An Qingli returned to Xiaojing Lake, put up a sign for retreat, and prepared to have a baby.
Winter has passed and spring has come, and the experience of Wuchao Secret Realm has come to an end for the time being.
The situation was not as optimistic as expected, and the number of casualties among disciples actually exceeded previous times.
Rich kids who lack experience are holding them back.
In Li Xiaoman's training team, there was a female cultivator who was too kind-hearted and insisted on saving two seriously injured casual cultivators.
When her companion stopped her, she complained that her companion had no mercy and was not worthy of being a decent disciple.
Different ways don't work together, this is a secret place where people can die at any time!
The team was divided into two, and the hard-hearted person left decisively, not wanting to talk to the innocent person at all.
There were a few people who had good friendships with the female cultivator, but they couldn't get along with each other. Either they wanted to befriend the female cultivator, or they agreed with her, so they stayed.
Li Xiaoman, who stayed as the captain, could not defeat the female cultivator after all, and underestimated the human heart, so he agreed to save the person and left.
As a result, the two men who had just cultivated their kindness wanted to take revenge. As soon as they opened their eyes after being seriously injured, they looked at each other in a tacit understanding, and then they attacked these rich people.
If the vigilance is strong enough, this small group of troops will not be wiped out.
But it happened that the small team left behind, when rescuing people, surrounded the injured in a circle with concern, for fear of missing the exciting moment when the injured opened his eyes.
So this team of inexperienced people was knocked down by a handful of extremely powerful poisonous insect powder. They lost money and lives, and it was too late to regret.
Then these two casual cultivators who succeeded in the sneak attack used the windfall they got from the rich family to kill everyone in the Wuchao Secret Realm.
Captain Li Xiaoman died at the hands of those two casual cultivators, and he never closed his eyes to death.
In addition to Li Xiaoman's small team, there are other teams in various situations.
A team of people accidentally entered the territory of a high-level monster. Their cooperation was so complete that a rich man was so frightened that he froze on the spot.
Seeing that the situation was not good, his companions also ran away. Those who failed to escape became the prey of the monster.
When the monsters here eat, it doesn't matter whether you are a disciple of the Tianyun Sect or a disciple of the Wanjian Sect.
Those disciples who were alone became the target of being hunted again.
The treasures lost by the rich family were taken away by others for the next crazy hunt.
Even not long after the secret realm was opened, some people got a taste of the benefits. Instead of hunting monsters or looking for spiritual plants, they specifically targeted the pampered rich children.
The things belonging to those rich families are a kind of chance, and they are even more valuable than the Nascent Soul stage monsters.
After the Wuchao Secret Realm ended, many white-haired people gave away their black-haired people. Those who insisted on sending their spoiled children into the secret realm, some hugged their heads and cried, and some were so angry that they slapped their ears.
When Ji Xiaopeng got the news of the casualties, he sighed and felt lucky at the same time. Fortunately, he listened to the advice of Uncle Qingli and Master Chu and didn't insist on following.
Otherwise, with his blustering temperament, he might be abandoned by his companions on the first day he enters the secret realm.
He had heard that there were many rich people who were forced by their elders into the experienced team. As a result, the training team could not accommodate those who had no ability and liked to point fingers. Anyway, when they got the chance, they left the rich people behind.
Son, let it fend for itself.
In the secret realm of Wuchao, tragedies are happening every day.
When it comes to tragedy, Ji's family is no exception.
First, his ancestor Ji Lianhao had his Dantian destroyed, so he had no choice but to give up his physical body and was forced to turn into a ghost cultivator.
However, the practice of ghost cultivation in Bianlan Realm is not perfect, and the weak spirit of his ancestor Lian Hao can only cross the river by feeling the stones, taking one step at a time.
There is also his other great-grandmother Ji Mingzhu. Because of her beauty and high status, she was almost taken away by an unrecognizable female cultivator. Although the seizure was unsuccessful, his great-grandmother's soul was extremely damaged. I don't know how long it took.
Only in order to take good care of it.
Fortunately, his great-grandmother was still alive. Several of the disciples of the Ji family who were traveling with her lost their lives in the secret realm.
But while some people lost their lives, others gained a lot.
The disciples who came out alive brought out a lot of good things for refining weapons and elixirs. Treasure Peak, Spiritual Medicine Peak and Thousand Talisman Peak were lively for a long time.
Although it was busy outside, An Qingli remained quiet and patiently stayed in retreat in Xiaojing Lake.
During these days of seclusion, she carefully practiced all the first- to eighth-grade elixirs from beginning to end in her mind.
From the first-grade Qi Condensing Pill, gradually move up to the first-grade Qi Gathering Pill, and then continue up, then to the second-grade elixir, then to the third-grade elixir, and then continue to refine the more complex elixirs, and finally to
Refining elixirs at the eighth level.
There are various types of elixirs, and the elixir levels range from low to high.
What mistakes have been made, what finger tips should be used, what unique insights Master Mu Sheng has, and what shortcomings there are in Master Mu Sheng’s unique insights...
All of this emerged in An Qingli's mind one by one.
The time-consuming and laborious drill was over. An Qingli adjusted his breathing for a moment, and then practiced the drill seriously for the second time from beginning to end.
At the end of each exercise, you can find some shortcomings and some new insights.
In the constant realization, I probably have a deeper admiration for Master Mu Sheng. On the other hand, if I don't regard Master as an omniscient god, Master's handling of certain details is not as good as her as a disciple.
Keep practicing and repeating this way, and you will constantly gain new insights.
This peaceful cycle started over and over again, no matter how many hundred times it was repeated, and finally there was an almost audible sound, and the barrier of the Nascent Soul stage in the body was faintly touched.
An Qingli closed his eyes tightly, and at the same time he felt that the golden elixir in his Dantian was trembling slightly, and there seemed to be signs of fragmentation.
This is a good thing.
Only by breaking the pill can a baby be born.
An Qingli concealed her joy and continued to understand her own alchemy.
In my mind, I repeated the refining of the first-grade pill to the eighth-grade pill several times.
There was silence all around, and An Qingli was gradually immersed in this selfless realization.
I don't know how long it took, but a faint "congratulations" came from the sea of consciousness.
That "congratulations" was very soft, as if it was the voice of Master Bai Yao.
Then there was another "congratulations", and this time I heard it clearly, it was Mu Sheng's voice.
"Congratulations!"
"Congratulations!"
"Congratulations, Grandmaster and Disciple."
An Qingli's body did not move, but in the sea of consciousness, it was an illusion that was too real.
The illusion was too real. An Qingli was so selfless that he didn't know whether it was an illusion or reality.
"Congratulations, nephew Qingli."
Qiu Xuanjing appeared in the illusion, beaming with joy, and said with a smile: "Senior nephew Qingli, your master has ascended to the upper world, and the important task of alchemy in the future will be entrusted to you. How important is your life to the sect?
You should know better. I promise my uncle, the sect master, that I will stay in the sect and never go anywhere. Is that okay?"
The two ancestors Qi Min and Qi Gao also appeared and said with a smile: "Girl Qingli, we are not protecting you for nothing. Remember, Alchemy is your right path, the only right path."