1180: C1180 Stealing Dan

C1180 Stealing Dan

Although the protective array looked intact, as the ones in control of the Star Cliff, Mo Ya and Chi Xing still checked the entire array thoroughly the moment the collision occurred. Only when they found that there were no damage to the array base did they relax, and some of the damaged array nodes could recover on their own, and after these array nodes were restored, the small array formation that was originally embedded in the third array formation was automatically removed.

In that secret space, Yang Junshan used 'Silver Sky' to smooth out the ripples in the space. Then, he quickly headed towards the forest near the entrance of the secret space. No one knew if he was mistaken, but as he was walking, he slowly sank underground. Following the fog in the forest, there was no trace of him left behind.

At the same time, in a small wooden house on the other side of the secret realm, because the refining of the Spirit Pill had reached a critical juncture, Daoist Mao Ding was actually somewhat enraged. At the same time, in a small wooden house on the other side of the secret realm, because the refining of the Spirit Pill had reached a critical juncture, Daoist Mao Ding was actually somewhat enraged.

Pill refining was not an easy task, especially when it came to refining top grade dao pills. Not to mention the fact that he had been refining for years, there was no room for carelessness in the process, especially when the cauldron was about to be filled with dao pills. If he lost because of an unnecessary accident, even if the pill did not belong to him, he would not have allowed his two years of hard work to go to waste.

Thus, after stabilizing the high-grade treasure pill furnace in front of him, Daoist Mao Ding immediately took a look through the secret realm's space in order to prevent any damage to the secret realm itself from the earlier upheaval.

He asked Mo Ya and Chi Xing what had just happened, and such a violent disturbance almost caused a strange change in space. If it wasn't for his timely reaction, he would have almost thrown away all his previous efforts. His words naturally exaggerated the danger just now, but the result was that everything would have returned to its previous peaceful state.

The two of them naturally had to explain carefully before asking about the progress of the refining of the Astral Core. Only after asking Daoist Mao Ding for some words of advice that would calm them down and promising him that nothing like this would happen again did the exchange come to an end.

Yang Junshan, who had been hiding in the underground forest and building a simple and practical array formation, did not know about the content of the communication between the two parties. Yang Junshan, who had been observing the entrance of the secret realm for a long time, knew that no one was coming in or out, thus he did not arouse the suspicion of Mo Ya and Chi Xing.

The reason why he had to hide underground after constructing the Concealment Formation was to reduce the aura of the spirit mirror to its lowest level. At the moment, Yang Junshan's internal organs had already attained perfection, and his fleshly body had already entered the eighth level of the Blood Transformation process, so even after borrowing the power of the earth, his physical body would still be strengthened to a certain extent. Even though the space was small, the quality of this spirit garden was extremely high.

Yang Junshan thought to himself, 'Hopefully everything is still in time, otherwise, I can only knock over that pill furnace and destroy this space pocket dimension. If I can't obtain it, I will definitely disgust that Mo Ya and Chi Xing.'

Why was the Dao of Formation ranked number 1 among all the various arts of cultivation, and why was it that formation masters had the highest standards?

In terms of connotation, it was naturally because the Dao of array formations encompassed everything. Array masters were synonymous with profound knowledge.

And if one looked at it from the outside, array masters were usually synonymous with intelligent, elegant, confident, and happy people who would be able to easily destroy an oar in their conversation. As long as one looked at those array masters who could use a few hundred pieces of a chessboard to denounce them, then they would be able to lay down a massive monster that covered an area of several miles, several tens, or even hundreds of miles, instantly deciding the survival of hundreds of thousands of existences.

However, compared to array masters, blacksmiths were all smoky and naturally inferior. There were even some who traveled everywhere to refine a high quality magic treasure, causing them to be unable to rest for many years, and even talking about expending their blood and sweat would not be an exaggeration. After a few mouthfuls of blood and sweat to improve the quality of a magic treasure, it was very normal for it to end up like this.

The higher the grade of the pill, the more difficult it would be to refine it, and the longer it would take for it to take, because during the pill refining process, one would be more sensitive to the control of the fire than weapon crafting, which also meant that the alchemist would have to put all of their energy into the pill refining process from the very beginning, even until the pill furnace was formed. At the same time, it would also allow the alchemist to have a hard time improving his cultivation during the pill refining process, much less have time to cultivate.

After three months, the dense pill fragrance started to fill the entire secret realm, even the underground Yang Junshan could smell this refreshing fragrance. The dao's rhythm pill refinement had already reached its final stage, and the two years of refining the pill day and night had caused Daoist Mao Ding to be extremely exhausted.

Fortunately, he had thought it through in advance. At the same time, in order to obtain the credit of Mo Ya and the Crimson Star brothers, he had chosen to refine pills in this sealed secret space. This way, at the moment the pill was completed, even if the pill was able to escape, it would not be lost. This way, he would no longer have to waste any energy and effort in refining the pill.

Gaining the last bit of energy and true essence, Daoist Mao Ding finally opened the pill furnace and two big pills shining with a purple glow flew out from the furnace. Then, with two streaks of purple light in the air, he flew out of the room. Even though there was a layer of restriction placed around the room by Daoist Mao Ding, it did not obstruct the two purple pills in the slightest, yet Daoist Mao Ding did not do so immediately.

"Hehe, a double life. If this old man had not created such a secret pill technique, how would I have been able to save so much time to raise my cultivation?" "It is a pity that all three of these elixirs have been destroyed in the end. Otherwise, it would be good to save up for a hundred different elixirs."

Daoist Mao Ding smiled complacently. However, he could not help but feel slightly regretful. After that, because his inner true essence was empty, his face became pale, and his expression became extremely tired.

However, he still struggled to stand up and look behind him. On the wooden table behind him, there was a huge flower pot with some sort of spirit plant planted on it, but it was surrounded by a dense array of light barriers, so he couldn't clearly see what was inside. However, on the side of this spirit plant, there was a mass of light that looked like it was bearing fruit.

When Daoist Mao Ding saw the flower pot, or to be more exact, when he saw the spiritual plants within, his originally exhausted expression could not help but reveal a hint of joy. He muttered to himself, "It's a lost fruit, a lost fruit. This old man's method is indeed feasible.

As he spoke to here, Taoist Mao Ding seemed to be unable to contain the joy in his heart. He slowly extended his hand and cut a small hole through the layers of barrier.

During this period of time, Taoist Mao Ding, who was originally exhausted from his pill refinement, seemed to have absorbed some immortal spiritual energy. His entire person seemed to have become more energetic, and his originally pale face turned rosy.

"It really is …"

However, Daoist Mao Ding's expression of enjoyment did not wait for long before his face stiffened due to a sudden cry.

"Who is it? Who took the two dao cores? Could it be that Mo Ya and Chi Xing came in?" How could he not sense the spatial fluctuations that came from the opening of the mystic realm? It seems like Mo Ya and Chi Xing are still suspicious of this old man and are secretly guarding against him! "

Although Daoist Mao Ding was puzzled and unhappy, he didn't think about where the enemies would come from. In truth, he wasn't to blame. Who would've thought that there would be other people hiding within the secret realm at this time?

"Hahahaha, Mo Ya and Chi Xing, you two fellow daoists, you two are unavoidably a bit too impatient. Fortunately, this old man's dao halo pill has not finished its life, and you two have already impatiently appeared.

Daoist Mao Ding laughed heartily as he opened the door of the wooden room, only to be met with a black shadow that came crashing down from above.

Yang Junshan waved his hand and returned the mace to his hand. He looked at the old man whose head was bursting out like a rotten watermelon with disbelief, "A mighty cultivator of the Cloud Realm was killed by him just like that?"1

On both of Yang Junshan's shoulders, the two balls of purple light were bound by the two Primeval Channels surrounding him. Without harming the two purple pills in the slightest, he allowed them to jump up and down.

Yang Junshan slapped his forehead in frustration and said, "Failing to make a plan, a grandmaster of dan beads actually got himself killed just like that. What a waste of a treasure!"

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