The Snow Lotus Pill is still extremely important to him. At least for now, if he doesn't have the pill, he may recover later.
Then we need to find some things that can replenish the essence. These are all treasures of heaven and earth. Even in Baibaozhai, they are frighteningly expensive. Maybe five thousand spirit stones are nothing there.
He only has so many spirit stones all over his body.
What else can be done?
In the following days, he went to the Alchemy Palace to read some sect classics, and by the way, he could also watch the elders making elixirs.
The elder never kept any secrets from him, and he would also give a thorough introduction to the medicinal properties of various elixirs.
So much so that he could quickly understand how a pill was refined.
It is very detailed, down to the details of how each herb should be refined to retain its maximum medicinal properties. These are some valuable experiences. Even if they are found in the sect's classics, it is far inferior to those cold words.
This can be considered an opportunity.
Elders pay great attention to rules and regulations when refining elixirs, and they also have a fixed time to refine elixirs, so they rarely fail.
But there were also times when the alchemy furnace exploded, leaving the three of them disgraced.
After all, elixirs are still very precious.
Moreover, various techniques are used to condense and compress. When compressed to a certain level, it will also cause strong vibrations. Although it will not have a huge impact on the surrounding areas, it will not look good.
"When it comes to making alchemy, it's better to just let it happen." The elder coughed lightly and did not express any major opinions on this matter.
Wiping the plant ash on his face, he continued to enter the state of alchemy.
Yun Shu still admires this very much.
As expected of an elder, he is not surprised by changes.
But it is said that the elder lost his temper that night and even broke several alchemy furnaces.
Yun Shu, "..." Are all the seemingly gentle elders so temperamental?
But that's right, those who can refine elixirs to great heights have fire-attribute spiritual roots, and can have a hot temper.
Yun Shu didn't think anything was wrong, and it was like this until half a month later. With the warmth of two pills, his energy and spirit had been completely restored.
It is indeed a second-level elixir, and the effect is really impressive.
At this time, he took out the technique of condensing pills and learned them one by one.
It was very easy to brush up the proficiency to Dacheng. This was not too difficult, because it was just a technique, and it was not considered a powerful technique.
It can even be said that it is only equivalent to some low-level spells, with some improvements on this basis.
After coming out of his room, Yun Shu looked outside. Sure enough, it was better to fully recover like this. Before, a gust of wind might have knocked him down.
Now, one punch and one foundation building period!
After thinking about it, he decided to pay a visit to his master.
Although he didn't have any outstanding results, it was not reasonable to not visit the teacher for so long.
The teacher is no longer in the sect's handyman area, and Yun Shu doesn't know where the master is now, so he can only go to the fat deacon first.
The fat deacon, who was still half asleep and half awake, felt him approaching and opened his eyes slightly.
"I want to visit Master."
"Okay, please wait for me first." The fat deacon said casually.
He casually arranged the bamboo slips on the table, explained it to the group of disciples who had just come to receive the mission, and then turned around and walked over.
"Let's go, I'll take you there. His current situation should be very bad." The fat deacon sighed casually.
"What's wrong, Master?" Yun Shu asked in surprise.
"What else could be wrong? He seems to be practicing a powerful skill. I can't tell the name of the skill, but it seems to be both good and evil. The pressure on him from the sect may be too much. It would be better to let him He took risks." The fat deacon shook his head gently and said. "Actually, I quite hope he can succeed. At least the sect can feel proud."
Yun Shu was silent for a moment, not expecting the master to do this.
In the original plot, after the sect was destroyed, the whereabouts of the master became erratic.
When he was finally met by Chu Huangyue, he was already extremely powerful and became the guardian of a secret realm. However, his mind may not have been very good at that time. However, he finally regained his clarity, also thanks to Chu Huangyue. opportunities.
Could it be that Master has been practicing this kind of technique since the sect was destroyed?
But if you start cultivating now, the time may not match up. With Master’s talent, if you start cultivating now, it may be like chopping melons and vegetables in the battle that destroys the sect. All chopped up.
Yun Shu was not sure about the changes, but there must be something unusual that he might not have noticed.
But why not notice it?
Since Master has already started practicing, he must have made up his mind.
There is no need to ask about the technique. There is no doubt that it will swallow up people's sanity. The heroine spent a lot of effort to restore the master's sanity, and she needed countless materials.
Yun Shu followed the fat deacon and walked towards a quiet house.
This is the back mountain of the sect. It is a place where few people come. It is also the burial place of the ancestors of the sect. Although the sect is in decline, it still had its glory days, so this place is extremely majestic.
What is incompatible with it is a simple house.
The wooden house is constantly flashing with an extremely powerful aura, which is quite evil. Even if you stand far away, you can feel the powerful force within it, and it seems to be accompanied by a breathtaking aura.
It was as if just one glance and all the mind was sucked into it.
It's too scary.
Yun Shu just glanced inside.
With his level of mental power, the fluctuations of mental power that spread out were slightly trembling.
This is the burial place of the ancestors of the sects of past generations. Powerful spiritual energy crisscrosses the area, so the master's aura seems a bit insignificant here.
The fat deacon's mental energy swayed slightly, and he was isolated from the pressure of this momentum.
"Old Immortal, I brought your disciples to see you." The fat deacon said in a loud voice.
The momentum inside dimmed for a moment, and continued to decrease.
The two waited outside the door for about a quarter of an hour before an old man in gray robe walked out.
"You shouldn't have brought him here." The old man in gray robe said, "He is not strong enough, and letting him know this will only increase the pressure."
Then he looked over. The moment Yun Shu saw the old man's gaze, he froze slightly.
The old man's eyes were blood red, completely different from the cloudy eyes he had seen before.
The old man's technique was so weird that even Yun Shu couldn't explain it. Although it was introduced in detail in the plot, it was in the later stage and no one knew what it would be like now.
"Master." Yun Shu bowed slightly.
"You're here." The old man smiled slightly, but then he was slightly surprised, "Even I can't see the young man's current strength clearly. This fourth level of Qi training should be for others to see. I can feel a hidden power in your body. Is it time to become a god now? Or is it the mastery of breath gathering?"
"The latter." Yun Shu said with a slight pause on his face, then smiled slowly, "Master really thinks highly of me. I have achieved divine transformation in such a short period of time."
However, what the old man said still made him extremely frightened.
You can't feel the fluctuations just now in the Divine Transformation Stage. Doesn't that mean that the old man's strength has reached the level of the Nascent Soul Stage?
But that's not necessarily the case. Yun Shu could only feel the old man's unfathomability, and he couldn't tell exactly how far it had reached.
Maybe for a strong man of this level, his breath gathering technique has no secrets.
The only way may be to restrain them all, and then pretend to be an ordinary person, so as not to be noticed by them.
"This is what I expect from you." The old man in gray robe then shook his head gently and said, "As a god, you can already reach the level of our sages, and you can at least push the history of the sect forward for hundreds of years. "
"The old man may have no hope of becoming a god in this life. Even breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage has taken all his efforts. His potential has been completely exhausted. Going further will be as difficult as reaching the sky." The old man in gray robe looked at the sky and sighed slightly. sigh.
At this moment, not only Yun Shu, but also the fat deacon showed an extremely shocked look in his eyes, "Nascent Soul stage? Have you reached it?"
"We have just touched the edge. We are only able to break through. Now we have the strength to intimidate large sects. However, Wanjiange has been weak for a long time. It is time to change something!" The gray-robed old man's eyes were like lightning and his voice was slightly cold.
"There are more than one Nascent Soul stage in a large sect. Hey, but according to what you said, now we can hold our chests high and our heads up." The fat deacon said with slight surprise.
The old man in gray robe glanced at his hands, which were still shaking slightly, but then he put his hands behind his back and ignored them, "Now I have some capital to establish myself in this small place. As for those debts, I will recover them bit by bit."
"I need to go to the ancient mine first. You guys are here this time, so come with me."
"Are you looking for Chen Hong's body?" The fat deacon was slightly excited.
The old man in gray robe was slightly startled, then shook his head again, "The body is in the ancient mine, there is no way it could be left behind. I'm going to find some other things. You just need to follow me. I don't need you to take action."
"good!"
The fat deacon directly agreed. It didn't matter what the old man in gray robe thought about him. He really wanted to see Chen Hong's body. He had a feeling that no one could be seen alive or dead.
Chen Hong, will he still be alive?
(End of chapter)
