In the depths of the Bixue Sect, surrounded by mountains, it is relatively hidden, and here the Taishang Elder Wang Xuanming of the Yin and Yang Sect has arranged a powerful high-level phantom array and a defensive array, making the Bixue Sect an iron bucket religion, even if there is a great power of the Returning Sect passing by at this time, he will not be able to detect any clues.

Under a low mountain, there is a stone room here, two medicinal fields in front of the house, green bamboos on both sides, the environment is elegant, and the aura is fragrant, originally this is the retreat place of the elders of the Bixue Sect, but at this time, Zhang and his party and others occupy the magpie's nest, and the strength is indeed different in the world of cultivating immortals.

The Bixue Sect is careless, for fear of annoying these young masters, a careless disaster is coming, anything can happen in the immortal cultivation world, which temperament is perverse, and the high-level ruthless monks who turn their faces faster than turning books will wander in blood at every turn, destroying the door and destroying the clan, thinking about it makes these small sects of the Bixue Sect feel cold.

The stone room was clean, a futon, a row of medicine shelves, a bed, a fist-sized night pearl inlaid on the stone roof, and then there were no other superfluous objects.

Zhang Yixing sat in the stone room, and in front of him was suspended a piece of Dao Origin Crystal, which was slightly larger than a fist, and the crystallization was like a dream, and a trace of essence continued to pour into Zhang Yixing's sea of qi, and the sea of vitality was constantly running.

The Dao Essence is too difficult to refine, and it must take a lot of time to continuously absorb and refine it, Zhang Yixing and the others plan to live in the Bixue Sect for a long time, and everyone will come out to gather every three months to ask Wang Xuanming for his experience in refining.

At this time, Wang Xuanming still did not retreat from the mouse incarnation, and the others stood up and stood on top of a rockery, and Zhang and his party sat below and a few other juniors.

"The Great Dao Crystallization of the Transformation Dao Origin is not something that can be refined overnight, you can store it in the sea of Yuan Qi in your body, constantly warming, absorbing and refining"

Wang Xuanming did not skimp on his own experience, and helped Zhang Yixing and other juniors like a teacher.

The Transformation Dao Essence is divided into four, each the size of a fist.

"This crystallization of the Transformation Dao Heaven and Earth, if it is known to outsiders, it will definitely set off a bloody storm in the immortal cultivation world, so everyone will take it seriously next, and you can't talk about this kind of treasure."

Wang Xuanming was reminding, looking at a few juniors, which reminded him of himself when he was young, how could a teenager not be frivolous, and he was almost killed because of the exposure of treasures.

Zhang and the others said their promises, and everyone separated again and continued to practice in retreat.

The next refining changed, and in the first three months, it was just a powerful and pure Yuan Qi pouring into the Sea of Yuan Qi, but at this time, the Yuan Qi implied that the runes of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth were emerging, although it was very vague, but Zhang Yixing could still sense this subtle law of the Dao.

Although Zhang Yixing's real body is still in retreat and asceticism, in the Taoist realm he captured, Zhang Yixing is living in the red dust, sometimes begging, begging for a lifetime, suffering from the cold and warmth of the world, when he is a noble, a brilliant life, enjoying all the glory and wealth.

The subtle morality of the Tao is indeed convincing, this is to let people walk in the world of red dust, feel the various states of life, and the world is hot and cold.

This is the feeling and collision of the monk's state of mind, the red dust is three thousand, and the various forms are thousands, which is the sublimation of the spirit and the perception of life.

This kind of perception is mysterious and mysterious, just like you don't know when it will rain in the sky, when the seeds on the ground will sprout, the avenue is subtle, and only slowly realize that the Tao is as fine as dust is three thousand.

The Transformation Dao Essence floated and hovered in the Sea of Vitality Qi, and when Zhang Yi looked inward, the golden Sea of Vitality was in the shape of a vortex, and the above of the vortex, the Transformation Dao Essence exuded a strong suction force and was slowly circling.

However, the refining process is extremely rare, and the sea of vitality can only absorb a little bit of the original divine power by turning three hundred and sixty Great Zhou Tian, accompanied by the illusion of life in a real and real world, Zhang and his entourage sometimes distorted, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying and laughing, and those who don't know think that he has lost his mind and gone crazy, and has fallen into evil.

This is the essence of the Tao, the process of life.

Time passed day by day, and the so-called cultivation of immortals has no years, so three years passed quickly.

Bixue Sect, as always, on the rockery of the back mountain, there is an old man, this old man has a peculiar appearance, I saw that his left eyebrow is light red, the right eyebrow is black, the left side of the mustache is black, the right side is light red, his eyes are slightly confused, his hands are sealed, and he can't feel the slightest qi.

After three years of hard work, Wang Xuanming finally recovered his true body, his cultivation was unfathomable, more powerful than before, everything returned to the basics, and now he looks like a strange old man, with white hair and a childish face, but his eyebrows and mustache are very distinctive.

There are a few young people sitting under the rockery, Zhang and his entourage have advanced by leaps and bounds in the past three years, and now they are already at the peak of the middle stage of the Guiyuan Realm, and they can enter the peak of the Guiyuan Realm in just a few days.

The big turtle was originally a peak cultivator of the Guiyuan Realm, and now he is still standing still, the big turtle Wang Ba is very depressed, it is really difficult to break through the Guiyuan Realm, seeing that the opposite bank is the avenue, but the river in the middle is separated by 108,000 miles.

Yu Qingyan is very quiet now, I saw him meditating and forgetting with his hands, this ninth princess of the fish-man clan was destined to be not ordinary as soon as she was born, and she cultivated in the eye of the Yuan Qi for three hundred years in her true state, and returned to the Yuan Realm, there are few in this world.

Now in the late stage of the Guiyuan Realm, as a sea clan, three hundred years is equivalent to thirty years for mortals, you can imagine how good it is, and it is not much better than the demon clan Tianjiao.

"Yes, yes, it is expected to break through Guiyuan within a hundred years" The strange old man Wang Xuanming looked at Zhang and his entourage, as if he saw a piece of jade,

As a chaotic physique, Zhang and his entourage can enter the Guiyuan realm in just a few decades, and as long as they practice diligently, it is not impossible to break through the Guiyuan realm and enter the Guizong realm within a hundred years.

As a major watershed in cultivating the Immortal Realm, the people who have reached this level are all in charge of one side, calling for wind and rain.

At the helm of the major sects, at least they are all returning to the sect realm, and as for the returning sect, they are basically the elders of the Supreme Sect, who usually practice in retreat, unless the holy land is in the realm of life and death.

Therefore, it is said that a powerful level immortal cultivator is the minimum guarantee requirement for walking in the immortal cultivation realm, if he does not encounter the old immortal of the saint realm, he can basically walk sideways in Hongyuan Xing.

"It's time to go back and visit my disciples," said the Taishang Elder of the Yin-Yang Sect, sitting on the rockery, looking at the mountains in the distance.