"It's not the Foundation Building Pill." Chu Cheng shook his head. Even now, he still doesn't know what Changsun Hall is trying to refine.
What Changsuntang was talking about was refining the Jidao Pill, but the elixir formula of the Jidao Pill was not the spiritual grass given to him to purchase.
The spiritual herbs purchased by Chu Cheng are all great tonics and are generally used to refine healing elixirs.
"Not the Foundation Establishment Pill?" Chen Yin was confused. If the Qi Gathering cultivator wants to break through the Foundation Establishment Pill, the Foundation Establishment Pill is a necessary pill. Apart from the Foundation Establishment Pill, he has not heard of any other pills that can increase the chance of Foundation Establishment.
"Listen to my master, he wants to refine a furnace of Ji Dao Dan for me." Chu Cheng thought for a while and finally told the matter.
"Jidao Pill?" Chen Yin was stunned and said in disbelief: "I seem to have heard of Jidao Pill. But this is a legendary pill. Elder Changsun's alchemy technique can't be used in Qingzhou. The top ranked alchemist is only a third-level alchemist, how can he refine it into the Ultimate Pill?"
Chu Cheng was startled. Indeed, even in the era of Senior Xueyao, there were only a few hundred people who could refine the Ji Dao Pill. Moreover, they were scattered under the starry sky, and they were all rare. existence, most people will never meet one in their lifetime.
In Changsun Hall, the alchemy attainment is only level three, and even Chu Cheng has almost broken through the first level to the second level.
Chu Cheng was able to refine the Ultimate Alchemy Dao because he had Senior Xueyao behind him to teach him, but the success rate was still very low.
Fortunately, there is Taichu Blessing in the Taichu space, and there are more than one trees connected to the Heart Flower, so they can be piled up in quantity.
Even if the success rate of the Jidao Pill is only one thousandth, and Chu Cheng refines it a thousand times, there is still a possibility of success once. Even if it doesn't work a thousand times, what about ten thousand times? There is always a chance of success.
As for Chang Sun Hall, what capital does it have to refine Ji Dao Dan? There are no necessary resources, and his attainments in alchemy are obviously not enough.
"Pygium vinifera, water tree fruit, serpentine zhizhi... I have been out these days to buy these materials." Chu Cheng told the elixir that Chang Sun Tang asked him to buy.
Chen Yin was silent for a moment, then frowned and said: "Pomegranate grass, water tree fruit, serpentine root, cedar tree..."
He was silent for a long time and hesitated for a long time before he said, "I seem to have heard of these spiritual herbs."
Chu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said with interest: "I want to know what this is and what kind of elixir it is made from."
Chen Yin hesitated for a long time before finally making a decision and said: "I don't know what kind of elixirs are refined from these spiritual herbs, but twelve years ago, a junior fellow in the inner sect once collected these spiritual herbs outside, but after that, he never used them again. There is no news about him."
Chen Yin stopped talking and paused before continuing. The inner disciple seemed to be the disciple of Elder Changsun. "
Chu Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly, his face changed, and he thought of something.
Changsun Hall once accepted more than a dozen disciples, but in the end these disciples all disappeared, as if they had disappeared from the world.
Silence fell again around the lake...
The fiery red maple leaves slowly fall.
Chu Cheng looked at Chen Yin. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment, and no one knew that there was a storm in his heart at this moment.
There was no expression or fluctuation on his face, but the chill in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.
If one disciple disappears, it can be said to be an accident, but so can two. But three, four, five...even to a dozen.
What does that mean? It means there must be something fishy about the disappearance of these disciples.
Chu Cheng's eyes were very clear and calm, no longer as cold as before.
What people fear most is the unknown. Now that he already knows something, why should he worry anymore?
This is the Luoyun Sect, and there is a powerful Jindan stationed here. And he is the first Qi-gathering twelfth-level monk in Luoyun Sect in thousands of years.
All eyes were on him. Now, he is the most dazzling star in Luoyun Sect. He is also the strongest Qi gathering monk in Qingzhou.
What the outside world speculated was not groundless. The Supreme Elder of Luo Yun Sect had indeed begun to consider accepting disciples.
When he comes out of seclusion, it will be the day when Chu Cheng becomes his disciple.
Although Chu Cheng didn't know that the Supreme Elder wanted to accept him as his disciple, with his current status, no one in the sect dared to really touch him.
Chu Cheng already understood that the disappearance of those disciples might have something to do with Changsun Hall.
He smiled, then shook his head.
But so what? This is Luoyun Sect, and he is no ordinary disciple.
This is the Luoyun Sect. He is the first genius of the Luoyun Sect in thousands of years. Even the headmaster Yan Nantian can attack him arbitrarily.
Otherwise, it will arouse the anger of those three supreme elders!
Because everyone knows that as long as nothing happens to him, he will definitely be able to step into the golden elixir avenue and become the fourth golden elixir being in Luoyun Sect.
Having one more golden elixir master will greatly increase the strength of the Luoyun Sect. It even compared with adding more than a hundred liquid condensation monks.
One hundred liquid condensation cultivators, in front of the powerful golden elixir, were just turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
Even a liquid-condensing perfection cultivator cannot withstand a single move in front of the powerful golden elixir.
"Maybe, not." Chu Cheng thought for a while, looked at the maple fire, shook his head and sighed.
This is just a guess after all, that person is his master after all.
The kindness of the Master is truly greater than heaven and earth, and more important than the kindness of parents.
Although Sun Tang was just a cheap master to Chu Cheng, he was still his master after all.
How dare he lie about something that didn't happen...
Chu Cheng stood up, looked at the lake and river, and shook his head.
"These are all conjectures between you and me. As an elder of the Immortal Sect, my master is naturally a good person."
A good person is not the kind of person who is said to be a good person. People are kind-hearted and their love knows no bounds.
But there was no sign that Changsuntang had harmed him, so we couldn't make any assumptions based on speculation.
"Perhaps, this is really Chen's overthinking." Chen Yin said apologetically.
After all, anyone else would be angry if he suspected someone else's Master behind his back.
Chu Cheng shook his head and said, "Actually, I also have an uneasy feeling. Maybe we are overthinking it."
Master and disciple turned against each other and finally violated the righteousness. But you still have to be prepared. There are some things that he will do well as long as Chang Sun Tang asks, but when it comes to his life, he will definitely not agree.
Chu Chengchao bowed his hands and said goodbye to Chen Yin. He walked towards the golden bridge, the spiritual energy in his body boiling, and all the alcohol odor dissipated from his body.
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Chu Cheng came to the cave of Changsun Hall. There was a courtyard in front of the cave. The courtyard was not big. There were two rows of plum trees on both sides. The trees were quite old. According to the annual rings, they were probably more than two hundred years old.
This was planted by Changsuntang during the liquid condensation period. Now, a hundred years later, it is still the liquid condensation period.
The golden elixir avenue is extremely difficult to enter. Even ten thousand liquid condensation stage monks may not be able to step into one.
It’s not the end of winter yet, and there are no dead branches and leaves on the plum blossom branches, let alone the proud red plums.
The courtyard seemed a bit desolate, and few people paid attention to it. Chu Cheng had come directly to the door of the cave a few times before, and this time was no exception.
The bleak and desolate scenes will always leave you with a touch of emotion after seeing them too many times.
Chu Cheng stood in front of the cave door and hesitated for a long time. Although he did not want to believe that there was really a problem with Changsun Hall, he was still a little worried.
This may be his overthinking, or it may be true. Because he has heard these words from more than one person.
In the past fifty years, Changsun Hall had accepted more than a dozen disciples, but in the end, they all disappeared one by one, and no one saw them again.
Some people rumored that they all died suddenly, others said that they left the sect to gain experience, and some people rumored that they were all expelled from the sect...
But this is Luoyun Sect. Besides bullying the master and destroying the ancestors, what other reason can there be to expel an inner disciple?
Chu Cheng didn't know whether these rumors were true or false, but they had one thing in common, that is, they were all disciples of Changsun Hall. In other words, the master of those people is Chang Sun Tang.
As for the disciples who worshiped Changsun Hall as their masters, they all ended up missing... just like air, disappearing from the world.
Chu Cheng originally didn't care about these rumors, but when he saw the spiritual grass sheet that day, he felt inexplicably frightened. It's like being in a life and death crisis.
Just as he was thinking, a voice came into Chu Cheng's ears...
The voice was very calm and ordinary, but for some reason, it seemed to be filled with some joy, some joy, and some desire...
The door of the cave opened slowly, revealing a path that could allow one person to enter.
Chu Cheng's mind moved slightly, he took a deep breath and took a step forward. At this step, he walked directly into the cave.
Here, he saw a middle-aged monk.
This middle-aged monk is naturally Chang Sun Tang, Chu Cheng’s master.
When he saw Chang Sun Tang, Chu Cheng's pupils shrank slightly.
This figure was clearly reflected in his pupils. For some reason, Changsun Hall was a little different from the previous encounters.
His face was rosy, as if he had experienced something pleasant, but his expression was very calm, but there was unabashed joy in his eyes...
At this moment, there was deathly silence in the cave.
Changsuntang is Chu Cheng's master. Although he is a hands-off shopkeeper, he has met him several times.
But this time, he saw the real Changsun Tang and his true master.
Changsuntang was only five feet tall, but in Chu Cheng's pupils, he clearly reflected a nine-foot man.
He is a middle-aged monk, but he doesn't seem to be. Because the man in front of him was a man with black hair.
Today, he was wearing a red robe, as if he was welcoming something important and festive.
Indeed, this moment is an extremely grand occasion for Changsun Hall.
Because the seeds are sown in spring, and in autumn, it is harvest season. Because...when the fruit is ripe, it is naturally time to pick it.
Chu Cheng's eyes really fell on Changsuntang's body, and finally on those hands.
They were a pair of extremely white hands, but for some reason, Chu Cheng seemed to see magic hands coming from the Netherworld.
It's like... it's covered in blood, so bright red.
