Qi Yan, who was lying on the ground, woke up after a deep sleep, and not far from him, Li Chengfeng and Sun Xi had also fallen asleep.

The continuous rush and the daily concentration of all mental and spiritual energy to deal with everything that happened, several people were a little tired.

Qi Yan got up quietly, without alarming Li Chengfeng and Sun Xi, he decided to move forward separately from them for the remaining four days.

He had naturally carried all the burdens because of his age, and the two of them saw him as dependent, knowing that doing so would not do them any good, and would most likely harm them.

The five-year trip to the secret realm is close at hand, and all large and small sects will send disciples to participate, although the place where the cultivation is different and the secret realm is different, but anything can happen in the unpredictable secret realm.

What's more, people's hearts are not ancient, and the heart of guarding against others is indispensable, so it is necessary to exercise Li Chengfeng and Sun Xi's sense of crisis and ability to deal with things alone.

Qi Yan waved his hand and sprinkled a few pieces of protective talisman paper around the two of them, leaving a bamboo dragonfly with his hands behind his back, walking towards the depths of the woods with leisurely steps.

The spiritual energy in the forbidden land is abundant, and you can even see a trace of spiritual energy floating in the air, and all kinds of spiritual grass and spirit trees here grow wildly, but there are not many of them, and most of them are low-level spiritual grasses.

These spirit grasses at his fingertips are exactly what Qi Yan needs now, he wants to master the skills of alchemy as soon as possible, and now everything is ready, just one thing is needed.

A lot of spiritual grass was packed into the ring, and there was a lot of space in the ring, there were several rows of unique purple bamboo racks, and there were a lot of things on it, but the pill given by Su Qingfeng was placed in the highest place.

After Chen Luhai returned to his own cave where he was meditating, he took out an indigo piece of paper, held a white pen in his hand, and dangled his wrist on the paper, dancing rapidly.

After a while, Chen Luhai put away the pen in his hand, took out a jade pillar engraved with a cumbersome pattern and pressed it on the paper, after the pattern was printed on the paper, his finger was a little on the pattern, and the handwriting on the indigo paper flashed with white light, and the pattern disappeared on the paper.

Then Chen Luhai waved his arms, and several magic decisions kept changing in his hands, and the indigo-colored paper turned into a ghost-faced ape the size of an index finger, and the little ghost-faced ape flipped a few times in the air and jumped in the direction of the Water Cloud Sect.

Chen Luhai looked at the direction where the little ghost-faced ape disappeared and was stunned for a moment, Chen Luhai, who retracted his gaze, waved his hand and the stones on the rock wall rumbled down, and the narrow cave was covered, and then Chen Luhai was also covered by falling rubble.

Now Chen Luhai has been completely submerged in the rubble, as if he has become one with the mountain, but a low sigh floated out: "Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, let it be!"

It was getting late, Qi Yan found a big tree that was hugged by five or six people, his body flew up to the canopy lightly, and he threw out a search charm and explored around the tree, but he didn't find any spirit beast breath.

Only then did he settle down, took out the Dan furnace given by Senior Brother Li Xiaochi, held it in his palm and thought about the precautions for alchemy, and then took out the Yiying Spirit Grass for refining the Violent Pill.

The pitch-black palm big Dan furnace looks small and exquisite, but it is actually very heavy, the fingers knock on the furnace wall, making a buzzing sound, lift the lid of the furnace, the inside is as dark as the outside, but the palm-sized Dan furnace is like a bottomless pit inside.

It seems that this Dan furnace is not an ordinary Dan furnace, this kind of treasure that is not ordinary is given away, and Qi Yan's gratitude to Senior Brother Li Xiaochi is doubled.

The spirit grass was put into the Dan furnace in order, and the palms of the two hands were attached to the furnace wall, urging the spiritual energy to the furnace wall, refining the spirit grass inside little by little.

After continuously urging for more than a quarter of an hour, the small Dan furnace did not respond, all the aura was like a small pebble that strayed into the sea, unable to stir up a little wave, and he warned himself over and over again in his heart not to be anxious.

Alchemy is like practice, avoid impatience and impatience, like a gurgling stream, to flow for a long time, Qi Yan took a few deep breaths, and continued to urge the infusion of spiritual energy into the Dan furnace.

A steady stream of spiritual energy continued to be sent into the Dan furnace, the taste of the spirit grass mixture was fresh and fragrant, Qi Yan's heart gradually calmed down, and after a while, wisps of white gas rose on the Dan furnace, and the furnace wall was also a little hot.

The Dan furnace finally reacted, Qi Yan was overjoyed in his heart, the corners of his mouth were also curled, and his hands were even more non-stop, speeding up the operation of the aura, and there was a crackling sound in the Dan furnace, like the sound of water flowing later.

The sky is full of stars, and the white gas overflowing around the Dan furnace in the darkness is misty in the air, and the longer the time, the more the white gas rises, just like a pot of boiling hot water, and the white gas is tumbling.

Don't look at the Dan furnace is not big, but it consumes a lot of spiritual energy, Qi Yan secretly calculated the time in his heart, it has been about an hour now, and the spiritual grass in the furnace has only been refined, and I don't know how long it will take to refine it into an elixir.

Wei Changfeng, who was standing at the top of the Swallowing Cloud Peak in the Water Cloud Sect, felt that something was coming straight towards him, and as soon as his sharp eyes turned, he saw the black ghost-faced ape with his fingers jumping and jumping towards him.

The sharp gaze was retracted, his eyes were full of surprise, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he received a letter from Uncle Hai, about a hundred or two hundred years!

When the little black ghost-faced ape ran in front of Wei Changfeng, "Roar!" The black ghost-faced ape let out a low roar, and then its body shook, and the ghost-faced ape turned into a piece of indigo paper that was folded cumbersomely.

Wei Changfeng, who was holding the paper in his hand, looked at the paper in his hand, and after a little thought, he flew into the air, and went straight to Feng Chuyu's Yunxi Peak.

As soon as he stepped into Yunxi Peak, Wei Changfeng was almost lifted to the ground by the overwhelming smell of wine, and as far as the eye could see, the huge Yunxi Peak could be seen everywhere with huge wine jars, and the slightly smaller wine jars were piled up at the foot of the mountain.

"Little Five, come on, Uncle Hai has a letter!" Wei Changfeng's voice with aura floated through the mountains, and it was difficult to hide his excitement in his voice.

At this time, Feng Chuyu, who was cultivating on the slow platform in the shade of Yunxi Peak, heard the shout of the senior brother in charge, shook his long flowing hair, and hooked the corner of his mouth to reveal a smile that was not obvious.

"Senior Brother Lao, wait a while, there are still two styles to finish!" Feng Chuyu also shouted, and he raised his head and drank a few sips of wine, but the other hand holding the sword did not stop.

The wine jar flicked, and the impact on the rock made a crisp sound, and the tip of the sword pointed forward, and the layers of fierce sword qi were like a huge circle of light waves, and the place passed was in a mess.

Wei Changfeng, who followed the voice, happened to see the last form, looking at the leaves and debris falling in the air, Wei Changfeng showed a smile of relief on his face.

The fluttering sharp sword qi blew Wei Changfeng's hair bun and beard, but he didn't care at all, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand kept stroking the beard on his chest, "Xiao Wu's cultivation has grown a lot, I can't imagine that your Drunken Immortal Sword Technique has been greatly accomplished, Master He will definitely be very relieved if he is still there!"