The human race and the venerables of the sea race worked together to drive away the Qinggu ray, that is, only the great monks in the late Nascent Soul or the late Demon King knew about this matter as soon as possible.

Not to mention Liang Cheng and Yun Qi, even the ancestor Wang passed the matter through others and learned about it. After Qingguyu left, the Hai tribe withdrew some of its members, controlled the war, and maintained it to an acceptable situation between both sides.

After resting for a day at the Zhengyang Sect's resident, Zhang Shiping flew towards the Alliance Alchemy Mansion on the Qingling Ancient Boat, but he hovered in the air halfway through, flew more than a hundred miles away from Nanxiao City, landed on a hill outside a small fishing village, and found a place. He spent the second half of the hour to arrange the formation, then lit a bronze lamp, sat cross-legged, and three days passed by.

Liang Cheng used the Talisman method to draw all the resentment of the Qingtiox in the Soul-Tugning Blood-Turning Technique to a small part of Zhang Shiping's soul. The injuries after the split were much lesser than those suffered by Zhang Shiping's practice of "The Change of Yuan". Therefore, only three days later, Zhang Shiping's soul was healed.

After his injuries healed, Zhang Shiping hurried to the Alliance Alchemy Mansion and met the Manager Han.

"Do you know that the time for rest is only three days." Zhang Shiping walked for six days in a row, which had exceeded the time for rest. Therefore, when Han Qi saw Zhang Shiping return the token, his face was extremely bad. Zhang Shiping just explained that he encountered some things on the way, which wasted time.

However, Han Qi still frowned and had a cold face.

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After returning to the small yard of alchemy, Zhang Shiping chuckled and looked at the servant who walked out the door. It is said that the King of Hell is a good life, and it is difficult for a little ghost to deal with it. It is normal to lose money and avoid disasters.

He recalled the serious and upright Han Qi just now, and the hint in his tone that when Zhang Shiping handed over the token, he used a few white moon spirit pills into Han Qi's sleeves. The two of them looked at me and I looked at you and laughed a few times.

Han Qi sent Zhang Shiping out in a good voice, and said that if there was something in the future, he would just come and talk to him. Zhang Shiping smiled and said, "It must be."

The two never mentioned Zhang Shiping's overdue period again, as if it had never happened. Zhang Shiping carefully checked the medicinal materials in the storage bag sent by the servant in the yard, and the quality was exactly the same as before.

After resting for a while, Zhang Shiping rose up the formation in the courtyard, returned to the house, and began a seclusion alchemy career.

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Three years passed by.

In the courtyard, Zhang Shiping put his fingers together to form a trick. With a "go" sound, the cooled black stone pill furnace flew into the air. Eight silver-white spiritual pills flew out. Zhang Shiping swept over and grabbed it in his hand. Then he opened the jade box in front of him. The silver-white white moon-ling elixir pill fell into the jade box.

"ah!"

Zhang Shiping stood up, stretched his arms, loosening his waist, which was a little numb. This time he refined the spiritual pill for two months and finished all his share in three months.

At the beginning, Zhang Shiping only had to hand over 270 White Moon Spirit Pills in three months, but one year later, the number of elixirs handed over increased to 450 in the second year, and Zhang Shiping could barely achieve it. Fortunately, in the third year, the share did not increase again. As the rate of the White Moon Spirit Pills in Zhang Shiping's hand increased, he had some left again.

"Huh!" Zhang Shiping was relaxing, but suddenly felt that the formation outside the door was moving and extremely unstable. He put away the jade box, pushed open the wooden house door, and walked into the small yard. There were three dull and dull spirit stones in the wooden pavilion in the yard, but the last one flashed and his spiritual power was still abundant.

The white spiritual mist rolled in the formation in the courtyard, and a fire broke through the formation and flew towards Muting. Zhang Shiping took it and opened his hand. Looking at the blue jade slip in his hand, after exploring his spiritual sense, Zhang Shiping's originally lazy blue became extremely strange.

In the past three years, he has been devoted to refining elixirs in the Alliance Alchemy Mansion in Nanxiao City, over and over again. Perhaps due to his talent, he now sometimes makes eight or nine pills in one furnace, but sometimes fails in the alchemy, but there are not many such things. After all, immortal cultivators are not puppets, and no one can guarantee that each furnace of spiritual elixir will become ten pills, and they will succeed again and again. No one dares to make such a promise when the alchemy failed.

The news on the jade slip actually informed the sea clan of withdrawing troops. During the three years of Zhang Shiping's alchemy, this war between the human race and the sea clan passed quietly. As expected, alchemy and cultivation were just like that. People were in the house and did not know the world.

Looking at the jade slip in his hand, Zhang Shiping sighed slightly, and the withdrawal of the sea clan means that the war ahead is coming to an end, and all the alchemy courtyards in the alliance should be closed soon.

When Zhang Shiping thought of this, he was a little reluctant to leave. Of course, it was not because of the more than 180 White Moon Spirit Pills he saved from his storage bag.

Zhang Shiping walked out of the yard and walked towards Yangxinyuan outside the square, handing over the 450 White Moon Spirit Pills this time. After Han Qi collected the pills, he gave Zhang Shiping a token as a certificate of ending the alchemy task.

Behind Zhang Shiping, many people came one after another. After Zhang Shiping took the token, he didn't say anything to Han Qi. He returned to the yard, packed the alchemy furnace in the house, and some things in a roll, put them in a storage bag, and then quickly walked out of the alchemy courtyard, drove the Qingling ancient boat, and soared into the sky.

Half an hour later, Zhang Shiping returned to the Zhengyang Sect's headquarters. As soon as he came back, he went to find two golden elixirs in the sect, but only Yun Qi was there.

"After the alchemy task is over, don't be addicted. Spend more time to practice and strive to break through to the fifth level of foundation building as soon as possible. Your cultivation has not increased much in the past three years." But when the old man saw Zhang Shiping, he saw that Zhang Shiping was still a cultivator at the fourth level of foundation building, and his heart was quite displeased. Alchemy is one of the hundreds of arts for cultivating immortals after all, and cultivation is the foundation of immortals.

Because the alchemy mission was issued by the alliance, Yun Qi couldn't say anything, but now the alchemy mission has ended. In the past, Zhang Shiping must not be addicted to the alchemy path and cannot extricate himself.

Since ancient times, many talented monks have not been focused on the road to immortal cultivation. When their life expectancy is approaching, they regret it. As a veteran, Yun Qi naturally does not want to see the junior disciples of the sect follow his old path.

Zhang Shiping responded repeatedly, and finally saw Uncle Yun close his eyes to rest, then he whispered, walked out of the house, and went out of his house to practice.

After about twenty days, Liang Cheng and more than ten foundation-building cultivators from the Zhengyang Sect who were out rushed back one after another.
Chapter completed!