The sky was dark, the wind was howling, the yellow sand was dancing wildly in the sky, and the sky and the earth were dim and gloomy in the sandstorm.

The three giant dragon ships paused in mid-air and arranged in a triangle, and the protective shields were fully opened and connected into one.

The Qi Cultivator on the boat exhaled and tightened the rope, put away the sails one by one, waited for the storm to pass, and then continued westward.

The door of a quiet room in the depths of the cabin was opened from the inside, and Zhu Meng, a late-stage Qi cultivator in her early twenties, walked out lightly with a tray with two storage bags on it.

She closed the door, and the doors of the surrounding ashrams were opened through a crack.

The male and female Qi cultivators who served the alchemists and talismans probed out one after another, their eyes fixed on the tray in Zhu Meng's hand.

"Zhu Meng, how many Dans did Senior Uncle Jiang refine today?"

"How many talismans did she draw today? It can't be another hundred, right? ”

Zhu Meng swept the inquisitive faces around him, his gaze passed through them, and he saw that all the alchemists in the quiet room also had their ears slightly sideways, and the talisman maker's pen dipped in rune sand was in the air.

Zhu Meng cleared his throat, "Senior Uncle Jiang only opened five furnaces of Rejuvenation Pill today, one less than yesterday."

The alchemists' backs were loosened.

"However, the rate of Cheng Dan is higher than yesterday, so there are seven more pills than yesterday!"

Bang bang bang!

The wind swept to the door, and the doors of the alchemists' rooms were all slammed shut, and there was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping inside.

"What kind of door to open randomly, you are responsible for influencing Lao Tzu's alchemy!"

"Don't hurry up and deal with the elixir, the old man will open six ...... today. No, open seven furnaces! ”

The corners of Zhu Meng's lips hooked slightly, and he said to the few Qi cultivators who served the talisman masters: "Senior Uncle Jiang drew one hundred and ten talismans today. ”

Syllable!

A talisman maker was so angry that he threw his talisman pen.

"She's simply a demon, daily alchemy and talisman making, whether it is quality or quantity, it is not inferior to specialized alchemy and talisman making."

"Yes, how does she make people live, making other alchemists and talismans seem to be lazy."

"I testify, my uncle is definitely not lazy, but the success rate is indeed not as good as ......"

"Close the door for me and stop chatting!"

Several Qi cultivators shook their heads and sighed, and each went back to help.

Zhu Meng smiled, carrying the tray to the errand, she has been with this Uncle Jiang for more than half a month, because Uncle Jiang's daily output is amazing, she has also won a lot of rewards.

Zhu Meng admired this Uncle Jiang so much, and had never seen a monk who worked harder and self-disciplined than her.

Uncle Jiang really doesn't rest, she sits in front of the Dan furnace every day, and when the Dan furnace doesn't need to invest in the divine sense and aura, she brings a few dwarf talismans.

She takes talismans as a rest, and she can draw with her left hand when she is tired of drawing with her right hand, occasionally drawing with her left and right hands, and even drawing while throwing elixir into the alchemy furnace, a spectacle! Eccentric!

Zhu Meng sent the pills and talismans to the supplies, and the goateeed Steward Li smiled when he saw her, and personally walked out from behind the table to pick up the tray in her hand.

After inspecting the contents of the house, Steward Li smiled from ear to ear.

"What are you so happy about?"

The Jindan Elder of the Eight Extremes Sect, Wu Lie, strode over.

Zhu Meng hurriedly bowed his head and stepped aside.

Steward Li greeted him and said happily: "Every day when I go to this Jiang Daoyou to hand in the pills and talismans, I am the happiest, Elder, you see, she has seven more rejuvenation pills and ten nine-grade talismans than yesterday, but unfortunately she only has one person, otherwise there are dozens of more of her like this, and we don't have to worry about the logistics materials for this battle at all." ”

Wu Lie nodded in appreciation, "I have heard a lot about her, compared to her, several other alchemists and talisman makers still give a lot of money, this person I Baji Sect must stay and ask her what she likes." ”

Hearing this, Steward Li smiled a little embarrassedly, "Actually, the things that this Jiang Daoyou likes are very simple, that is, spirit stones and beast souls, especially beast souls, I don't know what novelty she is researching, and dozens of beast souls are consumed every day." ”

Wu Lie raised his eyebrows, "Oh? She alchemy and talisman making every day, and she also has the kung fu to study new things? With such hard work, it's no wonder that he has the early stage of foundation building at a young age, and he is still an eight-grade alchemist, an eight-grade talisman maker, pass on my order, and offer spirit stones to her to add one percent. ”

"Beast souls...... You personally send 10,000 to the past, be sure to let her know that I am good in the Eight Extremes Sect, if you can leave her, I will remember you a great achievement. In addition, you tell her to take a break, don't fight so hard, just keep the current amount every day, otherwise others should have opinions. ”

Wu Lie left, and Zhu Meng really didn't know how to speak.

Uncle Jiang just told her that he wanted another alchemy furnace, and the two furnaces would be refined together......

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In the quiet room of the cabin, Jiang Yuebai politely sent away the material department Manager Li.

"Okay, good, definitely, definitely, consider, I'll think about it seriously."

Before Steward Li stepped out of the threshold, the door was slammed shut by Jiang Yuebai, knocking back the few polite words in Steward Li's mouth.

Feeling the peeping eyes around him, Steward Li touched his nose, "What a diligent young man, it's good to go back to alchemy in such a hurry." ”

Jiang Yue laid down three layers of protective array, took the 10,000 beast souls sent by Steward Li, and couldn't wait to start refining the Yuan Essence.

During this time, she only refined five furnaces of Rejuvenation Pill every day and drew a hundred nine-grade talismans, and her divine sense was exhausted.

You need to eat the Condensing Pill, take an hour to recover, or let Xiao Lu swallow fifty low-level beast souls to fully recover.

Obviously, the day is still long, and her spiritual energy is still sufficient, but because of the lack of divine sense, she can't continue to make alchemy.

The amount of divine consciousness dragged her down!

"I didn't feel that my divine consciousness was poor before, but now that I spend my divine consciousness everywhere, I realize that my divine consciousness is really not good."

Jiang Yuebai muttered, adjusting her state.

As everyone knows, if her words were heard by the alchemists and talisman makers outside who were higher than her cultivation, they would all faint from crying.

The gap between them and Jiang Yuebai is not only the difference in the success rate of alchemy talismans.

Jiang Yuebai's aura was far four or five times higher than theirs, and the amount of divine consciousness was also far more than four or five times, so even if they focused on one thing, they couldn't surpass Jiang Yuebai's output.

Jiang Yuebai made up her mind to only compare herself with herself yesterday, whether others were strong or weak, it had nothing to do with her.

After adjusting everything, Jiang Yuebai sat in the spirit gathering array in the center of the quiet room, regardless of the sandstorm raging outside and the flames of war were raging.

She used a complex technique to cast a secret technique, gathering a flame in mid-air, and then opening the gourd containing the beast soul, leading the beast soul out one by one, and throwing it into the flames to refine the impurities and refine the faint essence that might exist in it.

This process was long and boring, hundreds of beast souls went down, and not even a trace of Yuan Jing appeared.

Jiang Yuebai has long been accustomed to such boring, she can sit in front of the Dan furnace for several days, and she can also draw talismans from morning to night in front of the desk, holding a knife and can engrave eighty-eight array plates in a row to drive crazy immortal cultivation panels.

At the moment, this is boring, and she finds it interesting, because she doesn't know the outcome, and there will be a gambling-like thrill.

1,000 beast souls, 2,000 beast souls, 3,000 beast souls......

The sun set and the moon rose, the moon set and the sun rose, Jiang Yuebai refined all night, seeing that the beast soul was consumed by more than half, and an extremely thin and short golden silk thread suddenly appeared above the flames.

Jiang Yuebai's spirits lifted, Yuan Jing!

The exhaustion dissipated, Jiang Yuebai was engrossed, and threw the remaining beast souls into the flames one by one.

In this way, another day passed, and when the last beast soul was burned by the flames, Jiang Yuebai had a drop of golden essence liquid the size of a grain of rice hanging in front of him.

Just this small drop, it took more than 10,000 beast souls to refine, it was too difficult!

The Yuan Jing contains a huge amount of power and spirituality, restless in mid-air, exuding a fierce aura that belongs to a demon beast, and it seems that it is unwilling to surrender and be devoured.

"This girl is full of fire, you are fiercer than me, I have knocked out the head of the ghost clan general, and I am afraid of you? Come on, Yuanjing baby, I miss you to death! ”

Jiang Yuebai's magic trick was introduced, and the Yuan Jing shot and crashed into the center of his eyebrows.

Airplanes!

Jiang Yuebai's entire sea of knowledge began to have a big earthquake!

(End of chapter)