Chapter 345: The elixir has reached the ninth level. Take me to the Chen clan ancestral temple.

The obsession with the ninth-grade Broken Infant Pill was not due to Chen Yun's obsession.

But he knew very well that he had eaten too many low-quality pills in the Golden Core Realm before, which had already buried deep hidden dangers for his path to the God Transformation.

Therefore, if this Broken Infant Pill is not tempered into a perfect treasure pill, I am afraid that the chance of becoming a God Transformation in the future is very small.

If it is the kind of genius who has never eaten a pill since childhood, maybe he can eat a low-quality Broken Infant Pill.

But he can't.

You must know that the gap between the Heavenly Dao Treasure Pill and the non-Heavenly Dao Treasure Pill is too big.

Don't think that there is only a little bit of impurities, the actual effect is very different, and it will also have a profound impact on the future immortal path.

At this moment, Chen Yun has forgotten how many days and months he has been sitting in front of the pill furnace.

The passion in his eyes was instantly numbed by the repetitive mechanical operation of refining pills. He thought that he had been calm for a long time and would not have the slightest fluctuation, but when it came to refining pills, he still couldn't suppress the thousands of distracting thoughts in his heart.

This matter is too important.

The price of failure is too high.

And the process of alchemy cannot be distracted at all.

Several consecutive breaths could not suppress the thousands of distracting thoughts in my mind.

The distracting thoughts and obsessions like nightmares lingered in my mind, like maggots attached to my bones.

Chen Yun's eyes suddenly became sharp and surging.

He immediately cut off one of his fingers.

[Disabled but strong-willed]!

As the power of the entry began to take effect, he immediately swept away distracting thoughts, focused his mind, and calmed his mind.

At this moment, he was as calm as a machine.

He did the ultimate in all the complex and subtle details in the process of alchemy.

Draw water.

Clean the furnace.

Warm the furnace.

Start the fire.

Fusion.

The pill is done!

As the medicinal grade of the pill in the furnace suddenly increased, the terrifying pill fragrance spread.

It's done.

The pill is of the ninth grade, the ultimate perfection, and it is the Heavenly Dao Treasure Pill.

Boom.

The pill cover flew open, and a pill broke through the air, trying to escape, turning into a fist-sized unicorn beast of earthy yellow color, but what awaited him was a pair of huge hands that covered the sky and earth, grabbing it and stuffing it into the pill bottle, sealing it with spiritual power.

The earthy yellow unicorn could only roar unwillingly, unable to escape the fate of being taken by someone.

"It is said that when the seventh-grade or higher treasure pills are formed, they will inspire a touch of spiritual wisdom and turn into spiritual creatures between heaven and earth to escape. Fortunately, I acted very quickly, otherwise my decades of hard training would have been in vain."

Chen Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, with an unprecedentedly relaxed expression, holding the pill bottle and breaking through the door, roaring to the sky, and the sound shook the blue sky.

The female fairy in the secret realm heard the movement, hurried over, and stepped forward to greet and congratulate.

"Congratulations, sir, on refining the Heavenly Dao Treasure Pill!"

As a female fairy, she naturally knew that the value of this ninth-grade seventh-grade infant-breaking pill was priceless.

You should know that this kind of precious pill only exists in the secret realm of level 5 or above.

And it often takes a life-and-death struggle to obtain it.

Every year, countless Jindan masters die in the secret realm of level 5 or 6, and it is difficult to get a Tiandao Poying Pill.

Chen Yun made it with his bare hands, which means he is at least an eighth-level or above alchemist.

As far as he knows, alchemists of this level are the supreme existence in this world.

Basically, they can establish a sect.

Even the Yuanying ancestors have to bow and greet them.

Chen Yun's face was full of breeze, and the trees in the mountains whistled, like thousands of congratulations, and the waves were heard. The clouds in the sky rolled and unrolled, and seemed to be vying to see him.

"Huh!"

Chen Yun took a deep breath and vented the depression and depression of forty years.

Feeling that the heavy burden was unloaded, he could jump to the outside of the nine heavens with a light jump.

"This pill is not easy to get, so why should I be happy? But I still have to thank you. I know you have asked to see me many times, but I really don't have time to split my time."

There is a sense of relief and joy in Chen Yun's voice.

Although he has obtained the Poying Pill, his mind, body, true essence and spirit have not yet reached the ultimate perfection.

He needs to go down the mountain to travel for a few days, nourish his spirit, restore his vitality, and reach the best state to impact the Nascent Soul realm.

"In the next few days, I will travel around the mountains and rivers and visit friends. I may be back in a year or two."

"My lord..."

The fairy watched Chen Yun fly away, and in an instant he reached the extreme space of the sky. Wherever he went, a space vortex appeared. He could come to this secret realm as he wanted and leave as he wanted.

He left the secret realm.

Chen Yun traveled around the mountains and rivers, talked about Zen and Taoism, and visited Qin Ping in Pingjian Sect. He learned that he was now at the second level of Jindan and had become an elder in the sect.

Chen Yun stayed at his home for a few days. Seeing that his family was harmonious, he suddenly thought of Yunmengze.

In the middle of the night, when no one was around, only a candle was left on the table, swaying slightly. Chen Yun blew out the candle, walked out of the house with his hands behind his back, and strolled through the corridors, thinking about his past hundreds of years.

Since my father came to the Chen family to seek a way to survive, and later learned that my father could practice, my family has embarked on the road to immortality, but my father never surpassed the foundation-building realm in his life.

When it came to my generation, I was even far inferior to my father at the beginning.

I only reached the first level of Qi Refining at the age of 30, and was busy with my livelihood every day.

Later, I accidentally awakened the system, and began to use resources to take drugs and practice little by little, and only then did I reach the realm of Golden Elixir Perfection today.

Thinking carefully, this life, every step is like walking on thin ice, one step at a time, and each realm is hard-won. Those past events and old friends appeared one by one in front of me like a passing flower.

Suddenly, Chen Yun stopped. At this moment, his mind, cultivation, and spirit had all reached the peak of perfection.

"You can go back for the final breakthrough, but before that, I want to take another look at Yunmengze."

"Of course, although I can't go back, I have a small account Chen Xiaoyun who can do it for me."

Chen Yun returned to the house, sat cross-legged, and focused his mind. The moment he entered into meditation, his eyebrows trembled, and his consciousness took over Chen Xiaoyun in an instant.

Yunmengze.

Deep in the cave of Wenxianfeng.

Chen Yun suddenly woke up. The seven ancient bronze lamps in the cave were still the ones he left behind. Since he left, none of these things have been changed by anyone.

Chen Yun left the cave, flew through the air for a moment, and came to a huge city with a population of tens of millions. The huge city was dozens of feet high and cast in copper and iron, like a huge monster.

Shenglong City.

The first huge city in Yunmengze, with a population of 37 million. The core main city is inhabited by the Chen clan, with a population of about 5 million.

Since Shenglong City became the first city in Yunmengze, the status of Yunmeng City has dropped to the fifth place, and the other main cities are basically the sphere of influence of the Chen family.

Among them, the three ancient cities in Dayu Mountain are also worth tens of millions.

Shenglong City has sixteen gates, and each gate has eight entrances and exits.

But even so.

Today, people entering Shenglong City lined up in a long queue, from noble cultivators to peddlers, all had to line up and pass through honestly.

Those noble immortals all rode in sedan chairs, and from time to time they opened the curtains of the sedan chairs and looked at the long stream of people impatiently.

Horse and ox carts were also mixed in, moving forward with difficulty, and from time to time they caused a quarrel because of the shit in front of the horses and cows.

"Why are there so many people."

Chen Yun came to the guards under the city gate curiously to find out some information.

As a result, before he opened his mouth, a small soldier guarding the city saw Chen Yun and realized that Chen Yun was a cultivator, so he did not offend too much, but his tone was also very impolite.

"Where did you come from? Don't you know the rules? Go and queue up. Even if you are a Jindan Zhenren, you have to queue up. This is the rule of this city. No one can cut in line."

"Unless you have an invitation letter from the elders of this clan, you may be exempted from queuing."

"Is there?"

While the soldier was speaking, a man with the aura of foundation building slowly put down the cup under the stall next to him and landed in front of Chen Yun with graceful movements, pushing away the soldier just now.

"I am Chen Daoyuan, the city guard. Although you are a foundation building cultivator, you will not have any privileges because of this. A few hundred years ago, foundation building cultivators may have some privileged status, but now, foundation building cultivators are worse than dogs. They are everywhere in Shenglong City, haha."

The cultivator laughed self-deprecatingly.

Chen Yun also saw that the dignified foundation building cultivator was just guarding the city gate. It can be seen that Yunmengze has really developed in the past thousands of years.

There are so many talents.

Chen Yun did not waste any more words. He searched in the storage bag for a while and threw out a sign.

Chen Daoyuan took it with a nonchalant look on his face, but the next second, all the expressions on his face froze. He held the small identity token in both hands, and the token trembled slightly in his palm, as if the token had become alive and could jump out of his palm and jump away.

The other soldiers guarding the city looked at each other in fear.

You have to know that Chen Daoyuan is a legitimate descendant of the 13th generation of the Chen family. The city guards only come to the grassroots to gild themselves. When they reach a certain age and have enough qualifications, they will be transferred away.

How can they be the same as them? They are all monks of other surnames, and they will only be soldiers guarding the city gate until they die.

Who is the monk in green clothes in front of him who may make this descendant of the foundation-building family look like this?

Before they could think about it, Chen Daoyuan knelt in the dust with a plop, his mouth twitching, and he uttered two words with difficulty.

"Old, ancestor!"

Chen Yun cast a glance indifferently.

"Take me to the ancestral temple of the Chen family."