In the Hanxu Immortal Palace in Taihang Mountain, Yuan Qingwei sat upright on the cloud bed, pinching the seals with his hands, and two rays of cold and mysterious energy flowed around him.

Gradually, a ray of spiritual light rose from the heavenly spirit, spread out, and turned into a ray of rays of light, like a celebratory cloud, floating above Yuan Qingwei's head.

With a sliver of view, Yuan Qingwei's skin reflected was as bright as jade. In a vague way, there was also a treasure light overflowing from Yuan Qingwei's body, but it was a perfect vision that would only appear when the soul was about to form a soul.

"Pure Yang Golden Pill is indeed extraordinary!" Yuan Qingwei slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Although it is recorded in the transcript that the Pure Yang Jindan is a spiritual elixir that proves the Taoist practice during the practice of Pure Yang Zhenren. Yuan Qingwei has always thought that it was just a result of Pure Yang Zhenren's experiment on external alchemy.

But now it seems that this thing is simply a masterpiece of spiritual medicine created by True Man Chunyang imitating himself to create a golden elixir, which must have combined some of the secrets belonging to the Danding Sect.

Speaking of which, although the inner alchemy Taoist method is very similar to the Danding School, there is still a difference between the two.

The inner alchemy Taoist method is specialized in internal refining, while the alchemy Taoist method is divided into two major factions: external alchemy and internal alchemy.

Of course, the inner and outer elixirs of the Danding School themselves belong to a practice system.

The real way to alchemy tripod is to complete its own internal training by using the process of forging external pills again and again.

However, many of the pills refined by the monks of the Danding Sect are specially prepared for a certain stage of state, in order to integrate internally and externally, and to activate past accumulation.

Oftentimes, elixirs are just an introduction. Except for the corresponding people, they are extremely poisonous to 99% of the people.

In contrast, the Pure Yang Golden Pills sacrificed by Chunyang Zhenren may not be as powerful as the Danding Sect in self-breakthrough, but it is more suitable in attracting people to build foundations and assisting disciples to break through the realm.

Just a pure yang golden elixir, which not only allowed Yuan Qingwei to purify and transform the magic power of Rengui water, but also rebelled into Yuanshi's magic power, but also allowed him to successfully establish the Yuanshen.

Of course, the primordial spirit cultivator in Shushan World is not the Yang God, but the soul similar to the sublimation of the soul. It is a little more positive than the Yin God, but it is much worse than the Yang God.

Therefore, although the soul cultivator in Shushan can already be ranked first-class in the Sword Immortal, his realm is only similar to the magician realm and the mage realm.

Yuan Qingwei, who reconciled his magic power, took out a booklet and several magic weapons, which were the inheritance left by the casual cultivators who opened the Yuquan Temple Temple.

The booklet records the Qi Refining Method. In Yuan Qingwei's opinion, it is too rough and the most important thing is that this Qi Refining Method has no core concept at all. The first half is to sit and forget to refine Qi, and the second half is to collect the essence of grass and trees and prolong life.

The magic power cultivated according to this method may have many wonderful uses in the early stages. But the later it will inevitably become more and more complicated, and there is no mystery that Shushan orthodox Xuanmen Taoism directly points to the realm of the celestial immortals.

It is no wonder that the scattered immortals who have practiced for two or three hundred years in Shushan sometimes cannot defeat some of the Xuanmen righteous disciples who have practiced for more than ten years.

Just because the magic power of the two is not the same level, even if the magic power is strong after practicing for two or three hundred years, the magic power is considered to be strong, but when facing the disciples of the Xuanmen, it is like using a wooden knife and an iron knife to chop each other.

Unless the gap is really big, the latter will sooner or later lose to the latter.

However, the magic left by this casual cultivator is still of some significance, including the method of transporting and moving objects, the Li Fire Mantra that generates fire and water, the Kan Water Mantra, the evil talisman that kills evil, and the secret technique of side-door, the secret technique of left-door, and the method of sacrifice and refining several third-rate magic weapons that were copied later.

These things gave Yuan Qingwei a rough impression of the side of Shushan World, and he was able to re-define many low-end spells.

In this way, Yuan Qingwei was practicing slowly in the Hanxu Immortal Palace. Most of the time he was refining qi and refining three flying swords. He also practiced magical powers and sword techniques for a small part of his time. He would occasionally simply cleanse the magic weapons left by the casual cultivator, and his life would be fulfilled.

In this way, time passed day by day, about three months later, Yuan Qingwei suddenly felt someone trying to pull his breath.

His mind moved, and he bounced his fingers, and a ray of water fell down, turning into a round light, suspended in front of Yuan Qingwei.

The scene revealed in the round light is a huge altar. Below the altar are the teenagers who came to Yuquan Temple to take risks.

On the altar is a short and fat Taoist holding a long linen banner, jumping up and down like a great dancer, muttering to the clothes on the altar in front of him.

There were dark red patterns on the surface of the long banner on the short and fat Taoist man's hand. As he danced, strange lights flashed from time to time. It was this strange light that tried to pull Yuan Qingwei's energy.

"I really don't know how to live or die!"

Seeing this scene in front of you, Yuan Qingwei didn't know what was going on.

At the beginning, Yuan Qingwei had just arrived in this world. These young men followed the instigation of the villagers and came to Yuquanguan to investigate. When they attacked Yuan Qingwei, they showed no mercy. Every move was a means to deal with people with disability.

Although Yuan Qingwei did not pursue this, he did not use any gentle means to slightly shake their souls when erasing their memories.

Such injuries will not hurt the foundation. At most, they will get back to have a serious illness and will not be able to go out for a year or two.

But I didn't expect that among these young men, one of whom was the only son of the family. His ancestors had made connections with Buddhism and had always had a good personal relationship with a monk with a successful practice.

Mr. Lin is also knowledgeable. When he saw his son go out, he was depressed when he came back, and he guessed what happened to them on the way.

I hurriedly asked someone to invite the monk to take a look. The monk also had some Taoist practices and was a monk who had experienced tribulations.

Originally, Yuan Qingwei, as a practitioner of Yuanshidao, reached the middle stage of the Earth Immortal Realm in his previous life. In this world, he could be considered a person from the free and easy side.

When I used the methods, even if I was worried that my methods would attract the attention of this Tiandi Tianshi Network, I would use the inefficient ecstasy technique as a cover-up, and it would not be possible for ordinary monks to see through it.

Generally, monks will only think that these teenagers are not lucky enough to encounter monks fighting and are affected.

The monk not only saw it, but also vaguely guessed that Yuan Qingwei's original intention was to teach the old friend a little lesson, which was to comfort him a few words.

But this monk is not very good at speaking, or is too straightforward. Originally, it was enough that these children would fight monks and cultivate for a few days, and prescribe some prescriptions to calm the mind.

But the monk did not do this. He hesitated and comforted Mr. Lin, which made Mr. Lin see something wrong. After several questions, he knew the truth of the matter.

Mr. Lin was immediately frightened and kept begging the monk for help.

The monk knew that Yuan Qingwei had taught the other party a lesson and would not be held accountable, so he kept comforting him.

Mr. Lin had no choice but to go back and find another way.

After a while, Mr. Lin found a left-minded monk who practiced the methods of the side.

This cultivator himself has an average cultivation level, but his magic is quite mysterious. He could not see the inside story at all, and only thought that the young master of the Lin family was affected by the cultivator. He relied on his magical powers to open an altar and prepared to show his holy presence in front of the Lin family members in order to exchange for money.

Yuan Qingwei, who had calculated the causes and consequences clearly, reached out with a move, and a ray of breath was pulled out from the strange light that was trying to extract his aura and pinched it to his fingertips.

With a bent finger, he stopped moving in the round light. The short and fat Taoist who was telling people below opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. Then he looked at the long banner in his hand in surprise and spontaneously burned without fire. He suddenly lost his soul and bowed to him.

In the dark, Yuan Qingwei heard the Taoist's plea and various promises needed. A trace of surprise flashed in Yuan Qingwei's eyes and said in his heart: "The way of contract is actually integrated into the principles of the Tao of heaven and earth. If a god of contract appears in this world, he may be able to achieve the Qingchi status immediately!"

Then, Yuan Qingwei shook his head again. Shushan Tiandi had already set the tone of the prosperity of the immortal way as early as the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. Now the causal network is covered, and there is no soil for the survival of the gods.

If a god really came, he would probably not become the great god of Qingchi, but was directly bound by the causal network, pulled into the numerology, erased his consciousness, and turned into part of the day.
Chapter completed!