The rise of the sect: I am the most enduring child in the world of immortality

Three dark blue magic pills floated in front of him.

In this quiet alchemy room, wisps of dreamy light blue alchemy energy rise up and gently linger in every inch of space.

The entire alchemy room is illuminated as if it were a deep and quiet ocean, exuding a mysterious and charming atmosphere.

Ye Yang stood quietly in front of the alchemy furnace, his eyes fixed on the dark blue magic pill in the furnace that looked like a rare treasure.

This dark blue magic pill is crystal clear all over, just like the purest sapphire, emitting a dazzling and mysterious luster.

On the surface of the pill, runes appear and disappear, like lively elves dancing on it, and seem to contain the most profound truths between heaven and earth, making people feel awe at just one glance.

“It’s finally done.”

Ye Yang muttered to himself in a low voice, with a barely perceptible hint of fatigue in his voice.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement.

Ye Yang slowly sat down cross-legged, and skillfully formed complex seals with his hands.

The magic power around his body also began to flow slowly, like ripples on a calm lake, gradually adjusting his state to the best.

After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes revealing unwavering determination.

He just raised his hand and made a slight move. The dark blue magic pill seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force. It flew out lightly from the furnace and hovered steadily in front of him.

The subtle fragrance emitted by the elixir is like a stream of clear spring water, refreshing the heart.

Just by taking a sip, he immediately felt the magic power in his body begin to become restless as if a beast had been awakened.

"bring it on!"

Ye Yang let out a low shout. Although his voice was not loud, it seemed to carry an unquestionable majesty.

He suddenly opened his mouth and took a breath. The dark blue magic pill instantly turned into a dazzling stream of light and sank into his mouth like lightning.

The magic power that was originally like a gurgling stream, under the impetus of the medicine, gradually gathered into a rushing river, rushing mightily in the meridians, making a deafening roar.

Ye Yang could clearly sense that his realm was like a slowly climbing staircase, steadily advancing towards the middle stage of Yuanshen Dao Realm.

At this moment, Ye Yang quickly held his breath and concentrated all his energy and strength, practicing his skills with all his strength.

He tried to suppress the restless magic power in his body that was like a wild horse running out of control bit by bit, and condense it.

Time passed by minute by minute in the tense and silent atmosphere. Fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out of Ye Yang's forehead, and the bean-sized beads of sweat slowly slid down his cheeks.

But his expression became increasingly calm and steady, like an ancient statue, enduring all this unwaveringly.

Finally, at a certain moment, the mana in his body reached a critical point like a volcano that had accumulated to its limit. Then, there was a loud bang, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

"boom!"

An extremely powerful aura suddenly burst out from Ye Yang's body like a raging tsunami, and the entire alchemy room trembled violently under the impact of this powerful force.

His eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of light as solid as substance instantly shot out from his eyes, as if they could see through everything in the world.

The magic power around him was like a surging ocean, with turbulent waves. Its aura was many times stronger than before.

“Although I haven’t reached the middle stage of the Yuanshen Dao Realm yet, the medicinal power of this Xuanlan Magic Pill is indeed extraordinary!”

Ye Yang stood up slowly, feeling the overwhelming power in his body that was about to overflow, and a confident and satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

At dawn, a ray of golden sunlight shines into the alchemy room through the window lattice.

Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of brilliance, and his aura was as thick as the abyss.

After a night of breathing exercises, the magic power in his body surged like a river, and his every move was filled with a heart-pounding aura of pressure.

"This Xuanlan Magic Pill is indeed extraordinary."

Ye Yang felt the changes in his body and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

At this moment, he felt that his spiritual sense was several times stronger than before, and any movement within a hundred miles could not escape his perception.

At this moment, even his physical strength has been raised to a higher level, his meridians have become tougher, enough to withstand more powerful magical impacts.

However, Ye Yang did not indulge in the joy of breakthrough for too long.

He stood up and walked out of the alchemy room, giving instructions to the disciples guarding outside the door.

"Go to the storehouse and get the ingredients for refining the Three Treasures All-Purpose Ointment."

The disciple took the order and left, and soon returned holding a jade box.

Ye Yang took the jade box and opened it. Dozens of rare spiritual medicines were neatly arranged inside, each of which exuded a rich spiritual energy.

These are the materials needed to refine the Sanbao All-Purpose Ointment.

Returning to the alchemy room, Ye Yang took out a yellowed jade slip from the storage ring.

The above records the method of refining the Three Treasures All-Purifying Ointment.

This pill is a holy medicine for healing. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you take one pill, you will recover quickly.

Although, the recipe of this Sanbao Wanying Ointment is different from the original one.

But he was the originator of Sanbao Wanying Ointment, and his understanding of the original elixir formula was unmatched.

"The fire needs to be simmered slowly, and after the medicinal properties are integrated, it can be switched to high fire to quench..."

Ye Yang muttered to himself, his hands moving non-stop. He put the spiritual medicine into the furnace one by one, fully opening his spiritual sense, carefully sensing the changes in the medicinal liquid in the furnace.

As time passed, the temperature in the alchemy room gradually rose.

The medicinal liquid in the furnace keeps rolling under high temperature, emitting bursts of strange fragrance.

Suddenly, Ye Yang's eyes flashed, the magic formula in his hand changed, and the flame under the alchemy furnace suddenly surged.

The medicinal liquid in the furnace quickly condensed under the quenching of the strong fire, turning into crystal clear pills.

“It’s done!”

Ye Yang raised his hand and eight apricot yellow heart-protecting pills flew out of the alchemy furnace and fell into the jade bottle he had prepared long ago.

There are faint lines on the surface of the pill, emitting a soft glow, and you can tell at a glance that it is of excellent quality.

After a night, Ye Yang had finally completed the refining of the Sanbao All-Purpose Ointment.

He packed the pills into different categories and called someone over to give instructions.

"Send these pills down."

The man was surprised to see the Three Treasures All-Purifying Ointment in the room, but he still obeyed the order and left.

This day.

There was a bustling crowd outside the Yubao Tower. Although the gate had not yet been opened, many practitioners had already gathered outside.

They were either standing or sitting, glancing at the closed door from time to time, with anticipation and anxiety on their faces.

"I heard that Yubaolou is going to sell Sanbao Wanying Cream today?"

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A middle-aged monk in a green robe asked in a low voice.

“That’s right!”

A big bearded man next to him said excitedly.

"I have a friend who works at Yubaolou. Recently, an extremely powerful master seems to have come to Yubaolou and sent a few Sanbao Wanying ointments! It's the legendary healing medicine!"

After a while.

The door of Yubao Tower slowly opened.

Everyone rushed in and headed straight for the medicine area.

“There!”

Someone shouted, and everyone's eyes were focused on a jade box in the middle of the counter.

Three crystal clear pills lay quietly in the jade box, with faint lines on the surface and emitting a soft light.

“It’s really the Three Treasures Panacea Cream!”

The green-robed monk was so excited that his voice trembled a little, "This luster, this medicinal fragrance, is definitely top-grade!"

"I want one!" the bearded man shouted impatiently.

“I want one too!”

“Leave one for me!”

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and everyone rushed to the counter, fearing that they would not be able to buy this legendary holy medicine if they were a step late.

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

The shopkeeper of Yubaolou said loudly.

"Everyone knows how precious this Three Treasures All-Purifying Cream is. The quantity of this Three Treasures All-Purifying Cream is limited, and the highest bidder will win!"

At this moment, in this quiet Yubao Tower, the sound of bidding was like a boiling wave, one wave higher than the other, one after another, making the whole scene extraordinarily lively.

"Thirty thousand spiritual stones."

"Forty thousand spiritual stones."

"Fifty thousand dollars."

Soon, the price of the Sanbao All-Cure Ointment skyrocketed like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. In the blink of an eye, it had exceeded the astonishing price of 50,000 spirit stones.

The monk who was lucky enough to buy the elixir had an irrepressible joy on his face, as if he had instantly possessed the most precious treasure in the world;

As for those monks who failed to get the item, their faces were filled with regret and unwillingness. They gathered around the shopkeeper, eagerly asking when they could get the item again.

Deep inside the Yubao Tower, there is a quiet meditation room.

At this moment, Ye Yang and a white-haired old man were quietly watching everything happening outside through a water mirror that looked like clear lake water.

An old man stroked his beard gently, a gratified smile appeared on his face, and he exclaimed.

"Brother Bai is indeed extraordinary. He was able to refine this Three Treasures All-Purpose Ointment in just a few days. It is truly amazing."

Ye Yang smiled humbly and said respectfully.

"You are too kind, fellow Daoist. It is mainly because of the alchemy furnace and the recipe that are effective."

The old man waved his hand, with an undisguised look of admiration in his eyes. He could naturally see Ye Yang's modesty, and spoke.

"You are very modest, and you are not arrogant or impatient. This is really precious."

Hearing this, Ye Yang couldn't help but frowned slightly and said in a low voice.

"Look at these people arguing so fiercely. Could it be that they really can't tell that this Sanbao Wanhui Cream is a counterfeit?"

Upon hearing this, the old man couldn't help but laugh, a cunning light flashed in his eyes, and he said.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you really overestimated them. Most of those who came here this time are warriors or practitioners who have just entered the Purple Mansion realm. The Three Treasures All-Response Cream is extremely precious, and Feitianmen originally sold very few of them. There are very few people who are lucky enough to have seen it with their own eyes."

"What's more, the imitations you made are almost the same as the real ones in terms of quality and fragrance. How can they easily tell the difference?"

After hearing this, Ye Yang nodded thoughtfully. He had not expected that this Sanbao Panacic Ointment would cause such a sensation.

There was a deep light in the old man's eyes, and he seemed to be defending himself, and he spoke slowly.

"Fellow Daoist, the things in this world, true and false, are just like flowers in the fog, it is difficult to distinguish clearly."

"What's more, although the efficacy of your imitation Sanbao Wanying Ointment is not as good as the real thing, it is much better than ordinary healing pills. They benefited from it, so why would they bother to find out whether this pill is real or fake?"

Ye Yang was silent for a moment, smiled, and didn't want to argue again. He nodded slowly and said.

"You are absolutely right, Daoyou."

Outside the quiet room, the hustle and bustle in Yubao Tower was still as lively as ever, with people's laughter and bidding sounds intertwined.

Still fighting for the Sanbao Panacea Ointment.

In the quiet room, the conversation between Ye Yang and the old man gradually faded away, leaving only a quiet atmosphere slowly flowing in the air. (End of this chapter)