Since the return of the Dry Grass Valley, the lives of the people who have been integrated into the White Yang Sect have rarely undergone some changes, originally they were completely immersed in the refining of the elixir, but now they have changed a little.

During the day, he spent most of his time in the Tibetan Scripture Building, eagerly reading through different Taoist techniques, because he had all the spiritual roots, so no matter what attribute of the spell skills were taken care of, the rich move precipitation had been silently laid at this time.

It was also at this time that I learned that in addition to attribute spells, there were also many skills that could be used among monks regardless of the spiritual root subordination. Such as the stimulation of sword energy, the manipulation of magic weapons, and so on.

In the evening, he returned to his room, took out the "Outline of the Hundred Arrays" brought out from the secret room in the valley and read it carefully, and used the formation attainments of the master of the cave mansion that Yang Lanxi greatly admired, and the complex principles implied in it were enough for him to digest and ponder.

All kinds of pills are still made as usual, but after having the 'Immortal Yongyan', he saved a lot of effort, and he still opened the three furnaces of Dan every day, only to go back to the alchemy hall at noon and evening, open the furnace to prepare new raw materials, and leave after stabilization.

In addition to the ordinary Blood Pill, he also refined a lot of pills for himself to enhance his cultivation in the Qi Refining Period, and even prepared a lot of Condensing Spirit Pills needed in the later stage of Qi Refining.

This pill that sells for more than 2,000 spirit stones on the market is almost only 10% of the original cost under his perverted Cheng Dan rate.

Thinking about the difference between the cost and the selling price, I can't help but sigh that the speed at which this alchemist makes money is as simple as opening a spirit stone mine, but I don't know how Sima Jing, who led him into the sect back then, would feel if he could know about this matter.

If you don't have anything to do, just throw a pill into your mouth like a jelly bean, and wait for the medicine to melt and absorb it completely, and then have another one. These days, all the melts are full of Dan, and there is no need for any food and Bigu Dan and the like.

With the supply of all kinds of the best elixirs during the Qi refining period, Durong's cultivation has also risen all the way, and it has already gained a firm foothold in the realm of the seventh layer of Qi refining, and is still in the stage of steady ascent.

And Long Mingyu, who had a conflict with him before, also "kept his word", and sent several waves of dogs to secretly block the hidden place outside the door of the alchemy hall, ready to give Du Rong guidance and guide his life.

It's just that the strength of these fellow sects, who are generally not at the fifth level of Qi refining cultivation, is not enough for him to see, just a little trick can be used to shuttle between the Hidden Scripture Building and the Medicine Refining Hall from under their noses, without causing the slightest notice, and he doesn't know where the people they are waiting for are at all.

These fellow monks who came to block the door were afraid of them and hid in the alchemy hall to be turtles with shrunken heads, and after several interceptions to no avail, they showed their figures, and left a few words angrily, and then secretly found another place to hide and continue to squat......

There is nothing to hide from these tricks under the scope of spiritual power, so these people are allowed to hide in the grass to feed the mosquitoes, and they are also comfortable absorbing knowledge in the scripture building.

More than ten days passed like this, and it was another day of dusk, and after leaving the scripture building, Du Rong looked up at the sky dome of the White Yang Sect.

The Great Array of Protectors, which once seemed flawless, also saw some flaws after observing and studying the "Outline of the Hundred Arrays" for a period of time, combined with the various changes in the earth's vein aura, and even observed a few places where the formation base was.

And when he seemed to be wandering around unintentionally, he saw that these places were patrolled by the foundation monks inside the gate from time to time, which confirmed the idea in his heart.

Looking at the afterglow of the sunset on the horizon, the remnant sun smeared layers of red glow on the clouds in the sky, and said to himself with a little doubt: "It's strange, it's been a long time since the various factions arrived at the main room of the Cave Mansion in the Dry Grass Valley, plus Yang Lanxi took away the 'Chaos Boundary Crystal' as a forbidden support, the power of these various obstruction barriers has been greatly weakened, but it's been almost a month, why haven't there been any signs of coming back?"

At this moment, alarm bells rang everywhere in the sect without warning, especially with the two peaks of black iron and white jade, the impact of the two huge main bells resounded in the sky.

The Great Array of Protectors was fully opened, and the rolling white mist surged from all around the mountain, covering the mountains where the White Yang Sect was located, except for the light that was still transparent, there was no trace of the sun visible above the head.

Du Rong stood on a high place and saw it clearly, only to see the crowds of people in the buildings of the various branches of the mountain, withdrawing from their respective retreats, and most of them had blank looks on their faces.

Several rays of different colors rose from all over the sect, pausing in the sky and turning into two directions. Most of them rushed towards the foot of the mountain, while the other two were turning around, coming straight in the direction of the Medicine Hall.

This alarm bell was beating so wantonly that even the Great Array of the Protector Sect was fully deployed, and it was obvious that the White Yang Sect had encountered an extremely urgent situation. Du Rong's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the two rays of light that flew straight away, and took his own steps and ran towards the medicine training hall.

As for the dogs who were squatting on him in the middle of the road, Long Mingyu appeared from his hidden place at the same time as the alarm bell rang, and returned to his place in a panic.

When Du Rong pushed open the door of the medicine hall, he found that several juniors and disciples had gathered in the courtyard, and their faces showed uneasy expressions.

Seeing him enter the door, they also asked anxiously: "Senior Brother Du, there is such a big battle in the sect, what is going on?"

"Don't panic, I don't know what the situation is. But I saw that some of the sect's seniors were coming to us outside, and I believe that explanations and arrangements will be issued soon. All of them pressed their hands and comforted this group of young men who were not very old.

As soon as the words fell, everyone present heard a scream from overhead. When I looked up, I saw two rays of light, one green and one white, already appearing overhead. The fierce momentum came to an abrupt end here, hovering in mid-air, and each of them scattered and fell down.

Seeing this, everyone in the Medicine Lian Hall retreated a little distance, the area of this patio was so small, and it was necessary to vacate some places for people to stay.

When the two of them fell from mid-air and stood still, everyone also saw the appearance of the comer. Led by Du Rong, all the junior disciples stood behind him, bowed down and said, "Welcome to Grandmaster Uncle, Senior Uncle Yang." ”

Since these two are in charge of the annual distribution of disciples, everyone present knows each other. In the White Yang Sect, it can be regarded as the backbone of the foundation building monks, and they did not go to the Dry Grass Valley with the large army, but stayed in the sect as a reserve force.

Zong Cao still put on his rigid face, and Yang Tongying rarely put away her frivolous and casual nature at this time, and her expression was unsightly dignified. "Now that this is a special period for the sect, there is no need for red tape. Come here, I have something to ask you. Zong Cao waved his hand and went straight to the point.

"Yes!" Du Rong Gongjin replied and walked towards him, probably knowing what he wanted to ask.

In the process of Du Rong walking towards the two of them, Yang Tongying couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, and after perceiving it, Shen Nian told her that the disciple in front of her was still only a second-level Qi refining cultivator.

She was also present when she first started, but she didn't expect that this disciple with extremely poor qualifications was quite talented in alchemy, and he also had a lot of fame among their elite elders.

Standing beside Zong Cao, Du Rong was already a head taller than him at this time, and after seeing his fingers hooked, he comprehended, lowered his head and put his ear to his mouth.

There was a rare trace of expectation and uneasiness on the old man's face. "Senior nephew, I have a secret letter to inform you before, the stock of the Blood Pill needs to be maintained at two hundred, I wonder how much surplus can be left at the moment?"