I feed the worms with my body, I am the evil demon

It was boring to refine pills, and it took a whole month.

Gu Xiu first started with simple pills such as the lower-grade Peiyuan Pill and Juqi Pill, and gradually increased the difficulty. He consumed a lot of spiritual materials from Zhao Wen before he successfully refined three bottles of lower-grade pills and one bottle of medium-grade pills, a total of 40 to 50 pills.

Gu Xiu was not satisfied with this. He didn't know that if other alchemists knew that a novice could refine 40 to 50 complete pills in just one month, they would be killed.

After cleaning up the medicine residue, Gu Xiu began to refine the first-level upper-grade Yangjing Pill.

A complete Yangjing Pill can be sold for ten spiritual stones, and a set of spiritual materials is only one spiritual stone, but the success rate of this pill is extremely low.

In the alchemy field, if one can make seven out of ten spiritual materials, he is a master of alchemy, if he can make five out of ten, he is a master of alchemy, if he can make three out of ten, he is a spiritual apprentice of alchemy, if he can make one out of ten, he is a disciple of alchemy, and there are many people who can't make any.

This thing depends on talent, and no matter how hard you try, you can make up for the gap in talent. Some people have been refining pills for a lifetime and have mastered the fire and temperature, but they still lack a little spiritual light, which is that little spiritual light that can never step into the threshold of the master.

There are thirteen kinds of raw materials for the nourishing essence pill, which need to be melted into the pill liquid in sequence, and the mind needs to be separated to keep the various medicinal materials stable at all times. If you are not careful, a spiritual stone will be gone.

Gu Xiu has memorized the intermediate alchemy manual by heart, and he has gradually become proficient in controlling the fire after trying for a month.

The next step is to see whether the mind can stabilize the situation.

The alchemist's cultivation talent may not be the strongest, but his mind is definitely the strongest in the same realm.

Only in this way can we ensure that the steps of alchemy are not wrong.

After three sets of spiritual materials were consumed in succession, Gu Xiu did not change his expression and took a break to refine again.

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After another month, all the spiritual materials of the ten sets of Yangjing Pills were consumed, and Gu Xiu refined two and a half pills.

Why is it two and a half? Because the surface of one of them is densely packed with holes. Although it exudes the fragrance of medicine, it is only a semi-finished product.

The other two are very good, with smooth and round surfaces and exuding bursts of pill fragrance.

Gu Xiu took out the Yangjing Pill bought in Fengbao Pavilion and compared it. He found that there was not much difference, only some small details, which was not a big problem.

Putting away the pill, Gu Xiu calmed the fluctuations of mana around his body. He put on a black robe and pasted the flying sword talisman on his wrist, and then opened the magic circle and walked out of the cave.

The dark night seemed to be painted on the sky with endless thick ink, without even the faint light of stars.

The desolate mountain wind blew, the shadows of the trees danced in the thick fog, and the turbulent mountain stream surged with waves.

Gu Xiu was wearing a black robe and hiding in the night. He raised his head, and the corners of his pale mouth curled up slightly under the wide hood.

"The hunt begins."

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There are many casual cultivators outside Heimo Mountain, but very few can afford to buy high-level magic arrays to open caves.

Linmofang has a night curfew, and casual cultivators who have not settled down or rented a house are prohibited from staying.

So the group of low-level casual cultivators will look for a safe place to hide. After all, Heimo Mountain is the most unruly place, and they may be hit by a fireball while walking.

Except for those casual cultivators who can protect themselves above the eighth level, low-level casual cultivators either gather together or dig a simple cave by themselves.

There are many casual cultivator teams that accept tasks issued by immortal gates and families, searching for veins and treasures, killing people and robbing goods, etc., and each has their own way to earn spirit stones.

There are many people like the twin brothers who attack and kill low-level cultivators, and it happens almost every day.

Gu Xiu remembered that Xu Ziqi had joined a team in the travel notes, but unfortunately, not long after, his team was ambushed and he was the only one left.

For this reason, he also wrote about the deeds of his teammates.

There was a small lake in a mountain forest. Four casual cultivators lit a bonfire and huddled together for warmth by the lake. They were three men and one woman.

They ranged in age from young to middle-aged.

"Brother Chen, if we take on a few more tasks tomorrow, we will be able to raise enough rent. By then, it will be better to rent a small house in Linmofang than to live here."

The speaker was a woman, about 30 years old, with a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivation.

The other three men, the older one was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and the other two were at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

The man surnamed Chen sat cross-legged, opened his eyes and smiled at the woman's beautiful face.

"Don't worry, fourth sister. We'll be fine with the brothers here. We can handle even a tenth-level cultivator."

"Yes, fourth sister, don't worry. I'll stand guard while you go to the cave to rest. Tomorrow we have to go to Huachun Mountain to find Shengjing Grass. Although there are no monsters there, it's still a little dangerous. Get enough rest." A man in a green robe and a scarf said softly.

"The spirit stones given by the Yan family for foundation building are too few. Next time we will take the work of the big family."

The woman hugged her knees and nodded gently, "Thank you brothers, I'll go first."

"Okay, go quickly." Another short man laughed.

The woman stood up, and her exquisite figure was revealed under the firelight. The three men stole a glance at her without leaving any trace.

Just as the woman walked a short distance, the short man whispered, "Brother, come first?"

The man surnamed Chen shook his head slowly, "You, don't be so impatient, wait until tomorrow to finish the business, it's not easy for the little girl to do bad things all the time."

"That's right, third brother, don't think about that, it's important to improve your cultivation quickly, the Medicine King Secret Realm is about to open, we are just stuck in age, and we won't be able to enter in the next thirty years."

The short man curled his lips, "Okay, okay, got it."

The three of them sat around the fire, and there was no speech for a while.

The woman walked towards the cave, which was actually just a simple cave.

Looking at the dark night, the woman couldn't help but quicken her pace. She breathed a sigh of relief when she felt the luster of the magic circle near the cave.

Heimo Mountain is too dangerous. If she had known, she would not come here and practice slowly in a random place outside. At worst, she would not practice this immortal.

The woman was thinking, and suddenly felt a chill behind her. She turned her head stiffly and saw only a white chin and a pale lip.

"Woo..."

Her eyes were scattered. The only thought before the woman died was why she came to Heimo Mountain?

Crushing the woman's neck, Gu Xiu's insect pattern appeared under his clothes. He shook his head gently, "The sixth level of Qi Refining doesn't even respond to spiritual energy. Aren't you a little too much?"

The demon cicadas shook their heads one by one, regardless of how angry Gu Xiu was.

After getting a portion of soul liquid, Gu Xiu temporarily suppressed his anger. He took out the black bow and quietly came to a position about 20 feet away from the three people.

Climbing up to the treetops, Gu Xiu took a deep breath and drew his bow and arrow in the dark.

Gu Xiu held a pitch-black sword arrow in his hand. Then, the black bow was full of moon. He held his breath and didn't use his spiritual sense to lock it for fear of alerting the enemy.

It's not that he was afraid of not being able to beat the three guys, but he was afraid that they would run away and he would have to chase them.

The black bow was full of moon. Gu Xiu used his eyes to stare at the eighth-level Qi Refining cultivator and lowered the sound of the bowstring.

In the dark night, there was a slight tremor, and the man surnamed Chen, who was originally regulating his breath around the fire, opened his eyes instantly.

He reacted very quickly, but the speed of the intermediate-level magic weapon black bow arrow was even faster. Almost the moment he opened his eyes, it nailed his head, and the powerful force flew him and nailed him to the big tree behind.