Qin Hao locked the door, then sat cross-legged on the futon, reached out and took out the storage bag from his arms, and used his spiritual consciousness to first take out his [Cultivation Diary] and pen and ink from the inside.
Opening the diary, he dipped his brush in ink.
Start writing new diary content in the diary.
[On November 26th, it turned cloudy, Tainan Valley in Lanzhou, Master Zuiyue of Cangyu Mountain insulted me as a mere ant on the second floor during the Qi training period]
[On November 26, it turned cloudy, and in the Tainan Valley of Lanzhou, a Taoist priest named Song Wen hung a green ox crown on Woniu Mountain, intending to trick me into killing me as a sacrifice to the Black Evil Cult]
After finishing writing, Qin Hao carefully recalled it and made sure that no one was missed.
Only then did he put away the [Cultivation Diary] and pen and ink in his hand.
"In the future, I will specialize in refining a magic weapon or magic weapon for writing a diary."
"The pen, ink and paper used by mortals are of poor quality after all."
He muttered a few words to himself.
Qin Hao took out the jade box containing the Blood Spirit Grass, opened the lid, and revealed the elixir Blood Spirit Grass stored inside.
"Swallow it whole. What if the effect of the medicine is too strong and it strangles me to death?"
"No, you still have to take them separately and carefully."
"But if this is the case, the efficacy of the Blood Spirit Grass will evaporate and weaken, causing a lot of waste."
"What if in the end, only a little bit of the medicine's effect is wasted?"
Thought briefly for a while.
Qin Hao opened his left hand, and a cluster of pure white flames suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.
Instantly, the temperature inside the secret room began to slowly rise. In addition, he also discovered that the blood spirit grass that looked a little wilted did not become dry because of it.
On the contrary, it is slightly delicate and charming, as if it has restored a trace of imperceptible vitality.
"As expected!"
"The white phoenix flame contains the power of creation and vitality, which is beneficial to life."
"If we use this fire to temper the Blood Spirit Grass, we may be able to better refine and bring out the medicinal effects contained within it. We may even optimize it in some aspects."
Gathering his mind, Qin Hao carefully recalled the medical skills he learned from Mo Juren.
Later, he carefully recalled the explanation of basic alchemy for immortal cultivators that he received from Yu Zitong, as well as the detailed description of blood spirit grass in the encyclopedia of common elixirs.
After thinking silently for a moment, he gradually came to an idea.
"That's almost it!"
Qin Hao used his spiritual consciousness to hold up the Blood Spirit Grass out of thin air and control it in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, a ball of white phoenix flame appeared out of thin air in the palms of his hands, wrapping the whole Blood Spirit Grass inside.
"Chichichichi...!"
Subtle burning sounds continued to sound on the Blood Spirit Grass.
Its vitality becomes more and more vigorous, and both the leaves and branches gradually melt in the white phoenix flame.
It does not burn to ash like ordinary flames.
Seeing such an unexpected extraction process of medicinal ingredients, Qin Hao felt a touch of joy in his heart, and he became more and more cautious and concentrated on controlling it.
Don't dare to be distracted or careless in the slightest, lest something unexpected happen and lead to failure.
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At the same time, on the other side.
After Mrs. Jinling parted ways with Qin Hao, she quickly returned to the temporary resting place of Taoist Songwen and others without any hesitation.
As soon as she entered the hall on the first floor, she saw Master Zuiyue sitting on a chair and cutting her nails.
I noticed someone coming in.
Master Zuiyue turned around and saw that Mrs. Jin Ling had returned here alone. She did not see the weak monk on the second floor of the Qi training stage.
"You're the only one back? Where's that ant on the second floor of the Qi training stage?"
Master Zuiyue asked casually.
The focus of his eyes was still on his fingernails, as if there were flowers on them, with a careless and lazy attitude.
"Fellow Taoist Han and I have taken the initiative to separate for the time being." Mrs. Jin Ling glanced at it and sensed that she didn't see Taoist Songwen inside the temporary residence, so she asked Master Zuiyue: "Taoist Songwen
Woolen cloth?"
"Taoist Master Songwen just left at that time, who knows where he went?" In response to a casual reply, Master Zuiyue turned to look at Mrs. Jinling and said, "Could it be that ant on the second floor of the Qi training stage who followed him voluntarily?
We dragged our feet and separated ourselves?"
"It's better if we separate, so as not to be held back at the critical moment."
"That kid is self-aware, huh!"
After hearing the words of Master Zuiyue, Mrs. Jin Ling glanced at him quickly, with a faint sarcasm and sneer flashing through her eyes.
It's like looking at a dying person.
"It's only the fifth level of the Qi training period, hehehe..."
"You regard that little guy on the second level of Qi training as an ant, but in the eyes of our Black Evil Cult, you are nothing more than an ant."
"Maybe the ants in your eyes will escape our hunting and live longer than you."
He had no intention of saying anything more to Master Zuiyue.
Mrs. Jin Ling turned over her hand and took out a transmission talisman, recited the mantra in a low voice and quickly, and input all the words she wanted to say into the transmission talisman in her hand.
Then let go of your right hand.
The transmission talisman suddenly turned into a red flame and quickly disappeared.
After sending the communication note to another companion, Taoist Songwen, Mrs. Jinling twisted her attractive waist and walked up to the third floor.
Then enter a room and wait patiently.
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Inside Tainan Valley.
Taoist Songwen, who was looking for suitable prey for sacrifice, suddenly received the transmission note from Mrs. Jinling, and his heart suddenly moved.
Naturally, he turned back to look at the two new casual cultivators he had just recruited.
The face that looked very kind and compassionate showed the look of a good old man, and said: "Two fellow Taoists, it is getting late, so I will go back to rest first."
"I wonder what your two fellow Taoists are planning?"
"We two brothers will wander around again to see if we can exchange for something useful." Among them, a middle-aged man with a somewhat short stature bowed his hand to Taoist Song Wen and said: "When we are done wandering around,
We two brothers will naturally come to visit you."
"Okay!" After hearing this, Taoist Songwen showed a smile like a good old man, took out a talisman, handed it to the elder brother, and said: "This is the key to the temporary residence of Pindao and others.
The location is right over there.”
Words are spoken in the mouth.
Taoist Songwen raised his right hand and pointed at a three-story attic in the center of Tainan Valley.
"Taoist Master, goodbye." The short and fat man accepted the talisman handed over by Song Wen and continued to wander around Qingshi Square with his younger brother.
Search for tradable items useful to both of their practices.
Seeing this, Song Wen turned around and walked back with a spring-like smile on his face.