he did not dare to meddle in worldly affairs.

Because, once a big war breaks out, it will inevitably deepen the injury.

As a scattered immortal who failed to cross the tribulation, he needed a high-grade elixir to heal his wounds, remove the dark wounds on his body, and accumulate his cultivation to the point of the early stage of human immortals.

Then, the path of ascension can be reopened.

However, relying only on the elixir of the Immortal Trace Realm could not allow him to recover from his injuries at all, and the hope of ascension was shattered.

"Do you want to ascend?"

Suddenly, an ethereal voice rang out around me.