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After chatting with Wang Zhongyuan, Liu Wuxie returned to bed.
I plan to wait until it is quiet at night before going to the bamboo forest in the west.
Giotto and others were very tired after a busy day and soon fell asleep.
Liu Wuxie quietly went down to the ground, opened the door, and then closed it gently.
It turned into a meteor and disappeared in place.
I've been here once during the day, and I'm pretty familiar with it. At night, there are people patrolling the handyman area, but almost no one comes to the dispensing hall.
Liu Wuxie avoided those eyeliners and arrived at the dispensing hall in just a cup of tea.
"Shashasha..."
When the wind blows, there is a rustling sound from the bamboo forest in the distance, and the sound caused by the collision of large bamboo leaves is like the friction of palms.
Instead of heading to the bamboo forest in a hurry, he headed towards the waste pill.
The waste pills that were abandoned outside have long been treated as garbage, and no one will come here.
Liu Wuxie took out the storage ring and took away nearly a thousand waste pills.
Taking too much at one time can easily arouse suspicion from others.
After getting the waste pill, he turned around and headed deep into the bamboo forest.
The bamboo forest was very large, and it was pitch dark inside. With the faint moonlight, I could barely see around me.
Finding a fairly flat ground, Liu Wuxie took out a candle and lit it gently.
With the candle, the surrounding light became a little brighter.
But from the outside, it's still dark inside, mainly because the bamboo forest is too big.
He took out dozens of the waste elixirs he collected and placed them in front of him one by one.
These elixirs have different qualities, different elixir properties, and even the names of the elixirs should be different.
It is not easy to repair.
The reason why waste elixirs were discarded was not that the medicinal effects inside them disappeared, but that the toxicity was not completely eliminated during purification.
As long as the toxicity is removed, it can still be turned into a complete elixir.
However, most spiritual cultivators can only repair those waste elixirs that are not very toxic. Even intermediate spiritual cultivators are helpless with waste elixirs of this level.
Liu Wuxie didn't know what level of spiritual cultivator he belonged to.
The spiritual cultivation techniques, pharmacists, and nine transformations of gods and demons that seeped out from the mysterious light group were far beyond his knowledge.
With the example during the day, it was a lot easier this time.
"This elixir is mild in nature, so the spirit-nurturing lines are mainly mild."
Liu Wuxie picked out the first elixir. After understanding the nature of the elixir, repairing it became much easier.
Carving on his right hand, a gentle spirit-nurturing pattern floated in front of him.
"go!"
The spirit-nurturing pattern turned into a golden light and penetrated into the elixir.
The technique was much more skillful than during the day, and a strong poisonous gas overflowed from the depths of the elixir.
One after another, Liu Wuxie was not worried at all that the elixir would become useless.
His current goal is to understand the art of cultivating spirits.
When the eighth spiritual cultivation pattern was drawn, the elixir finally exploded.
The first one failed, so continue to purify the second one.
Time passes silently.
When the fourth one was purified, one was finally successful. It was intact and the quality of the elixir was even purer than at the beginning.
With the blessing of the spirit-nurturing pattern, the efficacy of the medicine is fully stimulated.
Put away the repaired elixirs and put them into repair.
An hour passed in a flash, and Liu Wuxie completely entered the state of selflessness.
He ignored everything around him, not even noticing a figure appearing in the distance.
The continuous carving of a large number of spirit-nurturing patterns caused subtle fluctuations in the surrounding world.
The ordinary False God Realm cannot detect it, but the powerful Divine Sovereign Realm can clearly detect even weak changes.
An unkempt old man appeared and stood a few hundred meters away from Liu Wuxie.
Although it was pitch dark all around, the old man's eyes could emit bursts of cold light in the dark night.
At first, Old Man Zao didn't pay much attention. When Liu Wuxie successfully purified an elixir, a strange look flashed in Old Man Zao's eyes.
Liu Wuxie continued to repair the elixir, until he succeeded in getting the tenth elixir.
"Two out of ten pills were successful. The probability is not low."
Liu Wuxie wiped the sweat from his forehead and said softly.
He is still in the exploratory stage, and when he gets the complete collection of elixirs, the repair will be easier.
He took out ten more pills and continued to put them in.
This time Liu Wuxie succeeded in three, and the ratio increased again.
Repeatedly, Liu Wuxie gave up until a hint of white fish belly appeared in the east.
After a night of repairs, I had more than thirty pills in my hand, with different qualities and different effects.
You need to buy an encyclopedia of elixirs and be familiar with their effects. Only after you understand them clearly can you maximize the benefits of the elixirs.
Which elixir is suitable for restoring the spirit of the realm, which elixir is suitable for swallowing during practice, and which elixir is suitable for healing injuries? Liu Wuxie still doesn't understand these at all.
At midnight, the bad old man left.
Just as Liu Wuxie entered the house, Jiao Duo and the others had already gotten up.
Still only Wang Zhongyuan said hello to Liu Wuxie. "Junior brother Liu, today you have to go to the sword washing pool with us. The tasks there are very heavy, because as the end of the year approaches, a large number of disciples go out to do tasks and practice, resulting in damage to the weapons.
There is a lot of damage, and these weapons need to be repaired.
"
Wang Zhongyuan walked up to Liu Wuxie and whispered.
At the end of every year, the Temple of Heaven holds a martial arts competition.
Excellent performance will receive sect rewards.
Especially the competition among the outer sects is more intense. The top one thousand will be promoted to inner sect disciples, while the last thousand will have to leave the Temple of Heaven.
The same goes for inner disciples.
Therefore, the Heavenly Temple recruits a large number of disciples every year, but the number has always been maintained at a balanced position.
If someone joins, someone will leave.
In addition, if you go out to practice and complete tasks, you will also lose a large number of disciples of the Heavenly Temple every year.
"I see!"
Liu Wuxie nodded.
To prevent the scene from yesterday morning from happening, this time Jiao Duo sent Jin Shirong to the cafeteria and directly received breakfast for eight people.
After the group finished eating, they walked towards the sword-washing pool.
The moment he arrived at the sword-washing pool, Liu Wuxie was still stunned by the scene in front of him.
Dozens of sword-washing pools were surrounded by piles of weapons.
All kinds of weapons, both named and unnamed, are available here.
"Are these weapons waiting to be repaired?"
To be continued...