Whether Chen Xiangwen can condense Yuan Dan is related to Chen Pingling's plan for the next few decades.

Therefore, Chen Ping sincerely hopes that he will succeed in one fell swoop.

However, when it comes to breakthroughs, no one can be sure. One mistake will often lead to failure.

"Currently, my magic power is not condensed enough. If I forcefully attack the bottleneck, I'm afraid I'm only 30% sure."

Chen Ping frowned and suppressed his impulsive thoughts.

To advance to Yuan Dan, you have to go through the baptism of three thunder tribulations. Once you fail, it is not as simple as a few years of cultivation.

Rather than risking low odds, it is better to lay a stronger foundation.

Moreover, the pressure from outside on the Chen family has not been great in recent years, so there is no need for him to take risks to attack the Yuan Dan realm.

Compared with the calm Haichang Island, the war between the two battlefields centered on the Jinrui Sea has lasted for ten years.

In the previous battle of Yuandan, although Patriarch Fan was severely injured by the combined swords, Jin Zhaoheng's injuries were also serious.

The two men announced their retreat at the same time, and their traces disappeared.

However, Broken Star Sect, led by Gong Lingshan, another ancestor of Yuan Dan, pressed forward step by step, extending its blood-devouring fangs towards Ni Xing Sect.

According to the information gathered by the Enshrining Hall, Nixing Sect has completely retreated to Jinrui Island, relying on the third-level formation to barely hold on.

Over the past few years, the Counter Star Sect has lost fifteen foundation-building monks.

Among them, nearly half were killed by Gong Lingshan herself.

For example, the third elder of the Jin family, Jin Liangji, the former second elder of the Wang family, Wang Fenglian, and others whom Chen Ping met have all died.

Having said that, although Ni Xing Sect's vitality was severely damaged and looked crumbling, not only did the people within the sect not collapse, but they became more united and cohesive.

It is nothing more than the existence of the Dinghai Divine Needle, Jin Zhaoheng.

After he revealed his shocking swordsmanship talent, the cultivators' loyalty to him and to the force rose to an unprecedented level.

As long as Patriarch Jin recovers from his injuries, and then officially enters the realm of the unity of man and sword, or advances to the middle stage of Yuan Dan, Ni Xing Sect's decline will be stopped immediately, and the clarion call for counterattack can even be sounded.

Therefore, it has always been the Broken Star Gate side that is anxious.

Chen Ping knew all about the many games between the two sects, both overt and covert.

The Chen family's current strength is slightly lacking, and he doesn't want to get involved in the dispute between the two sects, otherwise it would be a good idea to join forces with the Broken Star Sect to kill Jin Zhaoheng.

Even if the Chen family's expansion path is tentatively planned to be in the northern sea where Feiyue Island is located, it will inevitably cause friction and entanglements with the nearby Yuandan forces.

Chen Ping was not afraid of the potential of Broken Star Gate, but Jin Zhaoheng was completely different.

This person's swordsmanship made him extremely fearful. Moreover, with his earthly spirit root, the probability of being promoted to the Golden Elixir was not very low.

If the Chen family wants to avoid going the same way as the Broken Star Gate, Jin Zhaoheng must be eliminated.

…

His consciousness passed through the wall, and Chen Ping cast his eyes on several secret rooms around him.

Chen Yiru, Ye Mofan, the ancestors of the Tu family, and Liu Daoxiao were sitting in the same posture as they had been many years ago, breathing evenly, and concentrating on warming the Jianyuan embryo.

It's just that the faces of several people are a bit older, and their fatigue is obvious.

Absorbing spiritual energy and pouring it into the sword element, repeating this boring process for ten years has a profound impact on the spirit, energy and spirit.

If it were a qi-training monk, he would have been unable to hold on long ago and his consciousness would be on the verge of collapse.

During this period, Chen Ping treated everyone equally. No matter who had lazy thoughts, he would give him a blunt warning.

Under his strong suppression, the embryos of the four sword elements of metal, wood, water and fire have exceeded eight inches and are taking shape.

Ye Mofan's cultivation level was the lowest, and the embryos he raised could only reach seven inches.

After thinking gloomily for a moment, Chen Ping took out three high-grade earth spiritual stones from the storage ring.

He had already expected that Ye Mofan would delay the progress, so he ordered the enshrinement hall to search for high-grade earth spiritual stones, intending to add some boost to the earth-attribute Jian Yuan embryo.

Now that the decision was made, Chen Ping did not hesitate too much and sent the three high-grade earth spirit stones that Xue Yun had collected one after another directly to Ye Mofan's retreat.

Then, he turned around and left the stone room and walked out of the hall.

…

The pit of fire.

Along the edge, ten fiery red gourds were placed, about half a foot high.

These gourds have tilted bottoms and raised mouths, aiming at the center of the fire pit, spitting out streaks of brown flames as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

Suddenly, the air within a mile was filled with scorching heat.

The ten gourds are all Zeng Tingxuan's weapon refining magic weapons. They contain second-level spiritual objects Hinayana fire sand, which can temporarily strengthen the power of earth fire.

At this moment, two weapon refiners, Zeng Tingxuan and Yu Yuanliu, controlled five gourds on the left and right respectively. At the smelting position, there was a pool of ancient cyan liquid with a radius of three feet.

"The two guest gentlemen are tired. All the consumption of Hinayana fire sand will be recorded on this elder's head. We will settle the account together after the sword refining is completed."

Chen Ping cupped his fists with a faint smile and said softly.

That ancient cyan liquid is the essence of Qingxuan Iron Essence.

A total of forty-six pounds!

Of course, Chen Ping couldn't worry about such a precious treasure, so these days, he has been supervising every move of Master Zeng Tingxuan.

"The Seventh Elder has seen the outside world. It is true that fire sand is rare, but in terms of value, it is only a few thousand spirit stones."

After injecting a burst of spiritual power into the gourd, Zeng Tingxuan was slightly distracted and said excitedly: "The seventh elder handed over the forging task of the top spiritual sword to Master Zeng, which is the most appropriate reward."

"Iron essence is extremely precious, and dozens of kilograms of it are smelted together. This is a job that Zeng had only dreamed of before."

"If we can create a Taoist weapon based on this, even if it is only of low quality, it will be considered as a fulfillment of Zeng's long-cherished wish in his life."

Chen Ping's expression changed and he said with a smile: "Then I'll leave it to Zeng Keqing."

In fact, he was very clear in his mind. Unless the petiole of the True Yang Wutong leaf was completely fused, the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword should be at the level of a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Fortunately, this sword is his natal magic weapon. It has been nourished by the power of Dantian for many years, so it will be relatively easy to improve it in the future.

Furthermore, with the trunk of the Yuwu Xianhao tree used as a sword box, it is only a matter of time before the Pure Yang Sword is promoted to a Taoist weapon.

"This is the spirit sword shape that Zeng and Yuan Liu have been studying recently. The seventh elder will choose one first?"

With two fingers in the air, Zeng Tingxuan clamped a piece of dark yellow monster skin and handed it to him respectfully.

Opening up the scroll, Chen Ping quickly glanced at it and saw that there were more than ten kinds of spiritual swords engraved on it.

Including the color of the main body, the length of the sword body, the opening size of the blade, etc., there are detailed notes.

"If none of the seven elders are satisfied, please give Zeng a few more days to redraw it."

Seeing Chen Pingping sweep his eyes expressionlessly, Zeng Tingxuan's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly spoke.

"No need to bother."

With his pupils narrowed, Chen Ping pointed to a picture and said calmly: "That's it."

"The Seventh Elder has a discerning eye. This sword looks simple and unpretentious, but it is Yuan Liu's most thoughtful work."

Zeng Tingxuan clapped his hands and said in compliment.

"Thank you for your hard work, Guest Yu. I will give you a generous reward afterwards."

Chen Ping praised with a smile, then took a few steps and stepped into the main hall.

After he left, only Zeng Tingxuan and Yu Yuanliu were left in the pit of earth and fire.

"Master, you clearly made that sword painting, how dare I take the credit for it?"

Yu Yuanliu touched his nose and said in a strange tone.

"Silence!"

Looking in the direction of the main hall, Zeng Tingxuan said with a vigilant face: "Yuan Liu, remember, all the credit for this sword refining belongs to you alone. If the Seventh Elder asks you what reward you need in the future, you have to bite the bullet and get it.

Try to obtain the magical method of Tianluo Zhiyang."

"The Xuanpin Kung Fu that all male cultivators can practice is infinitely better than what Master taught you."

"If you can't get the whole copy, you can take a step back and ask for the fragments that can help you practice to the Yuan Dan Great Perfection state. If the seventh elder still refuses, my teacher got a fourth-level ore by chance in his early years, which is worth ten

There are about 30,000 spiritual stones. When the sword refining is completed, I will give the ore to you and exchange it with the Seventh Elder."

"Your cultivation talent is quite good, but it is a pity that it is still difficult to break through the Yuan Dan. However, if you spread your skills and practice Xuanpin skills again, you can greatly increase your chances of promotion."

As Zeng Tingxuan finished a series of explanations, Yu Yuanliu's expression changed several times, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Master, with your status, it may be much easier than it is for my disciples to propose to the Seventh Elder the magic method of redeeming Tianluo Zhiyang."

"My teacher was once an ally of the Third Elder. When the worship hall was newly built, I disobeyed the Seventh Elder many times under the pretense of seclusion. Although he was polite and did not say anything about it, those unpredictable heroes would definitely treat me.

Somewhat dissatisfied.”

"But you are different. The Seventh Elder presided over your marriage and entrusted you with the descendant of the highest-grade spiritual root in the clan, which proves that in his heart, Yuanliu, you definitely have a certain status."

Zeng Tingxuan slowly shook his head and said sadly: "Master is getting old and has no ambition to practice. I have already planned to resign from the Seventh Elder. I will spend the rest of my life carrying a pot of fine wine to see the great rivers and mountains of the Yuanyan Islands. It is not a waste of time.

field."
To be continued...