Perhaps, in Gu Xiu's opinion, this is ridiculous, a pill with four formulas and no flame change actually consumes a year, and it has only reached the second step.

However, Xie Fangqing was satisfied.

This is the only prototype of the elixir in the end of the Dharma era! Next...... It's the moment of Ning Dan.

"Wait...... Xuan Ming Immortal. The corners of Xie Fangqing's mouth hooked up a bloodthirsty smile, and she licked her lips with a sneer: "When the time comes, I will give you a big gift...... A gift you wouldn't have thought of......"

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Xie Fangqing's mind once again plunged into the observation of the Danjing King.

A week later, she slowly opened her eyes. "The last two steps ......"

Xie Fangqing showed a strange smile on his face: "It's so simple. ”

"Ning Dan is to use spiritual sense to classify this pill into its original shape, and it is also the most perfect shape - round. What is needed is the carving of a long stream. ”

Xie Fangqing recalled the last two steps: "Cheng Dan, but it is a little more troublesome...... "I have experienced two steps of fire control and medicine, and I have been tortured for a whole year." "Her patience and confidence have improved tremendously.

"Cheng Dan, the king of the Dan Jing, recorded fifteen sect techniques. It's all a secret that is not passed on, so to speak, 99% has been done before, but without this 1%, it is not called Dan. ”

"These two steps have detailed instructions, which are too convenient compared to the first two steps." There is no more nonsense, he has been investing in this for a year, and Xie Fangqing is eager to see the results.

Time was once again rushing like flowing water, as if this cultivation room was cut off from the world.

…… On the white stone road, people came and went, and a group of Heavenly Saint monks with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes were closely surrounding an old man in an overcoat with a gloomy face, walking on the road with the sound of crisp leather shoes.

Wan Lin's face was definitely not good-looking.

He never expected that the president of the court, Fa Zhengxian, went out for more than three months, and did not come back until three and a half months.

Along the way, there were young monks discussing something in a low voice, and law enforcement officers with hurried expressions.

The sound of talking, walking, these low voices only set off the majesty and tranquility of this place.

There was no word all the way, and when Wan Lin walked to the front of the gate of the court building that was twenty meters high, the three men in suits and leather shoes had already piled up sincere smiles and bowed deeply: "Welcome to the seniors, the juniors are ordered by the immortals to come to greet the ......" Before the words fell, Wan Lin's body had already passed them.

The three of them were stunned, but there was no trace of dissatisfaction, and they followed behind step by step, pointing out the path.

In the huge court, the light transmission is very good.

It was as quiet as an empty cemetery, except for the crisp "banging" of leather shoes echoing through the hall.

Wan Lin didn't have the slightest mood to look at it, and just as he was about to turn the corner, a familiar voice came: "Wan Lin Daoyou? ”

"Lane friends." Wan Lin stopped for the first time, he didn't care about the Heavenly Saint Realm cultivator at all, but he still had to pay attention to the human exchanges between the Daoists of the Immortal Realm.

"It's really Wanlin Daoyou." With the crisp sound of leather shoes, a chubby monk, with gray temples, followed by more than a dozen secretaries and assistants in the early stage of the Heavenly Saint Realm, arched his hand towards Wan Lin: "I haven't seen you for thirty years, and Daoist friends have advanced to the middle stage, which is gratifying." ”

"Congratulations seniors." As if an appointment had been made, more than a dozen secretaries and assistants behind the monk surnamed Che bowed down in unison and said loudly: "I wish the seniors eternal happiness and longevity." ”

The assistant behind Wan Lin naturally didn't dare to slack off.

Return the gift immediately.

When the Wonderland monks meet, they must do a good job of foiling.

Say one more word, say the wrong word, if in ancient times, kill them on the spot, the other party may also blame the blood on the other party.

"Why did you come to the Supreme Court?" The monk surnamed Che smiled and shook Wan Lin's hand: "In your spare time, why don't you come to our Che's house to talk?" Thirty-one years ago, seven monks including me entered the secret realm of the Immortal Cave of Baijun Mansion, and we still remember it vividly...... Oh, by the way, the displeased Daoyou is also in the Ming Provincial Mansion Yulinwei, right? Under the command of Daoyou? ”

Wan Lin was slightly distracted, and then sighed: "Displeased Daoyou, it has fallen." ”

"What?" The monk surnamed Che was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face, and immediately asked, "How come?" Thirty years ago, the displeasure of the Taoist approached the late stage, and thirty years later, ......"

"I'm here for that." Wan Lin said lightly: "Three months ago, the Displeased Daoist Cangyue Legion was completely annihilated, and none of them escaped. This seat has personally inspected it, and the natal jade that remains here in this seat is all broken. ”

"Lane friends, this seat will go first. We'll talk about that another day. He arched his hand slightly, and walked towards the inner sanctum without looking back.

The monk surnamed Che stood in place, stunned for a moment, and sighed when he looked up to the sky: "The world is impermanent, and creation makes people...... Silent Taoist friends can fall......"

Five minutes later, Wan Lin stopped in front of a door.

It was the largest stone gate, at least fifteen meters high and five or six meters wide.

Man stands under it like an ant bigger than a tree.

Wan Lin raised his hands, trembled slightly, his coat floated down, was caught by the two assistants, and then left here with a sense of humor.

The quaint gate, covered with a slight crack, as if it had not been opened for too long.

It seems ordinary, but as long as you stand in front of this huge stone door, a heart-wrenching feeling will rise from your heart for no reason.

Every crack is like a trace of time.

They are quaint and vicissitudes, as if to remind everyone that in front of this door, behind the door, is the difference between man and God.

Directly above, a huge word "law" explains everything.

This is the highest combat power of the Great Xia Dynasty government and the pinnacle of the world.

One of the twin giants of the Cultivation Court, where the Upper Dean Fa Zheng Immortal Clone Palace is located.

This one word is enough to make the demons retreat and ten thousand people surrender. Half-step fairy baby!

The highest combat power of the Terrans!

Wan Lin took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Every time he stood here, even if he knew that it was only a late stage of the Immortal Realm, or a clone of the Great Perfection, he couldn't afford to resist at all.

There is only reverence, surrender, and reverence that has gone deep into the marrow.

Taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes again, knocked lightly on the door, and then half-knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "Wan Lin, the helmsman of the Ming Provincial Mansion Yulin, ask to see the immortals." ”

"Dong ......" huge stone door, he didn't use spiritual power, but he made a burst of yellow bell Da Lu's sound, echoing throughout the room, as if quieting all the people's moods, making people feel peaceful.

didn't answer, but Wan Lin didn't get up at all, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Flat." After a full five minutes, the stone door did not open a single crack, but the voice of an old man who seemed to have seen through everything sounded clearly in his ears.

"Yes!" Wan Lin stood up quietly.

"Submit."

"Yes. The juniors sat down and split the rudder, and the Cangyue Legion was completely wiped out at the same time within an hour before March, and the immortal saint was also invited. ”