Outer city, southwest corner.
As the location closest to the Xiaoyue Mountains, the number of residents here has always been the smallest.
The reason is naturally because the main demon race in the Xiaoyue Mountains is wolves, which come and go like the wind, and are bloodthirsty and ruthless.
Even if the high-level demon wolves are afraid of Dahefang's formation and dare not come over, there are always one or two demon wolves that have not activated their intelligence and will occasionally come over.
This is also the reason why Luo Chen never dared to waste his spiritual power randomly in this place and always ensured that he had enough energy to escape.
There are very few monks who usually come here.
But today, a lot of people suddenly came.
The leader was a short monk with a face that had experienced many vicissitudes of life, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness when he opened and closed them.
"Are you sure this is here?"
"Second Brother Gao, according to the guidance of the breath-finding disk, the most breath is left here. Ting'e should have stayed here for a long time."
Five or six days have passed since the day when the Dajiang Gang suddenly attacked the entrance to the seventh hall of the Poshan Gang.
In that battle, the Poshan Gang suffered heavy losses.
But if you compare the manpower lost by the Dajiang Gang in the mountains, the losses on both sides are only half a pound.
If we continue to do this, it will be a bit unbearable for some casual cultivators who are just trying to survive.
And these people are the majority of the gangs.
So Mi Shuhua, the leader of the Poshan Gang, came forward to try to negotiate peace.
The final outcome of the negotiations is unknown, but at least in the short term there will be no more major wars.
As the second-in-command of the Dajiang Gang, Gao Tingyuan was now free to care about his bastard brother Gao Ting'e.
He has been missing for several days!
Everyone knows what it means for a monk in the middle stage of Qi Refining to disappear from the outer city of Dahefang for several days without saying hello.
Gao Tingyuan was anxious.
Then he found the master in charge of transportation on the river and began to trace the whereabouts of his younger brother.
Finally, here we are.
Gao Tingyuan looked at the charred ground, and then at the ruins next to it that were almost burned to ashes.
It was obvious that a fierce battle had taken place here.
And the means of causing this tragic scene was, not surprisingly, the Fierce Sun Talisman that Gao Ting'e bought from the black market.
The strong aura of Guarding Earth should have also inspired the Guarding Earth Cover Spirit Talisman.
Gao Tingyuan's face became more and more gloomy, "I used the Burning Sun Talisman and the garrison shield. If it is just used to kill a Wednesday, it is absolutely impossible."
He looked at the ruins next to him.
"Who lives here?"
"A casual cultivator named Luo Chen used to run errands for others in the early days. Later, he tinkered with some Bigu Pills to sell."
"What cultivation level?"
"Let's go to the third floor of Qi Refining. I'm a poor guy. Living here only costs half a spirit stone for a month's cheap rent."
"Where are the others?"
"I haven't found it yet. It is said that he is usually very lonely and does not interact with the neighbors here."
Casual cultivators on the third level of Qi refining cannot pose any threat to monks on the fifth level of Qi refining.
Especially that person, Gao Ting'e, who has a treasure.
"Can you find out where my little brother's last breath stopped?"
The monk next to him increased the injection of spiritual power, and the Qi-seeking disk in his hand trembled, and finally the pointer stopped at the front.
"In the mountains!"
"Let's go in with me and take a look."
"But we are not familiar with the situation in the mountains at all!"
"Um?"
Under Gao Tingyuan's gaze, several monks reluctantly followed him in.
Crossing the overgrown wasteland, we gradually penetrated into the dense forest.
In the dense forest, some demonic spirits appeared faintly, which made a group of monks very uneasy.
Even Gao Tingyuan was hesitant.
There are millions of mountains in the Eastern Wasteland, and the resources are so rich that they cannot be added.
However, after thousands of years, human monks have only opened up less than 1%.
It is rumored that there are countless third-level demon kings and fourth-level demon kings in the mountains, and there are even ancient demons hiding among them.
The so-called hunting in the mountains by casual cultivators is actually just a small hunt in the outermost areas.
Once you encounter a second-level monster, you can only run away, and most of them can't escape.
The reason why the Poshan Gang can firmly control the business in the mountains is that they used their lives one by one to explore the territories of many second-level monsters in the early days.
But even so, you have to be careful every time you enter the mountains.
"That's not right, second grade brother."
"What's wrong?"
"The seeker disk is starting to get confused."
"What's the meaning?"
Gao Tingyuan looked at the air-finding disk. The pointer on it was moving wildly, sometimes going east, sometimes going west.
In just a few moments, it pointed in four or five different directions.
"This situation has happened before. A brother in the gang was killed. The body was divided into several pieces and fed to several big fish..."
The monk holding the Qi-seeking disk spoke in a lower and lower voice.
Because Gao Tingyuan's face next to him had become extremely gloomy.
The depressing atmosphere blended perfectly into this forest.
After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Not only will you kill my little brother, but you will also humiliate his body. Don't let me find you!"
"Then second brother, where are we now?"
"go back!"
The group of people felt relieved, and their steps back became much more brisk.
When passing by the ruins, Gao Tingyuan paused for a moment.
"Inform Lao Wu and ask him to check whether any monks from the Poshan Gang who are in the late stage of Qi Refining came here that night. Also check if there are any monks at the fifth level of Qi Refining."
"Also, the casual cultivator who lives here should also check the situation. If he is still alive, bring him to me."
"Don't let me find you, bastard, I'll make your life worse than death!"
After saying that, he turned his hand and shot out a spiritual light.
The magic weapon in the spiritual light loomed, turned into a blue water dragon, and suddenly hit the ruins.
The only half of the wall that had not collapsed had sunk three feet into the ground, with only a sharp corner exposed.
...
Luo Chen didn't know anything about the fact that his old house had been hit by another water dragon.
In fact, even if he knew, he could only give a thumbs up.
After he rescued some things from the house, he also added a few fireballs to burn the house more thoroughly to make sure not to leave too many traces.
As for the two poor guys whose names he didn't know on Wednesday and Gao Ting'e, his method of dealing with them was also very simple.
Divide it into several pieces, add some special Chinese medicinal materials, roast it slightly with a house fire, and then throw it into the forest.
That kind of "roasted meat" is very attractive to monsters such as wolves and dogs.
This recipe was discovered by Luo Chen when he roasted beef by himself, adding herbal powder that replenished Qi and blood, and then attracted a little wolf.
Since then, he has never used that formula again, for fear of provoking more powerful monsters.
After disposing of the body, he found a place to hide and went straight to the inner city the next day.
As for whether he will be found out in the future, let’s talk about it later!
Luo Chen didn't have time to think about this now, he just wanted to make elixirs.
The materials costing up to two hundred spirit stones have already been processed.
The refining of Zhongmiao Pills is on the right track again.
According to past experience, his success rate is about 10%.
But this time, he succeeded twice in a row in the first five days of refining.
The success rate is as high as 40%!
How could this not make him ecstatic?
However, as the subsequent refining progressed, this ecstasy gradually stopped.
Five consecutive failures made him realize that he had just eaten dumplings during the New Year.
If you want to increase the success rate and control the cost to a lower level, you still have to wait for the proficiency of Zhongmiaowan to increase.
"Hurry, hurry!"
Luo Chen glanced at the attribute panel, [Introduction to Zhongmiaowan 91/100].
As long as he succeeds once more, he can level up.
This feeling of being rewarded as long as you work hard is so satisfying.
Even the work of throwing fireballs into the corner every day and then filling in new soil has become a little more exciting.
Failed for a few more days.
"This time, we will definitely succeed."
Luo Chen wore a brand new apron and burned a stick of incense in front of the newly created Guan Erye. There were even two pinpo fruits beside him.
He felt that his failure in the past few days was because he forgot to put incense on Mr. Guan.
The Danyan Shuyu Tower is still under work, and I have to say that this magic weapon invented by Tianfan City is indeed unique.
Even though Luo Chen was used to the various smells when making alchemy, he was still very uncomfortable with the smell before Zhongmiao Pill was formed.
But with this magical weapon, he no longer had to endure the devastation of that kind of biochemical poisonous gas.
In the afternoon, Luo Chen carefully opened the lid of the pot.
The red jelly-like substance came into view, and Luo Chen's eyebrows softened.
"It's done, Second Master!"
"we are the champion!"
The first time he checked the properties panel.
[Introduction to Zhongmiaowan 91/100]——[Proficiency in Zhongmiaowan 101/200]
At the moment when his proficiency was upgraded, Luo Chen had a vague feeling that the window paper was broken.
Some insights that he had never had before, with the blessing of the system, gathered into a trickle and were accepted and digested by him.
Some places that he had not paid attention to in the past were also highlighted one by one.
Luo Chen had a feeling that if he opened another pot of Zhongmiaowan, he would definitely be able to do better in the details, and his success rate should also be improved a lot.
Crunch!
The wooden door was suddenly pushed open.
A bright and majestic cheek stretched out.
Gu Caiyi's eyes lit up, "You are indeed at home. I bought some spiritual fruits at Lingyuanzhai, want to try them?"
Lingyuanzhai’s spiritual fruit!
You must give it a try, Luo Chen doesn’t understand what it means to be thin-skinned.
Gu Caiyi opened the door and found Luo Chen standing in front of the stove wearing an apron.
While handing a large emerald green fruit to Luo Chen, he peeked into the pot.
"What are you making delicious again?"
"Aspic?"
"Why does it smell so medicinal?"
Luo Chen took the fruit and took a bite.
It's full of juice, not too much spirit, but very sweet.
This taste is much better than the wild hawthorn I ate recently.
He said casually: "It's not food, it's the elixir I made. Hey, don't touch it, it's very hot."
Gu Caiyi looked confused.
Pointing to the iron pot, he said doubtfully: "Can this thing make elixirs?"
