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Splitting the base is a necessary step in forming a golden elixir.

However, in the eyes of Patriarch Huang Yan, the puppet base was blown up and the person was dead.

The Patriarch didn't care whether he died or not, but why did this damn demonic energy grow more and more?

The base of the foundation-building cultivator is in gaseous form. After it is broken into pieces, the cultivator must integrate his own essence and blood into it and finally form a golden elixir.

The golden elixirs formed by cultivators are different, and the grades are also high and low. Generally speaking, the more round and regular the golden elixir is, and the larger the size, the higher its grade.

When Shi Feng quietly formed the base and conceived the elixir, Patriarch Huang Yan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. His Nascent Soul was taking shape little by little, but his magic power was also continuing to demonize.

He still attributed the reason for the demonization to the Nascent Soul Transformation Technique, and believed that as long as the Nascent Soul was successfully reshaped, the demonization could stop.

The situation was critical, and Patriarch Huang Yan decided to gamble and do his best to reverse the Nascent Soul Transformation Technique and reshape the Nascent Soul.

Time passed little by little, one hour, two hours, three hours...

After five hours, half of the mana in Huang Yan's body had been demonized, and the eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose of the Nascent Soul were faintly visible. Huang Yan took a deep breath, endured the pain of the battle between the two spirits in his body, and condensed the mana essence in the sea of ​​qi.

"It's done!" Huang Yan's Nascent Soul was completely formed, and the little Nascent Soul opened his eyes and stretched his fists and feet.

A smile appeared at the corner of Huang Yan's mouth, but the next moment, his smile immediately solidified. After the Nascent Soul was formed, the demonization of the true qi in his body did not stop at all. On the contrary, because the demonic energy exceeded half, it had the upper hand and was demonized faster.

"No!" Huang Yan let out a shocking roar.

Just as his mind was shocked, his mana went astray, and his Dantian felt sore and numb. The little Nascent Soul that had just condensed suddenly stopped moving, stunned, as if it had been acupunctured.

"Going astray!" A cold thought flooded into Huang Yan's mind.

He tried desperately to activate his Nascent Soul, but not only did he fail to awaken it, but the soreness and numbness spread along his meridians.

At the same time, Shi Feng had begun to form a pill. The broken base mixed with Shi Feng's blood and condensed into a ball, which rolled from a little sand and grew larger. As the ball became thicker, he needed more and more mana.

Huang Yan realized with horror that he was not pouring magic energy into the puppet, but a vortex was generated in the puppet's body, absorbing his magic energy.

When a master is attacked, the first reaction is to defend himself. Huang Yan subconsciously shook his hand and wanted to throw the puppet away.

Unexpectedly, he didn't throw it out, and his hands seemed to be stuck to the puppet.

"What's going on?!" Huang Yan noticed Shi Feng at this time. The puppet under him was full of magic energy, but it was not dead yet.

The breath in his meridians kept flowing, and it seemed to be full of mystery. Damn, his sea of ​​qi was steaming, what was he doing?

Could it be that he was actually forming a pill? Is this person a demon cultivator?

Did I fall into the trap of the Demon Puppet Sect, and the Demon Puppet Sect deliberately let me capture this person? In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Huang Yan's mind.

"Bold thief!" Huang Yan shouted, and sent out palm power, trying to kill Shi Feng alive.

Huang Yan could naturally mobilize spiritual energy, and what he had previously discharged into Shi Feng's body was all demonic energy.

This time, two powerful spiritual energies shot out along his arms like swords, which was Huang Yan's proud magical power "Dan Zhu Divine Finger".

If this finger hit, Shi Feng's dantian, chest and abdomen would be two big holes.

However, Huang Yan's body was originally strong in demons and weak in spirits. This forced withdrawal of spiritual energy made the sea of ​​qi more unbalanced. The Yuanying, which was originally numb and unable to move, suddenly shook, and one ear fell off.

This barely reshaped Nascent Soul actually began to collapse!

Huang Yan's soul flew away and he quickly retracted his strength.

Although Shi Feng didn't know what happened, he was sure that something terrible had happened to the old Taoist, otherwise, how could he be unharmed by the attack of the Nascent Soul Ancestor?

Since the two sides had already torn their faces, how could they still have any scruples, so Shi Feng exhaled and inhaled the true qi, and absorbed the demonic energy from the other party's body.

Huang Yan's true qi was desperately trying to stabilize the Nascent Soul, but the demonic energy in his body had accounted for more than 60%, and the situation was over.

Seeing that the Nascent Soul not only did not reshape, but melted little by little, and the demonic energy in his body was rising steadily, Huang Yan's heart was cold.

If his Nascent Soul was intact, it would have left his body at this moment and abandoned this flesh.

However, because he performed the Nascent Soul Transformation Technique, this last way was actually blocked by himself.

A day passed, and Shi Feng, who was originally lying horizontally, had already sat cross-legged, with his hands hanging on his knees and a calm face. This was the usual action of sitting in meditation for forming a pill.

However, what was strange was that there was an old Taoist sitting opposite him, pressing his head with his left hand and his lower abdomen with his right hand.

The demonic energy in Huang Yan's body flowed along the Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian, along the Zhigou, Huizong, Sanyangluo, Sidu, Tianjing... Jiaosun, Ermen, Erheliao, Sizhukong, and finally injected into Shi Feng's Qihai acupoint from the Waiguan and Guanchong acupoints.

Huang Yan's eyes were full of resentment, just like He Dong, who had been drained of his spiritual energy by him before. And Shi Feng had completely entered into a state of concentration, and his Dan formation was at a critical stage. He turned a deaf ear to the outside world, just like Huang Yan before.

Huang Yan's Yuanying had completely collapsed and turned back into Yuanye, and the remaining 20% ​​of his spiritual energy could only be hidden in Yuanye, struggling to resist the demonic energy that came from all directions.

Another day passed, and the little man of Shi Feng's consciousness in the tortoise's bones had disappeared, and the other half of Shi Feng's consciousness in Qin Bing's mind also left.

In the stone room, the devilish energy was steaming, and Qin Bing and the three demons were all dumbfounded.

The Horned Demon Dragon murmured, "I have seen Niubi's disciples forming pills countless times in the black turtle bones, but I have never seen such a weird one. It seems that the brat is going to succeed."

Bai Hu said, "What does it seem like? You can see that spiritual whirlpools have appeared around him, and the inner elixir of the little stone has been completed. And all his consciousness has left the black turtle bones, and he has returned to the consciousness house to accept the experience of inner demons. ”

Qin Bing smiled and said, "He successfully formed the elixir in three days. It took me almost three months. It's really irritating that people are more powerful than others."

The Horned Demon Dragon turned his head and said, "Look, this girl is smiling now, but she was crying like a mess before..." Qin Bing's face turned slightly red.

"...Your little stone is about to form an elixir, but the ancestor of your sect is about to die, so you are still smiling."

Qin Bing said angrily, "Shi Feng didn't mean to hurt him, he was just protecting himself. On the contrary, he was sanctimonious on the surface, but behind his back he captured a group of disciples to suck the essence and blood. I don't mind such a patriarch."

At this moment, an inner elixir as big as a pigeon egg in Shi Feng's Qi Sea was slowly turning, dark and shiny.

Next to it, there is a red elixir ball the size of a thumb spinning, which is the Yangsui Stone elixir. The two inner elixirs seem to be quite close, and there is no sign of rejection.

The Horned Demon Dragon said with envy, "Little Shitou has actually mastered Water Monkey's Stone Pill Technique to such an extent."

Bai Hu nodded and said, "Thankfully I have this stone pill, otherwise the small stone pill formation would not be so smooth."

This is true. The stone pill plays the role of a reservoir during the entire pill formation process, balancing the mana capacity in the sea of ​​qi. In addition, the stone pill also plays a great role.

Although Shi Feng melted the Yin Fire Beast, the Yin Fire Essence was only refined a little before it reached the peak of the later stage of foundation building, so there was still a large amount of unrefined Yin Fire Essence in his body.

These essences are essentially alien qi, and there is no serious problem if they exist in the dantian on weekdays. However, when the elixir is formed, the entire meridians and consciousness must be reshaped, and this large group of alien qi becomes a disaster.

Because Shi Feng had the Stone Pill, he could easily resolve this problem by hiding this large ball of Yin Fire Essence in the Stone Pill.

Qin Bing asked, "Is he experiencing inner demons now?" Bai Hu said, "Yes, the three flowers between his brows have gathered, and the true energy has reached the end of his body. He should have entered the inner demon trial now."

The Horned Demon Dragon laughed and said, "The old Taoist priest has been practicing all his life, and ended up using his magic power to make a wind furnace. He provided the spiritual whirlpool body to the little stone in vain."

Qin Bing was a little worried, "How long will it take for him to kill the inner demon?"

She had already seen that the ancestor of Huangyan was paralyzed there, his breath was weak, and he might die at any time. If he died, Master Xuan Yi would definitely come after hearing the news, but Shi Feng could not move when he killed the inner demon, and Xuan Yi came over , It’s like catching a turtle in an urn.

Bai Hu understood her worries and shook his head helplessly, "He has fallen into trance now. Even beating gongs and drums can't wake him up. We can only resign ourselves to fate."

Unconsciously, another two days passed, and a long roar suddenly came from the silent stone room. It was loud and full, like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring. The roar lasted for a cup of tea before it stopped.

When the whistling stopped, a figure jumped up high. Unable to restrain itself for a moment, it hit the stone wall above its head and fell down.

After Shi Feng stood still, he was overjoyed, "I, I, have formed a pill?"