Tang Ning arrived at the sect's alchemy room. As soon as she entered the main hall, she was greeted by a disciple on duty: "Uncle Tang, since you are here, do you still want the original alchemy room?"

In the past six months, he has come here to practice alchemy almost every day. Although the disciples on duty have changed several times, they all basically know him.

Tang Ning nodded, and the disciple handed him a jade plaque. The two walked through the hall and walked more than a hundred feet to the end of the corridor.

The disciple turned his left hand, took out a red flagpole, pointed at it, and a red light hit the corridor wall. The stone wall moved to both sides, revealing a foot-wide passage. Tangning walked straight in, and the stone wall immediately closed.

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Walking through the passage of lazuli stone, passing through the hall of flame crystal pillars that lead to the fire veins, you come to an alchemy room, insert the jade tablet into the recess of the stone door, and the stone door swings open.

He walked into it, took out Manxuca and Qingyanhua from the storage bag and placed them on the chopping board. He opened the cabinet on the right, took out Angelicae Sinensis, Polygonatum, Ginseng and other auxiliary medicines and ground them into powder to make pills. He shook the torch to generate

Flame, throw the pill through the left hole, and the flame will burn the pill.

Tang Ning observed carefully. When it was about to disperse, he put in the main medicine of Manxucao and Qingyanhua. He placed his right hand on the right hole and used his spiritual power to turn the fire into fire. With his consciousness, he felt the Danding Neidan Pill and the main medicine.

The medicine changes, and the spiritual force pulls it, making the main medicine powder and pill pills merge into one.

Tang Ning used his spiritual power to draw the powder of the main medicine to penetrate into the pill through the cracked pores on the outside of the pill. The spiritual flames inside the pill cauldron waxed and waned, and under his control, burned around the pill, gradually melting its outer layer.

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When those tiny pinholes gradually disappeared and the main medicine and the elixir merged into one, he put down his right hand and slapped it on the elixir cauldron. An elixir spit out from the dragon's mouth in the cauldron and fell into the wooden box.

He picked up the elixir and looked at it for a while, smiled slightly, and a Wanling elixir was made.

This is the first time he has successfully refined the Wanling Pill. He has tried it more than a hundred times in the past few days but all ended in failure. Either the heat was not controlled well or there was something wrong with the dissolution process. He never expected to refine one today and use it.

He was quite pleased.

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. Once you have a successful experience, the rest will be much easier.

Tang Ning did not rush to continue refining, but closed her eyes and carefully experienced the feeling when refining just now, recalling the balance point between the properties of the medicine, the control of the heat and the dissolution time.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, picked up an elixir on the chopping board, threw it into the cauldron, and continued to refine it.

The day passed in the blink of an eye, and when he walked out of the elixir room again, the sky was already turning pale.

Tang Ning yawned. Refining an elixir requires full concentration. The mind must always pay attention to the changes in the medicinal properties of the elixir in the elixir. During the refining process, spiritual power must be continuously injected to control the heat.

Therefore, the loss of spiritual power and consciousness was not small. After practicing for a whole day, he was already a little sleepy. When he left the main hall, he turned into a escaping light and went straight to the Intelligence Division office. He squinted his eyes and took a rest on the futon on the second floor of the attic.

A while.

At around 12:00, the Communications Section delivered the file submitted by the intelligence station, and the disciples on duty passed it to the second floor of the attic. Tang Ning had noticed him coming, opened her eyes, waited for him to deliver the file, and waved her hand to ask him to leave.

.Opened the seal with the seal and signature, took out the file, and took a look.

One is from the South China Intelligence Station, and the other is from the Central Plains Intelligence Station. The file reports that the local cultivating family is suspected of having liaisons with the Demon Sect. It records in detail the conversations between the children of those big families. It is quite disrespectful to Xuanmen, and to the Demon Sect.

Zong was very yearning for it.

There have been a lot of intelligence reports like this recently, and they are everywhere. Tangning just took one look at it and refused to look at it again. You can't exterminate your family and confiscate your home just because someone made a few comments in private!

He put the dossier in the seal and handed it to the intelligence room. He returned to the cave and patted the spirit beast bag, and the little white snake jumped out.

Tang Ning took out the elixir and swallowed it in one gulp. Then her figure flashed and wandered around in the wine jar.

Tang Ning took out the pearl clam from the storage bag, and the green spiritual power in his body continued to pour into the mother clam until the spiritual power was almost exhausted. He sat down cross-legged and swallowed a pill to restore his spiritual power.

He sat here for most of the day. When his spiritual power was restored, he got up and left the cave to go to the alchemy room.

Life was uneventful in Gujing, and the Demon Sect had no intention of continuing to invade. It was working hard to manage the area in Qinchuan and Longxi. There was peace inside and outside the sect. Tang Ning rushed back and forth to the alchemy room, cave, and office at three o'clock every day.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

On this day, he left the cave and on his way to the alchemy room, he passed by the Zhucui Peak. Looking down, he saw two apes playing in the mountain stream.

A sudden movement occurred in his heart, and for some reason, he felt a very strong and inexplicable throbbing feeling, so he stopped looking at the light, went down to the foot of the mountain, and observed carefully.

The two apes were one big and one small. The little ape was just born, and its hair had not yet fully grown. It was swaying in the mountains while holding on to tree vines, trying hard to keep up with the big ape.

Unfortunately, his skills are immature and his strength is not enough, so he often falls off the vines.

Whenever it fell from the tree vine, the big ape would stop climbing the vine, and several of them would leap to the opposite side of it, shouting, whether it was a scolding or an encouragement.

Finally one time, the little ape fell to the ground again and seemed to have lost his temper. No matter how the big ape shouted, he did not get up and just sat there motionless.

Tang Ning is quite interesting. These animals are similar to humans. A big ape teaches a small monkey climbing skills. Isn't it just like parents teaching their children to walk?

The big ape screamed and danced and gestured, but the little monkey remained indifferent. After a long time, the big ape made a compromise and bowed. The little ape climbed up on its back neatly, wrapping its arms around its waist, and the big monkey jumped up.

, grabbing the tree vines, and swinging in the mountains.

The little monkey squeaked and screamed, very happy.

Tang Ning was so happy that she couldn't help but think that the little monkey was so naughty that it sat on the ground just to lie down on the big monkey and have fun. It was not like a child begging for sweets in a sullen manner.

Seeing them getting further and further away and disappearing, Tang Ning smiled and turned around. Under the remaining light of the setting sun, figures walking with swords came and went in mid-air.

He seemed to have some realization in his heart and was in a daze.

The big ape teaches the young ape the climbing skills in order to survive. If the young monkey does not learn to climb like flying in the mountain forest, not only will it not be able to pick delicious fruits to fill its stomach, but it will also be difficult to avoid the attacks of poisonous snakes and beasts.

That's why the big monkey is so eager to teach it climbing skills, but the little monkey just wants to have fun, lying on the big monkey and enjoying the mountains and forests. But he doesn't know if he doesn't work hard to learn climbing skills, how can he enjoy the mountains and forests in the future?

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If little monkeys are like this, why are humans the same? There are so many monks in the world practicing hard every day and sitting in the mountains and forests. How many of them know what they really want?

If it is about immortality, in this vast world, how many people can achieve immortality? Most monks know that the theory of immortality is illusory, out of reach, and impossible to achieve. Why do they have to practice for decades every day? In fact, most of them don't.

They are people who just muddle along and go with the flow.

What is the purpose of practicing? Tang Ning asked herself.

He recalled various events in his life. He first entered the sect by chance and got a Duyuan gate sign, and he embarked on the path of spiritual practice in order to find Liu Ruhan.

After decades of hard training, they reunited by chance, only to find out that he was in Taixuanzong, hundreds of millions of miles away. What now? He knew very well that a behemoth like Taixuanzong was so out of reach for a little person like him.

It is impossible to fight against such a powerful existence in a lifetime.

Stepping into Taixuanzong, hehe, it sounds ambitious, but it is just an excuse to deceive himself. He understands that this is impossible.

What is the purpose of his own practice? He seems to have never seriously thought about this question.

His eyes were confused, as if he was in a foggy sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

One picture after another flashed through his mind, and the clouds and mist gradually changed, revealing the pictures in his mind.

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Corpses, broken bones, and mutilated broken arms and limbs littered the mountains and fields. Boys and girls staggered out of the village.

In the dilapidated City God's Temple, a woman with unkempt hair and ragged clothes shook her body slightly and cried silently.

The boy walked out of the door with the girl on his back and looked back at the people in the temple.

In a wealthy restaurant, the child was kicked far away and struggled for a long time, unable to get up.

In a village surrounded by mountains, a group of half-year-old children were in high spirits practicing boxing and kicking.

The red mandarin duck was under the quilt, and its two white bodies were tightly entangled.

In the house with swaying candlelight, two teenagers were confronting each other. One of them strode out of the house and turned around to whisper.

Under the Baizhang Waterfall, the rapids are like arrows. Dozens of young people stand at the bottom of the waterfall, standing still.

I have been sitting in the herb garden for many years, and the clouds are rolling and relaxing.

The white goose died in love in front of Hualong Peak, and I suddenly had an epiphany.

In the herb garden, the man was counting the crystal clear spiritual stones in his storage bag with a smile on his face.

In the dense forest with towering ancient trees, a monster with a face like indigo, hair like pearl sand, and huge mouth and fangs stood holding a trident, grinned, and came to kill with the halberd.

In the inner courtyard of the mansion, the man was standing in front of the court, speaking sternly.

In the deserted mountains and wilderness, bamboo huts stand tall. A man holds a woman in his arms, watching the stars and admiring the moon. The mandarin ducks are under the quilt, and they are touching each other to death.

As the bamboo raft floated down the river, the man let out a loud roar and rode away on the waves.

Within the Jincuifeng cave, spiritual power is like a sea, the inner demons and illusions all appear, and the heaven and earth sublimate in a flash.

During the battle between the mysterious demons, magical powers and spells were unleashed. In the bright sun, a man appeared from the ground, his face as white as paper.

In Feilong Mountain, wailing was everywhere, and the ground was covered with broken limbs and broken arms. A tall and thin man's eyes were red and his eyes were about to burst, and he was yelling curses and curses.

Pictures appeared in front of him one after another, and one by one they were shattered, finally settling on that ruined temple.

The woman with disheveled hair and ragged clothes was crying silently. All around were sick men, women and children. Some were huddled in corners and shivering, while others were moaning softly.

The boy stepped out of the door with the girl on his back, turned around, and glanced at everyone.
Chapter completed!