What's going on? Qin Yu became alert and didn't care about throwing away the pheasant king, and took out a little spiritual pill from his arms and swallowed it.

After the illumination of the small blue light, the medicinal power increased greatly after the elixir was upgraded, and one pill was more than the previous three pills. The medicinal power flowed quickly into spiritual power. Soon Qin Yu's magic power of the two qi refining energy was completely restored, and even slightly improved.

There was no time to feel distressed, so he wasted a little spiritual pill. Qin Yu leaned against one stone wall and slowly walked downward. He had already considered it clearly just now that the disposal department was his best choice and he could not give up easily.

Of course, the most important reason that prompted him to make this decision was that the disposal department had changed more than ten people in the past seven years, and the shortest one lasted for two months. It can be seen that even if there was danger inside, it would never be fatal immediately.

Safe all the way.

Apart from the sound of his footsteps, there was no sound in the quiet underground. Qin Yu did not dare to be careless. He searched carefully several times and finally breathed a sigh of relief and showed thoughts on his face.

Since there is no external danger, the traces of excavation at the entrance and the blood that spilled can only be caused by the monks in the previous disposal department themselves.

why is that?

Qin Yu was very confused, but couldn't find the answer. He secretly paid attention to it and began to clean it up. The last dead Senior Brother Wang should have been very painful at the end, so he made the residence messy. Although he didn't care about the living environment, he would have to stay here for a long time in the future and still have to clean up.

An hour later, Qin Yu carefully cleaned up all the places and found no gains in the process.

It seems that some things will be discovered later.

On the cushion cross-legged, Qin Yu took out all the spiritual pills and counted thirty-seven, and couldn't help but show his expectations. He had been tolerant for several days. Now that he had a safe environment, he could no longer bear it. I wonder how much these thirty-seven spiritual pills could improve his cultivation.

Swallow the elixir, close your eyes, absorb it!

Qin Yu's entire mind was completely immersed in his practice, and his magic power was constantly increasing at an astonishing speed.

When the last pill turned into surging magic power and integrated into his cultivation, Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of splendor flashed, dazzling in the darkness. His whole body had no change from before, but his face was even more rosy, but when he stood up straight, he naturally exuded a completely different aura.

Atmospheric, calm and confident!

Like a complete transformation!

Feeling the magic power flowing in his body several times stronger, Qin Yu couldn't help but smile.

The fifth level of Qi refining!

Thirty-seven upgraded spiritual pills forced his cultivation to improve three levels. This is because his qualifications are too poor, his slow absorption of spiritual power and wastes a lot of medicinal power, otherwise he can be one level higher.

But Qin Yu was already satisfied. He didn't dare to think about the fifth level of Qi refining before. Unfortunately, the spiritual pills were exhausted and the other pills had not yet figured out the function, so he could only practice here.

He stood up and twisted his body slightly, and a "crackling" joints exploded. Qin Yumo's face was slightly shocked. Unexpectedly, this time it took him nearly seven days to practice. He didn't feel anything at all, as if it was just a while.

"There is no time to cultivate immortality, hundreds of years in a blink of an eye... I finally understand this sentence today." Qin Yu sighed, then calmed down and stood up to another house. When he was cleaning up, he already knew that it was a study room with many alchemy books, but he was eager to practice at that time and did not stay too late.

Now I just look through it and make sure what the remaining elixirs in my hand are and resume cultivation as soon as possible. After experiencing rapid improvement in cultivation, Qin Yu has completely fallen in love with this feeling of cultivation.

It is said that it is a study room, but it is actually a few rough stone caves on the stone wall, and there is nothing else except a set of tattered tables and chairs. There is an oil lamp on the table, which is supposed to be used for lighting. There is a stack of dry ink and paper next to it, and the handwriting is extremely sloppy.

Qin Yu didn't need to light the lamp, so he looked at the messy paper on the table first, and his shocking curses and resentment were useless.

Waving his hand and sweeping aside, he turned around and took a book without a name.

Turn on the first page.

"Xu has been refining elixirs throughout his life, but his qualifications are dull and difficult to enter the house. He keeps his experiences and experiences for future generations, hoping to get the ability of his younger generations..."

I glanced a few times and said, and I turned over it.

Soon, Qin Yu was excited.

This monk named Xu actually recorded in detail his alchemy process. This book is similar to an alchemy note. What's even better is that he also described the situation of the alchemy he was refining, which is what Qin Yu needs most at the moment.

After reading quickly, perhaps because of the improvement of cultivation, Qin Yu's memory has also been strengthened. After a moment, he will roughly record the contents of the book, especially in terms of the description of the elixir, and remember it clearly.

The cultivator surnamed Xu has a low cultivation level and can only refine low-level elixirs. This is exactly what Qin Yu needs, and he has made a judgment on several elixirs in his hands.

But he was not careless and took out several books of elixirs with different characters, searched them and confirmed that there was no big difference. Finally, he determined the names of the three elixirs, namely Yangyuan Pill, Solid Pill and Fasting Pill.

Yangyuan Pill is similar to Dianling Pills. They are both elixirs to improve their cultivation, but their grade is one level higher and their medicinal power is stronger.

The main function of solid pill is to enhance qi and blood and increase the strength of the body, and also to partially increase the cultivation effect.

As its name suggests, swallow one pill and you don’t need to eat it all month.

Qin Yu had a smile on his lips. Needless to say, Yangyuan Pill is an absolutely good thing. Solid Pill is also very useful to him. It seems that his weak physical condition will be changed soon.

As for fasting pills, you won’t feel hungry when you refine the pills, but it may come in handy when the pills are refined.

The harvest is quite satisfactory.

No matter what, continue to practice!

But this time Qin Yu did not swallow Yangyuan Pill, but chose the solid pill.

The reason is very simple. The magic power of a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage is weak, and he has never learned attack spells. If he encounters danger, he still has to rely on his body to fight hard.

First improve the body, then practice magic power, which is also considered a multi-layer guarantee. Although there is no danger in the disposal department, Qin Yu has always been deeply suspicious in his heart.

The solid pill is indeed worthy of being a divine pill known as an indispensable one for any Qi-refining cultivator. It has a powerful effect on physical transformation!

Ten days later, after all forty-four solid pills were refined, Qin Yu actually rose half a head higher, and piece of streamlined muscles made him say goodbye to his previous weakness and his whole body was full of explosive power.

If Lang Tu knew about it, he would definitely cry loudly. How much hardship he suffered to have had to have that good body, but now he may not be as good as Qin Yu.

Qin Yu had a smile on his face, but he decided in his heart that he would definitely find a way to get some solid pills for Langtu in the future. This guy's head was full of muscles. Is it impossible to follow the orthodox practice route? Or is it more suitable for him to refine his body?

With the little blue lamp, Qin Yu believes that he can go very far on the road of cultivation. Wouldn’t it be lonely without friends?

Tudou, he is his good brother for life!

In the dark underground, absolutely quiet environment, it seemed that the flow of time was much faster. When Qin Yu woke up from his own practice again, he had entered the disposal department for a whole month. All Yangyuan Pills were transformed into magic power, and his cultivation level also reached the amazing eighth level of Qi Refining!

In one month, the sixth level of Qi refining was broken.

"Pills and monks are really the best gifts given by God!" Qin Yu couldn't help but sigh.

It has been confirmed that the third senior brother broke through the seventh realm of Qi Refining on the 27th day and successfully entered the foundation building because he had a small blue lamp. Unfortunately, he was too ostentatious, rising like a meteor, and falling like a meteor.

"The first bird is shot, Wei Wei's death is right in front of me. I have to keep this in mind and remind myself at all times." Qin Yu's eyes were solemn, and the existence of the little blue lamp would become his biggest secret and could not be exposed at any time. Otherwise, he would be just a small, unreasonable qi-refining cultivator, even a giant and powerful man, would be torn to pieces.

The elixir was exhausted, and Qin Yu's practice came to an end for a while. He stayed in the dark ground for a month, absolutely closed. He was not bored at all, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, "It seems that I have no advantages in my practice, at least I can endure loneliness."

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes reflected a colorful ball, "It's you a little thing." The person who appeared in front of him was the pheasant overlord who brought into the disposal department. He let it go nervously that day. After that, Qin Yu focused on practicing and forgot its existence.

At this time, the pheasant overlord had his bright feathers and lost his original luster. His fiery red crown drooped, his small eyes were dull, and hesitant. It looked at Qin Yu, trying to get close but was afraid and hesitant.

Qin Yu immediately understood the reason and raised his hand to look at the index finger of his left hand. Sure enough, there was a little more darkness in the green. The elixir of the disposal department was filled with elixir, and one month was enough to allow the accumulation of invading toxins to burst out. He carried a small blue light with him to immune to toxins, and the pheasant king had no luck.

In a month, it did not die. It must be gifted among the pheasants and deserves its reputation as a king.

Qin Yu thought about it, reached into his arms and then slowly opened it. A small blue bloomed in a radius of one foot, and his eyes looked at the pheasant king. Its small eyes suddenly widened, showing excitement. His sharp claws scratched the ground uneasyly, but he endured it and did not rush over.

This little thing has a little bit of intelligence!

Qin Yu looked surprised and then returned to peace. There were so many wonders in the world. He could get a small blue lamp. The pheasant overlord had some adventures to activate his spiritual intelligence. What's the point? He wanted to have a company to save it. The pheasant overlord had vented his spiritual intelligence, of course it would be better.

"Little guy, come here, I'll help you get rid of the poison."

As if I understood, the pheasant king had a small eyeball and fell to the ground.

Dizzy?

Qin Yu was amused and crying. It seemed that this little thing had noticed him a long time ago and had been holding on and never dared to come over. In this way, its intelligence is not too low.

Walking over and picking up the pheasant overlord, letting it bathe in the light of the small blue light, a trace of black air flows towards its claws and gradually turns black.

My fingers were pinching, and it was chubby. Judging from the feel, it was much heavier than when I came in.

Qin Yu touched his chin and thought, "In the past month, I haven't seen the pheasant king come down, what did it eat?"

The black gas stopped surging, the toxins had been removed, and the pheasant king closed his eyes tightly, without any intention of waking up. But since you are fainted, there are a few long feathers on your tail, what will it shake?

Qin Yu deliberately weighed it and smiled grimly, "It's quite fat. Now the poison has been relieved, and it's just a pot of stew!"

Fluttering-

The pheasant king struggled suddenly. If Qin Yu had not been prepared for it, he might have really escaped by it. After a while, he found that he had grabbed his hand, like two iron hoops. The pheasant king looked at Qin Yu pitifully, and tears fell down.

This little thing has really become a spirit!

Pheasant spirit?

This name is inexplicably funny.

Qin Yu showed a smile on his lips.
Chapter completed!