This elixir now has an extraordinary significance for the White Yang Sect, and it must be prepared to use these elixirs to forcibly promote the cultivators in the late stage of the Qi refining period in the sect, and create a group of foundation building monks in a short period of time as much as possible, so as to enhance the level of high-level combat power within the sect to prepare for conflicts that may break out at any time.

It's just that the number of medicinal materials prepared is really small, even if all of them are successful, they are only about a hundred, not counting the number that will be scrapped in the process, but for Du Rong, as long as the pill is successfully refined once, there is no risk of scrapping if it interferes with spiritual power.

But counting the few that were scrapped, the success rate of achieving more than ninety percent was already a sure thing, but the more than ninety Tsukidans, plus more than a dozen in the inventory, a total of more than 100 pills were put into the sect, and the probability of being taken by those monks who forcibly improved their cultivation was not optimistic.

On weekdays, he would never expose his perverted alchemy ability, which is far beyond normal, but now when it comes to the survival of the sect, he can only show a little bit of his strength, and besides, the Baiyang Sect has been treating him well over the years, which can be regarded as his own reward.

Of course, he will also take one or two pills from it, and what happened in the Yuanying Cave Mansion in the Dry Grass Valley is still vivid, as long as he relies on this very small amount of pills, he has the confidence to improve his strength a lot.

As for the abnormal Cheng Dan rate, anyway, he already had an excuse to pave the way for Zong Cao and the others in advance.

Lifting the lid of the furnace, an inconspicuous yellow pill was ingested into his hand, looking at this ordinary appearance, but it was a dream common to Qi refining cultivators in the world.

Du Rongzi, who was accustomed to seeing good things, would not have emotional fluctuations because of it, and casually put this Tsukidan into a porcelain vase, and his eyes looked at the bottom of the furnace through the mouth of the furnace.

The red-hot bottom of the furnace was covered with a shallow layer of silvery liquid, which was the molten memory clay.

Therefore, what Du Rong said to Zong Cao was not groundless, he really used it in the experiment of alchemy, and it turned out that this liquid could really be a little more relaxed than usual under the balance adjustment of heat power, and the flame time that did not need to be manipulated by humans was also extended a little, which could save him some energy.

I still remember that even if he used the Immortal Eternal Yan, it took a full two hours to burn this lump of clay, and if he used ordinary leyline flames to burn it, he didn't want to have such an effect without a day and a night's persistence, and as soon as the temperature dropped, it would immediately change back to its original state.

Du Rong couldn't help but admire the perseverance of the never-before-seen Uncle Shen who used it to make a light-chasing dagger, and was able to spend so much spiritual power on a thing that didn't know the root of the foundation without a clue.

Well, a ruthless person.

Put down all the irrelevant thoughts in your mind, melt up and walk to the place where the raw materials of Zhuji Dan are stacked, and take a large number of various medicinal materials, after the success of this preliminary test, the next step is to start refining in batches.

Just as Durong was in full swing for alchemy, and the Baiyang Sect was making intensive preparations, a new round of surging was set off outside.

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Rising from the ground, dense clouds and mist as high as hundreds of zhang floated in the entire mountain range where the White Yang Sect was located, stretching and undulating spectacularly, and at the same time effectively blocking the prying eyes of the outside world.

The rising sun of the sun is obliquely projected on the clouds, and a half-open rainbow is crossed through the clouds with water vapor, like a peaceful and steaming fairy scene.

However, at that time, the monks in four-colored costumes hovering beyond the clouds and mist from time to time had no scruples about being like flies at the dinner table, and they greatly discounted this beauty.

If you look closely, you can find that these four-colored figures will fall to the southeast, north, and west of the mountain range after some inspection, and in those places, there are already corresponding figures of all colors camped and encircled, blocking all the places around the entire Baiyangzong Mountain Range where people can leave.

About a mile southeast of the mountain range, in the direction of the main gate of the Baiyang Sect, a makeshift wooden house was built in the middle of the road at some point.

The simple wooden window on the side of the hut was propped up diagonally by a wooden bar, and the sound of speech and conversation came from the open window.

There were monks standing guard in a few corners a few feet away, and they were standing upright and looking hardworking and serious.

It's just that their eyes glance at the hut surrounded by them from time to time, with a look of trepidation, even if the window is open, they don't dare to use their divine sense to eavesdrop on the conversation in the house, obviously quite afraid of the people in the house.

Looking at the interior of the house, the decoration is also very simple, a round wooden table with a diameter of about half a zhang, and the four stools arranged in the four sides are just a section of the trunk of a tree that has been intercepted.

At this moment, the three men and one goddess sitting on these wooden stakes are in different postures, or one arm is propped on the round platform, or the hands are crossed and the chin is dragged, or the arms are crossed and the waist is slightly tilted.

Under this somewhat serious scene, these four people all exuded a terrifying momentum, which made someone standing next to them feel nervous, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Except for the two from the White Yang Sect, the remaining four Jindan monks from the Cloud Wind Nation were all gathered here at this moment.

And the only monk who was standing and carrying a mang on his back was Liu Feng, the chief alchemist of Tianxiang Pavilion, who was known as the second Dan master of the Cloud Wind Country, and only felt that he was under great pressure under the scrutiny of the four Jindan monks.

At this moment, he was holding a cloth in his hand, on which were only the names of a few medicinal herbs, but what he could read at a glance had become a good thing for him to avoid the scrutiny of the Jindan monks at the moment, and since he saw it, he held it in front of him and became a good sheltering object.

"Master Liu, you know all the herbs written on this Danfang, what are they for?" Fan Shan squeezed out a wrinkled smile, breaking the somewhat dull environment here.

Liu Feng is also known as the second alchemist of the entire Yunfeng Country, and this Zhuji Dan is another hurdle that a famous Dan master can't bypass, and the names of those medicinal materials have just been swept into his mind by his eyes, and the appearance of this formed pill has already appeared.

In front of these four Jindan elders, even if he was held up to heaven by the monks of the same level, he did not dare to have the slightest arrogance, and said: "Back to your predecessors, although the silk is a little complicated, several of them can be refined into a type of Zhuji Dan. ”

As soon as these words came out, several Jin Dan all glanced at each other, and saw the solemnity in each other's expressions, just the three words Zhuji Dan, they had already guessed the purpose of Baiyang Sect's next step, which clearly showed that they wanted to gather the financial resources of the entire sect to create a batch of Zhuji monks regardless of the cost to prepare for fighting against the four major forces at the same time.

With one enemy and four, this is such courage, but with the Baiyang Sect's most abundant financial resources and massive monk reserves, if this large number of medicinal materials is successfully sent back, it may take time to really have the confidence to sweep through Sihe and completely integrate the monk forces of the Cloud Wind Country.

Thinking about it like this, the few old monsters present couldn't help but be a little afraid, if they didn't huddle together and left some time for the White Yang Sect, they would all be able to usher in a lightning strike.

Fortunately, because of the preparations made in advance, this large number of medicinal materials were intercepted, and at the same time, they were also prepared to have a deeper backhand.

Zhou Quan's four fingers tapped on the table quickly and rhythmically, feeling a little uneasy in his heart while also thinking, he pointed to the cloth in Liu Feng's hand and said, "Senior Nephew Liu, if the number of the first medicinal herb is about 1,600, then how many Zhuji Dan can be made?"

Liu Feng's gaze also saw what he was referring to in the direction he pointed to, and immediately replied: "Back to Zhou senior, what you are referring to is the blue spot hemp, which happens to be the main medicine of this Zhuji Dan, about four plants can become one Dan, but this is only theoretically speaking. The difficulty of refining the Zhuji Dan is not small, and even for me, the difference between the Cheng Dan and the Waste Dan is only five or five at most. ”

"Then if Feng Zi really comes to refine, what is the probability of what percent? I heard that he has an apprentice under him, who is quite accomplished in alchemy, if he refines it, how much is the success rate of this?" Fan Shan looked directly at him and asked the question that everyone present urgently needed to know.