"Work hard and make breakthroughs!"
Late at night, Qin Gengyun quietly got up, looked sideways at Qiu Zhihe, who was sleeping soundly, got out of bed, walked quietly into the kitchen, and sat cross-legged on the spot.
Then he shouted in his heart.
In an instant, a stream of spiritual energy rushed out from the spiritual field and swam rapidly throughout his body like a long snake. Qin Gengyun felt as if his meridians were about to be torn apart.
He gritted his teeth and held back, guarded his mind, and silently operated the technique.
The technique that Qin Gengyun practiced was called "The Secret of Immortality". It was the most popular technique practiced by low-level casual cultivators and could be bought on the street with just one spirit stone.
There is nothing special about this Immortality Technique, it just allows the monks to absorb spiritual energy and slowly improve their cultivation.
If you want to fight with others, you need to practice the techniques for fighting.
For example, Xia Qinglian, the Saint of the Demon Sect, uses the Xuanbing Fire Demonic Skill, which is the top fighting skill. It is said that Xia Qinglian was able to leapfrog the level and challenge the Foundation Establishment in the later stage of Qi training. However, only the Saint of the Qinglian Sect is qualified to practice this skill. habit.
Even the next-level superior skills are mostly in the hands of large sects.
Even if there are some low-level combat skills spread outside, they are all expensive. Qin Gengyun spends all his income on living expenses and suppressing erysipelas, so he cannot afford them.
After enduring the pain of the expansion of his meridians and running the Secret of Immortality for a week, Qin Gengyun opened his eyes with joy on his face.
Bring up the personal properties panel.
[Name: Qin Gengyun]
【Lifespan: 35/40】
[Cultivation: third level of Qi training, 0/500]
[Skill: Alchemist Apprentice, 93/100]
[Spiritual roots: low-grade fire-type spiritual roots (16/100), low-grade ice-type spiritual roots (22/100)]
[Remaining allocable practice points: 10 points]
He finally reached the third level of Qi training!
His spiritual consciousness is enough to move things into the furnace, and he has the qualifications to become an alchemist.
Continue to the properties panel.
Just now, he only had time to add 2 practice points to his cultivation level, before he was continuously suppressed by Qiu Zhihe.
There are now 10 points left. Qin Gengyun thought for a while, turned his mind, and added all 10 points to [Skills].
Soon, a white light flashed in the panel.
[Skill: Level 1 Alchemist, 3/200]
Qin Gengyun finally became a real alchemist from an "alchemist apprentice".
After becoming an alchemist, the perception of medicinal materials, the control of furnace fires, and the purification of medicinal liquids have been greatly improved when refining elixirs.
Especially the most important step of "making an elixir" is how to use spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness to turn the extracted essence of the medicinal liquid into an elixir.
Only a true alchemist can understand it.
Qin Gengyun has worked in the alchemy workshop for many years and has rich theoretical knowledge. However, before, his spiritual knowledge was not enough and the alchemy master's understanding was insufficient, so he was unable to practice it.
Now that he has finally reached the third level of Qi training and the first level of alchemy master, he can finally try to refine elixirs.
However, among the seven mainstream skills in this world of immortality, alchemy is the most resource-intensive.
An alchemist must not only have sufficient cultivation and skill level, but also must have alchemy equipment.
The so-called alchemy equipment includes: alchemy furnace, fire-controlling fan, and alchemy stones used to make furnace fires.
Among them, the alchemy furnace is divided into bronze furnace, spirit gathering furnace and longevity furnace from low to high.
Bronze furnaces are the lowest grade and are used by most low-level alchemists.
But even if there is no spirit gathering array engraved on it, the lowest level bronze furnace costs about 100 to 200 spirit stones.
The fire-controlling fan is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. The lower-grade fire-controlling fan costs about 50 spirit stones.
To become an alchemist, the starting capital is enough to stump most ordinary cultivators.
Qin Gengyun remembered that there was a bronze furnace and a low-quality fire-controlling fan in the Lingdan Workshop that the owner had used and left unused. He could go to the steward tomorrow and ask if they could be disposed of at a low price for him.
Alchemy stones are consumables. You can buy a low-grade alchemy stone for 30 Ling Baht. Go to the night market to negotiate the price with a vendor. You should be able to buy four Lingshi for one Ling Baht, which should be enough to refine "Qingfeng Powder".
The elixirs are divided into nine grades, with the first grade being the lowest and the ninth grade being the highest.
The lowest level of first-grade elixirs is usually called "Powder". Because the ability of first-level alchemists to make elixirs is insufficient, the elixirs produced are difficult to form and are mostly in the form of granules, so they are called "Powders".
"Qingfeng Powder" is the most common type of low-grade first-grade elixir.
It can help you enter samadhi during practice, and can also relieve the most common miasma poisons.
Teams of monks who go to the Northern Wilderness to hunt for treasures usually prepare some.
It is also the easiest first-grade elixir to refine.
Qin Gengyun decided to try "Qingfeng Powder" for his first alchemy.
Tomorrow I will go to the Spiritual Pill Workshop and ask. If I can buy the idle bronze furnace and fire-controlling fan in the workshop at a low price, the rest will be easy to deal with.
After making up his mind, Qin Gengyun felt much better. At this time, he found that his fire spiritual roots in the attribute panel had increased by 4 points, and his ice spiritual roots had increased by 5 points.
This is another bonus.
Also, I have been squeezed so miserably, why should I be given more benefits?
Qin Gengyun quietly returned to the bed and saw Qiu Zhihe lying on his side, breathing evenly, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.
Doubts arose in his mind.
My wife looks cold and unsophisticated, so why is she so passionate about husband and wife matters?
The most annoying thing is that she takes the initiative every time, but she still looks so cold when she is working hard.
Why are you so excited when you feel so indifferent?
Is it because...my time is too short?
Thinking of this, Qin Gengyun sighed silently.
When our alchemy career is on the right track, we must exercise well and we can no longer be thirty-year-old brothers.
He worked too much today and was a little tired. He fell asleep within a short time after clinging to the pillow.
At this time, Qiu Zhihe, who had her back turned to him, suddenly opened her eyes.
She got out of bed lightly, her white and tender soles making almost no sound on the ground, walked into the kitchen, and stayed for a moment where Qin Gengyun was sitting cross-legged.
Doubt appeared on her round and pretty face.
Then she sat down cross-legged.
Soon, a faint light flashed in the kitchen, sometimes fiery red, sometimes snow-white.
After burning the incense, Qiu Zhihe quietly returned to the bed, looked sideways at Qin Gengyun, turned her back to him, and closed her eyes.
...
The next day.
early morning.
Qin Gengyun got up early as usual, but Qiu Zhihe was still sleeping.
He sighed helplessly, got dressed, washed briefly and was ready to go out.
"I've washed the wedding dress, who should I give it to?"
A crisp and indifferent voice came from behind him. Qin Gengyun turned around and saw Qiu Zhihe sitting up from the bed, hugging the quilt, with her haircut and sideburns looking a bit lazy and cute.
Qin Gengyun pointed to the right: "The Taoist monk next door, the male cultivator is named Zhang Chengdao, and the female cultivator is named Chen Fang. These two Taoist fellows are good people. If you have nothing to do, you can interact with them more."
After thinking about it, Qin Gengyun looked at Qiu Zhihe's innocent and charming face, and pointed to the next door on the left:
"The fellow Taoist who lives here...is not serious. If he says anything to you, you don't need to pay attention to it."
"good."
Qiu Zhihe nodded and suddenly said:
"You haven't had breakfast yet? There's still a lot of porridge from last night. I'll cook it for you."
"No, no need. It's too late for me to order. Just eat it by yourself."
Qin Gengyun's expression changed, and he quickly opened the door and slipped away.
After Qin Gengyun left, Qiu Zhihe got dressed and walked into the kitchen. She looked at the black porridge in the pot, remained silent for a moment, and stretched out her slender white hands.
The next moment, a cold air came out of her palm, and soon the black porridge in the pot froze into ice cubes.
Then, flames burst out from the white jade-like palm, and the black ice cubes in the pot quickly melted and boiled, turning into a thick and sticky liquid.
"Restored to the second level of Qi training."
Qiu Zhihe murmured, hesitated, dipped his chopsticks into a little thick black liquid, put it to his mouth, stretched out his soft little tongue, and licked the chopsticks.
"Bah, bah!"
Qiu Zhihe frowned and pouted several times with a look of disbelief on his face:
"The porridge I cooked is so terrible?"
She ignored the pot of black porridge, turned around, walked back to the window, and took down the wedding dress she washed yesterday from the clothes drying rod.
There are still some small stains on it that have not been washed away, but for Qiu Zhihe, who is doing laundry for the first time, this is enough.
She folded the wedding dress crookedly, picked it up and walked out of the door. She turned right and came to the door of the Taoist monk next door.
Suddenly, through the rough soundproof formation, Qiu Zhihe heard bursts of blurry sounds coming from inside.
She was silent for a moment, then turned and walked back to the door of her house.
The door to the next door on the left opened, and a wretched-looking male cultivator walked out. His face was pale and his steps were sloppy. He was obviously drained by alcohol and sex.
Seeing Qiu Zhihe, his narrow triangular eyes lit up and he asked with a smile:
"This Fellow Daoist, are you the wife that Fellow Daoist Qin just married?"
Qiu Zhihe remembered Qin Gengyun's words, ignored him, opened the door and entered the house, slamming the door.
This wretched male cultivator touched his chin, his eyes full of amazement:
"A childlike face with giant peaches, thin branches bearing huge fruits, this is the best!"
