Xiang Yang's life returned to the three points and one line again, occasionally going out to replenish alchemy materials, or to find some young elixirs, and use psychic techniques to spawn, just because juvenile elixirs are cheap and common.

The rapidly decreasing Pei Yuan Dan shows that alchemy is a money-burning thing, if there is no cheating device such as psychic secret art, Xiang Yang may have already compromised and gone to find the ghost Laosan.

Xiang Yang, who was huddled in his residence, hadn't left the room for five days, sitting cross-legged on the ground, trying to open his red and dry eyes wide, staring at the Dan furnace in front of him.

The spiritual materials are properly proportioned, all of them are put into the Dan furnace, and the alchemy techniques have also been performed, and success or failure is in this move.

More than two months have passed, and the same scene has appeared many times, and every time Xiang Yang looks at the Dan furnace expectantly, what he is waiting for is only the familiar muffled sound.

If the simplest Pei Yuan Dan can't be practiced, you can only find another way, and there is not much time left for yourself.

Performing the dream practice pill technique, refining according to the Dan recipe on the alchemy primer, this process, Xiang Yang has repeated it countless times, and he can complete all the actions with his eyes closed, but he doesn't know what the problem is, and he has never been able to become a pill, and in the end, he can only use luck to use psychic secret techniques to input a trace of essence at every step.

"I have done everything I can do, but if I can't do it......" The thoughts in my heart kept popping up and were disorganized.

The waiting time was particularly difficult, pursing his lips, his throat sliding unconsciously, and the room was so quiet that he could hear the sound of his own saliva.

The closer you get to Cheng Dan, the more nervous she becomes, and Xiang Yang's hands on his knees are a little white because of excessive force.

I don't know how long it took, Xiang Yang reacted violently, "It doesn't seem to be a muffled sound." ”

Xiang Yang couldn't believe it, and slowly got up with his hands on the ground, but he knelt on the ground because his feet were already numb and unconscious, unable to support them. Xiang Yang didn't try to get up again, knelt forward a few steps, and lifted the lid of the Dan furnace.

Different from Peiyuan Dan's obviously strong medicinal smell, the pill in the Dan furnace only has a faint hint of medicinal smell, and it is more of a fresh, refreshing fragrance, full of vitality.

The white of the pill is crystal clear, and there is even a little light, almost indistinguishable green with the naked eye, which is different from the gray and dull of Peiyuan Dan, and the color is very beautiful.

Xiang Yang's right hand slowly probed into the Dan furnace, gently took out one and held it in the palm of his hand, and sat on the ground with his body tilted.

The body is weak, but his hands are tightly protecting the pill in his hand, as if he is holding a fragile dream, and the dream will break if he is not careful.

It wasn't until this moment that Xiang Yang realized that she had succeeded, and the real touch in her hand repeatedly reminded her that everything in front of her was real.

Xiang Yang's eyes were red, and he raised his eyes to look at Song Lao's sword, there were grievances and stubbornness in his eyes, excitement and joy, and a thousand words, but he couldn't declare it because he didn't have the object to talk to.

After calming down, Xiang Yang slowly moved his legs, meditated for a while, and swallowed the only five Peiyuan Dan in the Dan furnace into his stomach to try the effect. It's just that Cheng Dan does not mean absolute success, but also depends on the efficacy of the medicine.

The pill melts in the mouth, and there is no need to mobilize the essence in the body to promote absorption, and Xiang Yang, who has not yet reacted, found that the essence of the pill enters the dantian very quickly, and the essence in the meridians seems to be very happy, running on its own, driving them into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Xiangyang consciousness sank into the dantian and cultivated.

Although Xiang Yang turned his focus to alchemy, he did not neglect his cultivation, and because of his many psychic secret techniques, he unconsciously let his cultivation rise to the seventh level of Qi training, and the skin training period that he had directly skipped was also completed in silence, which made Xiang Yang really excited for a while.

The two veins of Xiangyang Rendu have been opened, and the twelve meridians are collectively called the fourteen meridians, and the essence flows without obstacles, and the next thing is to break through the bottleneck and enter the eight veins of the eight layers of qi refining.

Just when Xiang Yang was getting ready, thinking that this time was just a test and would not be able to break through, an unexpected or incredible scene appeared.

The place where the essence qi passed was unimpeded, and when Xiang Yang was unaware, he entered the eighth layer of qi refining, as if there was no bottleneck at all, and there was no sign at all, which made Xiang Yang, who had to experience inhuman pain every time he advanced, unbelievable.

Even though Xiang Yang stopped cultivating out of disbelief, the essence in his body operated on its own according to the path of the exercises, cleaning up the impurities in the meridians.

Xiang Yang's eyes were full of surprise, "It's really successful!"

The suddenly relaxed spirit made Xiang Yang feel tired, and he didn't sleep for five days and five nights, even if Xiang Yang's body was strong, it was a little unbearable.

So when sleepiness hit, Xiang Yang didn't struggle, he fell asleep with the trend, anyway, the essence can run on its own, and Xiang Yang can't take care of it so much, everything will be talked about when he wakes up.

When Xiang Yang woke up from his deep sleep, it was already the afternoon of the next day, and from the moment he opened his eyes, Xiang Yang began to refine the pill, refining the five furnaces of Pei Yuan Dan one after another in one breath before stopping.

Looking at the unique Pei Yuan Dan in his hand, it should be said that the pill in front of him can no longer be called Pei Yuan Dan, because the medicinal effect is a hundred times stronger than other Pei Yuan Dan, but Xiang Yang is not intended, as long as it is successful.

First take out the elixir that has been prepared long ago, that is prepared for refining the Silent Annihilation Pill, the amount of each elixir is different, only take the amount you need, and place it in order.

Xiang Yang did not start refining directly, because the materials for refining the Silent Annihilation Pill were not as simple and common as Peiyuan Dan.

After getting ready, Xiang Yang kept practicing in his mind, refining the technique of the Silent Annihilation Pill. Every step in the process, every possibility is thought of.

It wasn't until after confirming that it was correct, he walked back to the alchemy furnace, took a deep breath, and suddenly his hands moved quickly.

After three months of practice, Xiang Yang's alchemy technique became more and more proficient, and even brought up a trace of afterimage, which is worthy of a dream alchemy technique.

Time passed minute by minute, the more to the end, Xiang Yang's essence and physical strength were a little insufficient, just when Xiang Yang was about to reach the limit, it was also the last step of alchemy, Xiang Yang, who had barely finished performing the psychic secret technique, was already sweating profusely, and before he could take a breath and rest, the familiar muffled sound came again.

Due to the proximity, Xiang Yang was directly bombarded with slag and unkempt, but Xiang Yang at this time couldn't care about cleaning up his embarrassed self, and tried to recall whether there were any mistakes and improprieties in his alchemy.

It wasn't until he confirmed that there was no problem that he poured out two newly refined pills and put them in his mouth, a familiar feeling, all the way to the dantian. A wry smile appeared at the corner of Xiang Yang's mouth, how wasteful he was, alchemy was not enough spirit.

Who knows, the person who can create the dream alchemy technique is by no means a mortal, and the pill that can be included in the book by this person is by no means an ordinary product, Xiang Yang mastered and refined it into a pill in a short period of time, the owner of this book, if he is still alive, will be surprised.

If the ghost knows about it, he will regret it, there are still freaks in the world who ignore their qualifications.

It's not that Xiang Yang is so talented and intelligent, but thanks to his strong spiritual power and green essence, although Xiang Yang questioned himself and couldn't believe that he would have natural powers, it was also a fact that she succeeded in alchemy after inputting her essence.

Putting these aside for the time being, Xiang Yang came to the Dan furnace again, ready to start the second alchemy, this time the alchemy went very smoothly, because he took the pill in advance, he was full of energy, and there were no accidents, but he still failed.

Xiang Yang looked at the only remaining spiritual material, and did not continue refining, so it was useless to practice more before he found the problem.

After a short rest, the sky is bright, and the road to Nachuan Tower has been walked countless times to the sun, so even if all kinds of thoughts come to your mind, your feet will walk towards Nachuan Tower with their own memories.

Xiang Yang, who was in deep thought, passed by Deacon Qiu who was walking out, Xiang Yang didn't notice that Deacon Qiu glanced at her.

Although Xiang Yang has a medicinal fragrance on his body, it is very similar to Pei New Year's Day, not to mention that Xiang Yang's body still has a burnt smell, and others will not think much about it.

Xiang Yang's mind was not in Nachuan Tower at all, he was pondering alchemy all day long, and walked back to his residence mechanically, and the excitement of the people around him was automatically blocked out by her, as if he and she were just a passerby, and he and she always positioned themselves in this way.

Xiang Yang came to the Dan furnace, sat on the ground, swallowed the pill, and meditated to adjust the state.

Refining the pill again, compared with the previous two times, the speed of the hands was faster, each movement was followed by at least four or five afterimages, the technique was more elegant and dreamy, sliding, twisting, tapping, every movement was extremely smooth, not like alchemy, but like a magical performance, fascinating.

Until the last action was completed, Xiang Yang did not pause or hesitate.

Xiang Yang's breath was like a pulled bellows, "Whoop, whoop," and his chest ached a little from lack of oxygen.

She opened her mouth wide and breathed hard, but her eyes were fixed on the Dan furnace in front of her, her attention was unprecedentedly concentrated, and she did not let go of any changes.

She really couldn't think of what she had gone wrong, her head hurt after thinking about it for a day, and she didn't find anything, so she could only increase the refining speed.

She thought that there must be a reason why it was called the Dream Alchemy Technique, maybe it was just that she hadn't cultivated yet.

After waiting for a long time, my eyes were a little sour, but I didn't see any sound.

Xiang Yang prayed, with a depressed and nervous mood, gently stepped forward, and slowly removed the lid of the Dan furnace, and there were four black pills lying quietly inside.

There was no fragrance coming out, if it weren't for the elixir being there, Xiang Yang would have doubted himself. Xiang Yang carefully took out a black pill and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it, there was really no taste, which was no different from the record in the pharmacopoeia.

Without any hesitation, he swallowed it into his abdomen, and after a quarter of an hour, Xiang Yang carefully investigated his own situation, there was really no life, if he closed his eyes and lay there, no one would doubt that he was still alive.

Xiang Yang, who realized it later, sat on the ground and smirked, it was successful, Yang Yu could leave, and he was safe.

Lying on the ground, Xiang Yang didn't care about the cold and dirty ground at all, she had to make a detailed and careful plan for the next thing, it was a matter of life, and there was no room for a little mistake.