Spirit Planter

The yellow-level panacea he refined was a panacea for wounds, and it was very popular in the cultivation world.

Yan Ciying said to Gu Zhongcheng, "I don't know if the panacea made by the ancestor can be sold?"

Gu Zhongcheng turned his head to look at Yan Ciying and asked, "Do you want to buy a panacea?"

Yan Ciying said frankly, "Think about it, I can't refine the Huang-level panacea, but if the ancestor wants to sell the panacea, it probably won't be my turn."

Gu Zhongcheng patted Yan Ciying's shoulder, and said, "What's wrong with you, as long as you have a spirit stone."

Yan Ciying said helplessly, "The problem is that I can't refine the panacea, and I don't have any spirit stones, so why don't you lend me your little treasury?"

Gu Zhongcheng pushed Yan Ciying, "It's a good idea, let's go."

Yan Ciying grabbed Gu Zhongcheng's shoulder, "Anyway, we are also people who are waiting for the ancestor's dispatch together, so you can lend it to me?"

Gu Zhongcheng said firmly, "If you want to die, if there is no spirit stone."

Yan Ciying glared at Gu Zhongcheng, and cursed speechlessly, "Evil miser."

It takes three days to refine the yellow-level elixir. In these three days, Daoist Daming finished refining the sixth-level elixir, reducing the number of pill furnaces to seven.

The fiery red alchemy stoves were lined up in front of Daoist Daming, like seven iron dolls waiting to be fed, watching closely, never letting go.

Those who went to experience the mysteries of Daoist Daoist's alchemy were all covered with a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads, their brows were slightly furrowed, and they looked tense and painful.

On the other hand, those who felt the mystery of Yan Jinzhou's alchemy were all relaxed, and some even had a smile on their faces, as if they were dreaming.

The same kind of mystery, different people feel it, will have different perceptions, but the general direction will not be too different.

For example, everyone is happy when they feel happy, but there are different types of happiness for everyone, such as the happiness of picking up money, the happiness of eating delicious food, and the happiness of recovering health, they are all different...

Ming Xiaoxuan couldn't help but said, "When I watch Yan Jinzhou concocting alchemy, my body will relax for no reason. When I watch Daoist Daming concocting alchemy, my body will feel tense for no reason. This is also alchemy. Why do I feel so different?"

Gui Duhua echoed, "Coincidentally, I am too, but I don't know the reason."

The dialogue between the two of them resonated a lot, so now everyone only occasionally watched Daoist Da Ming's alchemy, and almost all of them watched Yan Jinzhou.

At this time, a domineering old man in fine clothes flew over from a distance without a sound. He restrained his breath so that no one would notice.

After standing still, he turned to Yan Jinzhou with gloomy eyes.

The most holy body of the five spiritual roots can be regarded as seeing it today!

It didn't disappoint, it took less than a hundred years to cultivate to the semi-divine state, and those who possessed the most holy body were indeed peerless geniuses!

Qi Tingyu accidentally saw the old man, and his heart jumped a beat, why did the holy ancestor come?

The holy ancestor is the ancestor with the highest qualifications and cultivation base in the sect.

On the second day, You Yaoxiu started to set up an alchemy furnace to make alchemy, and it seemed that he gained a lot of insight.

The other medicine cultivators looked enviously at those medicine cultivators who were preparing to refine medicine, but after a while of envy, they continued to comprehend the mysteries, striving for their own breakthroughs as soon as possible.

After the medicine cultivators started refining medicine, the surroundings became quieter.

Three days later, the Yanjinzhou alchemy furnace was turned on, and a circle of spirit pills flew out from it. They were also of the top grade. The fragrance of the mid-level panacea was several times stronger than that of the low-level panacea, and it landed on everyone's hearts with obvious power. , like a feeling of sudden birth of something extraordinary.

Daoist Daming is still refining the seventh-level elixir. He has been refining the seventh-level elixir longer than Yan Jinzhou has refined the yellow-level elixir, but it is relatively stable. With so many elixir furnaces, it has been very stable so far without any problems.

It's just that the spirit pills that the two of them have refined are all top-grade. Except that Yan Jinzhou has more, there is nothing to see for the time being.

The outcome is unknown, alchemy continues...

Yan Jinzhou took a Yishen Dan, and then started to refine the Xuan-level panacea. The time required for the Xuan-level panacea will be longer, and the energy and spiritual power required are also several times that of the Huang-level panacea. Next, The atmosphere will become more and more tense.

Daoist Daming quickly glanced at Yan Jinzhou with his spiritual sense, and snorted coldly in his heart. He took the Yishen Pill after refining the Huang-level panacea. How bad is his mental power?

But the more problems Yan Jinzhou had, the better for him.

Underneath, after comprehending the mysteries of alchemy, some people gradually opened up the alchemy medicine cultivator...

"Ahhhhhhhhh, middle-grade panacea!" A medicine cultivator shouted excitedly. It was the first time he had refined a middle-grade pill, and this time he gained a lot.

With gems like Yan Jinzhou and Daoist Da Ming in front of him, his performance is obviously not enough, but for him, it is a huge improvement, which is worthy of joy.

"Ah! I have refined two elixir at once. Before, I could only refine one." Another medicine cultivator was also very excited, having made great progress.

After a while, a medicine practitioner who opened two furnaces at the same time opened the furnace, "One furnace with two panacea, I succeeded, I succeeded..."

One after another, more people started the stove, all of whom had gained comprehension in this two-person alchemy fight. The excitement in the crowd spread, and the atmosphere warmed up a bit.

Zhuang Ziping suddenly opened his eyes, and the light flashed, and he knew that he had realized it at a glance. He set up a restraint, took out the alchemy furnace, and started alchemy.

Ban Shanqing also started alchemy.

Ming Xiaoxuan glanced at Ban Shanqing, feeling complicated. Ban Shanqing was a child he picked up from the city. When he was a child, he asked him what he was practicing, but he didn't want anything. He only wanted to practice medicine, so she became a talisman master. I taught a medicine repairer, but no one believed me when I told him.

Gui Duhua glanced at Ban Shanqing, "You are such a proud disciple, but you only worship Yan Jinzhou, but Yan Jinzhou doesn't accept disciples, it's a bad fate."

Ming Xiaoxuan sighed, feeling very helpless, "Learn as much as you can."

Sitting on the stage, Zhong Yanhao looked up at Yan Jinzhou, his eyes full of worry.

After a while, he shifted his gaze to Daoist Daming opposite him. Jinzhou was under a spell, but he wanted to challenge him desperately. If something happened to Jinzhou, he would definitely kill him!

Time passed quickly, and a few days later, Daoist Daming refined a seventh-level panacea, and another one was removed from the pill furnace, leaving only six.

With the withdrawal of his alchemy furnace, the atmosphere became more tense.

The holy patriarch of the first sect left quietly, but Qi Tingyu kept paying attention to him, and soon knew that he was gone.

Luo Zongcheng looked at Qi Tingyu's direction strangely, "Master, what are you looking at?"

Qi Tingyu thought to himself that the holy patriarch came quietly, and he definitely didn't want people to know. If he said it, wouldn't it ruin the business of the holy patriarch, so he said, "I just saw a person who looks familiar to me now. When I looked closely, I found that I was wrong.”

Luo Zongcheng nodded and stopped paying attention to this matter, "Master, who do you think will win?"

Qi Tingyu said without hesitation, "Of course it is Daoist Daoist Ming. Just wait and see. Although Yan Jinzhou is also a demigod, it is said that he has not yet refined a god-level panacea, so he can't win."

Luo Zongcheng also thinks so, and now meeting someone who thinks the same, he can't help showing a smile, "That makes sense."

Outside the crowd, there were two clouds floating. The people sitting on the two clouds were all demigods. They have been in seclusion for more than 100 years, and almost no one knows them now.

Cai Shaozong asked in a low voice, "Scholar, who do you think is better at alchemy?"

Qiu Xuegao hesitated for a moment, and said, "I can't hold it now, but I can see that both of them are good at alchemy."

Cai Shaozong glanced at the two people sitting on the stage, "No matter who wins, it will be beneficial to us."

Qiu Xuegao nodded, "Yes, we just want to find someone to help us refine the Shenyuan Pill, and we don't care who wins."

Cai Shaozong changed the subject, "But Yan Jinzhou seems to be easier to talk to. Daoist Daming has been invincible for hundreds of years, and now he is so proud that no one cares about him."

Qiu Xuegao agreed with this statement very much, "You are right, I hope Yan Jinzhou can win."

He actually went to Daoist Daming to make alchemy, but the materials were destroyed, and he didn't even give an explanation, which made him very angry.

Cai Shaozong suddenly smiled, "I hope so too."

In addition to them, there are also many demigods hiding in the crowd, discussing one after another...

Eight days later, Yan Jinzhou's Xuan-level elixir was released, and the fragrance of the elixir overflowed, and the power of the elixir was much heavier than that of the Huang-level elixir, like a child's fist hitting a person's heart. There was some pressure, but it was bearable.

Putting the elixir into the bottle, Yan Jinzhou paused temporarily. His mental strength was really affected too much, and he felt extremely tired.

Zhong Yanhao immediately brought over a cup of nourishing soup, "Jinzhou, drink the soup and adjust your breathing."

Yan Jinzhou nodded, took the soup and drank it.

Others thought that Yan Jinzhou was too pampered, and they still drank soup, but Cai Shaozong and Qiu Xuegao and other demigods immediately saw Yan Jinzhou's problem.

Cai Shaozong frowned and said, "Yan Jinzhou's mental strength is not enough?"

Qiu Xuegao nodded in agreement, "It's really not enough."

"He is a demigod cultivator. Even if he doesn't rest all the time, it is impossible for him to be mentally ill, but now he is obviously." Cai Shaozong felt very puzzled.

Qiu Xuegao observed Yan Jinzhou and concluded, "Yan Jinzhou has a problem."

Cai Shaozong pondered, "But who can hurt the demigod?"

Qiu Xuegao shook his head, "Let's have a look before we talk about it."

Yan Jinzhou drank the nourishing soup and immediately began to meditate to restore his spirit.

Daoist Daming on the opposite side saw this scene, vaguely sensed something, and secretly rejoiced in his heart. Yan Jinzhou didn't have enough mental strength to dare to take up the challenge, it was really audacious.

But this is a good thing for him, he likes stepping on others to get the upper hand.

Yan Zhao flew at him with a knife, gloating about his misfortune, even if Brother Zhou is mentally weak, he can still beat you.

Yan Jinzhou rested for an hour, and continued to refine alchemy. This time, it took longer to refine the earth-level panacea, so he took two Yishen pills at the beginning.

Zhong Yanhao's fists tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again, and his heart was tormented.

Yan Ningchen was also extremely worried. Dad's body was unable to make alchemy at all, and now his body was overstretched, and he didn't know what would happen next. That Daoist Daoist really wanted to kill him.

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