Chapter 344: Attacking the Ninth-grade Heavenly Dao Infant-breaking Pill

Under such a terrifying elimination mechanism, a large number of people were eliminated, and only ten people were left in less than an hour.

Among them, Qin Ping was almost at the bottom of his health, and his speed was not as agile as before. He could not dodge many obvious attacks in time.

Seeing that his younger brother was about to die, Chen Yun said lightly: "This Qin Ping and I have some friendship, it is too early to eliminate him now."

"Little fairy, I understand your intention."

The fairy waved her sleeves, and a burst of starlight sprinkled down. Soon Qin Ping found that there were no more thunder and ground spikes where he was standing, and even the storm was bypassing him.

"Ah?"

"Could it be!"

Qin Ping raised his head and looked at Chen Yun in the sky. He knew that it must be his elder brother who was secretly taking care of him, so he saluted in a serious manner. Now he was completely relieved. As long as he stood still, he would not be attacked, so he could smile and watch others being chased by lightning.

When others dodged, they also noticed that Qin Ping was in the thunder storm, but he was calm and watched the show.

I immediately understood what was going on.

It seems that they really have found a big man.

Woo woo woo, think about how they are so mortal that they didn't recognize the immortals and missed such a great opportunity.

It's painful, extremely painful.

The third level ended quickly.

In the end, only two people survived.

One is Chen Yun and the other is Qin Ping.

They ranked first and second respectively.

The main reason is that Chen Yun saw that it was getting late and the secret realm should end. He should also go back to make medicine and prepare for the breakthrough.

Qin Ping wanted to thank him in person, but when he looked up, he found that Chen Yun had already left.

The second level secret realm ended.

The retreat journey officially began.

Ten years passed in a blink of an eye.

The human world has changed a lot, but the secret world is eternal and unchanging.

In front of a cave, purple bamboos are shaded, a small pond flows, and cold smoke curls.

The female fairy in a white dress and short sleeves, with white hair like a waterfall, carrying a food box in her hand, quietly came to the door of the cave, begging the adults to meet her as usual.

However, Chen Yun's answer was the same as it had been more than three thousand days and nights, and he had no time to split himself.

The female fairy looked at the cave sadly, put down the food box silently, and left with some sadness.

Since the adults began to retreat, now ten years have passed, and they have not stepped out of the door.

The female fairy thought that someone would accompany her, but she didn't expect that she was still alone.

Later, she dressed up carefully, changed her hair color, and applied makeup, but it was still useless.

Loneliness erodes people's hearts.

The bigger the secret realm, the emptier the heart, and nothing can fill it.

At this time in the cave.

In the alchemy room, there were bursts of fire, and there was a burst of explosions in the alchemy furnace.

Fortunately, his alchemy furnace was still strong.

It's a pity that the quenching of the pill failed this time.

Ten years without stepping out of the cave door made Chen Yun's face more gloomy.

This is the quality of the Po Ying Dan that he has been trying to improve for ten years, but he has no choice. The quality of the pills that can break through the realm is related to the length of his future path.

He had to be cautious again and again.

In the pill scripture he got before, he got a method of quenching pills, which is to quench the impurities of low-quality pills step by step, and then achieve the effect of high-quality pills.

The specific quenching process is to use another Po Ying Pill to quench the impurities of a Po Ying Pill. If successful, the quality +1, if failed, the quality -1.

Now his quenching success rate is 30%, and the failure rate is 70%.

The principle is very simple, but the requirements are too high, especially the divine consciousness, which requires reaching the Nascent Soul level to increase the quenching success rate.

The divine consciousness at the Golden Pill level is still too weak.

Now, after decades of day and night quenching, he has upgraded a fourth-grade pill to the seventh grade.

It's a pity that he failed just now and fell to the sixth grade again.

It's really fucking.

Chen Yun was furious when he thought about it. He punched the bumpy wall. From the hundreds of holes on the wall, he knew how many times he had failed over the years.

"Hundreds of times!"

"It's hundreds of times!"

Chen Yun took a deep breath and sat on the futon. He looked at the brown pill the size of a thumb in his palm. He could vaguely see the extremely fine impurities inside.

The process of quenching is to remove the impurities.

It's just too difficult.

"This sixth-grade pill is barely a top-grade pill. Why not use the sixth-grade infant-breaking pill to form an infant?"

"After all, if I fail again, I won't even have a top-grade pill."

Chen Yun's eyes suddenly became firm and he stood up suddenly, but he thought about it again. The breakthrough of the Nascent Soul is related to the path of transformation. How can he just fool around with it?

No, no.

This pill must reach the eighth grade before it can be eaten, otherwise it will be very disadvantageous to the future path.

If you don't transform into a god, all living beings will be like straw dogs.

Have you forgotten?

If you don't transform into a god, just seek the Nascent Soul, what's the point?

No, absolutely not.

"Huh."

Chen Yun took a deep breath, swept away all the anxiety in his heart, and when he opened his eyes again, he seemed to have cut off the dust and understood something.

"I was too anxious, too anxious."

"I stayed at the peak for too long, I was eager to break through, eager to sneak into the Taiyi Spirit Realm, so I lost my patience."

"The road to immortality is difficult and bumpy. Now I save one step, and I will use ten thousand steps to pay it back in the future."

"I must refine this broken infant pill to perfection, otherwise I will never form an infant."

Chen Yun made up his mind and continued to study the art of quenching the pill.

Time flies.

For people outside, time goes by day after day, the sun and the moon cycle, and time flies.

For Chen Yun, every day is torture and pain.

He has long lost track of how many days and months have passed.

He only knows that there are tens of thousands of fist holes on the wall.

He only knows that his pills have spent countless sleepless nights in +1-1+1-1-1-1-1-1.......

Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the alchemy room, a middle-aged monk with a long beard slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were dark, as if he had experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes. The deep fatigue was like a black hole vortex, swallowing all light.

"Open."

Chen Yun had no expression on his face, and his heart was calm. He casually struck a spiritual light, and the pill furnace opened, and a pill flew out and fell into his palm.

The reddish-brown pill had eight golden pill patterns on it.

The seventh-level infant-breaking pill, the pill became the eighth grade.

This is already a masterpiece in the eyes of alchemists, but in Chen Yun's eyes, it is still one step away.

Only one step away, it will be perfect.

But this step is too difficult, like a natural chasm that cannot be crossed.

If this step succeeds, it will be fine. If it fails, I don't know how many years I will have to endure.

For a pill, he spent forty years in this world where mortals generally have an average lifespan of only fifty or sixty years.

He spent a mortal's life to refine one pill.

The most important thing is that all the materials in his hands have been used up. There are no seeds and no points.

If he fails, he needs to wait another four or five hundred years for the next secret realm to open.

Chen Yun clenched his fists tightly, his long nails digging into his bones and flesh, looking at the deep fist pits left on the wall. Those were countless sleepless nights. He had refined the eighth-grade pill eight times, but the previous eight times when he was refining the ninth grade, he failed.

At this time, Chen Yun was extremely shaken.

Should he stop here or try again.

After an hour of intense inner struggle, Chen Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and the long-lost firm light filled his eyes again.

"Try again."

"Strive for the ninth-grade Heavenly Dao Infant-breaking Pill."