Chen Sheng's gentle eyes fell on the handsome young man. Chang An had the demeanor of a thoughtful person, and was also more heroic, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. He was a hero of his generation.

"Uncle Chen, you quietly became a Golden Core True Person, and I don't know how many people were shocked."

Chang An came forward with an excited look on his face. When Chen Sheng's true cultivation level was revealed, not only were outsiders stunned, but even he found it a little unbelievable.

This person is really low-key. He quietly cultivated to the golden elixir in the Black Abyss Prison, and no one knew about it.

"You can only be invincible if you show your edge when necessary."

Mr. Chen imparts life experience. Although he seldom mentions being cautious, he actually acts according to this logic. He never brags about it and only reveals his true colors when the time is right or when he has to take action.

"Uncle Chen, I have never been proud."

Chang An said with a smile.

He knew that this elder was always troubled by his father's untimely death and had always taught him to be cautious, all in order to avoid repeating the same mistake.

"Hahaha……"

Chen Sheng also felt that Chang An should not have any hidden worries in this regard, and there was a sense of stability in his bones, but he still reminded him: "The undercurrents in the border areas are surging, and the war may start at any time. You must not slack off in your cultivation."

The battle in front of the mountain gate of Zixi Immortal Sect shocked the whole world and immediately put a stop to the war. All kinds of tactics were put to a halt.

But he knew that this was only temporary. When the people in the dark felt that the time had come, they would surely break this peace.

"Of course, I am cautious but also energetic. I am a good boy."

Chang An is both strong and flexible. He does not slack off when he should charge, and does not act rashly when he should dodge. He has already shown his potential among the younger generation.

"A good boy? Then be brave and do it. I'm still here."

Mr. Chen liked this gesture very much. He felt that he had lived up to Chang Silu's trust and taught his children well.

He made a bold statement that with his current level of cultivation and status, he was qualified to protect a young man, and he would not be afraid even if a Jindan Zhenren was in person.

Chang An smiled happily, not because he was protected, but because this kind of care made his soul feel at home and no longer lonely.

He is not alone in this world, he has relatives.

…

In the days that followed, Chen lived alone in a quiet little courtyard, practicing Qigong and delving into the art of alchemy.

He did not make much progress in his cultivation realm. Every breakthrough in the Golden Core Realm was difficult. However, he had made considerable progress in his comprehension of the Dao of Alchemy.

This inspired him to start refining the elixir, verify his ideas, and turn his inspirations from empty to real.

"What would be in the treasury of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect?"

Chen Sheng walked towards the treasury of Guangxiu Xianzong. It was a palace made up of countless formations, hidden deep in the mountains. Even if there was no Jindan figure in charge, it could hold out for a while.

The door of the temple was open, and there were sparse figures walking around. They were monks who had made great contributions and came to exchange items.

Chen Sheng walked into the treasury and saw a series of restrictions, like countless layers of curtains, dividing the open space into different areas.

There were some places that even with his Golden Core cultivation, he couldn't see through at once. There was a hazy fog that blocked his view.

In short, this place is worthy of being the treasury of Guangxiu Xianzong. There are so many treasures that it is dizzying to choose from.

"Meet Master Chen Sheng."

In the treasury, an old figure walked out from the depths, his eyes fell on Chen Sheng, he was surprised at first, then relaxed, became respectful, and came forward to greet him.

This is the gatekeeper of the treasury, a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage. He is very old and has enough ability and means to ensure the safety of the treasury.

"I'll get some spiritual herbs to make the elixir."

Mr. Chen nodded.

"This way, please."

The treasury gatekeeper did not hesitate. He led the way, made hand seals one after another, released the restrictions, and released areas for Chen Sheng to watch.

Sometimes, when Mr. Chen saw what he needed, he would stop, but more often he would just walk past quickly and go straight to the innermost part.

Finally, the two came to the last area. The layout here was very thoughtful, with pearls hanging above, illuminating the space with wooden base and stone walls, making it elegant and grand.

On the ground, there are jade racks made of warm jade, with grids and rows of them filled with many rare treasures that are hard to find in the border areas.

There were magical instruments, talismans, secret techniques, and forbidden objects, but Chen Sheng's eyes were attracted by all the spiritual herbs.

"Fire God Grass, a third-level spiritual grass, was born from the mineral essence in the fire..."

He came to a jade stand in the front row, and his eyes passed through the tightly sealed jade box. He saw a fiery red spiritual essence inside, like a burning flame, blooming with the warmth of life.

All of a sudden, his mood also became cheerful.

After admiring it for a while, Chen Sheng turned around and saw another spiritual herb. He approached it and said, "Cynomorium songaricum, a third-level spiritual herb, can only grow where the Sun lives..."

Word after word came out of his mouth without pause, revealing his profound knowledge of the third level of alchemy.

It was thanks to Xiao Jian's inheritance that Chen Sheng crossed the threshold of the third level and completely entered the realm of mastery, no longer being completely in the dark.

Next up…

Mr. Chen lingered in this area and saw many third-level spiritual herbs recorded in the records. It was a feast for the eyes.

"Can I take all of these away?"

Afterwards, he tapped and shook his fingers for more than twenty times, tapping on each of the third-level spiritual herbs. He did not seem to feel it was tedious at all, but rather enjoyed it.

"The Chongming Patriarch has instructed that it is up to you."

The gatekeeper of the treasury was a little surprised because Chen Sheng asked for too many things. Fortunately, Master Chongming had given instructions in advance and did not make things too difficult for him.

"Qian Kun Er Qi Dan, a third-level elixir, will slowly dissolve after taking it, and with the inspiration of time, it will gradually develop."

"Zhenji Pill, a third-level pill, used for breaking through levels, has a miraculous effect when breaking through a small realm."

"Golden Soup Water Pill, a third-level pill, has the function of nourishing the immortality of the golden pill."

Mr. Chen did not notice the frightened mood of the treasury gatekeeper, but was immersed in the conception of the third-level alchemy.

He was confident that he could refine these twenty or so third-level spiritual herbs into three third-level pills.

Among them, there were still a lot of rare spiritual herbs missing, which were now in the government treasury, so he simply asked the gatekeeper to get them all.

"Three hundred years, five hundred years, a thousand years..."

The treasury gatekeeper did as he was told, but was secretly shocked in his heart that the last time Master Chen Sheng came, he had at least wiped out a thousand years of accumulated alchemy in the treasury.

If this happens one or twice more, I’m afraid that all the second and third level spiritual herbs will disappear from the entire treasury.

"That's it for now."

After getting all the spiritual herbs, Chen Sheng thought about it and finally felt that it was enough.

"Yes……"

The gatekeeper of the treasury breathed a sigh of relief. Although Master Chongming had told Master Chensheng to take whatever he wanted, he was still a little uneasy about taking away so much at once.

…

A quiet courtyard.

Two days passed in a flash, and he felt that it was almost ready. He laid out the spiritual herbs for refining the "Qian Kun Er Qi Pill". The whole yard suddenly became bright, with the scent of medicine filling the air, as if a banquet of all kinds of herbs had been held.

“Buzz…”

Chen Sheng took out the Wuxuan furnace and placed it neatly in the yard. The burning magic power in his hands turned into elixir fire.

The furnace was pitch black, but suddenly a fire appeared and became bright, like an ever-burning bonfire lighting up the eternal darkness.

whoosh whoosh whoosh.

As soon as he had a thought, he threw all kinds of spiritual herbs into the alchemy furnace, some third-level and some second-level, mixed together.

This time, Chen Sheng did not use the Hanging Cauldron Method. With the experience of refining the Golden Pill last time, he gradually became more confident and did not need to be too restrained.

In the world inside the furnace, the elixir fire is like water waves, with thousands of diverse layers, different heights, and different temperatures. It carries spiritual herbs and is slowly being refined.

There was a slight sound, which was the body of the spiritual herb breaking, and strands of essence seeped out, crystal clear and soft, just like amber and agate.

Gradually, all kinds of magical herbs disappeared, and were replaced by groups of clear medicinal liquids.

"Is the Grandmaster refining the elixir?"

Zhou Xiaoguan saw a bright red color in the sky. It was not the setting sun, but the flames shining upwards, illuminating the clouds and dyeing them red.

He looked around and saw no one. Feeling a little guilty and a little excited, he came to a quiet courtyard, moved some sundries, stepped on it, and lay on the wall to watch.

In the yard, there was a tall alchemy furnace. It was dark in color, but it was burning red with raging flames. The mouth of the furnace was like a chimney, emitting a fierce light that shot up into the sky.

In the firelight, the figure beside the alchemy furnace looked extremely sacred, with soft eyes, calm and composed, with an extraordinary serenity.

"This is a third-level alchemist, standing at the pinnacle of alchemy in the borderland, the number one person of this era."

Zhou Xiaoguan didn't dare to disturb them, but he looked at them with his eyes wide open, not wanting to miss a single moment. His eyes were wide open, revealing a sense of reverence and worship.

This ancestor's alchemy skills are so high that he should be the leader in the border area. The elixirs he refines are worthy of people's worship.

Suddenly, he saw the master's fingers become crystal clear and knocked on the alchemy furnace. He didn't know what changes had taken place, but he knew that the master was in a good mood.

Then, he saw the ancestor swung his hand, and the greenness of the surrounding world suddenly increased and rushed into the alchemy furnace, causing some changes.

Faintly, he seemed to hear words like "Jinliekou" and "Shechun", which should be the secret techniques of alchemy.

Zhou Xiaoguan couldn’t see more things, but he was shouting “worth it” in his heart.

…

Medicine house.

"This kind of fluctuation means someone is refining an elixir."

Zhou Xian was sitting in the Longxing Hall, as if he had sensed something. He looked up and saw only the dark and empty sky and earth. He suddenly thought of something and came to the quiet courtyard.

"Patriarch."

Zhou Xiaoguan turned his head away and almost fell down in fright. The two of them were a family, and Zhou Xian had a high status, so he was naturally reserved and nervous.

“Don’t make any noise, just watch quietly.”

Zhou Xian nodded at him, and from a distance of two or three feet, he also lay on the wall and watched Chen Sheng making the elixir.

“Buzz…”

Chen Sheng naturally sensed the two "fence-sitters", but he didn't care. Instead, he fixed his eyes on the alchemy furnace, which was filled with clusters of translucent medicinal liquid that sparkled like stars.

With a thought, he began the pharmacological fusion. As the medicinal liquids collided with each other, they gave off wisps of magical aura.

The amount of spiritual herbal liquid is slowly decreasing, while the vitality in the alchemy furnace is becoming more and more vigorous.

Even later on, rays of light flew out from the alchemy furnace, illuminating the entire quiet courtyard like a palace in the sky.

In the firelight and smoke, there was a faint flow of strange fragrance, and occasionally a wisp of energy escaped from the furnace, as if the Eastern Green Dragon of Jiamu was wandering around, bringing vitality.

“I don’t know if I can ever reach this level in my lifetime.”

Seeing this scene, Zhou Xian sighed. Chen Sheng's alchemy skills amazed him.

The gap between a second-level alchemist and a third-level alchemist is so huge, as if there is a chasm between them. Even if an immortal sect burns its luck for a thousand years, it may not be able to make one person successful.

In an instant, he calmed down and said, "I already have many factors for success. I can't slack off or give up."

The third-level alchemist in front of him is the ancestor of the Zhou family. He can always listen to his advice on alchemy.

Such conditions have surpassed all alchemists in the border areas.

He could no longer advance into the third level of alchemy, which could only be attributed to his bad luck in life, and he could not blame anyone else.

“There are more and more people.”

Zhou Xiaoguan kept turning his head away. The more he looked, the more panicked he became. There were more and more "fence-sitters".

He was the first one. If he set a bad precedent and caused Master Chen Sheng to make mistakes in refining the elixir, then he would be committing a heinous crime.

"Seal off Zhuxia Mountain and don't let outsiders disturb the ancestor from refining the elixir."

Zhou Xian used his identity as the elder of Yaolu to restrain everyone, and then organized and informed a group of outer sect monks to block Zhuxia Mountain to avoid any accidents.

"call……"

This way.

Mr. Chen let out a breath, and his heart was finally at peace. The most difficult hurdle had been passed, and the road ahead would be smooth, and there should be no accidents.

As expected, the world inside the furnace was very quiet, and various medicinal principles were converging like drops of water blending together, with no barriers at all.

In the rosy glow, the shape of a precious pill appeared and disappeared, flowing with a trace of the aura of immortality.

“Buzz…”

Outside the quiet courtyard, people were gathering around. They felt that the vitality in the alchemy furnace was growing stronger and stronger, and it had already reached the stage of flourishing.

"It's almost ready."

Zhou Xian was no less excited than others. Witnessing the birth of a third-grade elixir with his own eyes was a unique experience for him and it was of special commemorative significance.

"boom"

Finally, the elixir of heaven and earth in the furnace took complete shape, and two mysterious auras converged like dragons and snakes, giving rise to a breath of elixir of immortality.

The Wuxuan furnace shook, and the roaring flames became dim. Then a majestic aura rushed out from the furnace mouth, affecting the celestial phenomena in the entire area.

"Boom"

There was a flash of thunder and a dark cloud gathered in the sky, but it was not large in size and was immediately dispersed by the strong wind. It seemed like a simple astronomical phenomenon.

Chen Sheng was very concerned about it. He thought of the records in the classics. When some third-level elixirs came into the world, they would be struck by thunder, just like the thunder tribulation of the Golden Elixir True Man. After going through it, the medicinal properties would become more pure and powerful.

It seems that the Qiankun Erqi Pill that had just been refined was of good quality, but it still lacked some potential, which caused the thunder tribulation to gather and then dissipate.

(End of this chapter)