Zhang Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the small wooden bed, slowly opened his eyes after running for more than a dozen small weeks.

Got up and jumped off the small wooden bed, walked out of the grass hut to the stove, and lifted the lid of the pot, and the smell of fragrant meat drifted into Zhang Yang's nose.

Zhang Yang squatted down and extinguished the fire on the stove, and after waiting for the temperature of the iron pot to cool down a little, he took a coarse cloth in one hand and brought the iron pot to the small wooden table.

Turned around and walked to the broken bamboo cabinet, took out a small porcelain bowl and bamboo chopsticks and returned to the small wooden table, and ate the little gray rabbit meat in the iron pot.

After eating, Zhang Yang wiped his mouth and cleaned up.

Then he returned to the grass hut and sat cross-legged on the small wooden bed, and slowly mobilized his mana to run the Great Zhoutian.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, another three months have passed.

At this time, the flamboyance in the cabin was all over the body, exuding a majesty that was only below the foundation building period.

Just a few days ago, Zhang Yang broke through from the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period to the Great Perfection, and he was ready to hit the Foundation Building Period at any time.

At this time, Zhang Yang planned to see what elixir was needed for the foundation building pill needed to impact the foundation building period, and was ready to learn alchemy by himself.

Thinking of this, he patted the storage bag on his waist, and a jade slip engraved with the encyclopedia of pills was taken out calmly by Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang looked at the jade slip engraved with the encyclopedia of pills in his hand, and slowly probed his divine sense into the jade slip, and after probing in, he ignored other prescriptions and went straight to the prescription printed with Tsukidan.

It didn't take long for Zhang Yang to find and refine the prescription for Tsukidan.

After probing the divine sense, the prescription came into Zhang Yang's eyes.

Zhuji Dan, the elixir that impacts the foundation building period, requires dozens of common Breennial Grasses such as Millennium Phantom Grass, Millennium Qinghui Grass, Centennial Gentian Grass, and Centennial Continuous Dew Grass. Refining Zhuji Dan requires a minimum alchemy master to have a success rate of one or two furnaces out of ten furnaces.

When Zhang Yang was about to take back his divine sense, he saw a row of words on it that was the grade of the alchemist.

Alchemy Apprentices, Alchemists, Alchemy Masters, Alchemy Grandmasters, and Alchemy Ancestors are each level divided into low, intermediate, and high-level, and each level will increase the success rate of some alchemy.

Each pill is divided into grades.

There are four levels of pills: lower grade pills, middle grade pills, upper grade pills, and best pills, and each higher grade pill is several times that of the lower grade.

"Scared, I didn't expect it to be so difficult to refine Tsukidan, what can I do?"

After Zhang Yang withdrew his divine sense, he said with a frown and depressed.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yang stood up abruptly and walked outside the grass hut.

After stepping out of the grass hut, he gently patted the storage bag on his waist, took out the flying sword, sent it out in a starting style, and stepped on it accurately in a flash, and stopped firmly on the long sword in mid-air, driving the flying sword to fly towards the deep mountains.

Zhang Yang just wanted to try his luck at this time to see if he could find these elixirs outside, because he was still a purple-clothed disciple of the outer gate, and he couldn't receive the spirit stones that were supplied to an inner disciple in the door, so he could only rely on himself to fight for the spirit stones, so he didn't have any spirit stones to buy the elixir.

However, in the past few years, Zhang Yang has done a mission in the door in addition to going out, and almost lost his life in the local porcupine forest, so he accumulated some merits in the door in exchange for a low-level law to wash the marrow Sutra.

Not to mention that there is time to fight for spirit stones, at this time, I really know that it is easy to do things with money.

Zhang Yang controlled this flying sword and flew a few miles into the mountains before he came to this beautiful mountain.

After taking a breath of fresh air, Zhang Yang dodged and appeared on the rocks of the mountain peak, less than sixty meters away.

Zhang Yang, who stood on the stones, looked around the mountain to see if there was any elixir to be picked.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang looked at a herb in the crack of the mountain dozens of meters away from him, and the location was in the upper left of Zhang Yang.

This can make Zhang Yangle bad, but Zhang Yang doesn't dare to go up to collect the sword, otherwise the mana aura emitted by the flying sword will shatter this pillar of herbs.

This stumped Zhang Yang, he hadn't tried to teleport over such a straight peak, and he didn't know if he could succeed.

But the elixir right in front of you, if you don't pick it up, it's very uncomfortable.

I thought about it for a while. I made up my mind to try teleportation, and whether I could pick up this elixir.

Since he had made up his mind, Zhang Yang didn't waste time to take a deep breath, and a dodge appeared under the pillar of elixir, but before Zhang Yang could reach it, he felt that he had no concentration, and he was about to fall into a hurry.

I didn't know that from there, a black and white gas came out, flying towards the herb. As soon as he came into contact with this herb, the herb instantly turned into flying ashes.

This mysterious black and white gas quickly returned and returned to Zhang Yang's body.

It's a long story, but it's only a few breaths.

Although Zhang Yang was surprised that the black and white gas was going on, he also knew that he was falling down at this time, and he didn't dare to think about the spiritual grass that had turned into ashes.

hurriedly slapped the storage bag on his waist, and the flying sword was taken out, and it was sent to his feet by Zhang Yang in an instant.

This piercing action was done in one go, and it stopped landing when it was only a dozen meters above the ground.

At this time, Zhang Yang, who was sweating, let out a long breath, drove the flying sword to fly towards an open space, came to the open space and landed on the ground, put the flying sword in the storage bag.

Zhang Yang immediately sat cross-legged on the open ground and probed his divine sense into his body to see what was going on with the black and white gas.

Just when Zhang Yang's divine consciousness arrived at the dantian, he saw a black and white gas wandering in the dantian.

Looking at this black and white gas, a familiar feeling came to my heart, and a wisp of memory in my head was remembered.

Just three years ago, when Zhang Yang was refining the Heavenly Xuan Yin and Yang Technique in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, his only wisp of divine consciousness was absorbed, and the current gray mana was inside.

And that wisp of divine consciousness, just the last to appear, disappeared in his body, he thought that the divine consciousness had disappeared, but he didn't expect this black and white gas to give himself a feeling, they were the wisp of divine consciousness back then.

Zhang Yang looked at this black and white gas is, this black and white gas also moved, floating towards Zhang Yang's divine consciousness, Zhang Yang didn't dodge his divine sense, and watched that divine consciousness float over.

Just after this black and white divine consciousness slowly floated over, it just floated in front of Zhang Yang's divine consciousness, and actually separated a stream of pure white gas and a pure black gas, and played very happily in front of Zhang Yang's divine consciousness.

This can make Zhang Yang confused, looking at the black and white gas, divided into a stream of pure black gas, a stream of pure white gas.

At this time, Zhang Yang didn't dare to relax at all, so he stared at these two gases.

Zhang Yang watched the two gases play, and after about a cup of tea, he slowly stopped, and at the same time thought that Zhang Yang's divine sense was floating.

It was the familiar feeling between the flamboyant divine consciousness and the contact between these two gases.

As a result, Zhang Yang dared to be 100% sure that these two gases were the divine consciousness that disappeared back then, but how to generate this appearance in the body made Zhang Yang have no clue.

As soon as those two gases came into contact with Zhang Yang's divine consciousness, the two actually merged into a gray Ding furnace.

Just after these two gases formed a gray Ding Furnace, what surprised Zhang Yang the most was that he actually felt that this Ding Furnace was the same as his own gray mana, and it had a trace of spirituality, which made Zhang Yang even more confused.