Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Chen took out the Three Yang Fruit, played with it and threw it back into the storage ring.

This thing is of great use.

At a certain point, it is hard currency, and it is more attractive to monks in the Hedao stage than mid-grade spiritual stones.

Didn't Chu Lan say that the weapon refiner has a very bad temper? With this Three Yang Fruit, even the weapon refiner with a strong temper will be tempted.

"Then let's see if I can successfully form an elixir in ten years."

Not long after, after consuming five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, Fang Chen returned to the Three Thousand Dao Realm.

He took out the magic weapons of General Yuelong and Qin Nie and threw them to Xiao Jian, letting them swallow and digest them. He then began to use the Eight Desolations and Immortal-Suppressing Supreme Sword Sutra and various spells.

For him, exhausting his spiritual power is equivalent to practicing cultivation, and it is even faster than practicing cultivation.

It can increase the proficiency of spells and improve cultivation, which is equivalent to saving twice as much time as others.

Xiao Jian digested it very quickly this time, and it only took a month to completely digest the low-grade Xuan-level magic weapon and the top-grade Huang-level magic weapon.

With it accompanying you to perform the Eight Wastelands Immortal-Suppressing Supreme Sword Sutra, it consumes more spiritual energy, but it also increases your cultivation level faster.

One year has passed in the blink of an eye.

As the spiritual power continues to deplete, recover, improve, deplete, recover, improve, and so on, the spiritual power in Fang Chen's body has gradually become full and will overflow.

He roughly estimated that one year of his practice might be equivalent to someone else's decades or even hundreds of years.

Some time later, when he found that his spiritual power could no longer be improved, he understood that he was at the pinnacle of foundation-building perfection and had to start forming elixirs.

Different from the original foundation building, there is no need to swallow any pills to form an elixir, as long as there is an elixir-forming method corresponding to the skill.

Fang Chen opened the drawer where three thousand Taoist spells were stored, picked up the jade slip and glanced at it, and sure enough he saw the Golden Pill Chapter.

The first step in the Golden Elixir chapter is to teach how to condense the Golden Elixir.

"The golden elixir of three thousand sects is still divided into nine turns? With the golden elixir condensed by three thousand dao methods, nine turns are the ultimate, and one turn is the most ordinary? But according to the description, even the ordinary one-turn golden elixir is stronger than Ordinary golden elixir for ordinary monks..."

Fang Chen sighed in his heart.

The Three Thousand Dao Dharma is indeed the top cultivation technique, and the foundation laid by each step is far beyond that of ordinary monks.

With this skill as the foundation, if one's cultivation reaches a high level, it will be difficult to find an opponent at the same level.

"My qualifications... are at least rank six or above. I might have a chance to hit rank nine..."

Fang Chen muttered to himself and started forming pills for the first time.

He slowly closed his eyes and began to mobilize the majestic spiritual power in his meridians, running through his body in some mysterious route.

The monk's elixir formation is actually a compression process of spiritual power, with the purpose of achieving qualitative change from quantitative change.

The method of forming elixirs is to compress spiritual power. There are many methods, and each one is different. Some are simpler and some are more difficult. Simple methods also mean that the quality of elixirs is generally low.

If you can choose a more difficult method, no one will choose an easy method. After all, this means that whether you can go further in the future is very critical for a monk.

The pill-forming method of the Three Thousand Dao Sect is among the most difficult. Fang Chen must control his spiritual power to travel through a very complicated route.

During the process of traveling, it has begun to continuously compress, and when it finally converges into the Dan Sea, it will become a Dan in one fell swoop.

And it must be stable for three full months, without any external interference or distraction.

Otherwise, the golden elixir formed will collapse and you will have to start all over again.

If there are some flaws in the process and the elixir is barely formed successfully in the end, then the golden elixir may only be transformed into three, two, or even one transformations.

For the first time, it took Fang Chen a full five months to complete the first step and become a pill in the sea of ​​pills.

But in the process of stabilization, those spiritual powers became very violent, like a disobedient child crying constantly.

The whole process was very mentally exhausting, and even Fang Chen was a little overwhelmed. A slight distraction would directly lead to the failure of the previous six months.

"No wonder golden elixirs are so rare."

Fang Chen sighed a little.

His soul is different from ordinary people, and he has the Divine Eyes of Radiation Light, and his control over spiritual power far exceeds those of the same level.

Even so, he couldn't succeed in one go. If he switched to other golden elixirs, perhaps it would be better to use a simple method. If he also planned to condense the nine-turn golden elixir of the three thousand sects, it might take one or two hundred years, or it might not be possible at all. There is no possibility of success.

After reviewing the reasons for his failure, Fang Chen regained his strength and started forming pills for the second time.

The second time, it took another five months to enter the second step. The first time, he only stabilized it for more than ten days and then gave up. This time, he gained experience and did not fail until a month later.

At this point, it has been two years since he entered the Three Thousand Dao Realm.

"There are still eight years left, which should be enough..."

Fang Chen closed his eyes and started forming pills for the third time.

The third time, failed.

The fourth time, failed.

The fifth time, failed.

fail.

fail.

fail.

fail.

Fang Chen couldn't remember how many times he had failed. Now he only needed three months for the first step, and the second step was enough to stabilize the golden elixir until three months later.

It's just that these seven days are like a chasm that can never be crossed. Whenever this time comes, the golden elixir will start to riot crazily, causing it to be unable to stabilize and collapse.

"What went wrong?"

Fang Chen's eyes showed a hint of contemplation.

It has been more than nine years, and he will have to leave the Three Thousand Dao Realm in more than half a year, but he is still stuck in the second stable stage of forming a pill.

It was only seven days, and it was like a roadblock, giving him no chance to get over it.

He had a hunch that as long as there was a little breakthrough, he might be able to achieve the three-month stabilization period in one go.

"Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, you have come here and are seniors in the Taoist sect. Which step do you think I made wrong? Or is it because of my lack of talent that it is so difficult to form pills?"

Fang Chen looked at Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai.

When he found that he kept failing, he called out the two black and white paper figures and asked them to stare at them.

Bystanders know, maybe they can see some clues and use their own experience to help him solve the problem.

The black and white paper figures looked at each other, with a strange look on their stiff faces.

White paper man: "There is absolutely no problem with the prince's talent."

Black paper man: "There is nothing wrong with the prince's background, and his cultivation is indeed high enough."

White Paper Man: "There should be no problems with the technique."

Black Paper Man: "There is no interference from any external factors."

They looked at each other and shook their heads together: "We can't see what's wrong, maybe the prince will try again?"

"Can't you all see what's wrong?"

Fang Chen looked strange.

"Brother..."

Zhou Tianzhijian's voice sounded slowly.