"I am the guardian of the Eight Gates Secret Realm, Danqing."
The female voice continued: "The flow of time in the Eight Gates Secret Area is faster than that in the outside world. One day in the outside world is ten days in the secret area. There are eight levels in the secret area. Those who pass them all can obtain the god-level body training techniques left by Venerable Wei Yan.
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"The first level is the Shengmen - Spiritual Medicine Garden. You must refine the Xuan-level low-grade spiritual elixir Baicao Dan within 12 hours. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a failure to pass the level and you will be expelled from the secret realm immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the mist in the distance dissipated, and a high platform made of white stone appeared.
There is a huge alchemy furnace standing on the high platform, and above it is an elixir recipe written with spiritual power. The content on it is densely packed, and there are hundreds of names of elixirs!
"It turns out to be Baicao Dan!"
"Although Baicao Dan is only a low-grade Xuan-level elixir, there are so many elixirs and complicated processes required to refine this elixir that the recipe has been lost. I didn't expect to see the recipe for Baicao Dan here!"
"The key is that taking a Baicao Pill can completely restore the spiritual power in the late stage of the Dan Formation Realm. This pill is really wonderful!"
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Jiang Deng didn't care to sigh with everyone. She hurried to the high platform and looked at the content on the pill prescription.
Oops, I really need a hundred kinds of elixirs!
I have to say, the names of so many elixirs piled together make me dizzy just looking at them.
Considering that time was tight and he couldn't afford to delay, Jiang Deng inspected the people below and asked: "Which of you can make elixirs?"
Everyone looked at each other.
Danfeng's disciples are generally not very powerful in martial arts, so among the thirty people on the sect's competition list, there are only a few Danfeng disciples.
Jiang Zhi is a disciple of Danfeng. Under the gaze of everyone, he coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Although I am the true disciple of Master Yanfeng, I don't know how to make alchemy."
"..."
useless!
Jiang Zhiling on the side couldn't help but rolled her eyes.
"Well……"
Seeing Jiang Zhiling's disgusted look, Jiang Zhi touched his nose and regretted that he had never learned alchemy before. If he was given another chance, he would seriously learn how to make alchemy from his master.
Then, a young man in his mid-twenties raised his hand and said, "I can refine low-grade elixirs of the Xuan level."
Everyone's eyes lit up instantly, and Jiang Deng also looked at each other with a happy expression.
She was not very familiar with this person, but she knew that he was a monk in the Dan Formation realm.
Seeing this, Feng Jiuyou quickly praised: "Senior Brother Zhang Quan is the direct disciple of Elder Zhang of Danfeng. He can refine a low-grade Xuan-level elixir at a young age. There will definitely be no problem in refining the Baicao Pill this time."
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Under the admiring gaze of everyone, Zhang Quan smiled proudly and seemed to enjoy the compliments.
Jiang Deng didn't care about this and said impatiently: "Zhang Quan, right? What are you still doing? Come up and make elixirs quickly!"
Seeing that Jiang Deng didn't care about him so much, a flash of displeasure flashed in Zhang Quan's eyes, and he pretended to say: "You can make alchemy if you want me to, but I have a condition!"
Jiang Deng frowned slightly.
She hates people making terms with her the most in her life, let alone this is the time to make terms?
Zhang Quan's elixir was not made for them, but everyone worked together to pass the level. Why did they mention the conditions?
Jiang Deng didn't want to take this issue, but Xia Chenqing hurriedly asked: "What are the conditions?"
Zhang Quan pointed at Feng Qing, with a sure win flashing in his eyes: "Her prize for winning the title is a heaven-level alchemy furnace. I want her to give me the alchemy furnace for one year!"
Everyone: "..."
Isn't this taking advantage of others' misfortune?
Jiang Deng was even more angry and said: "That's someone else's thing. If you want it so much, why don't you get the leader yourself and earn the prize!"
Zhang Quan shrugged his shoulders and curled his lips and said: "Then there is nothing I can do to help. I am an alchemy cultivator, and I don't want the body-training technique. Anyway, there are many elixirs here. I will be satisfied if I collect some elixirs and take them back.
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"Junior Brother Zhang!"
Even though Xia Chenqing has a good temper, he can't help but feel a bit of anger in his brows, "Sect Master, if you don't obey the command, aren't you afraid that the Sect Master will punish you when you return to the sect?"
"Let's talk about it then." Zhang Quan was as unmoved as a dead pig who is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.
It was not that he was not afraid of the sect master's punishment, but he was very sure in his heart that everyone would definitely force Feng Qing to lend him the alchemy furnace in order to pass the customs.
As for...should I return the alchemy furnace to Feng Qing after one year?
He has been using it for a year, so it naturally belongs to him!
Seeing that Zhang Quan refused to work in vain, everyone had no choice but to persuade Feng Qing, who seemed to be more talkative.
"Junior Sister Feng, please lend the alchemy furnace to Senior Brother Zhang for use!"
"Yes! Anyway, Junior Sister Feng, you are still in the Qi refining stage. At best, you can only refine yellow-level elixirs. There is no need to use such a good alchemy furnace."
"Yes, Junior Sister Feng, you have to take the overall situation into consideration. The most important thing is to get through the hurdle in front of you first."
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The more Feng Qing listened to the advice from people around her, the more unhappy she became.
These people keep saying they are doing her best, but they force her to sacrifice their own interests. How can this be considered doing her good?
What's more, she lent the alchemy furnace. Will Zhang Quan return it to her after a year?
Not necessarily!
Her father, the emperor, and her mother couldn't believe it. How could she trust a fellow senior who she had only met a few times?
Feng Qing had a condensed face, "I won't borrow it! Isn't there an alchemy furnace on the stage? Why doesn't Senior Brother Zhang use the alchemy furnace on the stage and insists on using mine?"
Zhang Quan sneered, "You've also seen the alchemy furnace above. It's dusty and looks like it hasn't been used for eight hundred years. You can't even tell what level it is. How can it be used to make alchemy? It's better to use your heaven level to make alchemy.
A furnace is the safest."
Feng Qing pursed her thin lips, looking unconvinced.
Zhang Quan continued to smile and said: "Of course, I didn't take your alchemy furnace for nothing. I will help you refine the Mingming Pill you need."
"I don't!"
Feng Qing tried her best to say these words of rejection.
Now everyone looked at Feng Qing and suddenly felt bad, "Junior sister Feng, let's talk about it, why are you still so selfish!"
Feng Jiuyou also criticized: "If it's because of you, Senior Brother Zhang can't refine the Baicao Pill, and we all fail to clear the level, can you afford this responsibility?!"
Feng Qing pursed her lips tightly, tears of grievance filled her eyes.
"stop!"
Seeing that everyone continued to accuse Feng Qing, Jiang Deng couldn't stand it any longer. He looked at Feng Jiuyou and asked, "Feng Qing is being selfish if she doesn't lend her her alchemy furnace. Why don't you lend it to her?"
Feng Jiuyou spread her hands and said, "I would like to borrow it, but I don't have a heaven-level alchemy furnace."
Jiang Deng's eyes fell on the spirit sword that Feng Jiuyou carried behind his back, "Okay, seeing how generous you are, then you can lend me your middle-grade heaven-level natal sword! I don't have to be very careful.
It will take a long time, as long as one or two hundred years. Don't worry, I will definitely return it to you before you die."
"I..." Feng Jiuyou was speechless and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Ah!"
Jiang Deng smiled sarcastically, "You don't have a heaven-level alchemy furnace, but you really have a heaven-level natal sword, right? With her generous hand, you can play it smoothly!"