Ye An's face was pale at the moment, and his heart was in turmoil.

Counting that it has been nearly thirty-one years since Zhang Ying's soul was put into the urn by herself, I am afraid that the medicinal properties of the soul condensation will hardly have an effect on her soul!

A thick bitterness flooded in my heart, and I didn't expect this to happen.

Lingfan Zhenren seemed to have noticed Ye An's abnormality, and frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

Ye An let out a long sigh and said, "It's just that I suddenly heard about the Soul Condensing Pill, and I was extremely shocked in my heart. He paused, forcibly calmed down in his heart, and said with a curious face,

"I didn't expect that the monk's divine soul would be like this if it didn't enter the Nine Shadows within thirty years, I don't know if it was really thirty years, would the master have ever heard of any way to make the divine soul re-enter reincarnation?"

Lingfan Zhenren pondered for a long time before shaking his head: "At this time, it is the law of heaven and earth, and it cannot be changed by human beings, at least the master has never heard of any way to change this matter, but if it is only about thirty years, maybe the Soul Condensing Pill will still have an effect." ”

Faced with such an ambiguous answer, Ye Anxin was a little disappointed, but soon returned to normal.

The infant monk is old and refined, and the various city governments are quite deep, worried that the other party will be suspicious, and the look of respect on his face immediately appeared: "But then again, the Dan is divided into nine grades, and the master can refine the seven-grade pill to make the disciples admire it to the extreme!"

Lingfan Zhenren smiled slightly, and didn't seem to care about what Ye An said: "When you will come to the realm of the old man, you will naturally be able to refine the seven-grade pill." ”

Ye An had an extremely expectant smile on his face, but he snorted coldly in his heart:

"If Ye doesn't have some means, don't talk about turning into a baby, I'm afraid it's hopeless to Ning Dan in this life!"

The time of the day passed in a blink of an eye.

Ye An meditated in Lingfan's house all night, and when the sky was slightly cool, a sound came from outside the door, and Ye An slowly opened his eyes.

"Disciple Xie Ming greets Uncle Shi!" a clear voice came from outside the door.

"Come in!" Lingfan Zhenren also opened his eyes at this time, and slowly stood up from the futon, Ye An saw this, and hurriedly stood up.

When Xie Ming saw Ye An after entering, his face was quite surprised, obviously he didn't expect to see Ye An here.

Lingfan Zhenren seemed to see Xie Ming's doubts, and said: "Ye An is now a disciple of the old man, and the two of you will watch the ceremony today, and the rest will be talked about later!"

Xie Ming was shocked in his heart, and that day he had concluded from Ye An's divine sense that this son would definitely be appreciated by the sect, but he never expected that he would become a disciple of Lingfan Zhenren.

As an elder whose status is second only to the sect master of the Danbao Sect, Lingfan Zhenren has the impression that he has been in the industry for nearly a thousand years and has never heard of Lingfan Zhenren having an apprentice.

If this son does not die young, his status in the sect in the future is unlimited!

Fortunately, Xie Ming helped Ye An a lot when he started, and the friendship had already been formed at that time, and now it was not so abrupt to talk, he smiled at Ye An and said:

"I never thought that Ye Xiaoyou would have such an opportunity to worship under Uncle Lingfan, it's really gratifying!"

Although Ye An said that he was not more than 100 years old, his experience was quite complicated, he had experienced several sects before and after, and his feelings were already very mellow, knowing that the other party's words were neither humble nor arrogant, he immediately smiled and said:

"Speaking of which, thanks to Uncle Xie's help that day, otherwise the disciple would probably still be just an outer disciple now!"

Lingfan Zhenren suddenly pinched the trick in his hand at this moment, and with a stroke of his hand, a rather huge prohibition instantly enveloped the entire courtyard, and the sound of birdsong, flowers and plants that was faintly visible outside the door came to an abrupt end in an instant.

Xie Ming was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly: "Dare to ask Uncle Shi, could it be that only the disciples and Ye An came to watch the ceremony today?"

Lingfan Zhenren slapped his waist with his big hand, and hundreds of spirit grasses suddenly floated in the air, Ye An looked at them with some curiosity, these spirit grasses are of many kinds, although he asked himself how much he has seen over the years, he only knows half of them.

"Yes, it's just the two of you. Ling Fan Zhenren looked at the bead of spirit grass in front of him carefully, as if he was checking, and said without replying, "Refining pill cultivators must be able to have no distractions, not to mention refining seven-grade pills?

"Okay, don't talk, you two just watch quietly!"

As soon as the words fell, a flash of inspiration appeared in Ling Fanzhen's hand, and he saw a burst of suction at the top of the Dan furnace beside him for no reason, and half of the spirit grass fell into the furnace one by one.

At the same time, Ling Fan Zhenren flicked his fingers slightly, and an extremely hot golden flame suddenly erupted from his mouth, and almost instantly, the temperature of the entire house suddenly more than doubled.

Ye An's eyes shrunk, this fire is powerful at a glance, at least now Ye An's fire is far inferior, could it be that this is the unique infant fire of the infant monk?

And Xie Ming didn't dare to breathe at the moment, he knew a little more about the cognition of the baby, he knew more than Ye An, he had been busy for so many years, wasn't it just to one day be able to break the pill and turn the baby, and add another five thousand to the longevity?

He looked at the infant fire with great envy, but he didn't dare to breathe more than half a minute, for fear of affecting Lingfan Zhenren.

It didn't take long for a crackling sound to come from the furnace, and Lingfan Zhenren's divine consciousness had been paying attention to the changes in the elixir in the Dan furnace, and he didn't dare to relax for half a minute, and suddenly he gasped, and the baby fire instantly withdrew into his body.

Instead, there was a fire duel, although it still seemed to be extraordinary, but it was far from the baby fire.

Lingfan Zhenren waited for a moment, and suddenly let out a clear sigh, and a spirit grass floating in mid-air quickly burrowed into the furnace.

Ye An frowned and looked at it, Lingfan Zhenren was indeed a famous monk in the Danbao Sect, and there was no void under the so-called fame, just because Lingfan Zhenren had a grasp of the heat and the timing of the time, even if he advanced his alchemy technique several times, it would be difficult to match it.

Time passed slowly, and Lingfan Zhenren adjusted the power of the fire under the furnace from time to time, and the spirit grass also drilled into the furnace one by one, and then these boring but eye-opening moments, three days passed unconsciously.

Ye quietly looked at the fainter and fainter flames under the Dan furnace, until it was completely extinguished, Lingfan Zhenren suddenly shouted: "Melt!"

The divine consciousness that belonged to the infant monk suddenly broke out, and Lingfan Zhenren looked at the furnace deadly, sweat gradually secreted from his forehead, and another day passed, and he exhaled a long breath, and said in a somewhat tired tone:

"There are three more hours before the furnace will be opened, and at that time, Xie Ming, you will take the Soul Condensing Pill refined by the old man and go to the Snow Sect in person, and you will definitely hand it over to Venerable Luo Xin in person!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye An's face changed greatly!(To be continued.) )