Mo Yiming had never expected that while refining the Qi Condensation Pill, he would accidentally comprehend the essence of the fourth level of the Heaven-Slaying Art. He even narcissistically thought that he was simply a genius, so smart that he was only extremely smart.

Since you have understood the essence of this fourth level, it is only a matter of time to understand it.

So this meditation cross-legged meditation will take two days to pass.

Late at night two days later, Xiaojun was asleep. Mo Yiming took out some clothes from Baichuan bag and covered him, and began to feel the results of his enlightenment in the past two days.

This result is obviously there, but it cannot be expressed.

This feeling is like you have clearly obtained, but you don’t know what you have obtained.

Tomorrow is five days, and Mo Yiming's mission has not been completed. According to his agreement with Qian Jincai, he will give Qian Jincai at least two thousand Qi Condensation Pills a day, and it will be completed every five days.

Although I had given Qian Jincai four hundred Qi Condensation Pills before, and I had refined 1,000 before, it was a bit far away.

So Mo Yiming took out the medicinal materials for refining Qi Condensation Pill from Baichuan bag and began to refine them.

This time in this refining, Mo Yiming can feel the changes in the void while controlling the fire. Although Mo Yiming can't say that it is possible to control the wind, he can do it.

Therefore, during refining, Mo Yiming was able to handle it easily. Not only could he completely control the fire, but he could also feel the changes in the Qi Condensation Pill in the alchemy furnace. All of this was felt from the wind.

The hot wind blew from the alchemy furnace, and the breeze brought out when the fire was squeezed in the void.

"Slay two birds with one stone!"

After a while, Mo Yiming slapped the alchemy furnace suddenly, and with a crisp sound, five hundred Qi Condensation Pills suddenly flew out of the alchemy furnace.

This time the refining is much faster than before!

Without further ado, Mo Yiming continued to refine Qi Condensation Pill. After a few breaths, he slapped the alchemy furnace again, and six hundred Qi Condensation Pills flew out of the alchemy furnace.

This time, it was much faster than the last time.

Mo Yiming never expected that the fourth level of the Sky-Slaying Technique could be completely integrated into the fire and used to refine alchemy.

"If someone says I am a genius now, I think he's right!"

After Mo Yiming narcissistically incorporated Qi Condensation Pill into Baichuan Bag, he began to refine it again.

Once, twice, three times...

Until dawn, Mo Yiming's face was covered in dust and felt the Qi Condensation Pill in Baichuan Bag with satisfaction, and there were already 10,000 pieces inside!

"Every time I refine, I have deepened my attainments in wind control, so that the speed of alchemy is faster and faster every time, and more than once. I have to refine all the elixirs for this month."

Mo Yiming was happy inside. He was very happy to do this kind of killing two birds with one stone. But even so, he still couldn't express the true meaning of wind control, but he could feel it for himself.

At noon, Mo Yiming was disheveling his hair, and the sound of Qian Jincai came from outside the stone room.

Mo Yiming already has more than 30,000 Qi Condensation Pills in his Baichuan bag, but only 10,000 of them were given money.

After Qian Jincai left with satisfaction, Mo Yiming continued to refine it. After he wanted to refine all the Qi Condensation Pills, he would absorb the spiritual energy in the lotus platform for the rest. After all, the beast core in the Baichuan Bag was already ready to move!

Of course, what is actually about to move is Mo Yiming's heart.

Then it was night again. Although Mo Yiming's face was covered in dust, his eyes were bright and different light emitted.

Over the past day, as the speed increases and the number increases, there are already 40,000 Qi Condensation Pills in his Baichuan Bag.

"It's only ten thousand."

Mo Yiming wiped the sweat beads that oozed out of his forehead, and immediately turned his face into black and white halves. Xiaojun, who had just stopped carving, was amused after seeing this scene.

Mo Yiming made a face and stuck out his tongue, making Xiaojun even more happy.

The alchemy continues...

With a bang.

After a while, another crisp sound came from the alchemy furnace, and three thousand Qi Condensation Pills roared out. When Mo Yiming was outputted, they were put into the Baichuan Bag.

Then four thousand flew out and five thousand flew out.

More than once, the purity does not decrease.

But when the furnace was opened for the fourth time, six thousand Qi Condensation Pills whistled out.

"If you are superfluous, you will pay your Dan Furnace."

After Mo Yiming put away these Qi Condensation Pills, he took out the molded elixir furnace in Baichuan bag and put the real elixir furnace in. In the next time, he did not plan to refine Qi Condensation Pills, but was preparing to start his practice.

Over the past day, Mo Yiming's ability to control wind is getting stronger and stronger. The fourth level of the Sky-Slaying Art is different from the previous third level.

"The three-level wind power used before all turned the weather into existing... and this fourth level of wind control is just the direction of the wind."

After these control of the wind, Mo Yiming seemed to be able to express the fourth level of true meaning. During his thoughts, his brows frowned.

"Yes, it's flow! It's the flow of the wind!"

After a few breaths, Mo Yiming suddenly stood up. After pondering for a while, he had an idea in his heart. When he stepped out, the wind blew his feet and pushed him out.

Although the stone chamber is not big, during his flight, Mo Yiming could control the flow of the wind with his mind. After flying back and forth in the stone chamber for a few rounds, Xiaojun was a little dizzy, while Mo Yiming was having fun.

"Haha, labor and capital are really geniuses, they are really geniuses!"

Mo Yiming laughed loudly, and when Xiaojun was stunned, he obviously felt that Mo Yiming was crazy.

Only Mo Yiming knew that during his flight, after he realized the fourth level of the Heaven-Slaying Art, he felt that this fourth level did not have any cultivation power, but had a huge improvement in speed!

"Bang!"

After flying for a few breaths, Mo Yiming plunged into the spiritual spring. The spring water splashed and sprinkled around.

The cool feeling quickly faded away from Mo Yiming's fatigue. After washing away the dust on his face, he felt the pores on his body involuntarily open and began to absorb the spiritual energy in the spiritual spring.

With a soothing sound, Mo Yiming's whole body was wet.

After slapping the bag of the hundred rivers around his waist, the lotus platform suddenly flew out and floated in the air. Mo Yiming took out the beast core from the other hundred rivers bag. In an instant, a large number of beast cores were suspended in the air, shining under the swaying of the candlelight. Xiaojun was dumbfounded.

"Change, transform, I want to transform!"

Mo Yiming looked impatient. After pondering for a while, his heart seemed to resonate with the lotus platform.

Suddenly, the lotus platform buzzed, and after turning, it couldn't wait to start absorbing the spiritual energy in the beast's core.

"Change... shape, transform... shape, you... want to transform... shape!"

Facing Mo Yiming's words, Xiaojun looked at the glowing beast cores and felt indescribable shock in his heart. Although he didn't know what Mo Yiming was saying, Xiaojun was also praying for Mo Yiming when he saw his excited and expectant expression.

Although he is the same age as Mo Yiming, his relationship with Mo Yiming has been treated with meticulously by Mo Yiming in the past few days. Xiaojun has long regarded Mo Yiming as his brother.
Chapter completed!