As a large number of water droplets and spiritual liquid hit the center, the embryonic form of the golden elixir had already formed, but there was still a lot of spiritual liquid in the dantian, and the impact continued.

Gradually, a faint muffled sound came from Ye Feng's dantian.

Boom boom!

The muffled sound gradually became like the beating of a drum, and also like the beating of a heart.

Ye Feng was confused.

He is no longer a ignorant novice in cultivation. Although he cannot say that he fully understands the foundation-building and pill-condensing, he has a deep understanding of it.

Ye Feng even helped Jiang Zhaoling to condense the Ten-Patterned Golden Elixir, but he had never encountered the current situation.

If Ye Feng could not feel the golden elixir in his dantian becoming more solid and without any surprise, he would have stopped condensing the elixir.

"Condensing the elixir is like beating a drum."

A look of worry flashed across Jiang Zhaoling's brows. She had never seen such a situation before.

...

...

She could only pray that everything went well.

Boom boom boom——

The sound of violent drums came from Dantian, and it was getting louder and louder.

The cultivators several miles away could hear the sound of the drums of the sudden rain. When they looked over, they realized that the sound was made by Ye Feng.

The dense drum beats seemed to gradually match a certain frequency, and the world in front of Ye Feng seemed to change.

He seemed to be able to glimpse the thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him.

The sound of the drums seemed to open up some hidden abilities for Ye Feng, but he could not control or understand them.

As the last drop of spiritual liquid hit the golden elixir, the drumbeats stopped abruptly.

The golden elixir in Dantian, which has been tempered thousands of times, slowly rotates.

A pattern slowly emerged from the perfectly round golden elixir, followed by a second pattern, and then a third pattern...

The golden elixir's speed was getting faster and faster, and under Ye Feng's expectant gaze, the nine elixir patterns appeared one by one.

After the Nine-Pattern Golden Pill was formed, it no longer increased.

"Only nine danwen? That's enough."

Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

He was not greedy and tried to condense a ten-pattern golden elixir.

Jiang Zhaoling was able to condense the Ten-Pattern Golden Elixir with the help of external objects, and these external objects were rare and hard to come by.

Without external assistance, the Nine-Patterned Golden Pill is the limit.

“Eh…”

Jiang Zhaoling originally thought that Ye Feng had only condensed a nine-pattern golden elixir.

However, as he observed, Jiang Zhaoling discovered that the nine dan patterns seemed to form a picture.

With a thought, the pattern of Ye Feng's Nine Golden Elixir appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, and Jiang Zhaoling's mind was slightly touched.

This is because Ye Feng’s nine dan patterns formed a sword.

"It turns out that the ten patterns are not the true ten patterns, but the tenth pattern formed by the nine elixir patterns interweaving with each other."

When Jiang Zhaoling thought about the time when she was condensing her golden elixir, her nine elixir patterns were chaotic and disordered.

There is no potential to become a ten-line golden elixir at all.

If Ye Feng hadn't used external objects to imprint ten patterns on her, it is likely that nine patterns would be her limit.

Unfortunately, the ten patterns imprinted by external objects are not as good as the ten patterns formed naturally.

Jiang Zhaoling looked at Ye Feng with eyes full of admiration and tenderness.

My husband is my husband, he can easily condense the ten patterns without any external objects.

And she still needs her husband's help with external objects to barely reach the tenth mark.

"It's time to overcome the golden elixir tribulation."

When Ye Feng raised his eyes, he saw the roaring thunder dragon in the dark clouds above his head, but the thunder disaster had not yet fallen.

Since the heavenly calamity has not yet come, he will go to meet it personally.

The figure rushed into the rolling thunder, raised his hand to grab a roaring thunder dragon, and held it tightly, turning it into broken lightning arcs and dissipating.

The heavenly calamity seemed to be provoked, and thunder dragons in the sky rushed towards Ye Feng. Thunder exploded in the sky and the earth, and the dazzling lightning made many people squint their eyes.

Most of the cultivators at the Jindan stage could not withstand the force of this Jindan tribulation.

However.

They were not surprised at all to see that Ye Feng was able to hold on.

The only thing that puzzled the monks present was Ye Feng’s cultivation level.

Ten years ago, Ye Feng was causing trouble in the Tianxuan Realm, but now he is actually going through the golden elixir tribulation.

He is just a Jindan cultivator?

The thought was rejected as soon as it arose.

Perhaps the person in front of me is just a special incarnation.

There are thousands of cultivation techniques, and it is not uncommon to have special clones practice techniques. There are similar techniques in the Tianxuan Realm.

After the calamity passed, the rain fell.

Ye Feng opened his mouth and swallowed all the sweet rain from heaven into his stomach. The golden elixir in his dantian was easily absorbed, and his magic power became purer.

"It's almost time to go back."

Jiang Zhaoling was particularly nostalgic for the past ten years, but she couldn't leave the Tianxuan Realm and the time of the summoning card was extremely limited.

"Deal with them before you go."

Jiang Zhaoling finally left Ye Feng's sight and looked towards the monks from various forces who were trapped together.

She just waved her robe, and the aura of Taoism was reflected on the monks from various forces.

Immediately, a golden sword pattern appeared between their eyebrows.

"You have three days to show up in Tianxuan Realm and on the front lines! Otherwise, the sword pattern on your forehead will kill you."

Jiang Zhaoling's figure turned into a golden light that filled the sky and disappeared, while a cold and murderous voice echoed throughout the world.

The faces of the monks from all major forces were extremely ugly.

They fled to Blue Star to avoid the chaos that affected the entire Tianxuan Realm.

Now because of Ye Feng's appearance, they have fallen into a trap and are forced by Jiang Zhaoling to go back and join the war.

No one doubted that Jiang Zhaoling's threat was false.

The sword pattern between the eyebrows shows the fierce sword intent.

"They throw meat buns at dogs, and then they also pack up the dog meat."

A Nascent Soul cultivator murmured in frustration and turned away.

The other monks left with bitter faces.

No one dared to take advantage of Ye Feng anymore, but there were always people who wanted to curry favor with Ye Feng and establish a relationship with him.

But they were all intercepted by Qiu Jinghuan and others.

The Demon King swallowed the Demon Locking Tower back into his stomach. His body had just shrunk to the size of a puppy when Ye Feng picked him up and disappeared.

"Tell me what happened while I was asleep."

Ye Feng appeared in a secluded place carrying the Demon King and began to understand what had happened during the ten years of sleep.

"During your deep sleep, the cultivators from the Profound Heaven Realm invaded Blue Star in large numbers. Through the internal intelligence of the Dragon Country Special Investigation Bureau, they suspected that you had a precious innate Dao weapon."

"They sent a large number of monks to search for you. Xiao Wang, Qiu Jinghuan and others finally decided to put you to sleep in the deep sea where few people go..."

The demon king told in detail what had happened in the past ten years, and he did not dare to call himself "this king", but called himself "little king".

"Someone from the Dragon Country Special Investigation Bureau betrayed me?"

"Xiao Wang is not sure, but the major forces did get your information from the Special Investigation Bureau."

Ye Feng looked towards the direction of the Dragon Kingdom's territory and fell into deep thought.

He wanted to restore the spiritual energy of the Eastern Hemisphere and the territory of Dragon Country.

After all, the currency needed for game recharge is closely related to Longguo Finance.

Suddenly.

Ye Feng thought of his mobile phone and didn’t know if he could still log into the game. After all, his phone was gone long ago.

Ye Feng randomly picked up a mobile phone and found that the game icon would appear as long as he thought about it.

When logging into the game, Ye Feng saw that the game balance was negative.

"So, I owe the dog planner now?"

Ye Feng sighed, it turned out that he still needed to restore the spiritual energy in the Dragon Kingdom.

Otherwise, there would be no way he could help Jiang Zhaoling of Tianxuan Realm.

"Let the Dragon Nation's top brass prepare in advance, and then move all the spiritual veins in the Western Hemisphere to Dragon Nation, and get rid of some of the parasites while we're at it."