Seeing the Dan pattern on the spirit pill that looked like floating clouds, Youlan Mu was both happy and helpless in his heart, others were eager to refine the Yun Pill, but now he was entangled in the Qi Transformation Pill, which was really an unspeakable helplessness.

In order to successfully refine the Qi Pill and start refining the third furnace Qi Pill, Youlan Mu directly removed the second layer of "Spiritual Power Sugar Coating", and only wrapped the liquid medicine tightly with spiritual sense, but lost the buffering effect of spiritual power, and when the liquid medicine sent out a spiritual impact, the furnace fire suddenly rushed away, turning all the liquid medicine into ashes, and the third furnace of the Qi Pill failed.

Youlan Mu held his breath in his heart, he didn't believe that he had even refined a grade of Yun Dan, and he couldn't take a small Qi Transformation Pill.

Youlan Mu's eyes widened, and after thinking for a while, he directly opened the fourth furnace of Qi Transformation Pill, he turned his spiritual power into a thin piece of paper and gently wrapped the medicinal liquid, which was only about one-fifth of the thickness of the original "spiritual power sugar coating", and then wrapped it in the outermost side with spiritual sense.

With the continuous baking of the furnace fire, the liquid medicine gradually solidified, and a layer of snow-white danpi was formed.

Intermittent spiritual power fluctuations emanated from the semi-finished product, Youlan Mu controlled the "spiritual power sugar coating" with all his might, blocking all the spiritual power emitted from the medicinal liquid, as the spirit pill continued to solidify, the frequency of spiritual energy impact became less and less, and in the end, the Dan furnace trembled slightly, and a vague Dan incense emitted.

Although this aroma is not as strong as the taste of Yundan, but it has finally succeeded in refining a furnace of Qi Pill, holding six crystalline white pills, Youlan Mu is satisfied with the tip of the nose and sniffs deeply twice, the taste is refreshing, only after paying sweat, can you experience the joy of picking the fruit.

Youlan Mu immediately took a Qi Transformation Pill, and with the spiritual air surging in his abdomen, Youlan Mu's spirit was shocked, and he hurriedly calmed down his luck and mobilized the sea of qi to devour the aura. This aura comes very gently, and it belongs to the attributeless aura, so it is very smooth to swallow, and there is no need to worry about the aura breaking the meridians and other problems.

After the elixir dissipated, Youlan Mu began to continue refining the elixir, since he had found the correct refining method, all that remained was to keep practicing and improve his proficiency. The consumption of hesitant "spiritual power sugar coating" and divine consciousness has become smaller, and now Youlan Mu can refine two furnaces of spiritual pills in a row.

Within three days, Youlan Mu refined all the fifty medicinal materials on his body into Qi Transformation Pills, of which he failed ten times, all because the "spiritual power sugar coating" was too weak, so that the spiritual power leaked out, and it became a burning liquid in the furnace fire. However, the four-fifths success rate still allowed him to successfully refine two hundred and forty Qi Transformation Pills.

This is an extremely considerable amount of wealth, according to the price of twenty first-grade spirit stones per grain of Qi Pill, and the cost of medicinal materials of ten spirit stones, Youlan Mu has made a net profit of two thousand four hundred spirit stones in three days. This is almost a month's cultivation for a child of a big family.

Youlan Mu excitedly put the Qi Transformation Pill into the bottle, three days have passed, Youlan Mu doesn't know when the assessment will end, so after restoring his body to the best state, Youlan Mu set off to the beast's nest located in the center of the trial island.

Shuttling among the dense trees, stepping on the thick branches, Youlan Mu was a little curious about how long this trial island had existed, these towering trees could not grow in a day or two.

From time to time, the roar of reptilian beasts sounded under the trees, and I don't know how many killing opportunities were hidden in the large thorn bushes, but fortunately, there were dense enough trees near here for Youlan Mu to jump through, otherwise he could only kill all the way from the ground.

Youlan Mu climbed to the top of a nearby big tree, standing at the top and looking at the dense forest in front of him, he seemed to smell the smell of gunsmoke, the gray-white mountains at the end of the dense forest in the distance was the place where the beast's nest was located, and it was also a level that everyone had to pass if they wanted to be promoted to inner disciples.

You Lanmu noticed that there seemed to be a hazy dust belt in the distance ahead, and the earthy yellow dust flew up, spread over the branches, and scattered all around.

As the dust and mist got closer and closer, Youlan Mu also heard the sound of the beast herd running, and the rumbling sound spread throughout the four nights, judging from the sound alone, you can know that the size of the beast herd is by no means capable of human resistance.

Youlan Mu glanced around, and immediately rushed to the left, and the roar of trees falling and beast hooves trampling was heard in the dense forest. Youlan Mu jumped off the trunk of the tree and accelerated to sprint forward, the vast green grass obscured the vision ahead, making it impossible to distinguish the direction, and Youlan Mu could only run away from the direction of the beast herd by feeling.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of "Weng" in the green bushes on both sides, and a pitch-black arrow feather tore through the green grass blades and shot straight at Youlan Mu's face. This arrow came very abruptly, and Youlan Mu's attention was all attracted by the group of beasts behind, and he didn't notice that there were still people secretly ambushing in front of him.

And Youlan Mu didn't feel the breath of the other party at all, even this sneak attack arrow feather used a mortal strong bow and crossbow, without the slightest aura, Youlan Mu knew that he had met a thoughtful opponent.

Youlan Mu immediately ducked the sharp arrow, and he didn't have time to reminisce about the horror of the arrow feathers passing through his hair, and a cold iron sword swept in front of him, seeing that the trajectory of his blade fell exactly at the position when Youlan Mu's speed was at its lowest.

"Poof!" The sharp sword cut through a row of green grass like a scythe, slashing horizontally.

Youlan Mu didn't have time to adjust his body, his hands surged with spiritual power, and he slapped on the thick sword body, and at the same time, with both feet forced, he flipped his head in mid-air, and crossed the cross-cutting big sword in one fell swoop.

However, the person who sneaked up on the attack was not an ordinary person, and when Youlan Mu held the sword with both palms, the sword body shook lightly a few times, making Youlan Mu's jumping figure deviate a little to the left, changing the position where Youlan Mu landed.

Suddenly, a slender silver sword pierced out of the grass in front of him, and a three-inch-long sword light emanated from the tip of the sword, like a poisonous snake spitting fangs, attacking Youlan Mu who was in mid-air, making Youlan Mu's scalp tingle for a while.

There was an ambush after the ambush! Moreover, the person who was ambushed behind him also cultivated his sword intent! Youlan Mu was shocked, and when he was in mid-air and could not avoid it, he could only drive sixteen rounds of spiritual power fluctuations into his right fist and slam it the sword stabbed by the opponent.

"Boom!" The spiritual power hedged, emitting a dazzling light, and the green grass around it fell neatly outward under the blowing of the frantic air current, and the sixteen rounds of spiritual power fluctuations were on par with that sword mang, and no one defeated the other party.

Seeing the face of the attacker under the green bush, Youlan Mu's eyes were round, it turned out to be Pan Chan, who had a fighting experience in the outer hall, no wonder this sword intent made Youlan Mu so familiar, so the person standing behind him at this moment must be the deep man named Qin Ge.

Pan Chan's beautiful eyes moved, she screamed, the sword pushed forward, the sword was released, and the sharp sword intent broke through the spiritual defense on the table of Youlan Mu's fist, and several red blood marks were drawn on the bandage of Youlan Mu's right fist, and there were still signs of rushing into Youlan Mu's body.

Encountering a strong opponent, Youlan Mu didn't dare to keep it, shouted, went all out, seventeen rounds of spiritual power fluctuations suddenly turned out, and slammed into the Pan Chan who was squatting in the grass in front of him.

Thinking that this man in the outer hall gave Youlan Mu an unfathomable look, since both of them participated in the assessment of the disciples of the inner hall, they must have been successfully promoted to the eighth layer of qi refining, if it is not necessary, Youlan Mu does not want to fight with the other party now, and before he snatches enough black plum orders, Youlan Mu does not want to fight with all his strength.

It's just that Youlan Mu didn't understand a little, when he first entered the trial island, he probably glanced at the people around him, and didn't find these two people, Pan Chan was wearing torn wind pants, which was extremely obvious, and it was impossible for him not to see it.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the surging and furious seventeen rounds of spiritual power fluctuations directly dispersed the sword intent that rushed into the body, and slammed into the sword light at the tip of the spirit sword along the fist watch.

Seventeen rounds of spiritual power fluctuations! Pan Chan's complexion changed, her delicate body sank, and her feet sank deep into the dirt.

On the surface of the spirit sword, the fiery seventeen rounds of spiritual power fluctuations and the Yingying sword fought each other, although Youlan Mu could not defeat Pan Chan's sword intent in one fell swoop, but the seventeen rounds of spiritual power fluctuations were steadily seizing the control of the spirit sword, and the sword on the sword body was constantly forced back and scattered, and even the spirit sword itself made a trembling low moan under the impact of the seventeen rounds of spiritual power fluctuations.

"Zizi~" The roar of the spiritual power hedge seemed to be mixed with some strange and fragmented sounds.

Pan Chan's complexion, who was urging the spirit sword, changed greatly, and she who was controlling the spirit sword immediately noticed that her love sword was damaged, and several small cracks appeared on the sword.

Suddenly, Youlan Mu heard a sharp sound of breaking the air behind him, and the cold iron sword attacked again, and this time the speed of the big sword swing was more than twice as fast as before, Youlan Mu's expression was solemn, he knew that it was the silent Qin Ge's shot.

Youlan Mu didn't dare to stop, her right fist pressed down suddenly, and with the power of Pan Chan's return to the top, she jumped high and turned directly over the top of Pan Chan's head. The heavy sword swept over the place where Youlan Mu had stayed, and stopped steadily at the tip of Pan Chan's nose one centimeter.

Seeing Qin Ge's beautiful sword-stopping technique, Youlan Mu knew that the other party was also a good sword player, full of sword cultivation, and after landing on the ground, he immediately rushed into the grass and galloped into the distance.

Pan Chan, whose face was slightly pale, turned around immediately, took out the horned longbow in shame, and was about to attack Youlan Mu with a sharp arrow, but a heavy big hand pressed on her shoulder, preventing her from moving.

"Big brother." Pan Chan looked up at Qin Ge, who was as silent as a rock, with a trace of incomprehension and unwillingness on her face.

"You can't beat him." Qin Ge said bluntly.

Pan Chanbei clenched her teeth, but didn't say anything more, and slowly put away the longbow, and her angry eyes reflected Youlanmu's thin back.

"Li Mu, you wait for me, sooner or later I will pierce a hundred holes in you!" Pan Chan held the spirit sword and shouted angrily, only to see that the surface of the spirit sword she was holding was densely covered with several small cracks.