A stink came out of the small hole in the lid of the alchemy furnace. Zheng Shiqi knew that the success rate of alchemists in refining unfamiliar elixirs was not high, but his face turned dark. Shou was stung like a pig's head by a green bamboo bee.
Next to Zhang Guang, his heart was in his throat.
Lu Xiaotian's face was expressionless, and he casually used a water ball technique to cleanse the impurities in the cauldron. The serum pill is a second-level detoxification elixir. He has never refined the elixir that can only be refined by an intermediate alchemist.
However, his success rate in refining Qi Gathering Pills is close to 50%. In terms of strength, he has already become an intermediate alchemist. Usually, pills that can improve his cultivation and speed up his practice are more difficult to refine than other pills. Serum Pills
The difficulty is not too high, and the time it takes to form the elixir is also short, only about half an hour.
After the first furnace was exhausted, Lu Xiaotian felt confident. After cleaning the small cauldron with ease, he continued to fire up the second furnace.
Half an hour passed by in a flash, and a fragrance rose from the alchemy furnace, making people's blood boil.
Open the furnace and test the elixir!
There are two blood-colored crystal clear elixirs, one of which is obviously fuller and has two more elixir lines.
"Mid-grade serum pill!" Fan Qing stood closer and exclaimed first, looking at Lu Xiaotian with a surprised look on his face, "Lu Xiaoyou's accomplishments in alchemy are really amazing."
Not only Fan Qing, but others also looked shocked. The first furnace was still a useless elixir. Under such circumstances, being able to refine a middle-grade elixir in the second furnace was not something that ordinary alchemists could do.
"I have already said that Brother Lu is a very powerful alchemist, but you still don't believe it." Luo Qing said happily, as if she had refined the elixir.
"It's just luck." Lu Xiaotian smiled lightly and handed the middle-grade serum pill to Zheng Shiqi.
Zheng Shiqi was pleasantly surprised. He originally thought it was good that Lu Xiaotian could refine the elixir, but he didn't expect it to be a middle-grade serum elixir. After thanking him, Zheng Shiqi quickly mixed the elixir with water and stuffed the elixir into Zhang Guang's mouth.
"Now that Fellow Daoist Zhang has taken the elixir, we have already lost a lot of time. We must rush on our way as soon as possible, otherwise once it gets dark and we cannot reach the gathering point of the loose cultivators, we will be in trouble later. We will take turns carrying Fellow Daoist Zhang on our backs on the way."
Zhang Guang took the elixir and Fan Qing said.
Due to the need to rush, the group of people moved much faster than before. Lu Xiaotian finally understood why the threat from other monks in the Wangyue Mountains was greater than that of monsters. They managed to avoid the attack of the Green Bamboo Bee.
After that, we encountered several man-made traps. However, according to Fan Qing and Luo Yuan, who have entered the Wangyue Mountains several times, not many people walk this trail, and the number of traps encountered is relatively small compared to other places.
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For example, there are a few spiritual stones and storage bags scattered next to a fallen body. A few spiritual herbs are obvious, but the terrain is difficult and easy to ambush, and no one has picked the spiritual herbs. But if Lu Xiaotian looks carefully, he can faintly find some spiritual herbs among the grass.
There were still bloodstains and traces of battle that had not been cleaned. It was obvious that someone had been ambushed before them, and someone had died.
After learning the lesson from the Green Bamboo Bee, everyone in the team no longer pounced on it rashly, but went straight on. They no longer took risks for such scattered spiritual objects.
"Red Ice Mulberry!" When passing a mountain col, Lu Xiaotian found a young spiritual tree between several large rocks that was no more than a foot tall, with leaves as red as human palms and exuding aura.
"Why, little friend Lu is interested in red ice mulberry? This red ice mulberry needs to grow for more than a hundred years to be valuable. We casual cultivators in the Qi refining stage only have a life span of about a hundred years. We simply can't afford to wait. And red ice mulberry is extremely difficult to transplant. Success, otherwise it would have been taken away long ago.”
Fan Qing was in the middle of the team and couldn't help but smile when he saw Lu Xiaotian stopping.
"Maybe it will succeed. If it fails to build the foundation, it would be good to leave it to my nephew."
Lu Xiaotian carefully dug out the red ice mulberry from the ground to avoid damaging its roots, and sent it into the barrier while others were not paying attention.
Usually, century-old red ice mulberry is valuable. After ice silkworms eat the leaves of century-old red ice mulberry, they will spit out ice silk, which is extremely tough and can be used to weave into soft armor. Its protective power is extremely rare among spiritual weapons. Ordinary spiritual weapons It cannot be cut off, and it can also resist certain spell damage, especially against fire attribute spells, the effect is more significant.
Even compared to some low-level magic weapons, it is not too much. For other monks, the Chi Bing Sang is a bit useless. The lifespan of ordinary Qi refining monks is only about a hundred years, and they simply cannot afford to wait. If they can last as long as the Chi Bing Sang The year is enough, and it is estimated that it has reached the foundation building period.
The protective power of mid-level spells cast during the foundation building period is not inferior to that of ice silk silkworm armor. Therefore, the people in the team do not like this kind of red ice mulberry, which is only a few years old. Only the Immortal Cultivation Family in Wangyue City, or the Immortal Cultivation Sect inherits it. An orderly family may have such a spiritual object. After all, it can only be used by future generations of monks in the Qi refining period after it has been passed down for several generations.
The requirements of the red ice mulberry are extremely demanding, but in Lu Xiaotian's opinion, it is easy for him. As long as it is transplanted into the barrier and then applied with enough spiritual stones as fertilizer, the red ice mulberry can be born.
"Brother Lu has good intentions." Zheng Shiqi sighed with emotion.
The team traveled hundreds of miles, and a river about 14 to 15 feet wide blocked in front of them. When the team appeared at the river, there was a ripple in the water, and thin ripples appeared on the clear Los Angeles.
Lu Xiaotian looked at the clouds and saw several giant green crocodiles faintly appearing in the river. The adult green crocodiles were more than two feet tall. Although they were only second-level monsters, their physical strength far exceeded that of monks of the same level. They were monks in the late stage of Qi refining. It's not as good as that. If it unfortunately falls into the water, it will most likely be eaten by a green crocodile.
The green crocodiles seemed to smell the scent of strangers, and soon, more than ten green crocodiles of different sizes gathered in this water area.
"He Tuozi, you took us to take a small road, and we were in such a dangerous situation. How do you think we should get through it now?" Wang Ping waved his iron rod and looked at He Tuozi in annoyance. It seemed that He Tuozi was going to make a big move without giving a reasonable explanation. A fighting attitude.
"That's right, if the nine of us fall into the water, these green crocodiles won't be enough to fill the gap between our teeth." Luo Qing took a step back in fear and stood between Luo Yuan and Lu Xiaotian, feeling a little safer.
"These evil beasts actually have a good nose. Fellow Taoists, please calm down. Since I'm taking you on a trail, I'll naturally have a solution." He Tuozi smiled and took out one from his storage bag. Open the yellow paper bag and reveal a bag of black powder. The black powder exudes a strange smell, which is very fishy.
"Exorcism powder!" Others did not recognize the origin of the black powder, but Fan Qing cried out.
"I got this by chance, and it's not very useful. But it can be used to drive away low-level monsters. It's naturally far different from the real demon-expelling powder, but it's enough to deal with these second-level green crocodiles."
He Tuozi took a little of the black powder from the yellow paper bag and put it into the water. The black powder melted when it entered the water. At the same time, a few fist-sized bubbles rose up, and an overbearing and frightening breath melted from the water. More than ten green streaks
The crocodile suddenly ran away in panic like a frightened bird.
"The breath can only last as long as a stick of incense, so do it now."
He Tuozi carefully put away the yellow paper bag, pulled up a piece of green vine from the bushes by the river, threw it towards a big tree across the river, and wrapped it around the big tree. Another blessing for himself.
Using the light body technique, I pulled the ivy with all my strength, tapped it a few times in the river, and successfully jumped to the other side of the river.
Ordinary monks in the Qi Refining Stage do not have the ability to fly. Even with the help of wind control, one jump can only cover a distance of five or six feet at most. Only after entering the Construction Stage can one have the magical power to soar into the clouds, ride on the mist, and walk with a sword. However, He Zhongqing is missing.
After gaining leverage from the threat of crocodiles, the fifteen to sixty-foot river could not stop the team.
Lu Xiaotian also followed the same example, pulling a piece of ivy on the water surface to use force once or twice, and reached the other side.
The middle-grade serum pill was very effective. After another hour of driving, Zhang Guang, who had been stung by a green bamboo bee and fainted, suddenly woke up and then vomited violently. A large amount of filth was spit out from his mouth, exuding a
There is a foul odor, which is the toxin accumulated in the body. Although the person suffered a sin, his blue and black face looked much better after vomiting the filth.
After driving for more than a hundred miles, perhaps because we went deeper into the Moon Mountains, the spiritual energy around us was obviously much richer than when we just left the city. At this time, the sky had begun to darken, and various strange monsters appeared in the valley.
The howling sound became louder and louder.
Lu Xiaotian followed the team to a valley with towering cliffs on both sides. The entrances on both sides of the valley were extremely narrow, and the area in the middle was wide enough to accommodate thousands of people. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack. This kind of favorable terrain, once encountered
The scattered cultivators can respond quickly to the attack of the monster beasts and form formations to resist.
There are a large number of monk teams scattered in the valley, each occupying a small piece of territory. The valley is illuminated by torches lit everywhere.
"Cockscomb Blood Stone, we sell Cockscomb Blood Stone. All you need is five low-grade spiritual stones, or equivalent elixirs and healing medicines!"
"I want to buy the Black Jade Bone Renewal Paste. I am willing to offer you three low-grade spiritual stones. I want to buy the Black Jade Bone Renewal Paste at a high price!"
Some of the casual cultivators in the valley have been in the mountains for a few days and have gained quite a lot. Because the healing medicines, elixirs have been exhausted, there are various voices asking for medicines, selling spiritual herbs, and demon elixirs. Lu Xiaotian is very interested.
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"We've been on the road for such a long time. We've all worked hard. Let's rest for a night and recuperate. There may be a fierce fight tomorrow," Fan Qing ordered.
The monks in the valley are roughly divided into three groups. One group is the immortal guards sent by Wangyue City. Once the valley is attacked by monsters, the scattered cultivators will be divided and lack unified command. These people are the backbone of the guards.
One group is the adventure team of the Immortal Cultivation Clan in Wangyue City. These people are equipped with the best spiritual weapons. Whether it is the spiritual knives, spiritual swords in their hands, or the armor on their bodies, they are obviously better.
The last faction is the team of casual cultivators like Lu Xiaotian. They are large in number, but each has its own agenda. The casual cultivators are scattered scattered, but in general the three factions are clearly distinct. Each of them occupies a large area.