With a thought, the giant python's body suddenly began to tremble slightly, and in just a moment, all the blood was drained away.
"The blood collection has been completed and has been placed in the material library, and analysis has begun."
"Bloodline level one, blood volume 5.7kg, wood attribute, original bloodline content 3%, impurities 80%, evil spirit 17%)"
"Start the derivation analysis and complete the analysis."
"The materials required for refining and purifying demon blood in the bloodline conversion furnace are: a thirty-year-old jade fruit, a thirty-year-old yellow marrow mushroom, blazing sun grass, asparagus...one kilogram of bluestone ore, a first-level wood-attribute demon soul One."
After getting up, he quietly put away the game interface and began to think deeply.
Among the required materials, except for the precious green jade fruit and yellow marrow mushroom, the rest are common herbs. There is no age requirement, and there are many in his medicine garden.
He already has thirty-year-old yellow marrow mushrooms, and it is probably not difficult to find sapphire fruits and bluestone mines. Thinking about it, there is a high possibility that they exist in this mountain.
However, only the level one wood attribute demon soul is in trouble.
The results derived from the game are real and cannot be discounted. Especially the level. To say it is level one, it must reach level one. The dead one on the ground cannot do that.
Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed, and he thought of a certain existence, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his calm eyes.
"What are you doing?" Yu Zitong also noticed his strange behavior and couldn't help but asked with some confusion.
"It's nothing. I just think this giant python is precious. It would be a pity to leave it alone. However, I can't take it away. I don't know what to do?"
"It is indeed a good thing. It would be better if there is a storage bag for immortal cultivators. Otherwise, most of them can only be discarded." Yu Zitong also had a look of regret in his tone, but he secretly despised him in his heart. After all, he is a mortal. I have never seen the world, and a half-demon beast looks like this.
Mo Juren said nothing, took out the dagger and started working.
The first was the python gallbladder, which was extremely precious and could be directly used as medicine. The second was the python skin scales, which were also stripped off by Iron Slave. As for the python meat, there was so much of it that only a small part was taken away.
Unconsciously, two months passed quietly.
During this period of time, Mo Juren has been staying in the mountains, called collecting medicine, but actually collecting two necessary materials.
The bluestone mine has been found, but there is something wrong with the blue jade fruit. After searching for a long time, only some young plants were found, which were only about three to five years old at best.
During this period, Yu Zitong vaguely felt that something was wrong with him. A few persuasion was enough, and the elixir he harvested was enough for the kid to break through again.
He ignored it and still stayed in the mountain to search carefully.
Until now, his patience has reached its limit. Perhaps, there is no 30-year-old green jade fruit at all, and it was a complete coincidence that we were able to obtain two yellow marrow mushrooms before.
In the end, he stopped insisting and planned to leave. But before leaving, he took out the young green jade fruit plants and planned to transplant them into his own medicine garden.
Perhaps, you can think of other ways.
…
The road was long, but Mo Juren was not in a hurry and drove the carriage to Caixia Mountain calmly.
Along the way, he was thinking about how to solve the problem of the Jade Fruit. As long as he gathered the last elixir, he could immediately merge his blood and embark on the path of cultivation.
"Jade Fruit? Han Li?"
Mo Juren thought silently in his mind, vaguely feeling that he had found a way, maybe he could give it a try. However, things cannot be rushed, they need to happen naturally, and the other party cannot see any flaws.
Unlike him, at this time, Yu Zitong in his body was in a different state of mind. Perhaps it was because this harvest was big enough that he saw hope, so the joy in his words could not be concealed.
On the way, he even began to tell him in advance the preparations needed to seize the body, the layout of the formations, special materials, and the details of the practice of the Seven Ghost Soul-Eating Technique, etc. In short, he looked extremely attentive and worried that he would make mistakes.
Mo Juren pretended to listen carefully, but secretly sneered in his heart.
This guy is indeed a loser. With such a state of mind, it is no wonder that he is obsessed with wealth and pleasure. He spends a long time in the world and even forgets about cultivating immortals. He was plotted against by a mortal warrior who was already seriously injured, and he lost his life in the end, but he was not unjust at all.
The return journey went smoothly without any setbacks.
On this day, the carriage finally stopped and Caixia Mountain arrived.
"Old Mo is back..."
"I've met Mr. Mo..."
"..."
On the way up the mountain, all the disciples passing by saluted respectfully and took the initiative to say hello.
In the Qixuan Sect, Mo Juren's status is transcendent, and everyone from the head of the Wang Sect on down is extremely respectful. Not only because the sect leader is the savior, but also because of his profound medical skills.
It is common for people in the world to lick blood with the blade of a knife and tie their head to a belt. It is common for people to be injured or poisoned. Having such a miracle doctor is like buying an insurance for your life.
Such a miracle doctor cannot be respected enough.
Valley of Divine Hands
Returning here again, Mo Juren couldn't help but feel a sense of kindness in his heart.
Travelers do not have a home. No matter how many residences they have, they cannot replace the place of home in their hearts. As the first place he appeared after traveling through time, this place gave him some special feelings.
"I've met Mr. Mo."
But at this moment, a familiar voice came to his ears. It was Han Li, his cheap disciple.
To be honest, I had very complicated feelings towards Han Li. At the beginning, I taught him sincerely, but later when I learned that the other person had succeeded in cultivation, I couldn't suppress the greed in my heart and started plotting. In the end, I failed, and my soul was destroyed.
Of course, these are the original thoughts.
Now he would not behave carelessly. When he saw the other party bowing respectfully, he just nodded slightly and walked back to the house without saying anything.
Outside the room, Han Li stood there stupidly, a little messy in the wind.
This was completely different from what he expected. Isn't Li Gu taking so long just to find a magical medicine to help him break through the bottleneck? Now that you're back, shouldn't you check your cultivation progress?
What does it mean to not say a word in the end?
And, for some reason, I always feel that Master Mo who came back this time is a little different.
After the skill broke through to the fourth level, his body underwent qualitative changes, especially his five senses, which were elevated to an incredible realm. What he sees and hears, including his thoughts and feelings, are far beyond those of ordinary people.
Therefore, the perception of danger is also extremely strong. Unlike before, that kind of spiritual warning did not appear.
"Am I overthinking it?"
Han Li, who was cautious by nature, had doubts about his intuition for the first time.
However, he will not let go of his guard. If the other party intends to harm him, there is nothing wrong with being more vigilant; if he really wants to make a mistake, then that's fine, just treat the other party as his true master and fulfill his filial piety as a disciple.
Today's situation is indeed a bit strange. He feels that he still needs to observe it for a while, maybe he can get more information.
However, as several days passed, nothing happened to Mo Juren.
During this period, except for transplanting some new varieties of elixirs in the medicine garden, I spent most of the time locked in my room not knowing what I was doing.
It wasn't until half a month later that I left a letter and quietly left again.
The letter stated that the medicine collection did not go smoothly this time, and he needed to go out again, with an uncertain return date.
For a moment, Han Li was stunned.
