At the rear cliff of Qingyun Dao Sect.
Ye Ping completed the second Body Tempering.
At the rear cliff.
As night fell, a ray of moonlight shone on Ye Ping's body.
At this moment, Ye Ping, who had undergone two rounds of Body Tempering, seemed to have undergone a completely different change.
His skin was as white as snow, but there was a hint of redness to it.
His facial features also changed slightly. This slight change happened to turn him from a young man with delicate features into a handsome man.
Yes, the greatest change that the Godfiend Body Tempering gave Ye Ping was not the increase in strength, but the change in appearance.
In the past, Ye Ping looked very delicate and handsome, and he gave off the vibe of a Confucian scholar.
However, Ye Ping now gave off the vibe of a peerless Confucian immortal.
His face was handsome, but he did not have sword-like eyebrows, which made him look less like a Sword Immortal. However, his eyebrows were willowy and he looked more refined.
He sat silently on the spot and emitted a feeling that calmed the hearts of others. If a woman were to see this appearance of his, it would probably cause her to be slightly absent-minded.
The most important thing was his aura.
Yes, it was his aura.
In the world of immortal cultivation, as long as one's facial features were not too strange, there would be very few ugly men. Even if one's facial features were really bad, they would be able to remodel their bones after reaching the Foundation Establishment realm.
Cultivators would expel toxins from their bodies, so they naturally wouldn't have acne. Hence, there were no ugly men among cultivators, and the main difference between beauty and ugliness lay in one's aura.
One's aura could not be changed and it had to be accumulated over time or innate.
For example, Su Changyu's aura was naturally aloof and indifferent, so it was very much in line with the image of a Sword Immortal.
However, Ye Ping's aura was more in line with that of a Confucian immortal. He gave off a natural and tranquil vibe.
Such an aura was extremely rare, and those who didn't know better would probably think that Ye Ping was a peerless Confucian immortal.
However, Ye Ping did not care about his appearance and aura at all.
He cared more about strength.
After the second round of Godfiend Body Tempering, he felt that his entire body was filled with power, and his physical body had also undergone a transformation. There was a layer of old skin around him, which was the old skin that he had shed.
Now, Ye Ping's physical body was extremely sturdy. He tried to cut the back of his hand with the sword, only to find that the sword given to him by Su Changyu could not leave any mark on his palm at all.
The reason why he did not stab his fingers was mainly because he felt a sense of inexplicable fear. Perhaps it was because the ten fingers were connected to the heart. Hence, Ye Ping could not understand the meaning of stabbing his fingers or dripping blood to form an alliance.
Ye Ping knew that he was condensing the Little Godfiend body.
The Ancient Godfiend Body Tempering Technique had five major realms.
Little Godfiend Body, Great Godfiend Body, Supreme Godfiend Body, Great Dao Godfiend Body, Great Dao Ancestral God Body.
The Little Godfiend Body was divided into four small realms.
[Flesh], [Bones], [Internal Organs], [Little Godfiend Body]
Every minor realm required one to temper their body nine times before they could reach perfection.
After the body was tempered nine times, it would be sturdy to an unparalleled state, but Ye Ping had no idea how strong it would be.
However, Ye Ping was a little worried now, not about whether he was strong or not.
The main thing was that after this body was perfected, his entire body would be incomparably sturdy. But … there was one place that was inexplicably awkward.
It was a good thing, but not a good thing either.
It was not a bad thing, but not a bad thing either.
This was a bit of a headache, but it was still very normal at the moment. It didn't affect him much.
In fact, what Ye Ping did not know was that although he had only tempered his body twice, once he reached perfection in the physical body realm, even a cultivator who had perfected the Qi Refinement realm would not be able to affect him at all.
In other words, even if Su Changyu was given a supreme-grade flying sword and asked to stand there and slash Ye Ping for a hundred years, the result would definitely be that the sword would shatter and he would be fine. It would be worse than a mosquito bite.
If Ye Ping really condensed the Little Godfiend body, he would be like a Little Godfiend. Even if a Dao artifact was blasted on Ye Ping, he wouldn't feel anything at all, let alone a supreme-grade flying sword.
In order to condense the Little Godfiend body, he would only need to temper his body 34 times.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
He stretched his waist, and the sound of beans being fried filled the air. Ye Ping stood up. He had already reached the limit of Body Tempering.
Every time he tempered his body, his physical body would undergo a metamorphosis, which was equivalent to a major blood change. He couldn't metamorphose too many times in one go, or he might die if he tempered his body too much.
Secondly, every time he tempered his body, he would need to consume a large amount of spiritual energy. The two Immortal Apertures that Ye Ping had opened could not sustain that kind of tempering at all.
He could forget about opening the Immortal Apertures.
He would need more spiritual energy, much more than what he needed to temper his body once.
All in all, Ye Ping had encountered a real bottleneck.
He did not have any resources.
"Unfortunately, I don't know the Qi Refinement technique. If I did, I could speed up my cultivation speed."
Ye Ping muttered to himself.
Although he had opened two Immortal Apertures that were absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he had not mastered the Qi Refinement technique. Hence, it was equivalent to not having an acceleration technique.
The so-called Qi Refinement technique could accelerate the absorption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Besides, the higher the realm, the more spirit meridians that were opened up, and the faster the cultivation speed would be.
The main reason was that he did not have an acceleration technique, which naturally made Ye Ping feel a little upset.
Of course, after reading so many books, Ye Ping also knew that there were several ways to obtain spiritual energy.
The first was Spirit Stones, which was the simplest method. The spiritual energy contained in Spirit Stones could also be absorbed directly. However, that was very extravagant because the effect of a Spirit Stone was definitely more than ten times that of directly extracting the spiritual energy from a Spirit Stone.
Using Spirit Stones to set up a Spirit Gathering Array could effectively increase the cultivation speed by dozens of times, and it could also last for two hours.
Unless one encountered an enemy and exhausted all the Dharmic powers in his body, he would only extract the spiritual energy from the Spirit Stones. Otherwise, few people would be extravagant enough to use Spirit Stones to cultivate. That would be pure squandering.
The second method was heavenly and earthly treasures. Some medicinal herbs or treasures contained terrifying spiritual energy, and as long as one could refine them, it would not be a problem for them to reach the Foundation Establishment realm in a day. However, such things were extremely rare, and even if there were no powerhouses guarding them, they could not be found everywhere.
The third method was even more direct, which was to swallow pills. However, pills were also poisonous, and true elites would not rely on swallowing pills to improve their realm unless they were stuck at a bottleneck. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, they would still meditate and cultivate, or use pills to assist them.
If they took too many pills, they would be poisoned when they broke through to the next realm. If that happened, they would be stuck for hundreds of years or even die without being able to break through.
"Yes, pills."
All of a sudden, Ye Ping thought of pills.
'Didn't Second Senior Brother teach me the Creation Pill Refinement Technique? '
'Can I refine pills? '
Thinking of this, Ye Ping immediately took out the alchemy book excitedly.
He reviewed it again.
After a long while, Ye Ping had more or less understood it.
'Senior Brother Luochen's Creation Pill Refinement Technique 'was very simple, which was to use Qi to guide the spirit, use the spirit to transform into a god, and use the god to condense the pill.'
On the rear cliff, Ye Ping sat down cross-legged and calmed his mind.
After a while, Ye Ping suddenly raised his hand, and an extremely pure spiritual energy appeared.
After the spiritual energy appeared, Ye Ping tried to let it attract other spiritual energy.
After the spiritual energy gathered from all directions.
Ye Ping opened his eyes.
He stared at the spiritual energy in his palm with rapt attention.
That was the most important step.
It was clearly recorded in the Creation Pill Refinement Technique that whether or not one could refine a 'non-poisonous pill' depended on the strength of one's mental strength. The stronger one's willpower was, the greater the possibility of condensing the pill.
The spiritual energy was like a small hurricane that continuously spun in his palm, getting faster and faster as it gathered towards the center.
Soon, a beam of white light appeared in Ye Ping's palm.
The light became more and more dazzling and resplendent. In the end, the light that was the size of a grain of rice condensed.
Gradually, the light that was the size of a grain of rice took shape.
Ye Ping was overjoyed. He didn't expect to succeed on his first attempt.
However, Ye Ping wasn't excited at all. Instead, he became even more focused.
Soon, the light that was the size of a grain of rice gradually expanded.
Six hours passed.
The sky had already turned dark.
The grain of light in Ye Ping's palm had also expanded to the size of a soybean.
Another two hours passed.
In the end, all the spiritual energy dissipated.
Ye Ping also seemed exhausted.
The two Immortal Apertures spun frantically for eight hours before they were barely condensed to the size of a soybean. The pill would need to be about five times larger to form.
However, the spiritual energy in his body couldn't last that long.
It was morning.
The sky was already bright.
Ye Ping felt a little exhausted, but he smiled in relief.
Although the first pill refinement was not a complete success, it was at least not a failure. It was considered half a success.
He just didn't do the last step well. The rest were all successful.
At this moment, Ye Ping was filled with joy when he looked at the bean-sized Spirit Pill in his palm.
The pill in Ye Ping's palm was white like a diamond and was glistening under the sun. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was crystal clear.
Besides, it was emitting a faint fragrance.
Although it was just a small pill, it would probably shock countless alchemy masters if it was taken out to the outside world.
It was not just because Ye Ping's pill was non-poisonous.
More importantly, Ye Ping's pill was a supreme-grade Spirit Gathering Pill. Yes, it was a supreme-grade Spirit Gathering Pill.
The so-called Spirit Gathering Pill was a pill that surpassed the Qi Refinement Pill. The Qi Refinement Pill still had to be refined, but the Spirit Gathering Pill was different. After swallowing it, spiritual energy would be gathered in the body and its value would be several times that of the Qi Refinement Pill.
The medicinal effect of the pill was equivalent to that of a hundred supreme-grade Qi Refinement Pills.
A Qi Refinement Pill could save Su Changyu a day of hard cultivation.
Ye Ping's Spirit Gathering Pill could save Su Changyu a hundred days of hard cultivation.
It was because Ye Ping had spent eight hours to condense the pill, and Ye Ping's two Immortal Apertures spun for eight hours, which was indeed equivalent to a hundred days of hard cultivation for Su Changyu.
However, Ye Ping was not clear about all of this. In his opinion, the pill was still a semi-finished product.
However, at this moment …
As the rays of sunlight shone on the cliff of Qingyun Mountain.
Xu Luochen's figure slowly walked over.
The sun was gentle.
The smile on Xu Luochen's face … was even more gentle.
At the same time, in the Cloud Mist Mountain Range.
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