Time Traveling: The Ultimate Cultivation of Immortals

The boss's consciousness was swept away, and he was shocked immediately. This is a top-grade panacea. An alchemist who can refine a top-grade panacea can be called the pinnacle of alchemy. "Guest, you made this all?"

"Of course, boss, don't worry, I will never use other people's elixirs to pass off as my own, let alone which alchemist would send out so many top-grade elixirs with such a generous amount?!"

The boss lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "Guest, how about this, although your elixir is good, but I don't need it, I'm already in the middle stage of Jindan, please help me refine a furnace of Jinhuandan, I use it to wash the golden elixir. Impurities, help me improve my cultivation, is it feasible?"

Lan Chuya readily agreed, with the cornucopia in hand, no pills can be refined, "Yes, you can prepare a quiet room for me later, and I can refine it soon."

"Okay." Asked the boss to agree one by one, and then waved to the waiter, "Order and serve the guests." He was not afraid that Lan Chuya would deceive him, if he deceived him, he would never even think about leaving the city.

"Yes, boss." The man replied respectfully.

"Why bother, just serve these guests directly." A young monk dressed in fine clothes and cultivated as a Nascent Soul came up from the stairs. He walked elegantly with his hands behind his back. Followed by a young man with clear eyes without any trace of miscellaneous, and several followers, the group is very grand.

Everyone looked at them.

The boss immediately bowed to greet him politely, held his breath, and saluted respectfully, "Second Young Master, Third Young Master."

"Go and serve the food." The young monk ordered lightly, and then walked straight to the private room of Lan Chuya and the others, glanced past everyone one by one, and saluted, "Xia Yuan Shaochen, this is my third younger brother Yuan Shaotang It's a pleasure to meet you." Taking the initiative to report your name means making friends.

Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing looked at each other, the members of the Yuan family, the number one family in Lingqing City, no wonder there was such a battle going out.

Everyone returned the gift and reported their names.

"Brother Yuan came to us and we don't know what's the matter?" Lan Chuya asked everyone's doubts. It is impossible for such a person to come forward to make friends for no reason, there must be something wrong.

Yuan Shaochen pointed at the fire-maned horse standing in the corner with his slender fingers, "My third younger brother has taken a fancy to your pony, I wonder if you can part with it?"

Yuan Shaotang had already run to the corner to tease the pocket fire-maned horse, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said bluntly, "So cute, so cute..."

Lan Chuya hesitated to speak, "Brother Ling?"

Yuan Shaochen said frankly, "When my mother was pregnant with my younger brother, she was injured by a ghost cultivator, and she was born with a broken soul. Therefore, she is different from ordinary people. Don't laugh at me."

"Too serious." Lan Chuya apologized slightly, "If my younger brother likes fire-maned horses, we can give him as a gift, but the Yuan family should not be short of these gadgets, right?"

"Naturally, there is no shortage, but there is no such small one." Yuan Shaochen moved his arrogant eyes to Fenghuang, "Everyone does not have his good ability. He can make things bigger or smaller at will. It is strange to see it, so naturally I want it." .”

As soon as the fire-maned horse heard that it was going to be given away, it immediately ran over to rub Yun Ziqing's leg, as if only he could change his fate, but Lan Chuya had already spoken, so how could he try to save his face.

Yuan Shaotang chased after Yun Ziqing and stared at him blankly, "It likes you." He only had the intelligence of a child of three or four years old, but his appearance was rare and good-looking, about five points like Yuan Shaochen , like a piece of white paper, especially the eyes, as clean as the spring water of a mountain stream.

Yun Ziqing didn't expect Yuan Shaotang to talk to him, his eyes flashed with surprise, "I gave it to you."

Yuan Shaotang frowned, and reached out to touch the head of the fire-maned horse, "You are mine now, come with me, and I will give you something delicious."

The private room, which was a little awkward at first, suddenly became a lot easier because of these words.

The waiter brought up the meals and placed them on the table one by one, and the aroma of the exquisite dishes soon permeated the whole room.

Yuan Shaochen bid farewell tactfully, "Please take your time, I won't bother you."

Lan Chuya glanced at Yuan Shaotang who was having a great time playing with the fire-maned horse, "Brother Yuan, you don't need to treat us to dinner, but the fire-mane horse is still for brother Ling."

Yuan Shaochen raised his eyebrows puzzled, "Why?"

Lan Chuya said with a slight smile, "Even food can't be solved, what are you doing here in this city, besides, it's impossible for us to have someone help us solve every meal, we need to find a way by ourselves."

Yuan Shaochen nodded, understood what Lan Chuya meant, and clasped his fists together, "Okay, goodbye." After saying that, he led his younger brother and a group of entourage away.

After there were no outsiders in the private room, Yunzi said calmly, "Chuya, the recruiting relatives we heard in the teahouse should be for that Yuan Shaotang, right?"

Lan Chuya thought for a moment, "Yes, but I think there may be other secrets. There is nothing wrong with the Yuan family raising Yuan Shaotang, and his situation is not suitable for being a Taoist couple. It will not remind people of any other secrets."

An Huaizhi said carelessly, "What are you worrying about, this matter is far away from us, let's eat, it will be cold for a while, let us taste how delicious this almost unaffordable meal is." Picked up the chopsticks.

Looking at the exquisite dishes, Fenghuang salivated, "Everyone is hungry, let's eat."

Wuwei turned his gaze to him, "Are you hungry?"

"Create an atmosphere." Fenghuang smiled, and the smile was dotted on the enchanting appearance, which was more than three points of the beautiful scenery.

"You guys eat first, I'll call Rong Cheng." Hua Qingwen looked around, but still didn't wait for You Rongcheng to come back, a little worried.

"Go." Lan Chuya planned to save some for You Rongcheng, but it would be best if he could call people back to eat together.

After You Rongcheng learned that everyone was waiting for him to eat together, he immediately followed Hua Qingwen back, sat at the table, and ate silently.

After the meal passed in a slightly silent atmosphere, Lan Chuya approached the boss and went to the room specially arranged by the other party.

There is an unwritten rule in the world of comprehension, if you ask an alchemist to make alchemy, you need to prepare spiritual grass and wood, otherwise no one else will make it for you.

The boss should also be a person who is not short of money. The room is filled with spiritual grasses and spiritual trees. As soon as you step in, you can smell a strong medicinal fragrance, which makes you feel refreshed.

Lan Chuya sat on the futon and took out Jin Huandan's pill formula to study. This was his first time making this kind of pill, so he needed to prepare it carefully.

As a support, the cornucopia should not be relied on too much. After all, it is a foreign object. What should I do if it is lost one day?

It was getting dark now, Yun Ziqing was guarding Lan Chuya outside the room, and the others went out to find the inn, or tried to find someone to exchange some mustard seeds. Originally, after eating, Lan Chuya planned to practice Spatial, but the situation has changed, so we can only change the order.

Leng Min once again considered whether to take out mustard yuanzi, and finally gave up. If he took out, wouldn't it explain a lot of problems. He didn't plan to leave for the time being, but in the end he came up with a way to let his subordinates go to book an inn in advance If Lan Chuya doesn't have time to refine the space, then he will lead them to stay in the inn temporarily.

In the room, after careful deduction and research, Lan Chuya took out the medicinal cauldron, arranged the necessary spiritual grasses and spiritual trees, and then introduced the fire of the earth veins to refine the medicinal pills.

The beginning went smoothly, and there were not many medicinal materials. With the amount of medicinal materials added, more details needed to be grasped. Sweat began to ooze from Lan Chuya's forehead. , Refining is not easy.

For alchemists, experience is particularly important.

"Oops, there are signs of burning!" Lan Chuya hurriedly made a formula with both hands, and sent spiritual energy under the medicine furnace with his sword fingers, regulating the fire of the earth veins to become smaller.

After some rescue, the medicinal juice in the medicine stove finally stabilized.

Lan Chuya breathed a sigh of relief, before wiping the sweat off his face, he continued to crush a spiritual herb in his palm, turned it into a mist and sent it to the medicine stove. Not long after, a strange smell came from the medicine stove. It's beautiful, and a little weird.

Lan Chuya hastily allocated more spiritual senses to check, and found that a medicinal juice of a spirit herb showed signs of being rejected, "How could this be?" He was a little puzzled.

In addition, he used his spiritual consciousness to check the remaining spirit grass placed next to him, and immediately regretted not checking more carefully before, "This spirit grass is not the kind I want, it is not old enough, and the potency of the medicine is not strong enough, so it must be rejected. "

He immediately took out a spiritual herb from his Qiankun space for remedial action, and was rescued in the end.

At this time, the sweat on his face began to drip down, as if it had reached a critical period.

There are also the last three spirit herbs, which are also the most critical. As long as the medicine juice of these three spirit herbs is successfully blended into the medicine juice in the medicine furnace, this furnace of spirit medicine can be regarded as refined.

Yun Ziqing outside the room seemed to have sensed something, opened his eyes and looked in Lan Chuya's direction, his eyes showed worry, why was there so much sweat on his face?

Is it not going well?

At this time Leng Min walked in, very puzzling, he sat next to Yun Ziqing again, and said with concern, "Ziqing don't worry, Chuya is fine."

At this moment, Yun Ziqing's mind was completely focused on Lan Chuya, and he didn't have the energy to distract any outsiders, so he just responded lightly, "Yes."

Leng Min was not sensible this time, as if he didn't feel Yun Ziqing's cold treatment, he continued, "Ziqing, it is most taboo to interrupt when refining alchemy, why don't we go out?"

Yun Ziqing glanced back at him, coldness flashed in his eyes, "Go out." Since he has saved his life, if he has the opportunity, he will repay it without hesitation, but it doesn't mean that he will have any kindness in front of him. Presumptuous qualifications, not to mention knowing that Chuya can't be disturbed, and still talking there!

Leng Min was taken aback, he didn't expect that his life-saving grace in Yun Ziqing's heart was far inferior to that of Lan Chuya in his heart, he smiled, full of self-deprecation.

But he didn't leave.

Lan Chuya carefully added the concoction of the last spirit herb into the medicine furnace. It would take some time for the concoction to blend in, and success or failure depended on this step.

After about half a cup of tea, a fresh medicinal fragrance emanated from the medicine stove, which smelled very good.

Lan Chuya immediately put down his high-pitched heart, fainted with a faint smile on his face, made a formula with both hands, removed the fire of the earth veins, controlled the spiritual power to roll up the formed pills and flew out of the medicine furnace, and filled them in a pill bottle, " It's done."