"Little brother, the birth of high-quality elixirs means that the new elixir you have developed has been successful. It is better to give it a name. Every pharmacist will name the new elixir, and the name of the elixir will be passed down for thousands of years. This is the right and glory of the pharmacist." Zhuge Caizhe said seriously.

"Name?" Lin Tian was slightly stunned. When the old man said this, he felt a sense of ritual in his heart.

After thinking for a while, Lin Tian made a decision: "Purify the inner demon, purify the purity, and return to the true self, it is called the Pure Heart Pill."

"Qingxin Pill, simple and clear, a good name, has another elixir in the world since then." Ling Xuesong said happily, happy for his witness.

"The two seniors have given great help to be refined successfully. I thank you here." Lin Tian bowed seriously, very sincerely.

Whether it is the bronze cauldron, high-quality water source, or the most important medicinal materials, the two did help a lot. Especially Zhuge Caizhe, if it weren't for his red fungus and nameless roots, there would be no Qingxin Dan.

The two old men were a little embarrassed and laughed: "We are already satisfied with witnessing the birth of the new elixir, and the rest is no longer important."

After a long time of communication, the three of them dispersed.

In the room, Lin Tian held the elixir and looked at it carefully, as if he was enjoying a work of art.

"Master, are you enjoying the artwork you created?" Jianling asked strangely.

"No, I'm thinking, should I eat it or chew it." Lin Tian didn't play by the rules at all, and was serious.

After saying that, before Jian Ling could answer, Lin Tian had already thrown the pill into his mouth. He was about to swallow it, but the pill quickly melted.

A strange breath descends from the throat, passes through the Danzhong, Shenque, Qihai Dantian, passes through the perineum, then goes up, travels along the spine, and passes through the pillow, and finally descends slightly to reach the Niwan Palace.

With a slight roar, the evening drum and morning bell sounded in my mind. The sound of bells and drums reached the sky and dispelled any clouds and mist. Lin Tian closed his eyes and felt as if he was on a calm lake, neither sinking nor floating, and the best is like water.

"Xuanwu does not move, gods are immortal, yin and yang cycle, life and death are immortal..." Lin Tian silently recited the mantra of Xuanwu, the magical technique sealed in the imperial jade seal.

If you talk about the animal skin technique to refine the body, then Xuanwu will be the soul refining. If the gods are not dead, the soul will be immortal!

For the first time, Lin Tian felt that his soul seemed to have become an independent individual, in the void space, and every time he moved the Xuanwu Ding Mantra, the feeling became stronger.

A strange aura gathers from all directions and enters the soul. The soul is like a seed, receiving rain and dew, and begins to take root and sprout. This is rebirth and becoming stronger.

Lin Tian was walking in the boundless void, and suddenly, a little light appeared in front of him, like a lighthouse, and Lin Tian walked towards this "lighthouse".

The closer you get, the bigger the light spot. Finally, Lin Tian discovered that it was an aperture, and in the aperture, it was dark that could not be melted, and even the light could not be shined in.

Lin Tian stepped into the aperture with one foot, and the feeling of weightlessness came, and then the sky was spinning. When it stabilized, the darkness had dissipated and a glimmer of light appeared around him.

After squinting his eyes and looking around, Lin Tian found that he seemed to have entered a room where all kinds of strange things were placed, such as porcelain jars, stones, wood, and some things that were hard to say.

Lin Tian frowned and touched a porcelain jar. As soon as his fingertips touched the porcelain jar, a roar suddenly sounded in his head, followed by a severe pain.

"Ah..." Lin Tian hugged his head and yelled softly. The scenes around him disappeared, and the feeling of controlling his body returned.

He opened his eyes, saw the oil lamp on the table, and woke up completely.

"What's going on? My head is about to explode, and what are those things..." Lin Tian knocked on his head, which was still a little dizzy and painful, and said to himself.

"What did the master see?" Jian Ling asked strangely.

Lin Tian recalled and said, "A room, a large room, there are things in the room, bottles, jars, and there seem to be medicinal materials and ores. At first glance, I thought I had arrived at the warehouse of the Zhang family."

"Master, it's not that you fell asleep and dreamed when you were practicing, right? Or a nightmare." Jian Ling said in a low voice. This guy still knew how to whisper, for fear that Lin Tian would be angry.

"It's nonsense. I can tell whether it's a dream or not. The scene is very real. I even touched a porcelain jar, but suddenly my headache was a headache, and all the scenes disappeared, and I was out of meditation." Lin Tian said very surely.

"Will it be that your spiritual power is improved? The spiritual consciousness accidentally breaks into a specific time and space, such as the underworld. The underworld and the human world are two different time and space. The two spaces are definitely not completely isolated, but there are certain space cracks."

"Your consciousness accidentally entered the underworld space through the rift and saw a scene in the underworld. According to my understanding, in your Chinese history, some monks have entered the state of meditation and left their bodies and traveled to the thirty-third level of heaven." Jian Ling said seriously.

Lin Tian glanced at his mouth, very suspicious: "Where did you learn these fallacies? Why do I feel familiar with them?"

"Old man Ling's comic book." Jian Ling admitted it very simply.

"Your uncle, I just said, I seemed to have heard of it somewhere. It turned out to be Senior Ling's comic book, and the theory of comic book was also used to fool me." Lin Tian's terrified temper almost pulled it out and put it on purple flames and roasted it.

The sword spirit seemed to feel Lin Tian’s intention, and was startled, subconsciously shrank, and whispered: “I think it makes sense. The author of the comic book must have read ancient books such as cultivation, otherwise, how could it be written so vividly.”

"What you said is right. Many people have read myths and legends and various classics, but most people regard them as stories, but they don't know that some truth is hidden in myths and legends." Lin Tian agreed with the view of Jian Ling.

"Does the master agree with me?" Jian Ling said in surprise.

Lin Tian closed his eyes and recalled the scene, and then said, "What you said makes sense. My consciousness once accidentally entered the Dantian space, which is where the Taiyin Xuan Qi is. But I can be sure that this time I entered not the Dantian space, but another space."

"Master, after you said this, I remembered that a strange energy fluctuation suddenly occurred just now, but it was too obscure and disappeared very quickly. I didn't care at that time. Now what you said this may be related to your affairs." Jian Ling suddenly said.

"Energy fluctuations?" Lin Tian's heart moved and asked, "Where is the source of the fluctuations?"

The sword spirit is sensitive to energy. If it can find out the source of energy fluctuations, it may have the opportunity to solve the mystery of the consciousness space just now.
Chapter completed!