Chapter Seventy-Five: The Golden Pill

With a storage bag with a huge amount of money, Du Rong was walking on the mountain path of the Baiyang Sect at this moment, and he was still holding the bag of medicinal materials sent from Yuan Nu in his hand, because it was not counted in the head of the sect's procurement, so there was no outer door official responsible for bringing these medicines back.

He received a lot of goods on this trip, but this happy mood was quickly diluted by other upcoming things, first of all, there was still more than half of the withered grass on hand, and he needed to make the best use of the remaining medicinal materials for Xiang Danxuan in these days, and in these days, he needed to basically refine them into a blood pill and hand them over, so as to solve the problem of the supply of goods for their sales in the future.

And in the same amount of time, to make more pills than before, it is not feasible to use the method of opening the eight furnaces at the same time last time, first of all, the speed of making pills has reached the limit, and then the Dan furnace is melted even if the spiritual power and mana are used together, plus the speed of the withered grass to promote magic absorption is also unbearable.

The only way to do this is to finish the furnace of the characteristics he said is now, but fortunately, he has already completed most of the time before, and the rest will only be completed and put into operation in half a day.

Finally, there is another problem, that is, Du Rong has not had a talisman for self-defense or attack on his body until now, and at the moment when he is about to enter the Dry Grass Valley, even if he has a magic power that is six times that of a ninth-level Qi refining cultivator of the same level, it is very dangerous to have no talisman to protect himself.

He has always remembered the joke in his previous life, "No matter how high his martial arts are, he is afraid of kitchen knives", but this time he has to face this problem head-on, so the next time he goes down the mountain, he has to spend half a day to choose a talisman suitable for his use.

Considering all aspects of the problem, Du Rong only felt that time was too short, and he couldn't wait to break himself into several to use.

Thinking about things in his heart, he unconsciously walked to the door of the alchemy hall, pushed the door in, and saw that the huge alchemy hall was empty and there was no one, which made him feel surprised.

Since then, the Alchemy Hall has re-recruited new people, and it has become much more lively than before, and his juniors and disciples can often be seen busy here.

But at this moment, it seems that a person has gone to the empty building, as if he has returned to the appearance when he just came in, and Fengzi really left everything to him to take care of and then disappeared in his own Dan room all the year round.

At that time, he had also faced this great alchemy hall alone for a year, and the situation in front of him now, if it weren't for the various new objects placed in front of him now, seemed to give him the illusion of going back in time.

However, his spiritual power, which was much more sensitive than the spiritual sense of ordinary monks, quickly informed him where these juniors and disciples had gone, and at this moment they were all gathered outside the gate of Fengzi Zhendanfang.

So Du Rong put the medicinal herbs in his hand back into his room, walked to the depths of the mountain, and soon saw five figures in front of him, gathered at the door of Fengzi Zhendan's room, discussing something in a low voice, their expressions were mostly surprised and with a hint of excitement.

"Hello senior brother!" The five people in front heard the footsteps behind them and saw Du Rong walking towards them, except for Man Zhuo, who had always been dissatisfied with him, everyone else greeted him in unison.

Although Fengzi Zhenming did not recruit any of them as his disciples, these young people have lived together for a long time, and they all refer to each other as senior brothers, and the earliest beginners have naturally become their senior brothers.

Du Rong smiled and greeted all the junior brothers, and even Man Zhuo, who was not pretending to be a color to him, smiled and said hello, but the other party didn't seem to buy it, just turned his head coldly and said that he didn't exist, but Du Rong didn't take this to heart, he had long been accustomed to this junior brother's temperament.

He wanted to ask what happened here that caused everyone to gather here, but when he saw the faint glow of the Dao emanating from time to time at the door of Feng Zizhen's Dan room out of the corner of his eye, he knew what was going on: "This is the vision of the pill refined by Uncle Feng?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Du, we also saw the vision here, so we gathered here, watching the Dao Dao light erupt, it seems that Uncle Feng has refined some amazing pill this time. He Zhengyi on the side replied with a smile, and at the same time, his eyes were full of curiosity and expectation as he looked at the changes in the gap under his feet.

Others may not know what Feng Zizhen is messing up inside, but they are the earliest to get started, and they all know the closest relationship with Feng Zizhen.

He has been developing the elixir for more than two years, consuming countless resources and failing too many times, which is the most powerful elixir for the foundation building monks to break through the barrier - the golden pill.

"Look at it like this, it's finally going to be done. Du Rong thought silently in his heart, he had refined too many pills in the past two years, and he also knew that refining high-grade pills was somewhat unusual, and seeing this glow flickering steadily, he also knew that it was not far from success.

As soon as his thoughts were extinguished, the glow of the light in the crack in the door between them flickered for a last time, and he fell back into the room like a whale sucking water, and everything fell silent. It didn't take long for the heavy stone door to be slowly opened, and the face that had not been seen for a long time appeared in front of him again.

However, unlike the scolding and frustration in the past, Feng Zi at this time was really in good spirits, full of spring breeze, and the corners of his upturned mouth were not closed at all, not at all like the consumption after experiencing a high-grade elixir.

At the moment, he was holding a brown pill in his hand and playing with it, looking like he couldn't put it down, but on the surface of the seemingly ordinary pill, there were two more gold lines.

It was also the first time that Du Rong had seen the appearance of the Jindan, and he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Why are you all here?" Feng Zizhen came out and saw that all the disciples of this alchemy hall were gathered here, but then it became clear that he must have been attracted by the vision of refining the golden pill.

Then he looked at the freshly refined knot pill in his hand, and quickly put it away, this pill that took many years to finally refine had an extraordinary meaning to him, but don't be careless and miss.

"Congratulations to Uncle Feng for making Baodan, years of hard work have finally paid off. Du Rong was the first to speak and said with a smile. When the other disciples saw that they all melted their mouths, they all echoed the words.

"Hahaha, after burning such a spirit stone, it was not in vain. Today, the old man is happy, each of you will receive a Qi Enhancement Pill from my account and be happy!" Feng Zizhen smiled, and his words also caused all the disciples to cheer.

Although this Qi Enhancement Pill is not as domineering as the Condensing Spirit Pill for improving their skills, it is not the same as the Lunar Pill issued in the door, and it is of great help to low-level Qi refining cultivators to improve their realm, if they are used well, one is enough for them to improve their skills.

Feng Zizhen also saw Du Rong, who had not met for a long time, and patted him on the shoulder: "This time this pill can be made thanks to you, let's say, if you have any requirements, just put it forward, the old man will be satisfied with what he can do." ”

"Uncle Feng has said, this is what I should do, and I have gained enough benefits here in the past two years, and I dare not ask for any more luxury. If Uncle Shi wants to reward, I can't use my share anyway, so Du Rong will ask Uncle Shi to fold my share into spirit stones and distribute it to all the junior brothers to make the big guy happy. ”

Du Rong replied with a smile, it is true that if Feng Zi really took him to get started and come into contact with the refining of the Blood Pill, he would still be only a poor Qi Refining Cultivator.

Seeing this easy-going young man, Feng Zi really couldn't help but suddenly feel that he had been paid a lot of spirit stones by melting and grinding dead grass for the past two years, and he had also learned to refine the Blood Pill early, and he must have used his savings to purchase various medicinal materials and made a lot.

With his familiarity with the various pill shops that he has been walking at the foot of the mountain all year round, he must have made a lot of money by refining pills by himself.

And because the refining of the knot gold pill has been a completely unilateral investment in the past few years, and the spirit stone medicinal materials consumed are countless, maybe the kid in front of him is not worse than himself in terms of liquidity, Feng Zizhen thought so.

However, he still underestimated Du Rong, if he was told that the other party had all the wealth now, it was estimated that he would want to ask for the reward he had given before with interest, and in order to refine the knot gold pill, he himself was already poor.

"Okay, as you said, you haven't thanked your senior brother yet!" Feng Zizhen said to the group of disciples in front of him.

All the disciples were almost dizzy with happiness at this, so they came to see the alchemy of their own masters, not only did they have an understanding of their own Dan Dao, but they could also have more great benefits for no reason.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" everyone said in unison, bending down to bow to Du Rong, they also admired this senior brother's generosity and generosity for the sake of his fellow disciples.

It's just that no one saw the face under Man Zhuo, his mouth was closed and silent, and a fierce look flashed......

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