The few monks who gathered into the nine-story golden elixir. It is a blessing that most monks can break through to the alchemy realm, and they are usually just three-story spiritual elixirs. Cultivators who can gather six-story silver elixirs are all selected from one in a thousand, let alone nine-story golden elixirs.

Qin Ming has been asking about some questions about Judan these days.

There are many factors that involve the quality of the elixir, and all aspects may have an impact.

For example, the level of practice skills and the compatibility between the skills and oneself.

There is also your own talent. The higher the talent, the higher the probability of condensing the superior spiritual pills.

In addition, the environment where the elixir is located is also a relatively large factor. The purer and richer the environmental spiritual energy is, the more it can help.

On the contrary, the more spiritual energy is exhausted, the more likely it is to condense the superior spiritual pills.

In addition, there is another very important thing, which is one of the biggest factors affecting the quality of the elixir.

Daoyun.

When the spirit pill is about to take shape, if a Taoist connotation can be imprinted, the quality of the spirit pill will inevitably improve.

Whether it is the six-patterned silver pill or the nine-patterned golden pill, it requires the bonus of this aggregate.

It is rumored that this connotation only appears in some immortal objects or places called immortals. It is extremely rare and rare, and the difficulty of getting it is very high.

This is also called the greatest opportunity below the Pill Realm by monks. You can imagine how many people yearn for it.

However, countless people are searching outside, but there are very few monks who have the real chance to get it.

Qin Ming is now facing this problem.

After the construction of the spirit body is completed, the next step is to gather pills.

"How to find the Taoist ecology?"

He thought it was not difficult to condense an ordinary quality elixir, and he was somewhat reluctant.

He had heard of him in Yuanchang if he wanted to condense higher quality elixirs.

It is rumored that monks who gathered into the Nine-Secret Golden Pill can compete with monks in the Divine Fire Realm and even win the battle.

This is something he has experienced personally, so what he said is also very emotional.

Although he is not a nine-patterned golden elixir, he has competed with the monks of the nine-patterned golden elixir. He is defeated for only a few breaths and is no match for him at all.

It was precisely after hearing this that Qin Ming was particularly interested in the nine-patterned golden elixir.

The goal is to be determined and he is tall and lofty. From the beginning, he planned to work towards the Nine-patterned Golden Pill, and the ordinary spiritual pill was not within his consideration.

Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard a distant and loud sound in the distance, like a strange beast.

"What's the situation?" Qin Ming was stunned. He heard the sound as if it was coming from the horizon and spread to the entire Dongqian City.

Everyone in the outer city and inner city heard the sound of this strange beast.

It seems to be coming from their city.

"What's going on!"

"It's a beast tide that sieges the city!"

"Shut up your crow's mouth. Dongqian City is blessed by Qiankun Yun Sect. For decades, no monster dares to offend it. How could it be a beast tide?"

"What the hell is that, I'm a little worried..."

Inner city.

Many monks were alarmed from entering into meditation and walked out of the quiet room, looking to the east with uniform eyes.

From the sound just now, some experienced monks could still hear that the level of the strange beast coming here was probably quite high, at least not an ordinary third- and fourth-level product.

When Qin Ming walked out of the other courtyard, he saw many monks heading towards the east gate.

If it weren't forbidden to fly in the city, I'm afraid the sky would have been full of people.

Qin Ming also heard the sound from the east, so he followed him to take a look.

In a moment, the city gate was surrounded by people, including monks and brave little people, watching strongly.

By the time Qin Ming came, the city had already transferred a team of monks to maintain order.

In the distance, a huge shadow was slowly coming towards this side, like a moving mountain.

"What is that!" Although many people were still mentally prepared, they were still frightened to see it.

Qin Ming felt that the shadow looked familiar.

Until the shadow approached and revealed its true face, everyone was surprised to find that they were not wrong. This was really a moving mountain.

But under the towering mountains, a giant tortoise was crawling.

Qin Ming recognized this giant turtle, wasn’t it the mountain black turtle that came with him?

He never expected to see this huge strange beast here.

"What a big black turtle!"

"I'm afraid this is at least a sixth-level monster..."

"That's not."

“…”

Whoosh!

At this moment, two figures suddenly appeared on the top of the city wall.

It is Meng Ming, the core disciple of Qiankun Yun Sect, and Pang Zicheng, the current city lord of Dongqian City.

Their appearance instantly attracted the attention of many monks around.

Under normal circumstances, these two figures with high status would not appear so easily.

Staring at the huge black turtle coming from afar, the two of them had a bit of solemn emotion on their faces.

"Unbelievable, the black turtle under the ancestor's seat is back!" Pang Zicheng said slowly, with the look of surprise in his tone without any concealment.

"But the ancestor has already confirmed his death, why can this black turtle be back?" Meng Ming frowned. He was the core disciple of the sect. Although his status was not as good as that of the elder Pang Zicheng next to him, he also knew the secrets of many sects.

For example, the fact that the ancestor who travels around the world has actually been killed.

Their ancestor of Qiankun Yun Sect, named Daqian, was not a sect who founded the sect, but he was also a powerful existence in the history of the sect.

His sudden death in the sect caused a stir. I don’t know how he fell, nor where he fell.

Sending disciples to search was unsuccessful, and the sect could only accept this fact.

The ancestor once adopted a black turtle who was destined to be with him during a trip, and he has been with him as a mount for decades.

Now that the black turtle has returned, it has to attract their attention.

In the distance, some monks traveling through the wild rushed back one after another, looking back from time to time, fearing that they would be targeted by the huge black turtle.

However, the black turtle's eyes were only staring at Dongqian City, and he had no interest in other things.

A whimpering sounded like a buzzing sound, as if calling for something.

It has been here before, but now it is just a revisiting place.

"Let's go!" Pang Zicheng said, and his body moved and flew towards the black turtle first.

Seeing this, Meng Ming followed closely behind.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the Xuan** top and looked down at the black turtle with its back against the mountain from close range.

At such a distance, the size of the black turtle became even more shocking.

The black turtle seemed to have not seen them and still ignored them.
Chapter completed!