Zhao Ping'an's heart was tense, if the fake pill was broken, then it would be counterattacked, and if it was heavy, it would fall or even go mad.

At the critical moment, Zhao Ping'an operated the "Immortal Sword Technique" to guide the vigorous vitality in his body, and repaired the cracked fake pill in time.

The immortal mana is long and profound, and it is under his control, stabilizing his own dantian qi sea.

This is also under the premise that Zhao Ping'an's cultivation is profound and has the blessing of experience in his previous life, otherwise, if he is a monk who is successful in the ordinary foundation building period, if he encounters such a change, he will not only fail to impact the realm, but also suffer a strong backlash.

Zhao Ping'an reacted in time, so as to avoid suffering a terrible Dao injury.

But being affected by this has made him miss the opportunity to condense the fake pill into a golden pill, and his cultivation is stuck at this step.

Zhao Ping'an is still half a step away from the real Jindan Realm level!

"It's a pity."

"Failed to turn the fake pill into a golden pill."

The violent qi machine returned to calm, and Zhao Ping'an sighed softly, with a hint of regret in his tone.

"Sure enough, even with the blessing of the experience of the previous life, it is still very difficult to successfully break through from the foundation building period to the Jindan realm."

"In the final analysis, the quality of the Jieyuan Pill is not high enough, and it can't help me stabilize the Dantian Qi Sea and condense the real Jindan."

Zhao Ping'an summed up the experience of this failure.

The failure to break through the realm this time was not because he took it lightly, but because the grade of the Three-Pattern Knot Yuan Dan was still a little worse.

"If I can find a Jieyuan Pill with five Dan patterns, or even six Dan patterns, then I will have eighty or even ninety percent certainty of impacting the Jindan Realm."

Zhao Ping'an's eyes were blazing, and he said in a deep voice.

"But the Ordinary Jieyuan Pill is already extremely rare, even if there is no Jieyuan Pill in the Sword Sect, where should I go to search for the Jieyuan Pill with a quality of more than five patterns?"

Thinking of this, he was a little troubled.

At this moment, the sky is getting brighter, and it has come to the early morning of the next day, Zhao Ping'an sighed lightly, and did not continue to stay in the space under the dry well.

The Breach has failed, and there is no point in staying here.

As soon as he walked out of the hidden space under the dry well, Zhao Ping'an felt a familiar aura in the distance, and he was coming towards his wooden house.

"It's Senior Brother Wang."

He hesitated for a moment, then took his broom and pushed the door open.

Not far away, a figure was limping along.

Wang Cripple's body was a little thin, and his originally angular face had several clearly visible wrinkles.

"Senior Brother Zhao, let's clean up together."

After seeing Zhao Ping'an, Wang lame grinned and greeted.

"Okay."

Zhao Ping'an nodded and followed behind Wang Cripple.

In the past fifteen years, he has been cleaning the medicine garden almost every morning as he had just arrived at the medicine garden.

For Zhao Ping'an and Wang Cripple, it has almost become a habit that has not changed for decades.

Of course, the two of them don't have to work as hard as before now, they only need to clean a few areas of the medicine garden, and as for the other more places, they are handed over to other sweeping and miscellaneous disciples.

"Eh, now our brothers are much more relaxed, there are many places that we don't need to clean, and there are other sweeping disciples to help."

"The sect has recruited a lot of new disciples over the years, and even our medicine garden has come to a lot of newcomers one after another, not to mention anything else, just our sweeping miscellaneous disciples, there are already five or six people."

"The two of us have become the oldest among the sweeping and miscellaneous disciples."

The lame man sighed with emotion and couldn't stop saying.

"yes."

"Over the years, the medicine garden has also become more lively than before."

"There are a lot of new faces in the medicine garden, and I don't remember a few people."

Zhao Ping'an also smiled slightly and echoed.

"Peace, you and I have become old fritters in the eyes of those newcomers."

"However, over the years, I have become more and more inadequate."

"People, you have to serve the old."

With a hint of vicissitudes in his tone, Wang Cripple said.

In the past, even if he cleaned half of the medicine garden in one go, he didn't take a breath, but now he only cleans a small area, and he has to stop frequently to rest, and his energy is not as good as before.

"Senior Brother Wang, you just broke through the realm not long ago, and you are already a fifth-level Qi refining monk."

"Qi refining period cultivators have a hundred years of life, and you are still in the prime of life, how can you say that you are old."

Zhao Ping'an felt that Wang Cripple's mood was a little low, and opened his mouth to comfort.

"A hundred years is long, but half of it has passed."

"A person with such qualifications as me will eventually turn into a handful of loess."

The lame king shook his head and sighed lightly.

When he first joined the Sword Sect, he was also full of spirit and yearning to become an immortal, but now forty or fifty years have passed, and the rest is just muddy.

This is the life of most mediocre monks, who do not see any hope for the future, and end up growing old and disappearing into the years, leaving little trace.

"Did that kid in Wangcheng make you angry again recently?"

Hearing Wang Cripple's words, Zhao Ping'an put down the broom and asked.

"Not really."

"I just felt it."

The lame king waved his hand, and then said, "By the way, I almost forgot if you didn't say that kid." ”

"A few days ago, he just passed the second assessment of the sect, and now he has become an official disciple, I plan to set up a few tables in a few days, please come over with Da Niu and them, and celebrate well."

At the mention of Wang Cheng, Wang Cripple's sad face suddenly disappeared, revealing a proud smile.

"It's a good thing, then I'll prepare some congratulatory gifts in advance these days, and I must have two drinks at that time."

Zhao Ping'an's eyes lit up and he said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Zhao, there is no need to prepare a congratulatory gift, if you hadn't helped him worship under Miss Tang at the beginning, where would he have been able to get the latter's teachings and cultivate by leaps and bounds, and now he has become an official disciple of the sect?"

"It's too late for our uncle and nephew to thank you, how dare you accept your congratulatory gifts."

Wang lame waved his hand again and again, so that Zhao Ping'an didn't need to prepare anything, in that case, not only would it break the cost, but the uncle and nephew would not dare to accept it.

"I listen to Senior Brother Wang."

Zhao Ping'an knew Wang Cripple's temperament, so he didn't refute him, but said so.

When the time comes, just pick something suitable and give it to Wang Cheng without telling the king's lame son.

After all, Wang Cheng was also watched by Zhao Ping'an grew up, and over the years, he often returned to the medicine garden to visit Wang Cripple and himself, although he was a little outgoing, he was quite filial to their elders.

It was also because of this that Zhao Ping'an recommended him to Tang Feiyan as a disciple at the beginning.

Of course, Wang Cheng did not live up to the hopes of Zhao Ping'an and Wang Cripple, and became an official disciple of the sect, both in terms of potential and status, above the miscellaneous disciples of the Medicine Garden.

And his future achievements will definitely be several grades higher than Wang Cripple.

Half an hour later, the two of them quickly cleaned up the area they were responsible for during the chat, because they had to inform Da Niu of the news that Wang Cheng had become an official disciple, so Wang Cripple quickly separated from Zhao Ping'an.

"Buzz!"

At this time, there was a strange fluctuation in Zhao Ping'an's storage bag.

"Fu Pavilion identity token, is it that a new talisman task has been released?"

Zhao Ping'an took out a golden token, and the strange fluctuations came from the former.

In the past ten years, he has been the same as before, and he will use his free time to take on some talisman making tasks in the Fu Pavilion , after all, no one will dislike too many spirit stones.

And you can also help yourself improve your talisman skills by completing the talisman making task of the Rune Pavilion.

Today, Zhao Ping'an is still a senior second-order talisman master on the surface, but many years ago, his talisman attainments made a breakthrough, and he was able to make a third-order middle-grade talisman, which was only half a step away from a third-order talisman master.

In Nanjun, the definition of the rank of the talisman is relatively special and accurate, such as the first-order talisman master, only the talisman master who can make the first-order upper grade and below the rune is qualified to be truly called the first-order talisman master.

Second-order runes, only those who produce second-order high-grade runes and below can be truly called second-order runes.

As for the third-order talisman master, the same thing is true.

It's not that Zhao Ping'an can make third-order low-grade and third-order middle-grade runes, so he can be regarded as an upper-third-order rune.

The meaning of the third-order rune is that the rune master can make almost all the third-order runes!