Hearing the words of the dialect, the Purple Spirit of the Hu Dao people knew that the dialect had already made up his mind, and the persuasion of the two of them could not dispel the idea of the dialect, and he had been with the dialect for a long time, and the Zi Ling Hu Dao people, who had lived and died together for an unknown number of times, had a deep understanding of the temperament of the dialect, and at this moment it was said that he would use it if he was sure, and when the time came, I am afraid that he would use it as long as there was a glimmer of opportunity, and the two of them knew that they did not have to think of other ways to help the dialect as much as possible.

Hu Daoren waved his hand and put a wisp of Dao Divine Qi into his hand, and then began to refine and stop speaking, Zi Ling also began to urge the ontology magic weapon and began to refine the pill, he is now in the realm of the same Yuanying Great Perfection, but if you want to reach the Yuanying Great Perfection with real strength, you also need to continue refining the pill, alchemy is cultivation for him, although it is not as direct as devouring other machine spirits and souls, but it is the Great Dao of Heaven, and there will be no hidden dangers.

More than a year has passed in the Celestial Star Secret Realm, and the two distracted monks of the Qiushui Sect still have not shown any traces, and several ancestors of the Heavenly Star Sect have become more and more anxious in their hearts, and even a group of Inner Gate Yuanying Monks have begun to explore various bazaars, auction venues, trade fairs, and other places, but whether they can find those two distracted monks, several ancestors are not sure before.

Fang Yan is still sitting in the secret space, the Ziheng furnace in front of him is flashing, and he is still refining the elixir, but today's situation seems to be a little different, this is the depths of the secret realm of the sect, but the secret space portal where the dialect is located is blocked by a large array, and a little starlight flashes outside Fang Yan's body from time to time, and a power faintly flashes in the starlight, but it is the star burial robe that defends the entire space, and Hu Daoren is sticking to the ontological magic weapon, warning the surroundings.

Fang Yan, who was in the power of the star burial robe, had a calm face, his hands were playing various tricks, urging his true fire Tai Yan Yan, the purple heng furnace in front of him flashed, and the hearth of the Dan furnace was like a toad inhaling and exhaling, drumming one by one, and only when he looked carefully could he find that it was not the Dan furnace that was agitated, but the Dao aura outside the Dan furnace.

As for the Ziheng Furnace Spirit, Zi Ling was hiding in the Ziheng Furnace at the moment, his face was as solemn as the dialect, and he was staring at himself in the Dan Furnace, and several spiritual grass drops were churning in it, scattering and gathering.

Even the previous dialect refining the Hundred Turns Pure Infant Pill did not have such a battle, and the dialect was indeed not refining the Hundred Turns Pure Infant Pill, but refining the long-thinking scum spirit pill, and looking at the current situation, it was clear that it had reached the last moment when it was close to the formation of the Ning Pill, no wonder the dialect was so solemn.

"En?dialect?" Suddenly, the spirit of the two magic weapons made a shouting sound at the same time, and just now, the dialect that had been calm without the slightest fluctuation suddenly paused, and a gray fluctuation suddenly appeared in the Ziheng furnace, which was clearly a precursor to the explosion of the furnace.

The purple spirit who spoke out had already urged the formation of the Ziheng furnace itself, and gathered the spirit grass spirit liquid that was about to burst together, but the purple spirit still needed to control the Dan furnace itself, and for a while he felt extremely strained, and he couldn't control it, just at this moment, the dialect seemed to come back to his senses, and worked together with the purple spirit to urge the exercises, and after a while, the spirit grass and spiritual liquid in the Dan furnace returned to its original state, scattering and gathering, churning up and down.

Fang Yan rarely behaves like this, even when he encounters an enemy who is far stronger than him, he is also very calm, and now is the most critical time to refine the slag spirit pill, he has been preparing for this pill for more than several years, but there is such a strange pause, only a little scum spirit pill has been refined, and after regaining his calm, Zi Ling and Hu Daoren looked at Fang Yan with questions, wanting to know what is going on.

"Nothing, go ahead. Fang Yan said calmly.

Fang Yan's heart is far from being so calm, but like the spirit grass in the Dan furnace like the spiritual liquid churning, since the Qiankun pot, this magic weapon that the dialect does not know so far will rarely take the initiative to move, and the few times it appears are when there is a great power to invade the body meridians of the dialect, and the dialect is at stake.

But just now, when Fang Yan was calmly refining the pill, there was a sudden fluctuation in the Qiankun pot, and the exact fluctuation was the last portal that appeared in the Qiankun pot, and the fluctuation of the Qiankun pot had already surprised Fang Yan's heart, but what suddenly appeared was not only a fluctuation, but also a coldness that flashed almost at the same time as the fluctuation.

Although it was only for an instant, one hundredth, one thousandth, or even one billionth of a billion, and it could even be said that it had dissipated before it appeared, but it knew that it was definitely not illusory, but real, and that coldness flashed out from the unknown void, without emotion, without attention, without contempt, the only thing that had was indifference, and in that moment of billionth of a breath, it swept through every part of his body, even the divine soul.

If it is said that an existence similar to this coldness, the only thing that Fang Yan can think of is the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao that regards all things as dogs, then it is very similar to the indifference and the Heavenly Dao regarding the equality of all living beings, without a little bias, but the dialect knows that it is absolutely impossible to be the Heavenly Dao, and it should be an existence that is beyond his reach, and his own feelings should be similar to the feelings of a mortal when facing a Yuan Infant Great Perfection or even a distracted monk like himself.

At this moment, it shows that the dialect has refined the aura of many Dao gods like refining the aura of heaven and earth, although the strength of cultivation is still the Great Perfection of Yuanying, but the state of mind of the dialect is not comparable to the Yuanying monk, or even comparable to most distracted monks, it is precisely because of this that the dialect can think about the reason for things so calmly.

Fang Yan didn't know if this fleeting coldness was coming at himself or the Qiankun pot, and he didn't know if it was because the power of the Qiankun pot could make it leave, in short, everything was back to normal now, but Fang Yan didn't dare to be careless, and the feeling of urgency that had been a little lax flashed again in this moment, much more urgent than before.

The dialect with a slightly tense expression didn't explain anything to the Purple Spirit Hudao people, even if he wanted to explain, he didn't know where to explain, but he could only pass on a divine sense to reassure the two subordinates, and then he concentrated and urged the Tai Xuan Flame in his hand to continue the unfinished slag spirit pill refining business.

Fang Yan didn't know that this fluctuation was not only he who had the Qiankun pot to sense the fluctuation, the three Heavenly Star Sect ancestors in the depths of the secret realm of the Heavenly Star Sect, the Battle Emperor Soul Daoist in the Demon Abyss Ridge in the depths of the Ancient Desolate Battlefield, the Bone Emperor who rarely went out in retreat in the City of the Bone Emperor, and the two ancestors in the Baiyuan Sect...... Not to mention these ancestors, it can even be said that in the entire Xuanlan Domain, almost everyone felt this fluctuation.

It's just that it's too short, not everyone can clearly feel those micro-fluctuations, and more people just ignore it as a fleeting illusion, and they don't know what this fluctuation means, only a very small number of people like the existence of several ancestors of the Heavenly Star Sect know that the fluctuation is not a simple fluctuation.

In the Xuanlan Domain, like several ancestors of the Heavenly Star Sect and the Battle Emperor Martial Emperor, many people who have not asked about the world for a long time, unless they enter the Demon Emperor like the Blood Emperor, or the invasion of the Black Demon Realm in the Demon Abyss Ridge, they are all stunned because of this fleeting fluctuation, whether they were in retreat or alchemy before, they immediately stopped the movements in their hands, and then their faces changed in shock.

The alchemy ignoring the Dan furnace, the refining instrument ignoring all kinds of materials, let them be directly destroyed, just in an instant, I don't know how many high-level spiritual materials disappeared, any one is something that many monks in the Xuanlan Domain are rare to see in their lifetime, compared to it, the slag spirit pill refined in dialect is nothing.

It's just that these losses are not on the hearts of the ancestors at the moment, and in the moment when the fluctuations were fleeting, many ancestors whose expressions changed greatly released their divine senses, and scanned the surroundings, even the void did not let go, as if they wanted to find the source of the fluctuation just now, or wanted to find the traces of the fluctuation again.

It was only a moment later that all the Ancestors had withdrawn their respective divine senses, and no matter how they explored, the fluctuation had disappeared, leaving no trace.

The people who had not asked about the world for a long time did not have the calmness of the past, and they all sat cross-legged and thought carefully, and those who were close to them even picked up the communication jade talisman to send a message to the people who were close to them.