After chatting with Wang Zhongyuan, Liu Wuxie returned to bed.
I plan to wait until the night is quiet before heading to the bamboo forest in the west.
Jiaodo and others were very tired after a busy day and soon fell asleep.
Liu Wuxie quietly went down to the ground, opened the door, and then closed it gently.
It turned into a meteor and disappeared in place.
I've been here once during the day, and I'm pretty familiar with it. At night, there are people patrolling the handyman area, but almost no one comes to the dispensing hall.
Liu Wuxie avoided those eyeliners and arrived at the dispensing hall in just a cup of tea.
"Shashasha..."
When the wind blows, there is a rustling sound from the bamboo forest in the distance. The sound of large bamboo leaves hitting each other is like the friction of palms.
Instead of heading to the bamboo forest in a hurry, he headed towards the waste pill.
The waste pills that were abandoned outside have long been treated as garbage, and no one will come here.
Liu Wuxie took out the storage ring and took away nearly a thousand waste pills.
Taking too much at one time can easily arouse suspicion from others.
After getting the waste pill, he turned around and headed deep into the bamboo forest.
The bamboo forest was very large, and it was pitch black inside. With the faint moonlight, I could barely see around me.
Finding a fairly flat ground, Liu Wuxie took out a candle and lit it gently.
With the fire candle, the surrounding light became a little brighter.
But from the outside, it's still dark inside, mainly because the bamboo forest is too big.
He took out dozens of the waste elixirs he had collected and placed them in front of him one by one.
These elixirs have different qualities and properties, and even the names of the elixirs should be different.
It's not easy to repair.
The reason why the waste elixir was discarded was not that the medicinal effect inside it disappeared, but that the toxicity was not completely eliminated during purification.
As long as the toxicity is removed, it can still be turned into a intact elixir.
But most spiritual cultivators can only repair those waste elixirs that are not very toxic. Even intermediate spiritual cultivators are helpless with waste elixirs of this level.
Liu Wuxie didn't know what level of spiritual cultivator he belonged to.
The spiritual cultivation techniques, pharmacists, and nine transformations of gods and demons that seeped out from the mysterious light group were far beyond his knowledge.
With the example from the day, it was a lot easier this time.
"This elixir is mild in nature, and the spirit-nurturing patterns are mainly gentle."
Liu Wuxie picked out the first elixir. After understanding the nature of the elixir, it would be much easier to repair it.
Carving on his right hand, a gentle spirit-nurturing pattern floated in front of him.
"go!"
The spirit-nurturing pattern turned into a golden light and penetrated into the elixir.
His technique was much more skillful than during the day, and a strong poisonous gas overflowed from the depths of the elixir.
One after another, Liu Wuxie was not worried about the elixir becoming useless.
His current goal is to understand the art of cultivating spirits.
When the eighth spiritual cultivation pattern was drawn, the elixir finally exploded.
The first one failed, so continue to purify the second one.
Time passed silently.
When the fourth one was purified, one was finally successful. It was intact and the quality of the elixir was even purer than at the beginning.
With the blessing of the spirit-nurturing pattern, the efficacy of the medicine is completely stimulated.
Put away the repaired elixirs and put them into repair.
An hour passed in a flash, and Liu Wuxie completely entered the state of selflessness.
He ignored everything around him, not even noticing a figure appearing in the distance.
The continuous carving of a large number of spirit-nurturing patterns caused subtle fluctuations in the surrounding world.
The ordinary False God Realm cannot detect it, but the powerful Divine Sovereign Realm can clearly detect even weak changes.
An unkempt old man appeared, standing a few hundred meters away from Liu Wuxie.
Although it was pitch dark all around, the old man's eyes could emit bursts of cold light in the dark night.
At first, Old Man Zao didn't pay much attention. When Liu Wuxie successfully purified an elixir, a strange look flashed in Old Man Zao's eyes.
Liu Wuxie continued to repair the elixir, and when it came to the tenth elixir, he succeeded in another one.
"Two out of ten pills were successful. The probability is not low."
Liu Wuxie wiped the sweat from his forehead and said softly.
He is still in the exploratory stage, and when he gets the complete collection of elixirs, the repair will be easier.
He took out ten more pills and continued to put them in.
This time Liu Wuxie succeeded in three, and the ratio increased again.
Over and over again, until a hint of fish belly white appeared in the east, Liu Wuxie gave up.
After a night of repairs, I had more than thirty pills in my hand, with different qualities and different effects.
You need to buy an encyclopedia of elixirs and be familiar with their effects. Only after you understand them clearly can you maximize the benefits of the elixirs.
Which elixir is suitable for restoring domain spirit energy, which elixir is suitable for swallowing during practice, and which elixir is suitable for healing injuries? Liu Wuxie still doesn't understand these at all.
At midnight, the bad old man left.
Just as Liu Wuxie entered the house, Jiao Duo and the others had already gotten up.
Still only Wang Zhongyuan said hello to Liu Wuxie. "Junior Brother Liu, today you have to go to the Sword Washing Pool with us. The task there is very heavy, because as the end of the year approaches, a large number of disciples go out to do tasks and experience, resulting in a lot of damage to the weapons. These weapons need to be repaired by us.
"
Wang Zhongyuan walked up to Liu Wuxie and whispered.
At the end of every year, the Temple of Heaven holds a martial arts competition.
Outstanding performance will receive sect rewards.
Especially the competition among the outer sects is more intense. The top one thousand will be promoted to inner sect disciples, while the last thousand will leave the Heavenly Temple.
The same goes for inner disciples.
Therefore, the Heavenly Temple recruits a large number of disciples every year, but the number has always been maintained at a balanced position.
If someone joins, someone will leave.
In addition, if you go out to practice and do tasks, you will also lose a large number of disciples of the Heavenly Temple every year.
"I see!"
Liu Wuxie nodded.
To avoid the scene from yesterday morning, Jiao Duo sent Jin Shirong to the cafeteria and directly received breakfast for eight people.
After the group finished eating, they walked towards the sword washing pool.
The moment he arrived at the sword washing pool, Liu Wuxie was still stunned by the scene in front of him.
Dozens of sword-washing pools were surrounded by weapons.
All kinds of weapons, both named and unnamed, are available here.
"Are these weapons waiting to be repaired?"
Looking at the mountains of weapons, Liu Wuxie asked Wang Zhongyuan.
In addition to ordinary outer disciple weapons, there are also many weapons used by inner disciples.
These are their natal artifacts. After being damaged, it is a pity to throw them away, so they can only use them to repair them in the sword washing pool.
Re-casting is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also requires re-collection of materials, which consumes a lot of resources and requires the foundry to re-cast.
Besides, newly forged weapons may not be easy to get hold of.
The most important thing is that the natal artifact cannot be destroyed easily. Repair it if you can. If it doesn't work, think of other ways.
The natal artifact contains the essence, blood and soul of the body. After it is destroyed, it will harm itself. In the least, the cultivation level will be damaged, and in the worst case, the vitality will be severely damaged.
"These are all, and a large number of weapons are expected to be shipped tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
Wang Zhongyuan sighed.
Liu Wuxie finally understood why the handyman disciples had no status and could only serve the formal disciples non-stop every day.
"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!"
Jiao Duo scolded them and told them to work quickly.
Before it was tea time, more than a dozen sword-washing pools were already overcrowded.
Some are responsible for registration, some are responsible for repairs, and some are responsible for cleaning up the dirt inside.
"Junior Brother Liu, do you know how to prepare medicine?"
Wang Zhongyuan took out a long sword, threw it into the sword washing pool, rinsed it repeatedly, and used the liquid in the sword washing pool to wash away the dirt on it.
This long sword was chewed into pieces by a monster and had to be washed again before it could be repaired.
"don't know!"
Liu Wuxie shook his head.
After saying that, he followed Wang Zhongyuan's example, picked up a long sword from the ground, placed it in the sword washing pool, and washed it continuously.
"If you know how to prepare medicine, you can leave the handyman area and be reused by the sect."
Wang Zhongyuan murmured to himself, and sighed after speaking.
Liu Wuxie didn't care at all. He didn't want to leave the Assistant Hall just yet. There were so many waste pills waiting for him to dig out. Even if the hall master restored his status as an outer disciple, he would not agree.
Although pharmacists are popular, once you become a pharmacist, it means you have to give up your martial arts practice.
For now, he still plans to focus on martial arts.
The liquid in the sword washing pool was prepared by the pharmacist.
"Everyone take out the washed long swords and send them to the Spiritual Education Hall, and ask the Spiritual Education Master to repair the gaps."
Jiao Duo is older and a veteran handyman disciple. Xia Yi, Wang Zhongyuan and others all have to follow Jiao Duo's arrangements.
"come here!"
Liu Wuxie devoted himself wholeheartedly to the sword washing pool, when suddenly a voice came from behind him.
"What's the deacon's order?"
Liu Wuxie turned around and saw a deacon pointing at him, and quickly stepped forward to ask.
Jiao Duo and Wang Zhongyuan turned their heads and looked this way. When they saw the deacon, their hearts suddenly thumped.
"Come with me!"
The deacon couldn't help but ask Liu Wuxie to follow him.
Liu Wuxie hesitated for a moment, but still followed.
In the handyman's hall, you must obey the deacon's change.
It wasn't that Liu Wuxie didn't dare to resist, but that after leaving the handyman hall, where could he go.
Without the big tree of Tianshen Temple, Cao Zhenzong and Li Da could kill him openly.
For now, the Handyman Hall is his protective umbrella. Staying here is at least safe.
In addition, the spiritual cultivation technique can repair those waste elixirs, making it even more impossible for Liu Wuxie to leave.
"Senior Brother Jiao, where did you say Deacon Xue took Junior Brother Liu?"
Wang Zhongyuan asked Jiao Duo who was not far away.
"Don't ask nonsense and get to work!"
Giotto did not answer, but asked them to hurry up and work.
"Liang Zhishen is one of Deacon Xue's men. He injured Liang Zhishen yesterday. Deacon Xue will definitely settle the score with him. It's probably more serious than bad."
Xia Yi shook his head, thinking that it would be difficult for Liu Wuxie to come back alive.
The others remained silent, which was equivalent to acquiescing to what Xia Yi said.
Deacon Xue is known for his vengeance, and those who have offended him over the years have not had a good ending.
This was also the reason why Jiao Duo and the others deliberately alienated Liu Wuxie.
If he continues to get closer to Liu Wuxie, he may be hurt.
Passing through the sword-washing pool, we came to a main hall.
"Send these things to Xuanwu Hall. Someone will pick them up there."
Deacon Xue pointed to the repaired weapons on the ground and asked Liu Wuxie to send them over quickly. Liu Wuxie frowned. He remembered that the disciples would pick up the repaired weapons themselves and send them over when needed.
