Holding the fairy grass from the warehouse, Glutinous Rice slowly closed the door of the room.

At the last moment when the door closed, she couldn't help but smile again when she saw the pillar standing straight in front of the door, leaving only a thick background for her. This smile came so suddenly, even she couldn't control herself, so she could only quickly reach out and cover her face.

She locked the front door and the windows in the room, leaving only a skylight so that the moonlight could shine into the room.

After completely isolating herself from the outside world, she finally put down the handful of fairy grass she was holding in her hand, and lined up all the fairy grass that she had treasured in her storage bag for a long time, and put it on her bed. It's really that the table in that room is too small, not enough for her to stack the fairy grass.

These things she had prepared a long time ago were all immortal grasses that only alchemists could handle. As long as she can refine the elixir of this formula, she will be able to truly step into the realm of an alchemist.

She even had a strange feeling that as long as she could become an alchemist, even the cultivation level that had been blocked would be broken through because of this. She had never heard of such a precedent, because although she was not the only alchemy apprentice in the Enlightenment Period, the alchemist in the Distraction Period had never appeared, let alone that she had not really entered the Distraction Period.

Even when she told the monks outside that she wanted to attack the realm of the first level of alchemy with the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Enlightenment Period, those monks would think she was a madman.

Only people like Qin Guanglan and Xiao Jingyan who are familiar with her will know that she is not joking.

"Even if there was no precedent for this, so what? Isn't there a me now? ”

Glutinous rice muttered quietly, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the earrings that contained her mother's breath, as if she could get infinite courage from it.

Her father is a mortal, but he can still open the furnace for alchemy, how can she not even be as good as her father.

Think of it this way. Nuomi's heart calmed down suddenly, and when she looked at those fairy grasses, there was a smile in her eyebrows.

She used to be before the furnace was alchemy. I always have to study these fairy grasses carefully, and treat them as if they were my own magic tricks. I always think about how to control them and how to control the fire, so that they can be perfectly refined into liquid medicine, and then fused into pills.

But after being the deputy head of this sect for a while, somehow, her mind changed a little, and she thought about trying to retreat.

She no longer regarded these fairy grasses as objects suppressed and manipulated by her, but thought about the fairy grasses she had seen outside the fairy forest at the beginning. Thinking of their colorful and lively aura, she slowly integrated her divine consciousness into their bodies, as if she herself should have become one with these fairy grasses.

At first, her consciousness was very vivid. And those fairy grasses were also a little hesitant, and they were very wary of her. She could feel that the fairy grasses that she thought of as simple plants were radiating a hint of hostility towards her.

This kind of emotion is too fragile, not even as good as when the pillar had regained a little bit of humanity at the beginning, and even less than the spirit lotuses in her ethereal illusion. If she was in a hurry to put all these fairy grasses into the Dan furnace. Instead of quietly using his divine sense to communicate with the fairy grass like this, he would definitely not find the slightest hint of hostility on them.

However, just as he was stretching his divine consciousness towards the fairy grass, Nuomi suddenly understood, and he only felt that his eyes were wide and cheerful. The door, which had been closed to her, was opening at a very slow pace, little by little.

She had never known that these fairy grasses still had their own emotions and needed her to adjust and cooperate.

When her level is much higher and deeper than these fairy grasses, the hazy wisdom of the fairy grass is naturally nothing. She could use her powerful spiritual pressure to suppress all the emotions and all feelings of the fairy grass, and forcibly control the spiritual fire to roast and refine, without paying attention to the reaction of the fairy grass at all. That little reaction, before it could be revealed, had already been incinerated by the spiritual fire.

However, when the level of these fairy grasses was the same as hers, or even higher than her, she could no longer suppress these fairy grasses. These immortal grasses were unwilling to be refined into pills by her, and no matter how much time she spent, she would not be able to succeed.

When she was in Xianyi City, she could actually refine such a level of immortal grass into a medicinal liquid a long time ago, but she always couldn't successfully condense the medicinal liquid into a medicinal liquid. She had always thought that the problem was with herself, so she felt that she had to work hard to improve her cultivation in order to refine the elixir and become a true alchemist.

It wasn't until after a period of time in this sect that she suddenly realized that she didn't just need strength to become an alchemist.

It was true that if she was able to break through the distraction period and enter a higher level, she would naturally be able to turn around and suppress these immortal grasses in front of her, just like she had suppressed those immortal grasses that did not enter the stream before, and refine them into pills smoothly.

However, through such a method of opening a furnace for alchemy, there will always be times when it cannot be suppressed.

Alchemists, in fact, are not just cultivating alone, but should be cultivating together with the immortal grass. The fairy grass itself is not a tool of the alchemist, but should be the closest friend of the alchemist.

After Nuomi figured this out, her mood also eased.

She tried to use a very slow speed to extend her divine sense towards the fairy grass.

At the beginning, those fairy grasses still emitted a wave of resistance and fear. But Nuo Mi didn't change the speed of her divine sense's stretching, and she slowly but steadily approached those fairy grasses in the same way she had communicated with those spiritual lotuses in the Ethereal Illusion Realm.

It was probably the steady speed of her divine consciousness that made the fairy grass slowly settle down, and when her divine sense stretched out in front of the fairy grass, the feeling of resistance on the fairy grass was really slowly weakened, and it could even be said to have calmed down.

She waited a little longer, and then she began to gradually come into contact with those fairy grasses.

When her divine consciousness was truly integrated into those fairy grasses, she suddenly discovered that these fairy grasses also had a variety of temperaments and preferences. It doesn't mean that as long as you match it according to the description above the recipe, you will definitely be able to open the furnace successfully. Although it is also chicken grass, it is also older and difficult to refine; Or they are younger and like to stay with the fierce fairy grass.

If it weren't for the integration of the divine consciousness into the fairy grass, it would be really impossible to know these small things.

She slowly integrated her divine consciousness into those fairy grasses, as if she had entered a small world, and her ears were full of whispered complaints.

The Lingding grass on the edge of the table complained that he had actually been tied a dead knot on his body, and the bitter phoenix wood on the side of the wooden pillow said that he had actually been put on the edge of the stinky thorn claw vine.

Such a small world, although subtle, is almost indulged in glutinous rice.

She didn't have the cultivation to suppress the fairy grass, nor did she have the meticulousness to listen to the voice of the fairy grass, and she never considered it from the perspective of the fairy grass itself, she just felt that these fairy grasses were just props, just like the Dan furnace, for her to call, no wonder when the furnace was opened for alchemy, it was never successful.

It's just that she forgot that even if it is a Dan furnace, she needs to integrate her divine consciousness into it before she can use it properly.

Presumably, this is also the case with cultivation.

At the beginning, she only felt that cultivation could make her healthy and strong, not easy to starve, and that she could live, and this was what it was to practice hard, and she treated these exercises as if they were gifts, and treated them with great reverence.

But gradually, perhaps because I repeated the exercises every day, I gradually lost my reverence for the exercises, and felt that these were just the most ordinary things.

It's just that, looking at the miscellaneous servants outside who are scattered and have to be carefully pondered even with the Yunlu Technique, should the exercises she is practicing now really only be treated by her numbly, obviously it shouldn't be like this.

She has stepped into a misunderstanding, using these things closest to her as her own tools. If she hadn't gotten a hint from these fairy grasses today, she would probably have to linger in this place for a long time before she could break through.

And after the breakthrough, she will probably gradually get used to this feeling of using her divine sense to manipulate a qiē, and gradually, she will completely lose this ability to communicate with the exercises and the fairy grass.

She is really a highly gifted person, as long as she is willing to spend time, she can always improve her cultivation, even faster than the monks next to her, and it is easier than her to communicate with the things around her slowly.

But if she goes on the road of cultivating immortals in such a lonely way, she has stripped off the communication between the same exercises, and one day, she and the exercises will part ways without knowing it. When the time comes, how far will she be able to go on this path? I am afraid that I want to go forward step by step, like these monks today, without knowing that I am just following a path that is diametrically opposed to the path of ascension.

Glutinous rice listened attentively to the words between those fairy grasses, and wrote down their thoughts, and then slowly opened her eyes.

She didn't even need to look down at those immortal herbs anymore, she just casually stretched out her hand and disrupted the immortal grasses that were neatly arranged according to the elixir prescription, and picked out another elixir from them.

This time, she felt that she would definitely succeed.

Absolutely. RP