Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 32: Can this thing make elixirs?

Outer city, southwest corner.

As the area closest to the Xiaoyue Mountains, the number of households here has always been the smallest.

The reason is naturally because the main demon race in the Xiaoyue Mountains is wolves, who come and go like the wind, and are bloodthirsty and ruthless.

Even if the high-level demon wolves are afraid of Dahefang's formation and dare not come over, there are always one or two demon wolves that have not activated their intelligence and will occasionally come over.

This is also the reason why Luo Chen never dared to waste his spiritual energy in this place and always ensured that he had enough energy to escape.

There are usually very few monks who come here.

But today, a large number of people suddenly came.

The leader is a short monk with a face that has seen many vicissitudes of life, and his eyes are full of ruthlessness when he opens and closes them.

“Are you sure this is here?”

“Second Brother Gao, according to the guidance of the breath-seeking disk, the most breath is left here. Ting’e should have stayed here for a long time.”

Five or six days have passed since the day when the Dajiang Gang suddenly attacked the Poshan Gang's seventh hall entrance.

In that battle, the Poshan Gang suffered heavy losses.

But if we compare the number of men lost by the Dajiang Gang in the mountains, the losses on both sides are only half a pound.

If we continue to do this, it will be a bit unbearable for some casual cultivators who are just trying to make a living.

These people are the majority of the gangs.

So Mi Shuhua, the leader of the Poshan Gang, came forward to try to negotiate peace.

The final outcome of the negotiations is unknown, but at least in the short term there will be no more major wars.

As the second-in-command of the Dajiang Gang, Gao Tingyuan was now free to care about his **** brother Gao Ting'e.

He has been missing for several days!

Everyone knows what it means for a monk in the middle stage of Qi Refining to disappear from the outer city of Dahefang for several days without saying hello.

Gao Tingyuan was anxious.

Then he found the master responsible for transportation on the river and began to trace the whereabouts of his younger brother.

Finally, we came here.

Gao Tingyuan looked at the charred ground, and then at the ruins next to it that were almost burned to ashes.

Obviously, a fierce battle took place here.

And the means that caused this tragic scene was, not surprisingly, the Fierce Sun Talisman that Gao Ting'e bought from the black market.

The strong aura of garrisoning soil should have also inspired the garrisoning earth cover spiritual talisman.

Gao Tingyuan's face became more and more gloomy, "The Burning Sun Talisman was used, and the garrison shield was also used. If it is just used to kill a Wednesday, it is absolutely impossible."

Looked at the ruins next to him.

“Who lives here?”

“A casual cultivator named Luo Chen used to run errands for others in the early days. Later, he tinkered with some Bigu Pills to sell.”

“What kind of cultivation?”

"Let's go to the third floor of Qi Refining. I'm a poor guy. I only get half a spirit stone for a month's cheap rent."

“What about others?”

“I haven’t found it yet. It is said that he is usually very lonely and does not interact with the neighbors here.”

The casual cultivators at the third level of Qi refining are unlikely to pose any threat to the monks at the fifth level of Qi refining.

Especially that person, Gao Ting'e, who has a treasure.

“Can you find out where my little brother’s last breath came from?”

The monk next to him increased the amount of spiritual energy injected into him, and the air-seeking disk in his hand trembled. Finally, the pointer stopped right in front of him.

“In the mountains!”

“Let’s go in with me and take a look.”

“But we are not familiar with the situation in the mountains at all!”

"Um?"

Under Gao Tingyuan's gaze, several monks reluctantly followed him in.

Crossing the overgrown wilderness, we gradually entered the dense forest.

In the dense forest, some evil spirit has faintly appeared, making a group of monks very uneasy.

Even Gao Tingyuan was hesitant.

Eastern Wasteland has millions of mountains and abundant resources.

However, after thousands of years, human monks have only opened up less than 1%.

It is rumored that there are countless third-order demon kings and fourth-order demon kings in the mountains, and there are even ancient demons hiding among them.

The so-called hunting in the mountains by casual cultivators is actually just a small hunt in the outermost areas.

Once you encounter a second-level monster, you will have no choice but to run away, and most of them will not be able to escape.

The reason why the Broken Mountain Gang can firmly control the business in the mountains is that they used their lives one by one to explore the territories of many second-level monsters in the early days.

But even so, you must be careful every time you enter the mountains.

“That’s not right, brother Gao Er.”

"What's wrong?"

“The seeker disk is starting to get confused.”

"What's the meaning?"

Gao Tingyuan looked at the gas-finding disk. The pointer on it was moving wildly, sometimes heading east, sometimes heading west.

In just a few moments, it pointed in four or five different directions.

"This situation has happened before. A brother in the gang was killed, the body was divided into several pieces and fed to several big fish."

The monk holding the Qi seeking plate spoke in an increasingly quiet voice.

Because the face of Gao Tingyuan next to him had become extremely gloomy.

The depressing atmosphere is perfectly integrated into this forest.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Not only will you kill my little brother, but you will also humiliate his body. Don't let me find you!"

“Then second brother, where are we now?”

"go back!"

The group was relieved, and their steps back became much more brisk.

When passing by the ruins, Gao Tingyuan paused his short body. "Inform Lao Wu and ask him to check whether any monks from the Poshan Gang who are in the late stage of Qi Refining came here that night, and also check if there are any monks at the fifth level of Qi Refining."

“In addition, the casual cultivator who lives here should also check the situation. If he is still alive, bring him to me.”

“Don’t let me find you, bastard, I’ll make your life worse than death!”

After saying that, he turned his hand and shot out a spiritual light.

The magical weapon in the spiritual light loomed, turned into a blue water dragon, and suddenly hit the ruins.

The only half of the wall that has not collapsed has sunk three feet into the ground, with only a sharp corner exposed.

Luo Chen didn’t know anything about the fact that his old house had been flooded with water dragons.

Actually, even if he knew, he could only give a thumbs up.

After he rescued some things from the house, he also added a few fireballs to burn the house more thoroughly to ensure that not many traces were left.

As for Wednesday and Gao Ting'e, the two poor guys whose names he didn't know, his method of dealing with them was also very simple.

Divide it into several pieces, add some special Chinese medicinal materials, roast it slightly on a house fire, and then throw it into the forest.

That kind of "roasted meat" is very attractive to monsters such as wolves and dogs.

This recipe was discovered when Luo Chen roasted beef by himself, added herbal powder that was very good at replenishing qi and blood, and then attracted a little wolf.

Since then, he has never used that formula again, for fear of provoking a more powerful monster.

After disposing of the body, he found a place to hide and went straight to the inner city the next day.

As for whether he will be found out in the future, let’s wait and see!

Luo Chen has no time to think about this now, he just wants to make elixirs.

Materials costing up to two hundred spirit stones have already been processed.

The refining of Zhongmiaowan is on the right track again.

According to past experience, his success rate is about 10%.

But this time, he succeeded twice in a row in the first five days of refining.

The success rate is as high as 40%!

How could this not make him ecstatic?

However, as the subsequent refining progressed, this ecstasy gradually stopped.

After five consecutive failures, he realized that he had just eaten dumplings during the New Year.

If you want to increase the success rate and control the cost to a lower level, you still have to wait for the proficiency of Zhongmiaowan to increase.

“Hurry, hurry!”

Luo Chen glanced at the attribute panel, [Introduction to Zhongmiaowan 91/100].

As long as you succeed one more time, you can level up.

This feeling that as long as you work hard, you will be rewarded, it is so satisfying.

Even the work of throwing fireballs into the corner every day and then filling in new soil has become more exciting.

Failed for a few more days.

“This time, we will definitely succeed.”

Luo Chen wore a brand-new apron and burned a stick of incense in front of the newly created Guan Erye. There were even two Pinpo fruits next to him.

He felt that the failure in the past few days was because he forgot to offer incense to Mr. Guan.

The Danyan Shuyu Tower is still under work, and I have to say that this magic weapon invented by Tianfan City is indeed unique.

Even though Luo Chen was used to the various smells when making alchemy, he was still very uncomfortable with the smell before Zhongmiao Pill was formed.

But with this magic weapon, he no longer has to bear the devastation of that kind of biochemical poisonous gas.

In the afternoon, Luo Chen carefully opened the lid of the pot.

The red, jelly-like substance came into view, and Luo Chen's eyebrows softened.

“It’s done, Second Master!”

"we are the champion!"

The first time, he checked the properties panel.

【Introduction to Zhongmiaowan 91/100】—【Proficiency in Zhongmiaowan 101/200】

At the moment when his proficiency was upgraded, Luo Chen had a vague feeling that the window paper was broken.

Some insights that he had never had before, with the blessing of the system, merged into a trickle, and were accepted and digested by him.

Some places that he had not paid attention to in the past were also highlighted one by one.

Luo Chen has a feeling that if he prescribes another pot of Zhongmiaowan, he will definitely be able to do better in details, and his success rate should also be improved a lot.

Crunch!

The wooden door was suddenly pushed open.

A bright and majestic cheek stretched out.

Gu Caiyi's eyes lit up, "You are indeed at home. I bought some spiritual fruits at Lingyuanzhai, want to try them?"

The spiritual fruit of Lingyuanzhai!

Then I must give it a try, Luo Chen doesn’t understand what it means to be thin-skinned.

Gu Caiyi opened the door and found Luo Chen standing in front of the stove wearing an apron.

While handing a large emerald green fruit to Luo Chen, he peeked into the pot.

“What are you making delicious again?”

“Aspic?”

“Why does it smell so medicinal?”

Luo Chen took the fruit and took a bite.