"Test question: Life Extension Pill."
Yuan Qiong's eyes were a little cold.
Of course, no one would think that he wanted to eat it. There were too many rumors about emperors giving mansions to Uighur women along the way. Staying at the emperor's place should be a reward for the emperor in the lower world.
After all, emperors want to be immortal and youthful forever. As for Master Yuan Qiong, he is the owner of the Spiritual Beast Valley, so it is normal for him to forget to bring the elixir.
Master Yuan Qiong went to rest, and the holy lady continued,
"Limited time, seven days. Three materials per person, two pill furnaces per person, and three mid-grade spiritual stones per person."
"Be the first to refine the finished elixir and reach the eighth level, and you will be rewarded with a high-grade spiritual stone."
The materials and alchemy furnace are all made by Yuan Qiong.
"Pinch me, it's really all done by real people. If you practice it, you will be rewarded with high-grade spiritual stones!"
"Really, I have never encountered such good things in the upper world."
Someone immediately realized that this was a good opportunity, got the attention of Master Yuan Qiong, entered the largest sect in Kyushu, and reached the pinnacle of life!
The busy preparations for alchemy started unexpectedly.
Zhu Dahua was speechless. She would be tempted if she didn't get that reward. She would have ended up chopping firewood sooner.
He grabbed the watery herbs and was about to throw them into the stove when he heard a sneer of laughter. The eighth-level alchemist on the left folded the same herbs into a towel and sucked them up. He removed the gray downy layer on the leaves, removed the leaves and picked the flowers, leaving the stems. Chop it up, pick up an unknown prop, and throw the grass stalks in,
"You're stupid. The ninth-level crane fire grass is a fire-attributed herb. The fire must be removed when entering the elixir. Otherwise, the person who takes the elixir will live longer in his belly. It will be like a drought demon living in his stomach. It will be burned by fire and look like a mummy." , made a face and stretched his hands forward to imitate the walking of a mummy.
Zhu Dahua was happy when she saw it. It was great that the monks were so happy. They would be happy as long as they lived.
The monk on the right did not raise his head, his straight hands handled the medicinal materials calmly, and said,
"The eighth-level water-attribute phoenix-billed orchid she is holding in her hand."
The monk on the left saw that it was true. He stuck out his tongue, turned back to look at his own table, and argued, "The two herbs are very similar." After feeling more relaxed, he immediately said,
"Why do you look so similar? It will take hundreds of years to remember what you look like. Refining elixirs is tiring and painful, and refining elixirs is not as good as academic methods. 嘤嘤嘤." He was amusing himself.
The monks on the left were chirping and the monks on the right were silent. If they weren't taking exams, they would be scratching their heads.
Zhu Dahua suddenly felt that the exam was not bad, but she was concerned about chopping firewood: with Meng Gu's hateful eyes, he might give it to others to chop the firewood.
We can't let her succeed!
"System, come out and fight for your level, and tell me how to refine the longevity pill."
[The Life Extension Pill is a seventh-grade elixir, and it requires at least a seventh-grade alchemist to refine it. The technology is so good that each pill only costs the alchemist one year of life]
"I am a ninth-grade alchemist, how much does it cost?"
[It is known that a low-grade life-extending pill can extend life for fifty years. If a seventh-grade alchemist or below can refine it, it can only be achieved by sacrificing more than fifty years of Yangshou]
"It's so cruel." The surrounding scenery changed, from bright and sunny to a bit gloomy and solemn.
Those who lowered their heads in preparation were a quiet and solemn group.
The one on the left was very happy. Zhu Dahua asked quietly, "Fellow Taoist, do you know the cost of refining the longevity pill?"
"I know."
"Can you tell me that you are such a happy person, what is there that you can't think about?"
Unexpectedly, this Taoist friend smiled and said, "If you refine elixirs for Master Jindan, you can enter the Jiuxiao Sword Sect. You can only live for eighty years. You can still get out if you squeeze. If someone is really going to die, the Master will not ignore it." "
"What if, I said what if, he really doesn't care?"
"Impossible, there is no one else in the Jiuxiao Sword Sect, but there are many life-extending pills. There are third-grade alchemists in the sect, and there are thousands of alchemists in Danfeng. If there is not enough life-extending pills, will the Life Immortal dare to divination casually? I will tell you Even if I tell you, you don’t understand.”
Hearing this, the other monks felt relieved and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.
Zhu Dahua said, "Even if there is a surplus, it is all for the Immortal of Life. So many families devote their entire efforts to a top-notch genius.
I mean, what if. "
It was obviously not a wise move to blatantly provoke the holy land in their hearts, so he stopped talking.
"How ignorant. The real person belongs to Luotian Palace, and the elixirs are sent to Luotian Palace, and the rest are from other peaks. Moreover, the real person and Mingxian are good friends, so taking life-extending pills is not like eating jelly beans. "
The monk in front turned around and said,
"Something will happen if you go out. The Qi Practitioners of our small sect are so unlucky. Rather than go out and die, it's better to give it a try. If you succeed, the pheasant will turn into a phoenix and go to heaven."
"Please be silent." The Holy Aunt is a mortal who is a little afraid to maintain order. As long as it doesn't go too far, who cares what the gods want to do, but many of them have stopped. The real people are in a hurry to get the elixir.
After hearing this, no one spoke anymore, and I had a chance to gain weight in my heart.
Zhu Dahua pulled out spiritual flowers, one after another, and had to sacrifice his life to make elixirs. It was enough. If Master Yuan Qiong was really so popular, someone else should be the one who came down.
Looking left and right, Zhu Dahua poured a bunch of medicinal materials into the stove, nourished them with medium-grade spiritual stones, and said to the holy aunt, "I'm going to make it easier. No one else should touch this stove."
The holy aunt looked nervous. She was already the most talkative person in Juntai, and she didn't dare to disturb the real person while he was resting.
Zhu Dahua was named by the real person himself. Why did the real person know Zhu Dahua's name? This can only mean that Zhu Dahua fell into the eyes of the real person.
At this moment, I really didn’t dare to stop Zhu Dahua.
After leaving the examination room, Zhu Dahua rushed to the firewood courtyard. Meng Gu was sitting on the ground silently. No one was chopping firewood around. It was very good.
"Why did you come out?" "You are here just right."
"ah?"
Meng Gu was stunned. Zhu Dahua quickly took off her coat and handed it to her, "Do me a favor and look at the stove. Change it every two hours. I will save your sister when the matter is completed."
"My sister is rescued. The master is here."
"You're kidding, your puppet master can't even save herself, so why is she making Meng Zhen into a puppet?"
"how do you know?"
Zhu Dahua glanced at her mouth and said, "That guy from Bailu, he was stripping off your master's clothes. I stopped him, but I saw something wrong with the skin, flesh and bones. It must be wood inside."
"Shameless." Meng Gu was so angry that he pulled off his clothes and said, "You can really save my sister. Her skin is not even as thick as before."
"sure."
In order to reassure her, Zhu Dahua said this, focusing on upgrading within a week. You know, it takes 400,000 times for a foundation-building monk to chop firewood for a year, which is almost impossible to complete. Moreover, the damn system must be done one by one. .
Having as much as possible is better than nothing.
Meng Gu could only believe what Zhu Dahua said and went to the examination room in disguise. However, Zhu Dahua forgot the time while chopping firewood and did not change her at all.
Completed update today.
