Regarding the method of refining the gods and returning to the void in the Nine Qu Creation Exercises, Cheng Qian still pondered it carefully.

One of the simplest, almost without any external objects can be done, with its own powerful true element to directly refine the soul, using this method to successfully refine the god and return to the void, once cultivated to the advanced mana in the body will be more refined than the use of foreign objects to advance.

"According to what Xiao Bai said before, it should be the true yuan refining god that he is referring to, this is completely without the help of any elixir and exercises, and directly refining the true yuan is supposed to be an effect that stimulates potential!" Cheng Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with some uncertainty.

However, this method, while the simplest, is also the most difficult to succeed.

You must know that as an immortal cultivator, on the way to retreat and cultivate, which one does not dare to impact the realm only if he does not restore his own essence to the peak, and the true yuan is the key to advanced cultivation, there can be no sloppiness at all, this first method still has a certain risk, once the true yuan consumption cannot support the impact bottleneck, then this advance will fail.

After being silent for a long time, although Cheng Qian did not give up this method, he could only be at the back.

The second method is to use the magic of the Nine Spirits Alchemy, if you are willing to sacrifice several top-grade spirit stones and pills with different attributes, and then retreat for seventy or eighty years, you can use this exercise plus the power of the pill to forcibly expel the impurities in the divine soul.

In this way, Cheng Qian, who was really watching, shook his head, and seemed to disapprove of either method.

"The former method is too risky, the latter method is too long, this Immortal Tomb has only been opened for three years, and now more than half a year has passed, and the remaining time is only afraid that it will not be enough for me to refine my gods and return to the void!" Cheng Qian muttered to himself, as if he felt a little helpless.

In fact, he also thought about it, and after he went out, he would be impacting the refining void, but there was such a condensed aura here. He also had no way to move, and it was even more difficult to find a cave heaven blessed land similar to a spiritual vein in the underworld.

"How should this be?" As soon as he thought of this, Cheng Qian became a little uncertain.

He could have given up the opportunity to leave the Immortal Tomb and retreat here for a long time, so that he would have to use the dimensional shuttle to forcibly break through this careful interface and leave.

After half a cup of tea, Cheng Qian seemed to have paid attention, and a golden sword immediately appeared with a single palm, and several magic tricks were shot into it with a slight flick of his fingers. With a shake of the robe, the golden sword immediately turned into a streamer and rushed out of the cave, and with just a flash, it disappeared into the spiritual lake.

In a practice room in the Zhenbei Temple, Tiansha and Hun Tian were in retreat, both of them half-closed their eyes, sitting cross-legged across from each other, the two of them were facing each other, and they kept sending their demonic qi into their bodies to refine the purity of their mana.

The next moment. A golden streamer suddenly flashed in the practice room, and a golden flying sword directly broke through their prohibition and appeared above the two of them.

Flying Sword Story!

The eyes of the Heavenly Demon opened and closed, and one palm was separated. Grabbing the void above his head, he grabbed the golden sword in his hand and examined it carefully.

However, he had just taken a look. His face changed slightly, as if he couldn't believe it, and his face was full of surprise.

"Is it from the younger brother?" asked Hun Tian as he opened his eyes.

"Not bad. It seems that the younger brother means that he wants to attack the void with peace of mind here, and he may miss the opportunity to get out of the Immortal Tomb. The little brother wants us to finish the retreat, so we don't have to wait for him!" Tiansha said in a deep voice with a somewhat ugly face.

"Alas, when is the little brother not chosen, but I have to choose this immortal cemetery to cultivate, it took me sixty years to impact the refining void, the eldest brother still persuaded the younger brother to let him give up!" Hun Tian sighed leisurely, seemingly a little helpless.

"I can't persuade it, it's already very clear in the biography, it seems that we can only leave first, after all, the Holy Clan army is only afraid that it won't be long before it leaves the underworld!" Tiansha sighed, he had already seen the determination of the little brother, and now he wanted him to give up, I was afraid that it would leave the hidden danger of demons in the heart of the little brother.

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It didn't take long for Cheng Qiandong to suddenly rush into a black sword, he reached out and grabbed it, and after taking a closer look, he nodded slightly with the corners of his mouth.

"It seems that the eldest brother is a little worried, but this is also human nature!"

As soon as he put away the flying sword book, Cheng Qian stopped talking, took a deep breath, urged the mana in his body, and spewed out a cloud of white spiritual light from his mouth.

The aura flickered, and after a low hum, a small white tripod was revealed.

"Fall!"

I saw Cheng Qian's one-handed sword pointing at Xiao Ding, aiming at the ground in front of him, and the white dragon Ding fell down with a slight muffled sound, and fell smoothly to the ground.

Then Cheng Qian's palms went up, and with a flash of inspiration in his hands, there were more than ten kinds of precious elixirs, which were the elixirs picked in the medicine garden before.

After taking out the elixir, Cheng Gan's face immediately showed a solemn look, and he flicked his fingers at the white dragon ding, and several top-grade spirit stones flew out, filled with a pure fire aura, all of which were top-grade spirit stones of fire attributes.

Immediately, his sleeve robe was flicked again, and the fire spirit bead was sacrificed by him, and immediately turned into a wave of fire and rolled forward, and where it passed, the spirit stones burst one after another, turning into a pure flame that wrapped the white dragon ding.

After a while, puffs of white smoke came out of the surface of the White Dragon Ding, seeing this situation, Cheng Qian no longer hesitated, and immediately opened the lid of the tripod with a pinch, selected several elixirs in his hand, and threw them directly into the tripod.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of 'bang' in the ding, the elixir had just entered the ding, and as soon as it encountered the heat, it turned into a ball of pure medicinal liquid, and then Cheng Qian didn't say a word and hit the ding body like a wheel with ten fingers, and the flames were full of fire, and a scorching high temperature immediately filled the entire cave.

There was also a crackling sound from time to time in Dingzhong.

An hour later, the crackling sound in the ding gradually died down, diffusing bursts of medicinal incense.

Cheng Qian just moved the tip of his nose, and threw all the remaining elixirs in his hand into the White Dragon Ding, and with a "boom", the lid of the tripod collapsed.

Then, under the urging of his mana, the White Dragon Ding suddenly soared, slowly rotating in mid-air, and the surging flames under it were even more spiral-shaped, rubbing and burning around the Ding's body.

After another half an hour, when the burst sound in the ding died down, the diffused medicinal fragrance became even thicker, Cheng Qian took out a transparent crystal box without saying a word, which contained the Qingluo fruits piled together, and took out one casually and quickly put the ban on it.

Shen Nian swept the Qingluo Fruit in his hand, and immediately raised it with one hand, throwing it into the White Dragon Ding and disappeared.

A month later.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded in his ears, and the smell of Cheng Qian's cave was burnt, and a large area of spiritual energy rolled upside down and flew upside down, forming a large spiritual tide.

"Alas!" Cheng Qianpan sat in the cave mansion, holding a spirit stone in his hand to restore his mana, and with the other hand, he pointed at Bai Longding, and more than ten black pills flew out, and the aroma was mixed with a strong smell of burnt paste.

"It seems that Tian Yuan Dan is not as easy to refine as imagined, no wonder it is recorded in the classics that it is extremely precious, and it is not unreasonable!"

Seeing the baked waste pill, Cheng Qian was only a little regretful, but there were still a lot of elixirs on his body, which would not make him feel pain, and after a day of rest, he restored his mana.

Once again, a lot of elixirs were taken out, but this time Cheng Qian did not follow the rules and put them into the White Dragon Ding in batches, but threw all his brains into the Ding, and then pinched the trick again, and layers of scorching flames rose up, wrapping the White Dragon Ding and continuing to refine it.

The second alchemy, Cheng Qian was extremely cautious, and more than a month and a half had passed.

On this day, there was a violent explosion in his cave, and the lid of the White Dragon Ding was suddenly exploded, and a puff of black smoke rose from the ding, and in an instant, the entire cave was filled with a scorching smell.

"Failed again!" Cheng Qian's face was a little ugly, he patted the dust on his body, and said, "Is my method wrong?"

After pondering and meditating, Cheng Qian couldn't get any clue, if the withered leaf fierce spirit was here, he wouldn't go to refine the pill himself.

"Alas!" After sighing, Cheng Qian didn't seem to be knocked down by defeat, and continued to start alchemy after recovering his mana.

A month later, with a 'boom', the cave was in flames, and more than ten black scorched pills fell into Cheng Qian's hands.

Three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!" There was a violent muffled sound, and the fire in the cave was soaring, but this time a black and gray pill gushed out in the firelight, Cheng Qian pinched it in his hand and looked at it carefully, but still found that it had failed, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that it is really not easy for this pill to become a pill!"

Although the pill in his hand is not exactly that charred black, there is still a faint aura left in the gray, which is obviously better than the previous few furnaces of pills, but it still belongs to the waste pill.

At the same time, Tiansha and Hun Tian stretched out from the bottom of the spiritual power lake, and the cultivation of both of them underwent earth-shaking changes, and Tiansha's cultivation was even more consolidated, and he had already advanced from the middle stage of refining the void to the late stage of refining the void, and the Hun Tian had also advanced to the level of the middle stage of refining the void.

The two of them were about to leave, but when they saw the two figures of Xiaobai and Jin Lin, squatting at the bottom of the lake like door gods, they immediately wanted to go up to say hello and say goodbye to their younger brother by the way.

Before Tiansha and Xiaobai could say a word, they heard a violent explosion coming from the cave behind them, and the formation and runes on the surface of the cave flickered, obviously also affected.

"Is this the situation of Danbang?" said Tun Tian, looking at the trembling Dongfu in amazement.

"My master is refining pills, but this situation has happened many times, and the two demon kings don't need to make a fuss!" Xiao Bai saw that the two were not outsiders, so he opened his mouth to explain. (To be continued......)