Chapter 588 Zhiyuan Dan

Jing Shuhan stared at him blankly, a trace of red suddenly flashed across her pale face, and she whispered: "Why are you here? This is Tianji Island!"

Her voice was very urgent, and without waiting for Chen Yuan to answer, she suddenly exerted force on her hand, trying to shake off his hand.

But her strength was far inferior to Chen Yuan's, and she was seriously injured and weak at the moment, so how could she break free.

After struggling for a few times, her hands were firmly held in Chen Yuan's hands, and the other hand holding her waist also tightened a little.

Jing Shuhan was embarrassed and anxious, and lowered her head: "Master and Junior Sister are here, let go quickly..."

Chen Yuan didn't care: "Let me see your injuries."

He spread his spiritual sense and probed into Jing Shuhan's body.

Her body was filled with a faint blue aura, wandering around, constantly tearing the meridian barriers.

At the same time, the walls of her meridians were covered with a layer of faint yellow aura, constantly repairing the meridians.

The two kinds of spiritual energy seemed to be two armies facing each other, treating Jing Shuhan's meridians as a battlefield and fighting each other.

But the blue spiritual energy was particularly tenacious. The damage caused by a wisp of blue spiritual energy to the meridians required at least ten wisps of yellow spiritual energy to repair.

And in the constant pulling, Jing Shuhan's meridians had become riddled with holes, torn everywhere, and fragile.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed with cold light: "Is this all done by Ao Li?"

He still had two Yunlu Pills in his hand, which were also effective for the injuries of Yuanying cultivators. After Jindan cultivators took them, no matter how serious the injuries were, they could be completely recovered.

After hearing that Jing Shuhan was seriously injured, Chen Yuan wanted her to take one, but he didn't expect that she was so seriously injured that she couldn't bear the power of Yunlu Pill at all.

After all, Yunlu Pill is a pill for healing Yuanying cultivators. Although the medicinal power is extremely mild, it is still too huge for Jindan cultivators. Jing Shuhan was seriously injured and couldn't refine it.

Jing Shuhan no longer struggled at this moment, and nestled in Chen Yuan's arms, but there was still a hint of uneasiness in his eyes as he looked at Master Ning Su.

She whispered, "That's right. Ao Li didn't care about the face of the demon king at all and wanted to force me to be his concubine."

"Master tried to stop him, but Ao Li suddenly attacked me when he was fighting with Master."

"I tried my best to defend myself, but it was useless. The cold evil entered my body and caused me to be seriously injured..."

Chen Yuan said coldly, "The ninth-level demon king is so mean. I will definitely kill him and avenge you!"

Jing Shuhan's face changed slightly, and he spoke hurriedly, his voice was a little hurried: "Ao Li is very powerful, you are not his opponent..."

Zhen Ningsu laughed sarcastically: "Chen Daoyou is so arrogant, Ao Li is the master of the Blue Dragon lineage."

"Looking at the Ten Thousand Demon Sea, he is only inferior to Kunyang, Ao Mei, Jin Feng, and Kunhai."

"If it was so easy to be killed, the Ten Thousand Demon Sea would not be under the rule of the demon clan now."

After entering the training room, her face has been very ugly.

Chen Yuan dared to touch his disciple in front of her, his master, and totally ignored her. How shameless!

Now she heard Chen Yuan's arrogant words again, and she was even more unhappy and couldn't help but ridicule him.

Master Ningsu was already very dissatisfied with Chen Yuan and Jing Shuhan's private marriage.

Although Liu Ye reported to her after returning to the sect that Chen Yuan was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and his strength was unfathomable, she was skeptical about it.

She also secretly contributed to the death of Ji Laogui, and put all the blame on Chen Yuan, knowing that he was only in the middle stage of the Core Formation.

In just over a hundred years, it was not easy to form a Nascent Soul, so how could he cultivate to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?

In the eyes of Master Ningsu, Chen Yuan was a person who didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was, and boasted.

He used sweet words to deceive Jing Shuhan back then, and now he has used some tricks to deceive Liu Ye. He dared to come to Tianji Island in person to take risks.

Isn't he afraid that his whereabouts will be exposed, causing Tianji Sect and Zhenhai Sect to join forces to eliminate him and leave him dead without a burial place?

If he was not worried that Chen Yuan would spread the truth about Ji Laogui's death, Master Ningsu would have driven him out of Tianji Island long ago.

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the aura of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul slowly dispersed: "Fellow Daoist Ningsu may have forgotten that Kunhai has died in Jueling Island. What is there to fear about Ao Li?"

Zhenren Ningsu's pupils shrank, and he stared at Chen Yuan closely: "You...are you really in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?"

Liu Ye heard this and bowed hurriedly: "How dare a disciple lie in front of the master!"

Jing Shuhan raised his head from Chen Yuan's arms and stared at him in a daze: "Your cultivation...has broken through again?"

Chen Yuan restrained his aura, lowered his head, and said gently: "I'm lucky, I got some opportunities, and my cultivation has improved a step."

"Kunhai and Yuntian both died in my hands. Although Ao Li is strong, he is definitely not my opponent."

"You stay in the cave to rest first, and I will make pills for you to heal your injuries, and then go to seek revenge on Ao Li."

After that, he helped Jing Shuhan and sat down on the jade bed again.

Jing Shuhan nodded gently, and finally a smile appeared on his pale face.

Chen Yuan gently released his right hand that was holding Jing Shuhan's waist, stood up, and bowed to Master Ningsu: "Please prepare an alchemy room for me."

Master Ningsu's eyes were still a little dazed, and she was firmly fixed on Chen Yuan, without any contempt.

She returned the greeting and said seriously: "Fellow Daoist, please follow me."

In the world of immortal cultivation, strength is respected. Since Chen Yuan has shown the cultivation of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, her previous dissatisfaction with Chen Yuan immediately disappeared.

Chen Yuan turned around and gently shook Jing Shuhan's hand, whispering: "I will definitely send the elixir in half a month at least, or one month at most."

Jing Shuhan nodded slightly: "Master has given me the healing elixir, I can still hold on for two months, you don't have to worry."

Chen Yuan felt relieved, turned around and followed Master Ningsu and Liu Ye out of the practice room.

He was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he couldn't stay in Tianji Sect for a long time, otherwise he would have started to refine elixirs in Jing Shuhan's cave.

After leaving the cave, Chen Yuan put on the gold silk hollow mask again to cover his face.

The three of them flew out of the Tianji Mountains along the way they came, but this time, the vague sarcasm on Master Ningsu's face disappeared without a trace.

After leaving the mountain gate, Master Ningsu did not send Chen Yuan back to Yingke Peak, but led him to the Tianji Market, outside a secluded courtyard, and fell into the escape light.

There was a formation guarding the courtyard. Zhenren Ningsu took out a jade token, injected her true essence, opened the formation, and the gate was opened.

She came to her senses and handed the jade token to Chen Yuan with both hands: "This courtyard was bought by me in my early years. No one knows about it. It is the safest. You can make pills here."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly and walked into the courtyard.

The three of them came to the main hall. Zhenren Ningsu took out a jade slip from the mustard ring and several wooden boxes with soul-sealing talismans, and handed them over with both hands.

"This is the recipe and the spiritual herbs needed to make the elixir. Please take a look."

Chen Yuan took the jade slip and probed into it with his spiritual sense. After a quarter of an hour, he withdrew his spiritual sense: "Zhiyuan Pill... If I remember correctly, this kind of elixir needs Zhiyuan grass as the main ingredient."

"But Zhiyuan grass was more common in ancient times, and now it is rarely seen in the world. I didn't expect that Daoyou actually had this kind of spiritual herb in his hand. It really opened my eyes."

"Could the yellow spiritual energy in Shu Han's body that repaired the meridian injuries be transformed from Zhiyuan Pill?"

Zhen Ningsu said: "Yes, a senior in our sect once found a few seeds of Zhiyuan grass from Jueling Island and planted them in the spiritual medicine garden."

"Concubine I spent a lot of effort to get two Zhiyuan grass from the sect. Please ask Senior Brother Li to refine one pill first and let Shu Han take it to heal his wounds. "

"But without the blood and essence of Daoyou, Zhiyuan Pill can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Shu Han's injuries cannot be cured and his realm will fall. "

"Please be careful when refining the pill. If you fail to refine it, I can't take out the third Zhiyuan grass."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Daoyou, don't worry, although Zhiyuan Pill is not easy to refine, it is only as difficult as the initial stage of Yuanying pill. With Chen's alchemy skills, it is not a problem."

Zhiyuan Pill is different from the cultivation pills and Yaoyuan Pills that Chen Yuan had refined before. It is a strange pill.

One furnace of spiritual herbs can only refine one pill, which contains all the medicinal power of a Zhiyuan grass. There is no such thing as a pill success rate.

Zhiyuan grass is just an 800-year-old spiritual herb. It is in this way that its healing effect is comparable to that of Yuanying stage elixirs, but the medicinal power is extremely mild and can be absorbed by Jindan cultivators.

But because of this, the difficulty of refining Zhiyuan Dan is also comparable to that of Yuanying stage elixirs, and only the great master of alchemy can be sure to refine it.

Chen Yuan opened the wooden box and carefully checked every spiritual herb.

Especially the 800-year-old Zhiyuan grass, he scanned it carefully with his spiritual sense, and stopped only after confirming that there were no flaws.

The matter is of great importance. No matter how confident he is in his alchemy skills, he must be fully prepared and must not let this furnace of Zhiyuan Dan go to waste.

Chen Yuan knows several healing elixirs that are no less than Zhiyuan Dan, and he is not short of treasures.

But Jing Shuhan's injury can no longer be delayed, and this time the alchemy must be successful.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put all the spiritual herbs and jade slips into the mustard ring, and said to Master Ningsu: "The spiritual herbs are correct. Chen is going to start refining the elixir. Please go back, fellow Taoist."

Master Ningsu nodded slightly, raised his hand and pointed at Liuye: "I will let my disciple Liuye stay here. If you have anything, just tell me."

Chen Yuan looked at Liuye: "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Liuye bowed hurriedly: "I dare not, I will stay outside the courtyard and will not disturb you from refining the elixir. If you have any instructions, just call me."

Chen Yuan nodded, Master Ningsu did not stay any longer, got up and walked out of the courtyard, and Liuye followed closely.

After the two left, Chen Yuan closed the courtyard door, took out the jade card, opened the formation, and then came to a quiet room, took out the recipe of Zhiyuan Dan, and carefully comprehended it.

An hour later, he slowly opened his eyes, put away the jade slip, took out the spiritual jade pendant that Jing Shuhan gave him, and gently rubbed it.

Chen Yuan stared at the jade pendant in his hand, his eyes originally lingering with a bit of evil spirit. Slowly became peaceful, calmed his mind, and his state of mind was clear.

After a long time, he put away the jade pendant and took out the alchemy furnace and spiritual herbs.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and waved, the lid of the wooden box was lifted, and the Zhiyuan grass slowly flew into the alchemy furnace.

Then he pointed at one point, and the true essence turned into flames, wrapped around the alchemy furnace, and burned fiercely.

In the alchemy furnace, a red color, Zhiyuan grass slowly melted under the true fire, oozing out drops of spiritual liquid.

Chen Yuan slowly closed his eyes and concentrated on refining this furnace of Yuanying early stage elixir, which was not difficult for him.

Half a month later, the curtain covering the courtyard slowly dissipated, the courtyard door slowly opened, and Chen Yuan walked out.

Liu Ye, who had been waiting outside the courtyard, immediately came to greet him.

When Chen Yuan was refining the elixir, she waited in the bamboo forest beside the courtyard, always spreading her spiritual consciousness and paying attention to the movements in the courtyard.

Chen Yuan is a Nascent Soul monk, so he naturally doesn't need his guardian, but letting him stay alone in the market will make him feel unwilling to treat guests.

But if Chen Yuan did not show his mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation in Yueying Peak, it is unknown whether Zhenren Ningsu would still be so polite.

Liu Ye stopped in front of Chen Yuan, and Yingying gave a gift, looking forward to it: "Welcome to the senior, please come out of seclusion. Can you ask if the senior is successful in refining the alchemy?"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly and said warmly: "I would like to ask fellow Taoist Liuye to report to Master Ling. Chen has refined a Zhiyuan Pill."

Liu Ye was overjoyed when he heard this: "Senior, please wait a moment, and I will report to Master now!"

After saying that, she didn't care about the rudeness, and hurriedly bowed, then drove the escape light and flew into the Tianji Mountains.

Chen Yuan didn't care at all, stood with his hands behind his back, waiting outside the courtyard.

This place is extremely secluded, there are no shops nearby, and there are few pedestrians. It took a long time for only two monks to pass by.

Chen Yuan did not show his cultivation, which was no different from a mortal. Many passers-by cultivators did not notice his existence.

Occasionally, if you are very alert, you will always pay attention to the surrounding environment, and just take a curious look at it and then leave.

But there were also a few people who were stunned when they saw Chen Yuan, then quickly looked away, then quietly looked at Chen Yuan's face, with a little surprise and a little doubt in their eyes, and in the end they were often gentle Shake your head and leave quickly.

Chen Yuan's heart moved, and he took out the gold-wire hollow mask from the storage bag, put it on his face, covering his face. After that, the monks passing by here never looked here again.

About two quarters of an hour later, two rays of light fell from the sky, and the figures of Neisu and Liu Ye appeared.

Zhenren Ningsu straightforwardly: "Fellow Taoist has refined Zhiyuan Dan?"

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Fortunately, I have not been humiliated."

Zhenren Ningsu breathed a sigh of relief: "Fellow Taoist, please follow me."

After saying that, she drove the escape light and flew into the Tianji Mountains.

Chen Yuan and Liu Ye followed closely behind and soon flew out of the market and entered the Tianji Sect's protection formation.

Just like before, the disciples of Tianji Sect were very respectful to the real person of Ningsu and took the initiative to avoid giving in to the courtesy.

But they looked at Chen Yuan frequently, obviously very curious about the male cultivator wearing a mask who could actually walk side by side with Zhenren Ningsu.

The three of them kept coming to Yueying Peak, falling off the light and walking into Jing Shuhan's cave.

Real Person Ningsu stopped and called out, Jing Shuhan opened the training room, and the three of them walked in.

Jing Shuhan's face was paler than half a month ago, but the look he looked at Chen Yuan was filled with a smile, which was particularly gentle.

Real person Ningsu sighed and shook his head.

Liu Ye showed a little bit of care on his face: "Jing Junior Sister, how do you feel?"

Jing Shuhan forced a smile, his voice extremely weak: "Senior sister, don't worry, I can still hold on..."

Chen Yuan quickly stepped forward and held her hand, but it seemed as if he was holding a piece of ice, with a biting chill.

The spiritual sense penetrated Jing Shuhan's body. In her meridians, the blue spiritual energy was reduced a little compared to before, but it still filled her entire body.

The four walls of the meridians are covered with layers of white frost, and the fine cold thorns are densely packed, crisscrossing, spreading all the meridians in Jingshuhan's body.

As long as she moves a little and pulls the cold thorn, her meridians will be torn apart, leaving dense wounds, almost heart-wrenching pain.

The blood and energy that repaired the injuries of the meridians was already extremely thin at this moment, and it was repairing the meridians pierced by the cold thorns in vain.

The first Zhiyuan Pill given by Zhenren Ningsu is about to be exhausted.

Chen Yuan did not dare to waste time any more, so he took out the jade bottle and poured out the Zhiyuan Pill.

He held Jing Shuhan's waist with one hand, hugged her in his arms, and put the pill to her mouth with the other: "Take this Zhiyuan Pill, and your injuries will be healed." (End of this chapter)