Different from other people, Qingyang is in a completely different situation. He is not practicing in his current situation. The most urgent thing is to refine the Miyuan Spiritual Pill and cure the problem of the Golden Pill as soon as possible. But where they live now
The courtyard is very simple and there is no dedicated alchemy room at all, and Wuliang Mountain is not as prosperous as Kuzhong City, so you can find someone else to rent a place for alchemy.
There may be an alchemy room in the Wuliang Saint, but Qingyang doesn't dare to borrow it. Firstly, he is not familiar with the monks on Wuliang Mountain, and if he comes to visit rashly, others will definitely not pay attention to him. Secondly, he is in this situation now.
For refining golden elixir-level elixirs, people would probably think he was a lunatic.
There is no other way. Qingyang can only work here with everyone. Of course, it is not completely without problems. The one-horned ghost king taught him the method of refining the energy of the Seven Escape Locks and has not stopped, but just for this point
It was just a waste of time. Thinking of this, Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had known it, he would have found a way to refine the elixir in Dry Tomb City. Besides, he was the first place in the primary election of the Holy Son in Dry Tomb City, so the charred wood must have been there.
Real people will wait a few more days for themselves.
Three days later, the city lord of another fairy city came to the valley with their chosen quasi-holy son, and was arranged by Master Simu in another courtyard not far from them. In the next few days, other fairy cities
The city lords and their people also arrived at Wuliang Mountain one after another. It was already half a month later when all the people from the ten immortal cities gathered.
There are ten fairy cities, each with twelve quasi-Holy Sons, and there are more than a hundred young people on Wuliang Mountain. The valley is suddenly very lively, but because of the final selection of the Holy Sons, everyone is under a lot of pressure.
, coupled with the reverence for the Infinite Holy Lord, no one dares to act recklessly. Even if they occasionally go out for some activities, they are mostly concentrated near the courtyard where they live.
Seeing that the originally agreed time for the final election of the Holy Son has come, but the Infinite Saint has not shown up yet, Master Jiaomu asked Master Simu to inquire, and the answer he got was that the Saint's affairs have not been completed yet, and asked everyone to wait patiently. As for the
How long it will take, no one dares to ask.
This wait lasted for three months. People from other fairy cities came late, but people from Kuzhong City had already lived in Wuliang Mountain for more than a hundred days. During this period, everyone suffered a lot and faced the Holy Son's duel.
The pressure of selection and the reverence for the Infinite Holy Lord made no one feel relaxed.
Qingyang was very relaxed, but he stayed in the yard every day during this period. He only had the materials for the Miyuan Gulingling Pill, but he was still unable to refine the pill. The problem of the cracks in the Golden Pill could not be solved, which made people worry. In the past, it was still
It's better. The Seven Escape Lock restrictions of Lord Shifu are still there, and his spiritual thoughts cannot be used anyway. Even if the problem of the golden elixir is solved, he will not be able to return to his peak period for the time being.
Now Qingyang has been in the Fallen Ghost Abyss for a little over a year, and it has been nearly a year after deducting the more than half a month of coma before. During these days, he has been using the method taught to him by the One-Horned Ghost King to refine the Seven Escape Locks all the time.
Qingyang can already feel that the energy of the Seven Escape Locks is very small. It can take as little as a few days or as long as half a month. The Seven Escape Locks will be completely cracked and the restrictions on spiritual thoughts will be lifted. At that time, only
The remaining issue of the golden elixir is holding us back.
Thinking of this, Qingyang could no longer sit still. He still had a lot of things to do. Yu Mengmiao was waiting for him to find a way to save his life. The One-horned Ghost King did not know where he was in the Fallen Ghost Abyss, and there were also the pursuers of Lord Shifu.
He was fed up with the trouble of insufficient cultivation, and didn't want to wait another day. He had to refine the Spiritual Mianyuan Pill as soon as possible, and fix the problem of the Golden Pill before his spiritual consciousness was restored. By then, the sea would be as wide as the fish leaping, and the sky would be high.
Let the birds fly, and you will no longer have to live in hiding.
Seeing that the time for the final election of the Holy Son was still far away, Qingyang decided to go for a walk and search on Wuliang Mountain to see if he could borrow an alchemy room to refine the Miyuan Gulingling Pill.
After making the plan, Qingyang simply packed up, took the materials and left the yard where they lived. However, before he had taken a few steps, Shangguan Yan blocked his way and looked at him up and down with suspicious eyes.
He glanced at it and asked: "Where do you want to go?"
"How did you know I was going out?" Qingyang said.
Shangguan Yan seemed to have been prepared for it, saying: "I have long noticed that you were not thinking properly and had something on your mind, so I expected that you would take action sooner or later. I didn't expect that you would actually make me wait."
"Have you been staring at me?" Qingyang frowned.
Shangguan Yan said matter-of-factly: "Where is this place? The Wuliang Mountain of the Immeasurable Saint. You have an unknown origin. If you do something wrong and offend the Infinite Saint, not only will you be unlucky, but other people in Kuzhong City will also follow.
How can I not keep an eye on you after being implicated? Besides, you still owe me a favor. If I don't keep an eye on you, what if you run away? "
After listening to Shangguan Yan's words, Qingyang was a little dumbfounded, but he couldn't argue with a little girl and said, "Where did you think you were? I was just walking around."
Shangguan Yan rolled his eyes and said: "So you are just taking a walk? It seems that I am overthinking it. It just so happens that I also want to take a walk in Wuliang Mountain. How about we go together?"
The other party has said so, and Qingyang can't refuse. It doesn't matter if Shangguan Yan follows. He is not familiar with Wuliang Mountain. If he accidentally breaks into their forbidden area, or arouses the taboo of Wuliang Saint, there is nothing wrong with him.
Individuals can share the pressure. If they can find an alchemy room, Shangguan Yan can also be there to help when his mind is limited and he needs to get materials.
Then the two of them left the courtyard where they lived and wandered around in the valley. It was their first time to come to Wuliang Mountain and they were not familiar with the surroundings, so they could only follow wherever they went.
The scenery in the valley is quite good, and there are beauties in the company. There are mountains, water, trees and flowers. It would be a beautiful thing if you can enjoy it. Unfortunately, Qingyang has something on his mind, and he seems to be distracted when he looks at everything.
Shangguan Yan next to him was so angry that he stamped his feet.
There are indeed few buildings on Wuliang Mountain. Except for the courtyards where the quasi-sages of various fairy cities live, the rest is the core area of Wuliang Mountain. However, it is heavily guarded and no one is allowed to enter casually. In the blink of an eye, most of the day has passed.
Yang didn't find the alchemy room, and Shangguan Yan didn't have much fun. Instead, he was tired from following Qingyang all the way, and his back and legs ached.
Shangguan Yan finally couldn't help it anymore and asked: "What are you looking for?"
The other party had been with him for so long, Qingyang could no longer hide it, so he could only tell the truth: "I need a pill, and I prepared the materials in Dry Tomb City, but I came to Wuliang Mountain before I had time to refine it.
Who knew there were so few monks on the mountain, not even a high-end alchemy room."