Du Rong is not a fool, knowing that since the other party has talked about this matter, and it seems that he will ask for his help for a long time, there must be a solution that is not bad. So he asked: "Dare to ask Uncle Feng, I know that my qualifications are low, and I don't know if it is feasible to cultivate on my own until the Qi refining period, and now I have to be accompanied by this withered grass that damages people's spiritual power every day, I don't know if Uncle Feng has a good plan?"

Feng Zizhen didn't hurry to take out a translucent white jade porcelain bottle out of nowhere, put it in his hand and shook it gently at Du Rong, and it was vaguely seen that it also contained more than a dozen round pills.

Although he could see it vaguely, Du Rong was sure that this was not the Blood Pill he had seen twice.

"The elixir in this white bottle, replaced with the "Spiritual Pill", originally this medicine did not have much effect, it was nothing more than to let people with spiritual roots directly attract spiritual spirit into the body, open the body and reach the Qi refining period in one step. Feng Zizhen looked at this white jade vial, and said it lightly.

"One step to practice qi?!" Huan Yidu Rong, a person who is somewhat strange, couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard the effect of this thing.

"There is no need to be rare and strange, the qi refining period is not like building a foundation and knotting pills and the like, it is very difficult to break through the bottleneck, as long as there is a person with a spiritual root, even if the qualifications are poor, you can still reach qi refining after more than ten years of hard cultivation.

This elixir is actually a bit of a chicken rib, that is, the family with slightly better conditions will use this elixir to open their children directly to the qi refining stage, the advantage is that it can reach the qi refining period earlier, it can also play a role in nourishing the meridians for the monks who have just cultivated, and at the same time, it can also clean up the dead grass ingredients left in your body, which I also did many years ago when I was idle and bored. ”

Feng Zizhen continued to talk without being salty, and he understood what he meant.

It was nothing more than asking him to take this pill to break through the Qi refining period and then use spiritual power to take over the work of refining the Blood Pill, Du Rong also thought of Long Mingyu, who had the best qualifications to go up the mountain together, and he had already reached the second level of the Qi refining period at a young age, and he had already taken this spirit pill.

"Uncle Kefeng, you also know that as long as I come into contact with the withered grass, even if I have successfully refined my qi, I will also be beaten back to a mortal, so how can it be good?" Du Rong was also a little helpless at this time, not knowing what kind of medicine this uncle was selling in the gourd.

For this kind of concern, there are already countermeasures over there: "The spirit pill can be taken repeatedly, I have calculated, according to the leyline pill fire that can be controlled by the first layer of qi refining, it can refine about three furnaces, and one furnace can produce up to nine blood pills." In other words, based on your current usage, counting the loss, every time you consume your spiritual power, counting the loss, every time you rest for three days, you will grind another 170 plants of withered grass. In this way, only one spirit pill is needed to become a three-furnace blood pill. ”

Du Rong listened to the old man's endless calculations, and was stunned by his accurate exploitative calculations, and he felt that if this old man was not an alchemist, he would definitely be a very competent capitalist who exploited child labor.

"What if I reach the Qi refining period, but I don't have this refining pill?"

Du Rong saw that this elixir should not be a cheap commodity, in case one day this old man saw that he had no actual results and deducted from the fruits of his labor, it would be a big loss, and he had to quickly calculate the responsibility.

Feng Zizhen was glared at by this slippery boy's angry beard: "Little cub, you haven't tried yet, you have learned to shake the pot first?" The old man gave you three chances, and if you didn't work three times, you would give me an honest grinding medicine in the future, two hundred plants a day!"

Seeing that this old man is very good, he can't suffer at all, if he really wants to grind 200 herbs a day, then at his current pure manual speed, he doesn't have to do anything other than eat and sleep, and can only hope that his spiritual power can be somewhat useful in alchemy.

And he saw that Feng Zizhen was also very busy, staying in his room all day in alchemy, different from his room, this old man's own room was designed as an alchemy room, and he was alone in his room for the past few days, and he appeared in front of Du Rong all day long.

If he doesn't have to worry about refining the Blood Pill, Du Rong will not only save a lot of time in grinding medicine, but also have less contact with him and more time to practice magic-related kung fu.

"Even if I have no achievements in alchemy along the way with spiritual power, I have to think of ways to use spiritual power to cheat, and I must not let this old man annoy me every day. Du Rong thought like this.

He had no choice but to verbally agree: "Yes, the disciple can only do his best." ”

"Then let's do it, you have to rest for two days, on the first day, you will grind the amount needed for the three furnaces of the Blood Pill, and on the second day, don't do this work, leave it for a day to let the body eliminate the residue of the withered grass substance in the body, otherwise there will be a drug conflict with the Elixir to be used tomorrow.

If you have dry grass, go to the warehouse to pick it up yourself, remember to register, and wait for me at noon in two days. I don't have time for these two days, and these days don't involve the distribution of pills in the sect, if there is nothing particularly important in the sect, the people in the foundation building period will also say that I am not available. ”

Feng Zizhen made this instruction, and then left in a hurry, looking at the direction he left, it was estimated that he would go back to his room to alchemy.

"I don't see the foundation building period, and there are only two Jindan period ancestors in that gate, which Jindan stage master will come to you for nothing?......

Du Rong was thinking nonsense here, since his magic system awakened, these days he has come into contact with the cultivation world, the magic of this magic spell, the immortal Taoist technique in front of him.

Different from the virtual world in the past, I was really shocked by the experience of feeling too much soul, and I was even more looking forward to becoming a real monk after taking the Elixir two days later.

However, the top priority is to finish the things at hand, and if you think of it, you can do it, and you will also pass by Toyoko Maji's room on the way to the warehouse.

The mad old man had built his room deep in the belly of the mountain, and it was an all-stone structure, almost pitch black except for the faint light at the vents. As he passed by his room, Du Rong had already felt the sound of ground heat and faint flames spitting from the cracks in the ground of the stone gate.

And this time he needs to deal with the amount of withered grass is also a bit much, in his own room and warehouse back and forth a few times, the last time he came back to the place, only to hear the sound of Feng Zizhen's room "bang", the heat from the inside to the outside also stopped, and then the scolding sound sounded.

Curious, Du Rong stood outside and listened intently for a while, only to hear the sound of cleaning up things inside, and it didn't take long for him to fire again.

"This old man, it seems that he has ruined a furnace of Dan, according to this look, he really doesn't want to come out of it for two days, he is really an alchemy madman. Du Rong waited for the movement inside to stabilize again, hugged his clay pot and continued to walk back, so it was okay, he also took advantage of this time to cultivate well.

When he came to the room, he had already placed more than a dozen clay pots on the ground, he put the one in his hand on the table, this time he directly took out the stone pot that he used to boil the grass mud slurry in the Dan Pharmacy before, and he didn't use the bucket this time, only the grinding rod used for grinding medicine was left.

He threw the dead branches and leaves he had collected into the iron plate under the stone pot, and lit them with a wisp of fire from the tips of his fingers. Then he took out a dead grass, plucked a leaf at random, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, and threw the rest and many other plants into the stone pot to start today's work.

The mark on Du Rong's forehead also resurfaced, lighting up the blue gem, the temperature of the ground around him plummeted, and a stream of cold air seeped out of his body, and the white cold air sank to the ground in wisps, and a thin layer of ice condensed on the ground due to the moisture and cold.

If it weren't for the open windows of the room, it is estimated that the temperature of the entire room would have dropped to freezing, and the grinding rod in his hand was attached to a layer of frost, and even the sap of the dead grass that had been smashed tended to freeze.

Still leaning on the scorching heat from time to time from the flames burning under the stone cauldron, it is estimated that this plant will turn into an ice slag before he can grind.

Looking at Durong at this time from the perspective of the side, it can be described as a strange scene, a person constantly exudes a biting cold on his body, and he also directly holds a stone pot lit with fire, in the environment of ice and fire, facing the withered grass that is still at room temperature inside, and smashes it down with the grinding rod in his hand, and the juice splashes.