The sky is dark and the earth is dark, the wind is howling, and the sky is full of yellow sand dancing wildly in the sky. The sky and the earth are dim and dark in the sandstorm.
Three giant dragon ships were parked in mid-air in a triangular arrangement, with their protective shields fully opened and connected into one.
The Qi practitioners on the boat shouted chants and tightened the ropes, furled the sails one by one, and waited for the storm to pass before continuing to sail west.
The door of a quiet room deep in the cabin was opened from the inside, and Zhu Meng, a female cultivator in the late stage of Qi training in her early twenties, walked out gently carrying a tray with two storage bags on it.
She just closed the door, and the doors of several quiet rooms around her were opened with a crack.
The male and female qi-training monks serving the alchemists and talisman makers all poked their heads out, their eyes fixed on the tray in Zhu Meng's hand.
"Zhu Meng, how many elixirs has Master Jiang made today?"
"How many talismans did she draw today? It couldn't be another hundred, right?"
Zhu Meng glanced at the inquiring and curious faces around him and looked through them. He saw that all the alchemists in the quiet room had their ears slightly tilted, and the talisman maker's pen filled with talisman sand was suspended in the air.
Zhu Meng cleared his throat and said, "Uncle Jiang only opened five batches of rejuvenation pills today, one batch less than yesterday."
The alchemists' backs relaxed.
"But the elixir formation rate is higher than yesterday, so there are seven more elixirs than yesterday!"
Bang bang bang!
The strong wind blew against the door, and all the alchemist's doors were slammed shut, and there was a lot of panic inside.
"If you open any door randomly, you will be responsible for affecting my alchemy refining!"
"If you don't hurry up and get rid of the elixir, I will open six...no, seven furnaces today!"
Zhu Meng's lips curled up slightly, and he said to the Qi Practitioners who were serving the Talisman Makers: "Uncle Jiang drew one hundred and ten Talisman today."
Snapped!
A talisman maker was so angry that he dropped his talisman pen.
"She is simply a monster. She makes alchemy and talismans every day. In terms of quality and quantity, she is not inferior to those who specialize in alchemy and talisman making."
"Yes, how can she make people live? It makes other alchemists and talisman makers seem to be lazy."
"I testify that my uncle is definitely not lazy, but the success rate is indeed not as good as..."
"Close the door and stop chatting!"
Several Qi Practitioners shook their heads and sighed, then went back to help.
Zhu Meng smiled and carried the tray to deliver the work. She had been with Master Jiang for more than half a month. Because Master Jiang's daily output was amazing, she also received many rewards.
Zhu Meng admired Master Jiang so much that he had never seen a monk who worked harder and had more self-discipline than her.
Uncle Jiang really doesn't rest. He sits in front of the alchemy furnace every day. When the alchemy furnace does not need to invest spiritual energy, he will move in to make talismans.
She took the talisman making as a break. When her right hand was tired, she could still draw with her left hand. Occasionally, she drew with both hands together, and she even drew while throwing elixirs into the alchemy furnace. It was a wonder! Strange man!
Zhu Meng sent the elixirs and talismans to the supplies department. Manager Li with the goatee beamed when he saw her and personally came out from behind the table to take the tray from her hand.
After checking the contents inside, Manager Li smiled from ear to ear.
"What are you so happy about?"
Wu Lie, the Jindan Elder of the Baji Sect, walked up with his head held high.
Zhu Meng quickly bowed his head and stepped aside.
Manager Li went up to greet him and said happily: "I am happiest every day when Daoist friend Jiang turns in the elixirs and talismans here. Elder, you see, she has seven more rejuvenation pills and ten ninth-grade talismans than yesterday. It's a pity. She only has one person, otherwise if there are dozens more like her, we won’t have to worry about the logistics supplies after this.”
Wu Lie nodded in appreciation, "I have heard a lot about her. Compared with her, the salaries of several other alchemists and talisman makers are still too much. This person, the Baji Sect, must stay and ask her. what do you like."
Hearing this, Manager Li smiled awkwardly, "Actually, the things that this fellow Daoist Jiang likes are very simple, which are spirit stones and beast souls, especially beast souls. I don't know what novel gadgets she is researching, and how much does she consume every day?" Ten beast souls.”
Wu Lie raised his eyebrows, "Oh? She refines alchemy and makes talismans every day, and she still has time to study new things? She works so hard to make progress, no wonder she has the early stage of foundation building at such a young age, and she is also an eighth-level alchemist and an eighth-level talisman maker. , send my order to enshrine the spirit stone and give her a 10% increase."
"As for the beast soul... you personally send 10,000 pieces there, and make sure she knows how good our Baji Sect is. If you can keep her, I will remember you as a great contributor. Also, tell her to take a break and stop working so hard." , just keep the current amount every day, otherwise other people should have opinions."
Wu Lie left, and Zhu Meng didn't know what to say next to him.
Uncle Jiang just told her that he wanted to get another alchemy furnace, so that both furnaces can be used for refining...
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In the quiet room of the cabin, Jiang Yuebai politely sent away Manager Li from the Materials Department.
"Okay, okay, definitely, definitely, consider it, I will seriously consider it."
As soon as Manager Li stepped across the threshold, Jiang Yuebai forcefully closed the door, knocking back all the polite words from Manager Li's mouth.
Feeling the prying eyes from around him, Manager Li touched his nose and said, "What a diligent young man. He is so anxious to go back to make alchemy. Okay, that's great."
Jiang Yuebai set up a three-layer protective formation, took the 10,000 beast souls sent by Manager Li, and couldn't wait to start refining the essence.
During this period, she only made five furnaces of rejuvenation pills and drew a hundred ninth-level talismans every day, and her spiritual consciousness was exhausted.
You need to take the Condensing Pill and spend an hour recovering, or let Xiao Lu swallow fifty low-level beast souls to fully recover.
The day was obviously still long, and her spiritual energy was still sufficient, but because of insufficient spiritual consciousness, she could not continue to make elixirs and talismans.
The amount of divine consciousness drags her down and she suffers!
"I didn't feel that my spiritual consciousness was poor before. Now that I am consuming my spiritual consciousness everywhere, I realize that my spiritual consciousness is really not good enough."
Jiang Yuebai muttered, adjusting his state.
As everyone knows, if her words were heard by alchemists and talisman makers outside who were more advanced than her, they would faint from tears.
The difference between them and Jiang Yuebai is not only the difference in the success rate of alchemy and talisman making.
Jiang Yuebai's aura far exceeds theirs by four or five times, and his spiritual consciousness far exceeds four or five times, so even if they focus on one thing, they cannot surpass Jiang Yuebai's output.
Jiang Yuebai made up her mind to only compare herself with the person she was yesterday. Whether others were strong or weak, it had nothing to do with her.
After adjusting everything, Jiang Yuebai sat cross-legged in the spirit gathering array in the center of the quiet room, despite the raging sandstorm and war raging outside.
She used complex techniques to perform secret techniques, gathering a ball of flame in mid-air, then opened the gourd containing the beast soul, drew out the beast soul one by one, and threw it into the flames to refine the impurities and refine any weak essence that might be present in it.
This process was long and boring. Hundreds of beast souls passed through, and not even a trace of essence appeared.
Jiang Yuebai has long been accustomed to such boredom. She can sit in front of the alchemy furnace for several days, and she can also draw talismans in front of the case from morning to night. With a knife, she can carve eighty-eight formation panels in a row to drive people crazy to cultivate immortality.
She found this boring at the moment very interesting, because not knowing the outcome would give her a gambling-like excitement.
One thousand beast souls, two thousand beast souls, three thousand beast souls...
As the sun sets and the moon rises, as the moon sets and the sun rises, Jiang Yuebai refines it all night long. Seeing that the beast soul is more than half consumed, a very thin and short golden thread suddenly appears above the flame.
Jiang Yuebai perked up, Yuan Jing!
The fatigue all over his body disappeared, and Jiang Yuebai concentrated on throwing the remaining beast souls into the flames one by one.
Another day passed like this, and when the last beast soul was burned away by the flames, a drop of golden essence liquid the size of a grain of rice hung in front of Jiang Yuebai.
It took more than 10,000 beast souls to refine just this small drop. It was so difficult!
The Yuan Jing contains huge power and spirituality. It is restless in the air and exudes a fierce aura belonging to the monster. It seems that it is unwilling to surrender and be swallowed.
"This girl is covered in fire. You compete with me. I've knocked out the heads of the ghost warriors and why are you still afraid of you? Come on, Yuanjing baby, I miss you so much!"
Jiang Yuebai's magic formula was activated, and the essence flew out and hit the center of his eyebrows.
Buzz!
Jiang Yuebai's entire sea of consciousness began to experience a huge earthquake!
(End of chapter)
