When Han Yu heard that Lu Li had a 60% success rate, his eyes couldn't help but shine with a light, "Boy, how about joining my alchemy hall?"
Join the alchemy hall?
Lu Li frowned, "Well, to be honest, senior, I have joined the Fuzitang, I'm afraid..."
"Fu Zi Tang?" Han Yu frowned, "That's a bit troublesome. According to the rules, you can't quit Fu Zi Tang after five years. Although I have some rights, I can't show favoritism."
"That's all, let's make a deal, right?"
"Trade?" Lu Li asked confused.
"Yes, I will continue to make a batch of first-level hemostatic pills, but the little guys in the pill hall are really not good enough. How about you help me refine a thousand pills and I will contribute 100,000 to you?"
A thousand pills, a hundred thousand contribution?
Lu Li didn't know much about the Blood Evil Alliance's contribution, and he didn't know what a hundred thousand contributions could do. He thought about it and asked, "Senior, how many first-level elixirs can be exchanged for a hundred thousand contributions?"
Han Yu said: "Under normal circumstances, those who are not disciples of our Dan Hall cannot directly exchange elixirs. If they are disciples of the Dan Hall, common first-level elixirs require about 300 contributions, but rare elixirs may not necessarily require it."
Lu Li asked again: "Where are the Red Flame Fruit and the Buddha's Heart Fruit?"
Han Yu glanced at Lu Li in surprise and replied: "The Red Flame Fruit contributes 800, and the Buddha's Heart Fruit contributes 400. However, the stocks of both are very small, especially the Red Flame Fruit, and the Dantang only has 200. "
This is already a lot, right? Lu Li suddenly became interested, "Senior, let's talk about it. I'll help you refine two thousand hemostatic pills. How about you give me two hundred Red Flame Fruits and a hundred Buddha's Heart Fruits?"
According to Han Yu, two hundred Red Flame Fruits would only contribute 160,000 yuan, plus one hundred Buddha Heart Fruits would contribute 40,000 yuan, and the total contribution would be exactly 200,000 yuan.
"Refining two thousand hemostatic pills?"
Han Yu shook his head, "It's not that I don't want to do this deal, but time waits for no one. This batch of elixirs must be delivered within three months. It's impossible for you to refine it within half a year."
Three months? It is indeed a bit urgent.
But Lu Li really couldn't bear to watch the Red Flame Fruit and Buddha's Heart Fruit slip away in front of his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you, senior, let me try it. If I can refine more than twenty of them in one day, senior will try again." How about this deal, junior?”
Han Yu was immediately moved. If Lu Li could really refine more than twenty pills a day and could guarantee a success rate, he would definitely be able to save a lot of medicinal materials compared to refining them for other disciples.
Besides, even if it doesn’t work, it doesn’t hurt to try.
So he nodded, "Okay, as long as you can refine more than twenty pills a day and guarantee a 70% success rate, I will agree to your terms."
After discussing, the two agreed to a ten-day limit. If Lu Li could use two hundred and ninety groups of elixirs to refine two hundred hemostatic pills within ten days, he would agree to his conditions.
In order to obtain the Red Flame Fruit and the Buddha's Heart Fruit, Lu Li also worked hard. After getting the medicinal materials, he couldn't wait to enter the alchemy room.
Han Yu didn't leave either. He sat cross-legged at the door of the alchemy room and waited quietly for Lu Li to come out.
This scene almost shocked the disciples who came to refine the alchemy. They all started to guess which genius was refining the alchemy, and actually asked the second elder, who had an eye above his head, to personally wait outside the alchemy room.
On the tenth day, Lu Li finally came out. His face looked a little tired, but his eyes were shining.
He succeeded. At first he could only refine fifteen pills a day, but then he gave it a try and used several groups of medicinal materials to refine them together, and he refined more than thirty pills in one day.
In ten days, he used 290 groups of medicinal materials to refine 300 hemostatic pills.
Of course, Lu Li did not tell the other party the truth, but just handed over two hundred pills as agreed.
Despite this, Han Yu was so excited that he agreed to Lu Li's request.
After receiving Han Yu's affirmation, Lu Li was relieved. Next, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to refining the hemostatic pills. He didn't know what Han Yu was anxious to do with so many hemostatic pills.
More than two months later.
Blood Evil Alliance, Tongtian Peak.
The pitch-black hall looked a little cold. Sitting on the shimmering throne was an expressionless old man in black robe. He glanced at the people sitting below and said in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Sealing Demon Abyss...has there been any news recently?"
Hearing this, an old man in gray robes sitting at the bottom on the right slowly stood up, bowed and said: "To the Alliance Leader, according to the latest news from the Intelligence Building, although the spiritual energy within the ten thousand miles of Sealing Demonic Abyss is getting stronger, it is still unable to Enter."
"Almost half a year has passed, and there is still no sign of weakening."
After hearing this, everyone started whispering among themselves.
Half a year ago, Feng Mo Abyss, one of the three forbidden areas in Daqian, suddenly rioted, and the spiritual energy within a radius of thousands of miles surged. After close observation, an expert concluded that a spiritual vein would be born in Feng Mo Abyss.
This news directly made all the major sects in Daqian unable to sit still.
Spiritual Veins, ever since the war between good and evil started in the Eastern Wasteland a thousand years ago, the land of Eastern Wasteland has been turned upside down. The spiritual veins have dried up, the spiritual energy has receded, and the entire Eastern Wasteland has almost become a dead land. The word "spiritual veins" has also been permanently sealed. got up.
So much so that some new cultivators don't even know what spiritual veins and spiritual stones are.
Although the newcomers don't know, these senior executives understand it very well.
To put it bluntly, thousands of years ago, the number of spiritual veins represented the strength of the sect, because possessing spiritual veins was equivalent to having a steady stream of spiritual stones, which could cultivate a sect. Another master of carrying the flag.
And now.
In this era where even geniuses are worried about cultivation resources, the birth of spiritual veins will undoubtedly cause a major earthquake. To be more serious, it is not impossible for the major forces in the Eastern Wasteland to reshuffle their cards.
The top leaders of all major forces are well aware of the bloody consequences of fighting for spiritual veins, but no one will give up this fight.
As a result, there was a crazy expansion of sect members a few months ago. Even if their own resources were no longer enough, they did not hesitate to recruit people. Their purpose was self-evident.
But what made all the major forces stare blankly.
Although it has been nearly half a year since the Fengmoyuan spiritual energy riot occurred, the restrictions above have no intention of disappearing. All living beings who come into contact with the restrictions will be crushed to pieces without exception.
There are also many formation masters who volunteered to break the formation, but unfortunately, these people have been studying for half a year, but they have not been able to come up with any results. Instead, they have come to a conclusion that makes people laugh or cry: this restriction is strengthening!
Strengthen it?
Not weakened?
How can we play this? Is it really possible to just stare?
The old man in black robe on the black throne sighed and shook his head: "Let's explore again!"
"Yes, alliance leader!" The owner of the intelligence building slowly sat back down.
"Second Elder, how is the refining of the bleeding pill going? If a fight really breaks out, the battle will probably be much crueler than imagined." The old man in black robe looked at Han Yu, who was third on the left.
