"Jiushu, this kid, definitely did it on purpose. His purpose is to make you severely punished." Mu Zifeng secretly transmitted the message.
Even the alchemists in the Alchemy Workshop of the Nineteenth Branch Hall also saw the secret.
Grand Master Chongle came to see Zhou Yang with a sad look on his face.
"It doesn't matter. You hurry up and complete your task. I'll find someone to help." Zhou Yang patted his shoulder, turned and left the hall.
Not long after, a cultivator in black clothes and a black hat followed Zhou Yang into the secret room.
The man's face was covered by a black hat, and his true appearance could not be seen at all, and his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate.
"You two, get out." Zhou Yang waved his hand and sent the two alchemy assistants out of the secret room.
"The deacon has only been here for less than a year, and I have never seen him go out. Where did he come from as an alchemist friend?" All the alchemists couldn't help but discuss.
"Why don't you become an official? If you can complete the task, you can be promoted to the position of deacon." Someone said.
"It's okay not to accept it. Our Lord Deacon hides everything deeply and is not a mortal."
The mission deadline came, and there were a lot of pills. Zhou Yang handed them over in full, which made Ju Shu, who was hiding in the secret room to heal his wounds, couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"Damn it, who is that nosy person? When I find out, I have to make him look good!" Ju Shu gritted his teeth angrily.
After completing this mission, Zhou Yang received 70% of the sect's contribution value and 30% of the Grand Master's Chongle. Not only did Jushu have no skills at all, but he was also scolded by Lord Chu, and a lot of sect contribution points were deducted to reward Zhou Yang and Chong Le.
Jushu was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. This time he was really seriously injured.
"Senior brother, you must keep this matter secret, otherwise, junior brother, I will never be able to return to the transfer hall." After sending Wu Jun to the sacred mountain, Zhou Yang solemnly explained before leaving.
"Junior Brother Qi, with such a high level of alchemy attainments, it would be such a pity that you don't stay in the Alchemy Palace!" Wu Jun was filled with admiration for this young junior brother.
"You also understand, junior brother, this is not my ambition." Zhou Yang shook his head.
"Yes, the Alchemy Palace is indeed too dull and boring." Wu Jun nodded.
In addition to Grandmaster Chongda and Jushu, how could Zhou Yang recognize any Quasi-Alchemy Patriarch? The man in black robe was simply Wujun.
His black robe has the effect of isolating his spiritual consciousness, and even ordinary gods and powers cannot see his true appearance.
For these three types of ninth-grade elixirs, Zhou Yang's elixir success rate has reached 65%. The highest elixir success rate announced to the outside world is 50%, and the lowest is 30%. The average is about 40%.
Even so, it is higher than the average rate of elixir formation in the Alchemy Palace, so the excess rewards received are still quite a lot.
With an elixir success rate of 65%, Zhou Yang was able to complete more than twenty ninth-grade elixirs in three days, a mere seventeen, not to mention.
In fact, Zhou Yang did refine more than 20 pills, because he still had several missions of his own, as well as pills that were exceeded based on the average pill-making rate.
He used Wujun as a cover-up to hide the true rate of elixir formation.
After completing the mission, Zhou Yang's contribution to the sect was already very high. It was estimated that he could use an intermediate-level clearing pool and an intermediate-level physical tempering formation. He didn't know what he could do with the rest.
There are too many places that require the sect's contribution points. He has to enter the Sutra Collection Hall and redeem at least one God-level skill to verify it with the God-level skills of the Celestial Clan and improve it. Only in this way can he achieve a perfect breakthrough. .
In addition, an important elixir needed to break through the realm of gods must also be exchanged for the sect's contribution points.
As for the materials for the two elixirs in the Alchemy Essentials, the Ninth Grade Earth Bone Pill and the Marrow Cleansing Pill, Zhou Yang had only transferred some of them from the sacred mountain medicine field, and the rest were exchanged for excess rewards and did not use the sect's contribution points.
After successfully refining these two kinds of elixirs, Zhou Yang was able to refine five kinds of ninth-grade elixirs, which far exceeded Mu Zifeng's level back then.
After only ten days of rest, the mission of the Alchemy Palace was completed. Within a month, 330 ninth-grade elixirs were completed, and there were still 25,000 eighth-grade elixirs.
However, the grand competition held every ten years in the Chuan Gong Hall will be held in seven days. Zhou Yang wanted to participate so that he could test his skills as a cultivator in the Holy Land.
In addition, the rewards for this competition are extremely generous, and the rewards at the quasi-god level can make the real powerful gods jealous.
"The main hall is in urgent need of these elixirs, and there can't be a moment's delay. Besides, the main hall-level competition will be held in a few years. Let's wait for the next time." Crazy Chu rejected his request for leave.
"Oh, sir, it's easy to say that the competition at the main palace level will have to wait until five years later." Because the relationship between the two is already very close, Zhou Yang dared to complain a few words.
"You kid, are you looking for a fight? You think I don't want you to go, but you can't help it. The tasks from above are too heavy and too urgent. It's the same for several branches. Even I have to do the refining myself. .Now that you kid is making sarcastic remarks again, do you still have a damn conscience?" Chu Fengzi scolded.
"It's all my subordinates' fault, right? For your mission, I accept it, and I will complete it with quality and quantity, and I will never embarrass you!" Zhou Yang had no choice but to express his stance.
"That's pretty much it." Crazy Chu nodded with satisfaction.
Zhou Yang could only shake his head and sigh for missing this opportunity.
Not only did he have to complete his own tasks, he also had to take time to instruct the alchemists. As the deacon of the alchemy workshop, he was extremely busy.
"You, you have to find a way to get out as soon as possible. Apart from having too many chores and always taking pills to improve your cultivation, it is not the right path in the end." Chi Lingzi's tone was extremely solemn.
"Well, what the old guy said makes sense." Mu Zifeng also realized the seriousness of the problem.
"From the late-stage consolidation of the God of God, directly to the peak of the God of God, and then to the realm of quasi-gods, you have gone too fast. Ordinary cultivators may not be able to reach this speed in their lifetime."
"Although you have tempered the formation and been baptized in the Huaqing Pool, you still need more battles and even life and death training, so that you can further accumulate your cultivation and consolidate your realm, so that you can successfully break through to the realm of the gods." Chi Ling Zi said again.
"Well, you've been going too smoothly during this period, and you've also taken too many ninth-grade elixirs. This is not a good thing, definitely not a good thing." Mu Zifeng was rarely consistent with Chi Lingzi.
Although Mr. Ji's alchemy secrets can enhance the power of the soul, this effect has also disappeared due to Zhou Yang's Taoism reaching its peak.
"Maybe I'm really eager to get things done." Zhou Yang nodded.
"That's right, firstly, the life in the Alchemy Palace has made you feel satisfied. Secondly, due to the Huaqing Pond, you rely too much on the ninth-grade spiritual elixir. Think about it, if you only rely on the ninth-grade spiritual elixir, To be able to break through to the ultimate realm of gods, how many powerful gods must there be in the endless starry sky?"
