Qiankun Gourd

In this way, Ye Feng refined pills and practiced, and two years passed in the blink of an eye. With the help of pills and the small gourd, his cultivation level unexpectedly improved to the tenth level of Qi Refining.

The strength of his magical power is comparable to that of the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

"Oh my god, I accidentally cultivated to the tenth level of Qi Refining. Am I cultivating too fast?"

After Ye Feng checked his own cultivation, he muttered to himself,

"It's okay. I defeated Tan Dong, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, before. Now, more than two years have passed and my cultivation has been raised to the tenth level of Qi Refining. Others probably won't say anything."

"By the way, I wonder how Wangcai's cultivation is going!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and Wangcai flew out and landed on the table in the thatched hut. He yawned, and red light emanated from his body.

"Hey, little guy, you sleep every day, but your cultivation level has increased directly from the first level of Qi Refining to the fifth level of Qi Refining. It's really unfair."

When Ye Feng saw the aura emanating from Wangcai, he was a little surprised, and also a little envious and jealous. Why can you improve your cultivation just by sleeping, while I still have to practice hard?

"Wang Wang!"

"Okay, you are a divine beast, I believe you."

"I am now at the tenth level of Qi Refining. Can I become an inner sect disciple? As an inner sect disciple, I can receive twenty spirit stones every month!"

"I still have a lot of Qi Condensation Pills on hand, why not take them to the Contribution Pavilion and sell them to Uncle Meng? By the way, I can also ask him about the promotion to become an inner sect disciple."

Thinking of this, Ye Feng stood up and put Wangcai into the spirit beast bag.

Then he walked out of the house. He slapped the storage bag on his waist, and the small boat suddenly flew out. Ye Feng jumped on it in a flash.

His mind moved slightly, and the boat flew towards the Contribution Pavilion on Yunwu Peak.

Yunwu Peak Contribution Pavilion.

"Disciple, Ye Feng! Meet Uncle Master!"

Ye Feng respectfully bowed to Old Man Meng who was reading a book.

"Oh, it's Brother Ye. I haven't seen you for more than two years. How is your alchemy skill going?"

Uncle Meng heard the voice, looked up at Ye Feng and said.

"Uncle Master, what do you think this is?"

Ye Feng walked to the counter and waved his hand, and a white jade bottle flew out.

"This is?"

Uncle Meng smelled a strong medicinal fragrance before he even opened the bottle cap. It seemed that this smell was even stronger than the Qi Condensation Pills in his contribution pavilion.

So he quickly put down the book in his hand and looked at the bottle of unusual medicine.

"This smells like Qi Condensation Pill, but the quality seems to be better."

After saying that, Master Meng couldn't wait to open the bottle cap and put his nose to the bottle mouth to smell it.

“Hmm! Not bad, although this pill is a low-grade, lower-level Qi Condensation Pill, the spiritual energy contained in it is almost catching up with some mid-grade, lower-level pills.

"Okay, okay!"

"Boy, you made it!"

"I have been learning how to make pills over the years!"

Ye Feng said.

"Eh? Junior Brother Ye, your cultivation has actually reached the tenth level of Qi training. Could it be because of the pill you took?"

It was only then that Master Meng noticed the change in Ye Feng's cultivation, and he said in surprise.

"To be honest, I did take these pills to improve my cultivation. I still have five bottles left, and I am going to come to Uncle Master to exchange them for some spirit stones."

Ye Feng said this without hiding anything, then waved his hand and another four bottles of pills flew out.

"Good! It seems that Junior Brother Ye has indeed achieved great accomplishments in alchemy.

Oh, right! What is Master Ye's spiritual root?"

"Water, wood, and earth three-attribute spiritual roots!"

Ye Feng said half-truthfully.

"Oh, no wonder, no wonder! Spiritual roots of this nature are most suitable for alchemy!"

"How many spirit stones are you going to sell for five bottles of medicine?"

Uncle Meng spoke straight to the point.

"Uncle Master, please name a price! Junior, I will listen to you!"

Ye Feng smiled.

"Haha! That's right. Normally, we sell the Qi Condensation Pills in our Contribution Pavilion for thirty spirit stones each, and if we recycle them, it's fifteen spirit stones.

Junior-junior brother Ye, the quality of the elixir you refined is very good. It can be compared with some ordinary mid-grade elixirs.

How about this, I will give you 20 spirit stones for each pill, what do you think? "

Uncle Meng smiled.

"Listen to Uncle Master!"

Ye Feng said.

"Great! There are three pills in a jade bottle, and there are five bottles in total, which means fifteen pills. In this way, the total is three hundred low-grade spirit stones."

Uncle Meng waved his hand and a large bag of spirit stones flew out.

"Nephew, are you counting correctly?"

Ye Feng did not count them, but waved his hand to collect the spirit stones and said:

No need to count, I trust my uncle!

"

"Nephew, you'd better count them first, or you'll find one is missing when you get home and say I cheated you!"

Uncle Meng said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng had no choice but to count the spirit stones in the bag one by one.

"Uncle Master, three hundred spirit stones, not a single one is too little!"

"That's good!"

"Junior Brother Ye, if you have such elixirs in the future, you must send them to me. I will definitely give you a high price."

It is unknown how long Old Man Meng has been in charge of the Contribution Pavilion. How could he do a business that would lose money?

A mid-grade pill would cost at least ninety spirit stones. The Qi Condensation Pill refined by Ye Feng was a strong product, with some of the effects of mid-grade pills, but its price was three times that of an ordinary Qi Condensation Pill.

Although some poor cultivators cannot afford it, the children of big families will scramble to buy it in order to break through their cultivation.

He bought twenty spirit stones from Ye Feng and sold them for fifty, and there would be a lot of people coming to buy them.

Middle-grade elixirs are not suitable for cultivators below the tenth level of Qi Refining, but this Qi Condensation Pill is a low-grade, low-level elixir, but it has the effects of a middle-grade, low-level elixir. How can it not be powerful?

Old Man Meng was sure that he would make a fortune, so he was so excited to get close to Ye Feng.

"Uncle Meng, I'm going to refine the Peiyuan Pill next. When the finished product is ready, I'll definitely give it to you first!"

"Peeling Yuan Pill? Really? My nephew is not lying, right?"

"Uncle Master, I didn't lie!"

"That's great. To be honest, I have been stuck in the Qi Refining Stage for many years, and I don't think I will have much time left.

If you can refine a "Peking Yuan Pill" of the same quality as this Condensing Qi Pill, I will definitely give you the highest price."

"Uncle Master, don't worry! When I refine the Pei Yuan Pill, I will definitely send it to you!"

"well!"

"Oh, uncle, my nephew has now reached the tenth level of Qi Refining. I heard that after reaching the tenth level of Qi Refining, one can become an inner sect disciple. Is that true?

If it is true, how can one become an inner disciple?"

"This is easy. All I have to do is register with the Sect Master and then complete the trial to become an inner sect disciple, and that's it!"

"Promotion to inner disciple trials? Uncle Master, can you tell me about it?"

“The inner disciple trials are different from the trials you took when you first joined the sect. You need to go down the mountain to complete several tasks of varying difficulty.

Complete the mission and bring back the items the sect needs."

Uncle Meng thought for a moment, stroked his three-inch long beard and said.

"Oh, so that's how it is. Thank you, uncle!"

Ye Feng bowed to Old Man Meng and left the Contribution Pavilion. Before leaving, Old Man Meng once again reminded Ye Feng not to forget to refine the "Peiyuan Pill".

Ye Feng smiled slightly, agreed and left.

He stepped on the flying boat and headed towards Liangyi Peak.

When they arrived at the main hall of Liangyi Peak, two monks who had reached the twelfth level of Qi training were standing in front of the hall, holding magical instruments, looking very majestic.

"Stop, what are you doing?" A monk with a black mole on his forehead stopped Ye Feng and asked.

"Brother, please inform the headmaster and tell him that Ye Feng from the Purple Bamboo Forest Medicine Garden has come to register to participate in the inner disciple trial."

"Oh, it's Junior Brother Ye!" The monk with the black mole looked at Ye Feng. He heard that Ye Feng had defeated Tan Dong, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining. It was said that Ye Feng had hidden his cultivation level. When he saw him today, it turned out to be true. Judging from the aura emanating from Ye Feng, he was already at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

"It is said that Junior Brother Ye has hidden his cultivation. It is indeed true."

Monk Black Mole said this and walked into the hall.

Ye Feng just smiled and said nothing.