Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Refining alchemy is a very boring thing, but fortunately Fang Chen has a high tolerance for boredom. As time passes year by year, ten years are here in the blink of an eye.

Fang Chen once again took out five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones in exchange for the next ten years.

Four more years passed, and as the last Xiaoyu Spiritual Pill fell into Fang Chen's hands, almost all the spiritual materials purchased this time were used up, leaving only some extra scraps.

In fourteen years, Fang Chen's storage ring contained a hundred Little Feather Spirit Pills.

But he gained much more than that.

In the past fourteen years, as his spiritual power bottomed out and rebounded again and again, it increased each time. His spiritual power increased by more than 30 to 40% in total. It stopped increasing last month, which shows that he It's reached the bottleneck period.

"Mid-grade spiritual stones are better at breaking through the realm, but Xiaoyu Spiritual Pill is not very helpful in breaking through the realm."

Fang Chen took out two middle-grade spiritual stones, holding one in each hand, and began to try to break through.

The difficulty from the middle to the late stage of the Golden Elixir is much higher than that from the early to the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. As the middle-grade spiritual stones are consumed one by one, Fang Chen's spiritual power always increases slowly.

Each time it was forcibly increased by a little.

In the blink of an eye, another five years have passed. During this period, Fang Chen has consumed more than ninety mid-grade spiritual stones. Just when he thought the cost would exceed one hundred, the spiritual power in his body finally broke through the bottleneck, like a rolling wave pouring into his limbs. .

The sword pill also increased in size after breaking through the realm.

With the experience of breaking through the realm last time, Fang Chen seemed very calm this time and waited quietly for the process to end.

Seven or eight days later, the spiritual power in the body gradually calmed down. At this time, the spiritual power increased several times compared to before.

"The golden elixir is in the late stage. I wonder if a hundred Little Feather Spirit Pills are enough for me to achieve the perfection of the golden elixir..."

A smile appeared on Fang Chen's face. He did not rush to swallow the Feather Spirit Pill, but used the remaining time to stabilize his current state.

The second decade is over.

Fang Chen took out the last five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones and exchanged them for the third decade.

After this time, the reserve of mid-grade spiritual stones in his storage ring has dropped to single digits.

As a Xiaoyu Spiritual Pill entered his abdomen, the effect of the pill immediately turned into a torrent of spiritual power that surged crazily in Fang Chen's body.

Qi, blood and spiritual power began to boil together, and this process lasted for about a month.

Fang Chen quietly felt the state of his body, and his spiritual power increased a bit. The increase was equivalent to the improvement he had received in half a year by constantly consuming his spiritual power.

"Well, compared to the Feather Spirit Pill, the effect is indeed inferior, but it is also much faster than my own cultivation."

After confirming the effect of Xiaoyu Lingdan, Fang Chen began to practice quietly.

As time passed, the Xiaoyu Spiritual Pill continued to decrease. After the last Xiaoyu Spiritual Pill entered his abdomen, the spiritual power in Fang Chen's body had increased by about 20 to 30% compared to when he was just promoted.

"It's not quite the peak yet, but it's almost there, just a little short of the heat."

Fang Chen is quite satisfied with this. Next time he enters the Three Thousand Dao Realm, he can try to break through the bottleneck and advance to the Golden Elixir Great Perfection.

When the time came, he automatically left the Three Thousand Dao Realm and returned to the cave. He spent thirty years inside, but only spent about three days in the outside world.

Fang Chen suddenly noticed something and formed a wall of water to look at the reflection inside.

In three days, he seemed to have suddenly aged five or six years, looking a bit more mature than before.

"It's time to get old..."

Fang Chen had a wry smile on his face.

Just in the realm of three thousand realms, he stayed for sixty years, and he was already over a hundred years old.

As a swordsman in the Golden Core stage, his longevity is only two hundred, which is equivalent to half of his life.

After being promoted to Nascent Soul, two hundred more life spans will be added.

After thinking about it, Fang Chen left the cave and met a Ji Jian Peak disciple on the way. After asking him about the place where Jing Yuehan was being held, he walked there.

Jingyue Hanguan was in the Ice Cave at the foot of Ji Jian Peak. When the Ji Jian Peak disciple mentioned the Ice Cave, there was a look of fear on his face, which could make a sword cultivator fearful, which showed that the place was unusual.

The closer he got to his destination, the more Fang Chen felt that the surrounding air began to become colder, and there were gradually more traces of frost on the ground.

Finally, he came to a cave covered by heavy snow. A group of patrolling monks happened to be passing by. They saw Fang Chen and walked over immediately.

"Junior Brother Fang?"

The leading monk's cultivation was at the Nascent Soul stage, and his eyes fell on Fang Chen with a hint of scrutiny.

"What do you call this senior brother?"

Fang Chen cupped his fists and said.

"My last name is Jing."

Yuan Ying, the leader, said calmly: "Junior Brother Fang, why are you here? The people detained in the Ice Cave are all serious criminals. If nothing happens, please don't approach this place, Junior Brother Fang."

"I heard that Senior Sister Jing Yuehan is locked up inside, can I go in and have a look?"

Fang Chen said.

Everyone looked at each other, and the leading monk frowned and said: "Although there is no rule in Jijian Peak not to visit the Ice Cave, but...if the cold air in the Ice Cave accidentally enters the body, it will damage the foundation. Junior Brother Fang still asks Go back."

not limited?

Fang Chen smiled, hugged his fists and walked straight towards the Ice Cave.

"Senior Brother Jing, it seems that this guy has a good relationship with Junior Sister Jing. At least remember to visit her."

A monk looked at Fang Chen's back and smiled.

The leading monk was silent for a few breaths and sighed softly: "My sister went to Daqian with Junior Sister Yu, and it was the first time she and Junior Brother Fang joined forces that ruined the Blood Spirit Religion's plan for Daqian.

After that time, my sister would mention Junior Brother Fang from time to time when she returned to Sword Sect. I didn't take it to heart at the time. Only later after seeing the battle at Chaoxian Mansion did I understand why my sister never forgot him. "

"But... I heard that Junior Brother Fang is Bai Dan."

Another monk said softly.

"What about Baidan?"

The leading monk smiled, "If it were an ordinary monk, maybe a white pill would be enough to end his path to immortality. But this white pill is in Junior Brother Fang. Based on the way he was sick at the beginning, I think it's just a white pill." It will not hinder his path."

Everyone nodded, feeling that what he said made sense. Junior Brother Fang had too many secrets, and he might have the means to turn decay into something magical.

Entering the Ice Cave, even Fang Chen, who had a fourth-level sword body, felt the biting cold wind without releasing the spiritual barrier.

"Ice Cave... If an ordinary monk is locked up here, when his spiritual power is exhausted, he will have to rely on his physical body to carry it through..."

Fang Chen thought as he walked deeper.

He discovered that this ice cave was a prison, passing through several cells where monks were being imprisoned.

These monks are either using their spiritual power to resist the cold, or they have exhausted their spiritual power and are covered in ice and snow. However, they are not dead, but are working hard to restore their spiritual power.

Every time Fang Chen passed a cell, he would stop and look at it for a while, fearing that he might miss it.

After about a while of drinking tea, Fang Chen stopped in front of a cell door. There was a figure covered in ice and snow inside.

The other party was trying to adjust her breath, but it could be seen from her shaking from time to time that she was very cold.

Fang Chen didn't say anything to disturb him, and waited quietly until the other party recovered some spiritual power and used his spiritual power barrier to melt the ice and snow around him.

"call--"

Jing Yuehan let out a long breath, her cheeks turned red from the cold. At this moment, she noticed a figure standing in front of her and couldn't help but look up.

"It's you?"

Jing Yuehan was stunned.