"Of course! Spiritual fruits have a limited shelf life after all."

"However, we cannot choose to go back the same way, as we might run into people from the Ghost Spirit Sect if we do that."

"Why not just choose a random direction and travel thousands of miles, then find a secluded place to perform alchemy work."

"As for the destination, of course, the decision is entirely up to Brother Chen."

Zi Ling blinked her beautiful eyes, pursed her red lips slightly, and said so.

"About the destination..."

Chen Yun frowned and looked around subconsciously.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. He reached out and pressed the storage bag, and a piece of silk-like object appeared in his hand.

This was the map of the Demon Valley that he obtained from the green silk robe.

He carefully examined the map, and also observed and confirmed the surrounding environment and geographical location.

A hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Because the location of this desert seems to be not far from the place marked on the map.

Just leave the desert and fly for about two days to reach the area marked on the map.

Looking at the rough markings on the map, Chen Yun fell into deep thought.

Zi Ling felt confused when she saw that Chen Yun did not respond to her question, but instead stared at a piece of unknown silk-like object in his hand.

However, the woman was smart and did not urge him. She just stayed there quietly waiting for Chen Yun to make a decision.

"Please follow me. First, I need to refine the elixir into shape."

Chen Yun had already made up his mind. He put away the map and spoke calmly.

However, when he saw the spiritual herb in front of him, he suddenly frowned and his arm drew an arc in the air.

A green light flashed, and a thin branch fell to the ground.

However, as soon as the branch touched the ground, it instantly became dry and broken, and turned into dust in the blink of an eye.

Chen Yun looked down and saw this scene, a hint of regret flashed across his eyes.

It seems that what is recorded in those ancient books is indeed true.

The roots of this Lingzhu fruit tree are obviously different from those of other spiritual trees. It is one of the very few spiritual trees in the world that cannot be transplanted.

Once the original growth location is changed, the spiritual tree will immediately wither and disappear, and it will be completely impossible to plant it by artificial means.

Chen Yun no longer hesitated. He raised his hand and released a ray of white light, summoning the wind-controlling car out. Then he flashed and sat steadily on the car.

Seeing this, Zi Ling followed Chen Yun and jumped onto the wind carriage without hesitation.

With a flash of white light, the windmill turned into a dazzling ball of light and rushed into the sky. In the blink of an eye, it turned into an insignificant white dot of light in the distant sky.

Chen Yun had already made plans. He would first find a suitable place to refine the Creation Pill on the way, and then take the pill as soon as possible to refine the medicinal power contained in it.

After you have personally experienced the magical effects of the Creation Pill and everything goes smoothly, go to the place marked on the map to find out.

See if there is any valuable treasure hidden there.

After all, this map seems quite mysterious. If there is any treasure there, it must be something extraordinary.

As long as there doesn't seem to be too much risk, Chen Yun will naturally not easily give up exploring the place depicted in the map.

About an hour later, the people from the Ghost Spirit Sect finally arrived at the oasis.

However, when they stood by the lake, looking at the ice lake that still showed no signs of melting and the empty spiritual herbs in the lake.

Many disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect looked at each other, and the face of the elder surnamed Zhong turned extremely pale.

At this moment, Chen Yun had already been traveling thousands of miles away, speeding towards the place marked on the map.

Not long after, the two successfully left the desert area, and a green-yellow plateau with undulating textures appeared before their eyes.

Seeing such terrain, Chen Yun couldn't help but sigh.

This remote corner called the Demon Valley actually houses a variety of complex and diverse terrain elements.

It seems that they are familiar with the geographical environment of all parts of the world. It is really an incredible spectacle!

However, is this a unique terrain formed naturally in the Demon Valley itself, or was it artificially created by ancient practitioners using powerful magical powers?
After flying for about half an hour, Chen Yun drove the wind car to a hilly and mountainous area.

He gazed at the not-very-high mountains and immediately went deep into the area hundreds of miles behind the mountains.

Finally, we found a seemingly ordinary hill and parked the windmill there.

"Fellow Daoist Zi Ling, let's start refining the elixir here!"

"I have carefully explored this place with my divine sense and found no traces of any ancient prohibitions or space cracks. The surrounding environment is relatively safe."

Chen Yun was suspended in the low-altitude area at the foot of the mountain and spoke to Zi Ling in a calm tone.

"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Chen. Zi Ling will take her leave now."

Zi Ling looked around, observed for a while, and then replied with a smile.

Then her figure transformed into a dazzling light and rushed towards another nearby hill.

Apparently, she planned to open up a secret cave on her own in order to refine the elixir.

When Zi Ling disappeared into the hill, Chen Yun withdrew his gaze, moved slightly, left the flying car, and stood several feet away from the wind-controlling car.

He made a hand gesture and waved it lightly at the flying car. The flying car immediately shrank rapidly and was easily put into his sleeves.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yun turned into a stream of green light and flew straight to the middle of the hill in front.

Not long after, under Chen Yun's command, dozens of flying swords worked together to cut the rocks, and a simple cave appeared before their eyes.

Chen Yun set up a small magic circle at the entrance of the cave, and then stepped into the cave with a calm expression.

To ensure safety, he deliberately released seven or eight Jindan stage puppets to guard the cave entrance to deal with possible emergencies.

Only then could Chen Yun enter a secret room with confidence. He threw the storage bag upwards.

Under the guidance of divine consciousness, a large amount of auxiliary raw materials for the Creation Pill that had been prepared long ago poured out, emitting a dazzling white glow.

Finally, Chen Yun took out the wooden box containing the Lingzhu fruit and a simple and elegant green small tripod, and let them float quietly in front of him.

Chen Yun closed his eyes slightly, glanced at the items carefully, took a deep breath, and then sat cross-legged on the spot.

Although this was Chen Yun's first attempt at refining a chemical elixir, he was naturally full of confidence with his alchemy skills close to the master level. In addition, Chen Yun had made sufficient preparations for this trip to the Fallen Demon Valley.

Whether it is the Lingzhu fruit as the main raw material, or other materials as auxiliary raw materials.

They have sufficient reserves. Even if they fail many times, it will not affect the overall situation.

Chen Yun was not sure whether Zi Ling could use the Lingzhu Fruit to successfully refine the Creation Pill.

After all, this woman had never demonstrated her alchemy skills in front of him.

However, since she only chose one fruit, she must have been confident.

While thinking this in his mind, Chen Yun stared intently at the small tripod that was spinning endlessly in front of him, his eyes firm and focused.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and a stream of green infant fire gushed out of his mouth, circling around the small tripod.

With a "puff", the entire cauldron was completely enveloped and raging flames instantly ignited.

In an instant, an alluring bright glow appeared in the originally silent baby flame - the small green tripod sparkled in the flame, emitting an incomparably hot breath.

The entire secret room was instantly shrouded in heat and the temperature rose rapidly.

A cold light flashed across Chen Yun's eyes. He waved his hand lightly, and a mysterious spell fell on the small tripod.

With a light "puff" sound, a dazzling green light shot up into the sky from the cauldron.

It turned out that the lid of the tripod flew out automatically, and after spinning a few times in the air, it hovered steadily above the small tripod.

Seeing this, Chen Yun quickly pointed at a square jade box in front of him, and the lid of the box disappeared silently.

One of the objects revealed was a black tuber-like object, about several inches in size and slightly flat in shape.

Chen Yun stared at the object for a moment, then stretched out his right hand and waved it in the air. The tuber-like object immediately broke away from the jade box and stopped in the air about ten feet above the ground.

Then, Chen Yun calmly waved his arm, and a green light flashed. About one-fifth of the tuber-like object fell down without any warning.

Then, he waved his hand casually, and a green light floated out from his sleeves, wrapping up the part that had just fallen, and then he threw it into the small tripod with a light flick.

Afterwards, he cast another spell at the rhizome-like object, causing it to return to the jade box.

Then, Chen Yun stopped paying attention to this object and instead cast a spell to open another rectangular wooden box, revealing a emerald green stem of an unknown spiritual herb that seemed to be unripe.

He followed the same method, using the sword to cut off a small part of the stalk and placed it in the small cauldron.

In this way, Chen Yun followed the recipe, carefully selected and put various materials into the small tripod one by one. Finally, he took out a spiritual candle fruit.

A green sword light flashed by, dividing the Lingzhu Fruit into four equal parts, and took one of them and put it into the small tripod.

Only then did Chen Yun lightly tap the lid of the tripod floating in the air.

The lid of the tripod fell vertically, sealing the small tripod tightly.

Chen Yun took a deep breath and opened his mouth again.

Green infant fire gushed out of its mouth, the flames suddenly expanded, and the temperature in the room soared again.

At this moment, Chen Yun stared intently at the small tripod in the flames, his ten fingers bouncing constantly, and one spell after another fell on the small tripod accurately.

Soon after, thunder-like sounds began to come from inside the small tripod, and the sound became louder and louder.

Seeing this, Chen Yun frowned slightly, and the speed of his hand gestures suddenly changed, sometimes slow, sometimes fast.

The thundering sound inside the small tripod also became higher and lower, which seemed quite strange.

At this moment, although Chen Yun's face remained calm, his eyes were flashing blue light.

It was as if he could penetrate the wall of the cauldron and directly observe the condition of the elixir inside the small cauldron. He looked neither happy nor worried.

Time is passing by second by second.
Just as Chen Yun was concentrating on refining the elixir, near the altar in the basin, the Ghost Spirit Sect's team finally succeeded in climbing to the top of the altar which was hundreds of feet high.

Amazingly, the ancient practitioners who built the altar seemed to have great ingenuity.

The restrictions on the altar steps are extremely complex. Starting from the bottom of the altar, every time people climb up to a certain height, the gravity they bear will immediately increase a lot.

Therefore, it took them just over two hours to climb from the bottom to the middle of the altar.

However, it took a whole day and night of hard work to continue from the middle of the altar to the top.

I even had to take a half-day break in the process to recover my depleted mana.

The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect and other Nascent Soul cultivators were able to successfully reach the top of the tomb on the mountaintop.

However, it was undoubtedly quite difficult for the three disciples in the Jindan stage to reach their destination, especially on the last ten or so steps.

It was difficult to walk, and almost every step was accompanied by a weight of more than a thousand pounds.

These fellow Daoists in the Jindan stage had to move inch by inch with great difficulty to reach this position.

However, the one who was obviously the most relaxed was Wei Wuya.

Throughout the entire process, we hardly saw any significant impact of the restriction on this late Nascent Soul cultivator. He always showed a calm and composed mentality, without showing any signs of fatigue.

In fact, even when Wang Tiangu and others reached the final stage, they could only take a step and rest, and their faces looked extremely pale.

After witnessing Wei Wuya's performance, the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect was secretly surprised and his evaluation of him improved accordingly.

Although their cultivation levels varied, under the careful attention of the Ghost Spirit Sect's leader, they finally succeeded in reaching the top of the altar at the same time.

Once they stepped onto the altar, the pressure that had been as heavy as a mountain suddenly disappeared, and the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Although they were protected by the protective aura, walking all the way from the bottom of the altar still made them feel sore in the waist and legs and exhausted all over.

This feeling, which is common in the lives of ordinary people, has been missing for them for many years.

After all, on ordinary days, they only needed a light leap to reach their destination, so they had never experienced such painful torture.

Wang Tiangu and others turned a deaf ear to this and immediately began looking around as soon as they set foot here.

The area here is over a hundred feet wide, and the ground is covered with crystal clear white jade bricks.

In the center stands a huge altar that is sixty to seventy meters long and is carefully crafted from beautiful green jade. The surrounding area is an empty and deserted environment. At the four corners of the altar stand a ten-meter-high bluestone pillar.

The surfaces of these stone pillars are engraved with complex runes and spells, which seem profound and incomprehensible, and extremely ancient.

Crouching on top of each of these stone pillars is a lifelike stone statue of a Qilin, each in a different shape and emitting a faint aura, like a unique work of art.

Such a simple thing, they naturally finished browsing it in a short time. (End of this chapter)