Time can turn the sea into mulberry fields, let alone mere sorrow? Day by day, complex things occupy more and more energy, and sorrow will also be relieved in the firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Gradually, I got used to the days without that person, my smile returned to my face, my emotions crossed the trough, and my life opened a new chapter.

However, some things are different in the end.

Yin Miaomiao rarely goes down the mountain, and even rarely shows up. The new disciples have hardly heard her name. She has been in seclusion at Haixin Volcano for many years. The special environment there will slow down the flow of spiritual power and the cultivation speed will become

It's very slow, at the same time, because every bit of spiritual power condenses under high pressure, it will be more solid than on land.

During the Qi Refining Period, spiritual power is gas, and during the Foundation Establishment Period, spiritual power is liquid. The so-called elixir is actually a golden elixir that condenses the liquid spiritual power into a solid gold elixir.

The reason why Yin Miaomiao insisted on practicing in Haixin Volcano was to prepare for the formation of pills in advance.

Hard work pays off. Now her dantian is not like a red pond, but like a core magma. In response, the earth fire said: "I miss it! I like it!"

"Thanks to you." Yin Miaomiao praised it. Over the years, it was only possible for the earth fire to provide fire spiritual energy that she could advance normally under the negative state of the extreme Yin body.

Earth Fire does not take credit: "He is still there."

He refers to the dew undeep sleeping in the red lotus. The earth fire burns in the red lotus all year round. After the neighbors have been doing it for a long time, it has a lot of curiosity about the sleeping people inside.

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help but smile: "Yes, there is him."

"Will he wake up?"

"meeting."

Although it may take a long time, Yin Miaomiao never doubts whether he will wake up. It will definitely be, and they will definitely have a period of meeting.

However, before that, she must have a elixir.

Judging from the practice of the cultivation world, those who are under one hundred years old are all geniuses, such as Yun Lan, who was only in his seventies when he formed the elixir. Yin Miaomiao was obviously not listed here. When she cultivated the foundation and prepared the elixir for perfection, she was preparing to form the elixir until she was fully prepared.

, already one hundred and twenty years old.

In other words, about fifty years have passed since Revlon's death.

It has been a century since she left the mortal world.

This time is quite memorable. Yin Miaomiao thought about it for a while and decided to go back to Cuishifeng to try to form a pill.

Ren Wuwei, who heard this news, quickly cleared out a mountain. After all, there were too many buildings on the main peak. If you were not careful, you would waste money to rebuild it. Anyway, there were so many barren mountains on Cuishi Peak, so just find a place to set up a formation.

Just do it.

Especially when Ren Wuwei missed Yun Lian's time, he was very enthusiastic about Yin Miaomiao's elixir, and he wanted to teach him all his experience in elixir.

Yin Miaomiao was very interested in his inner demon, but who knew that Ren Wuwei had just mentioned it: "The inner demon varies from person to person, and there is no fixed number no matter how you break it. You can do it yourself."

Hoho, stingy Bala.

No matter what, she is going to form a pill.

Yin Miaomiao has excellent psychological quality, just like the college entrance examination, and then passes the lists together, and then makes sure that all preparations are ready, and calmly go into seclusion.

The first level of condensation into a pill is a basic question, which tests the physical condition of the monk, including spiritual power accumulation, meridian toughness, flesh and blood tolerance, etc.

If the foundation is solid on weekdays, it will not be difficult to do. Yin Miaomiao's original physique will definitely not be able to withstand it, but it will be different after decades of practicing in Haixin Volcano.

At first she entered the deep sea, she had to use her spiritual power as a protective cover to avoid being crushed into a pool of blood mud by high pressure. Later, she gradually weakened to temper her flesh and blood. When water drips through the stone, the flesh and blood will become tight, the bones will become strong, and the skin can bear it.

A greater force is that it is that it takes a long time, slow effect, and there are not many people who can endure loneliness and boredom.

If Yin Miaomiao was beaten by Jindan Real Person now, he would not have broken bones and internal organs at any time... Forget it, the past is unbearable to look back on, so don't mention it too much.

In short, the first level is not difficult for Yin Miaomiao. As long as she has a stable mentality and sufficient spiritual supplement pill, it is not difficult to achieve with her current physique.

The small circle continues to move, and more and more spiritual power accumulates in the body. The dantian has reached the critical point of saturation, and the excess spiritual power can only spread to the meridians. The density of liquid spiritual power is much higher than that of gas, and solid is better than that of it.

Therefore, condensation into pills means further increasing the density of spiritual power.

However, it is more difficult to do simply. The whole process must be highly focused and the supply of spiritual power must not be interrupted. A second of relaxation may cause the unformed golden elixir to overflow and shatter.

Yin Miaomiao expected such a problem. The extreme Yin body would inevitably absorb spiritual power, so her spiritual power would definitely not be enough in the end. As expected, just as the golden elixir was in its infancy, the spiritual power stored in the meridians disappeared.

Halfway, she hurriedly swallowed the Soul-Replenishing Pill to remedy it.

A large amount of spiritual energy poured in. After walking around the world, slowly entered the dantian. The small inner elixir continued to absorb and gradually became round and full.

It is worth mentioning that there is no fixed number of cultivators' process of condensing into inner alchemy. Especially for cultivators who introduce multiple spiritual powers, they can be condensed into single attributes and combined, or they can find them according to the rules of five elements of birth and restraint from the beginning.

Location...If it is the former, you might get a colorful inner alchemy.

Yes, I have never seen the colorful hair in the cultivation world, and there are many colorful inner elixirs. Of course, Yun Lian is different. The five spiritual powers in his body have never been distinguished, and they condense into the colorless golden elixir.

Yin Miaomiao only has the power of fire, so she only needs to think about how to condense. The general method is to condense the core first, and then accumulate spiritual power with the core. She chose this most public and safest method.

After the nucleus is condensed, the newly added spiritual power condensed very smoothly like a planet revolving around a star.

Half a year later, the last drop of liquid spiritual power was absorbed by the golden elixir and the elixir was formed.

The inner demon is here.

When watching Yun Lan formed a pill, she didn't know the true face of Lushan Mountain. Now she knew it. In the pill, the inner demon will be concrete. It is unknown how it chooses a partner. Perhaps she is the most guilty person and hates the most.

The person who loves the most but cannot be loved... Yin Miaomiao was not too surprised to see the scene in front of him.

Carved beams and painted roofs, flying dragons and phoenixes, bright yellow tents hanging low, and the eunuch guarding outside held his breath and focused.

This is Bailu Palace, the Bailu Palace in the mortal world, where she once lived.

Yin Miaomiao walked straight in, the smell of ambergris penetrated his nose, evoking memories of the past, and walked to the bed, the person in the tent was sleeping deeply. He was old, his hair and eyebrows were all white.

For her, sixty years, she had just traveled between Mozhou, sect, secret realm and Haixin Volcano. It seemed that only six years had passed, but he was about to finish his life.

How cruel is there to practice without years? Yin Miaomiao couldn't help but sigh softly.

Perhaps it was her sighing voice that disturbed him. Zhuo Yu slowly opened his eyes. Under the dim candlelight, he saw a familiar person sitting by the bed, his voice, appearance, smile and appearance were the same as in his memory. No wonder people said, "Zhijun's immortal bones."

There is no cold or heat, but a thousand years of meeting will be as dusk as it is.”

"Your Majesty." She saw it and smiled slightly, "I woke you up?"

Zhuo Yu came back to his senses and thought, oh, it was probably a dream, so he was no longer surprised, and said with a smile: "It's been sixty years, it's the first time you've given me a dream."

Is this a dream? Yin Miaomiao didn't know, so he said, "You are old."

"I'm over 80 years old." Zhuo Yu stretched out his hand to touch her cheeks. His tentacles were delicate, as if they were really her shattered skin. "You are exactly the same as when you left."

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help laughing: "I've gotten a little older, look, there are fine lines under my eyes." When I went to the mortal world, she looked about eighteen or twenty years old, so she should be twenty-seven or twenty years old now.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yu slowly said: "My eyes are dizzy and I can't see them."

Yin Miaomiao smiled and said, "You are still good at coaxing people."

"Ha." Even though Zhuo Yu was old, his face was clear and energetic, and he still had the shadow of the past. "Did you give me a dream? Is it true that you have achieved success in your cultivation?"

Yin Miaomiao said briskly: "It's early, I'm in seclusion and forming pills. If it's done, I've just ascended to the church and I'm still a long way to go before I ascend to immortality."

Is it going to take sixty years to enter the church? How short a mortal's life is. Zhuo Yu held her hand: "So, am I going to die?"

Yin Miaomiao looked at him carefully for a while and smiled and said, "You have not yet reached your life, and you still have ten years to live. It is no problem to live past 100 years."

"Oh?" Zhuo Yu was in a better spirit, "I still have so long? I'm afraid the prince can't wait."

Yin Miaomiao was surprised: "You haven't abdicated yet? You are old."

Zhuo Yu has a good temper: "It's so fast that I'm so fast. I originally wanted to abdicate five years ago, but I didn't expect to discover an uncivilized wild land overseas. Although I have surrendered to my Great Zhou, I am always worried."

Yin Miaomiao leaned over and looked at him: "Okay, what are you doing overseas?"

"You said that the place you are is so far from Penglai." Zhuo Yu was quite calm. "After Jiuzhou was one, I thought about sending someone to find you, and sending a letter."

Yin Miaomiao felt sad, but smiled on her face: "Silly, this is not a world, you can't get there."

"I already know." After a long time, Zhuo Yu has never seen any ups and downs. "I can't find you, and I can educate the barbarians and surrender to the world. It is also a great blessing for me to Monday."

Yin Miaomiao asked deliberately: "Is it a sign of prosperity now that the nine provinces are determined internally and the territory is expanded externally?"

Zhuo Yu laughed: "Do you still remember?" That year, the two of them wandered around the capital and talked about the prosperous scene. She said there were signs of prosperity, but he said it was too early. This situation was vivid.

Who can think that it happened sixty years ago?

"For me, it's just something not long ago." Yin Miaomiao said leisurely, "For Your Majesty, it's probably a change of time."

Zhuo Yu pretended to be angry: "Do you think I have a poor memory when I get old?"

Yin Miaomiao blinked: "It's a death---the emperor is so angry that he has buried a million corpses. It's really a sin."

Zhuo Yu couldn't help laughing: "I think you have a good life, which is much happier than when you stay here."

"I have found my relatives' old friends and lived a good life." Yin Miaomiao's expression became gentle.

Zhuo Yu looked at it for a moment, nodded and said, "Then I'll be relieved."

"What about your majesty? Are you doing well?" she joked, "How many children have you given birth to? How many concubines have you taken?"

Zhuo Yu said slowly: "I am rich all over the world, of course I am living a good life."

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help laughing out loud. This answer was wonderful: As the emperor, this ten thousand miles of country is his confidence. The concubines must love him, and their descendants must be filial. How could they not live well? He saw it thoroughly.

She leaned into hugging him: "If this happens, I can rest assured."

Zhuo Yu had a premonition that she was leaving, so he asked, "I'm afraid there will be no meeting in the future if I part today?"

Yin Miaomiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty will forget me one day, and I will always remember that I will lose more than ever."

"Hehe." Zhuo Yu smiled and said meaningfully: "This is not necessarily the case."

Yin Miaomiao said "Huh": "What does it mean?"

Zhuo Yu patted her back gently: "I won't tell you."

Yin Miaomiao: "Stingy."

Zhuo Yu said: "I have done everything I can for you. I don't understand the practice of Taoism. I just hope that you can seek benevolence and get what you want."

"I will." Yin Miaomiao turned his head and kissed him on the cheek, "Goodbye, Your Majesty."

As soon as the words fell, the scene in front of me disappeared like smoke and clouds.

The author has something to say: Haha, I've jumped in time. After the elixir is formed, Miaomiao's strength will have a leap, and the plot can be unfolded.

Didn't anyone think it was Xiao Zhuo? Looking back at Chapter 17, Xiao Zhuo said, "Life is limited and love is infinite, and flowers often meet on the moonlit night." She was shaken. This was the only time she was shaken on the way to immortality and was within reach.

The path to practice happiness and unknown future.

From the beginning to now, it has been almost sixty years since Xiao Zhuo is in his eighties and is about to finish his life, but the misty road has just begun. If there is no comparison between the fairy path, you will not feel cruel, you can only look back and think about it.

Only when you think about being left in the same place can you better reflect the so-called "no time to cultivate the truth".

Okay, I will write about the inner demon in detail in the next chapter. See you tomorrow~~~

ps: I'm curious about how many comments Xiao Zhuo will make today_(:3∠)_Let me see how many people are in their first love.

pss: Tomorrow's college entrance examination, I wish all candidates a smooth exam~~

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