Because of the problems of transporting spiritual energy and taking elixirs, monks' appearance and age are often disproportionate.
Therefore, the last thing you can do to judge a person in the world of immortality is to judge a person by his appearance.
Luo Chen didn't know what the attributes of Gu Caiyi's spiritual roots were.
But when he was chatting with Bai Meiling, he asked other people about their age.
He remembered that Gu Caiyi was thirty-seven years old.
The thirty-seven-year-old is at the eighth level of Qi Refining. He is neither good nor bad. His qualifications should not be bad, but he is not particularly good either. Otherwise, he would have been accepted into the sect long ago.
But after not seeing each other for a few days recently, the other party actually broke through to the ninth level of Qi refining.
This surprised Luo Chen.
"How did you do it? Did you take the magic pill?"
"Hehe, you really hit the mark."
Gu Caiyi pursed her lips, "I don't know why, there have been many new faces in Dahefang recently, including many foundation-building monks."
"Zhong Ding's house and our Tianxiang Tower are the places they visit most frequently."
"Elixirs that are precious to us Qi Refining monks are not worth mentioning in the eyes of Foundation Establishment monks. We danced a new dance earlier to please a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk, and he casually rewarded us with a bottle Come down with the Chenchen Pill."
Luo Chen's eyes widened, "Chen Transformation Pill!"
"It seems you are not ignorant after all!"
Of course Luo Chen wouldn't be that stupid, he didn't even know about the Chen Transformation Pill.
This is the best elixir for the Qi refining period, and it has the effect of transforming the world into dust.
One pill is several times more powerful than the Qi Nourishing Pill of the same level! The selling price is as high as ten times!
Even when low-level monks cannot find the Foundation Building Pill, they will use the Dust Transformation Pill to try to break through the Foundation Building Stage.
Although the effect is not as good as the Foundation Establishment Pill, it is more or less effective.
"We got a bottle of Chenchen Pill, one pill for each of us. As the lead dancer, I got two pills."
Gu Caiyi smiled proudly and said: "I have been staying in Yuyi Tower for the past two days, and with the help of these two pills, I have broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining."
"Are you still recruiting people at Tianxiang Tower?" Luo Chen's tone was sour, and his eyes were red with envy.
"What are you going to do, be a turtle?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I have also been versatile since I was a child, singing and dancing!"
"Forget it, stop joking." Gu Caiyi looked serious, "I just want to tell you that something may happen in Dahefang City recently, and there are so many strange monks coming. You should be careful when you go in and out, and don't offend me. Someone who shouldn’t be offended.”
Luo Chen nodded heavily.
Foreign monks are the most feared.
They are not here at all, and they don't care much about the rules of Dahefang.
Sometimes he kills people in anger and then flees for thousands of miles, even the resident monks of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect can't care about him.
...
In the dead of night, Luo Chen thought of what happened during the day and felt complicated.
Others easily broke through to the ninth level of Qi Refining, and were only one step away from foundation building.
And he was still struggling at the fourth level of Qi refining.
The huge gap makes people feel a little uncomfortable despite forcing a smile.
But despite being sour, Luo Chen was still happy for Gu Caiyi.
This woman has taken good care of him since he moved here.
I usually say hello when I come in and out, which gives me, a little transparent person in the world of immortality, a sense of presence.
When she learned about his dilemma regarding alchemy equipment, she also used her connections to connect him with a high-quality and low-priced alchemy furnace.
Now that Gu Caiyi has made a breakthrough, she should be happy for her.
"However, I can't slack off."
"These days of ease seem to have sapped my energy."
"Gu Caiyi's qualifications are definitely better than mine, and he is still working hard to earn cultivation resources. But I am only a five-spirit-root monk, and my lifespan is only a few decades. Even I only have one Qi-nourishing pill left. Bottle."
"What qualifications do I have to live a leisurely life?"
From tomorrow on, we must work harder!
...
Brand new alchemy room.
Ziyun copper furnace, a special instrument for alchemy.
Reached the second level of proficiency in Zhongmiaowan alchemy.
Never had such a great start!
Everything is ready, all it takes is a fire!
Luo Chen looked solemn and skillfully fired a fireball to light the firewood placed in the fire pit.
The flames were blazing, rising up, and soon the small alchemy room was scorching with heat.
Being in it, Luo Chen seemed to have no feeling, but put the processed medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace one by one.
Not only that, he also used his hand to pinch the spirit and activate the Ziyun Copper Furnace.
The simple lines carved on it glow slightly, as if they are breathing.
Even though the Ziyun Copper Furnace is only a first-level low-grade magic weapon, it has finally stepped into the threshold of a magic weapon.
It is much better than the inferior spiritual iron pot that I used before.
Luo Chen concentrated on the changes in the medicinal materials in the copper furnace, and his eyes had already been blessed with spiritual eyes.
Even if there is any obstruction, he can still detect the changes in the flow of spiritual energy inside.
Not only that, he also opened the stove lid from time to time and stirred the ingredients inside with a wooden stick to prevent them from burning to the bottom.
Soon, the time came to noon.
It's time to turn on the furnace.
The fire has been extinguished for half an hour, and the temperature of the furnace has gradually dropped.
"rise!"
Using the Ling Jue with his hands, he had already reached the proficiency level of the traction technique. He grabbed the stove cover with residual warmth from the air and slowly lifted it up.
A strange aroma spread out, mixed with a hint of burnt mustard.
With the blessing of spiritual eyes, Luo Chen looked at it from a distance and frowned slightly.
The first batch of Zhongmiaowan failed.
This is something that is foreseeable, everything is new, and no matter how much preparation is done, it is impossible to guarantee 100% success.
Luo Chen didn't feel depressed at all. He took a shovel and scooped out the medicine residue inside.
After a simple cleaning, he left the alchemy room.
As soon as Fu came out, even though it was noon, he still felt a refreshing coolness.
The temperature difference between the temperature in the alchemy room and the temperature outside is really too big.
By this time, Luo Chen actually missed Sun Shou a little bit.
Not much else to say, in the absence of conditions to cool down, this inverted room at the center of suppressing the Ghost King brought him the slightest bit of coolness.
"Cook, take a shower, and continue in the afternoon!"
After steaming the rice, he went to the corner of the yard and imitated Gu Caiyi's traction technique to fetch a bucket of water from the well.
Wow!
Hand it directly to Jingchi.
"Comfortable!"
Luo Chen couldn't help but groan.
I didn't feel it when I was concentrating inside, but after I came out, I realized that the alchemy room was simply a big furnace.
"It should be a problem with my design and materials, otherwise it wouldn't be so hot."
"It would be great if a disciple from Ailao Mountain could design an alchemy room for me."
After fantasizing for a while, Luo Chen shook his head in a funny way.
Where did he get the spiritual stone to ask a disciple from a famous sect to design an alchemy room for him?
As for the appearance fee, I'm afraid it will start at 800 yuan!
After a brief lunch, Luo Chen gritted his teeth and entered the alchemy room again.
The second furnace, start refining!
...
"Is Ronaldinho at home?"
"I'm busy. Is there anything wrong with Sister Caiyi?"
"It's okay, just get busy first!"
...
"I'm refining alchemy again!"
"I can't help it, I'm forced by life."
"Look how pitiful you are. Sister brought you a box of Qingyuan cakes. Eat them while they're hot."
"Let's put it outside first. I really can't leave. I'm going to turn to the main topic soon."
"Then I'll go first and come out to chat when I'm done."
.....
In the afternoon, Luo Chen sat in front of the well in a daze, looking very haggard.
Gu Caiyi walked out of the door and happened to see this scene.
She frowned and walked to the side, "Luo Chen, what's wrong with you recently?"
"It's nothing, just daily alchemy refining." Luo Chen woke up, rubbed his eyes, and stood up quickly.
"You said it's nothing, look at how you look."
The mana flows, and the remaining traces of water on the ground merge into a water mirror.
Luo Chen looked down and saw that his eyes were red and swollen, the bags under his eyes were thick, and his lips were dry and cracked.
The long and messy hair has long been separated from the restraining hair tie and is messy and stuck to the face.
At first glance, it looks like I worked overtime for a month in front of a computer in my previous life.
Is it caused by the alchemist's temperature being too high?
Luo Chen was not sure. In the past ten days, he had tried his best to make two pills a day.
The success rate is just about adequate, not quite reaching the expected 20% success rate, but it is much better than the previous entry-level stage.
It's the magical weapon used to refine elixirs, which needs to be looked after with spiritual eyes at all times.
It not only consumes spiritual energy, but also hurts the eyes. Especially after long-term attention, the mind is very tired.
Not wanting to show his timidity in front of women, Luo Chen casually changed the subject.
His eyes subconsciously fell on Gu Caiyi's arm, where a white and transparent gauze garment was draped.
"Is this a newly purchased magic weapon?"
"You are discerning!" Gu Caiyi lifted up her gauze clothes and said with high spirits: "A top-grade defensive magic weapon was given by a foundation-building monk named Fei Bowen."
Luo Chen was stunned.
A high-grade magic weapon, or one with defensive attributes?
Someone is actually willing to give this thing away?
He couldn't help but ask: "Are all Foundation Establishment monks so rich? Isn't this magic weapon worth four to five thousand spirit stones?"
Gu Caiyi pursed her lips and smiled, "Generally, foundation-building cultivators are indeed not rich, and they may even be stingier than us casual cultivators. But Fei Bowen is different."
"Huh? What do you say?"
