Yan Yunting decided to wait for dawn, and then let Zhuo Wenxi lead the way, first go to the mine to observe the situation, and then make a plan for the next step.

The night passed quietly.

The next morning, the sky was slightly bright, Yan Yunting got up early, and he habitually climbed to the top of the mountain, ready to breathe in the misty breath of the day and night.

On the top of the mountain, someone arrived first.

Zhuo Wenxi sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, closed her eyes and cultivated, she was still wearing Yan Yunting's coat, her petite torso was shrouded in a loose robe, although it was very ill-fitting, but there was another kind of beauty, she was very beautiful, very fairy, just sitting there, there were birds around her.

To be honest, Yan Yunting is still very curious about immortal cultivators, and even has a trace of worship, they have a unique temperament, elegant manners, and are not stained with wind and dust, which is really very different from mortals.

Since they came first, Yan Yunting was not easy to disturb, he was about to find another place, but Zhuo Wenxi stopped him: "Is there something wrong with Yan Shaoxia looking for me?" ”

Yan Yunting paused and was stunned, "It's fine, it's just that I'm used to getting up early and coming to the mountains to breathe some fresh air." ”

"The air in the mountains is not fresh at all." Zhuo Wenxi slowly opened his eyes, got up and waved his sleeves, drove away the birds beside him, and sighed lightly: "Although White Horse Mountain still has a difference between day and night, it has also been affected by the Extreme Yin Demon Realm, and the spirit of the mountains and rivers is completely suppressed by the Yin Qi, and my spiritual power will not be able to recover for a while. ”

"You don't know martial arts?" Yan Yunting asked.

"I'm a disciple of Danxia Peak, and I usually spend my time specializing in Danhuo, where do I have time to practice martial arts?" Zhuo Wenxi sighed again: "I really should learn a trick and a half to defend myself......"

"So, Miss Zhuo is very good at alchemy?" Yan Yunting asked with a smile.

A hint of pride rose in Zhuo Wenxi's eyes: "People always have some specialties, and it just so happens that I am an alchemist." ”

"Then will you refine the demon pill?" This is a question that Yan Yunting has been holding in his heart for a long time.

Zhuo Wenxi immediately said: "Of course, alchemist, not only can refine the spirit pill, but also refine the demon pill, even if you can build weapons, I will also do it." ”

"Can the demon pill really improve cultivation? But I've heard people say that there are pros and cons to the demon pill, is it? Yan Yunting asked all the doubts in his heart.

"Of course, the demon pill can improve cultivation, whether it is spiritual cultivation or martial cultivation, you must know that it takes at least fifty years for a monster to condense a demon pill, and it takes at least a hundred years for the lowest-level demon king's demon pill to cultivate; The essence of a hundred years of concentration can be described as a priceless treasure;

The most primitive demon pill must not be taken directly, and an alchemist like us needs to use a special Dan furnace, a special Dan fire, a professional technique, and a professional material to refine the demon qi on the demon pill and transform it into an inner pill that can be taken by people;

Of course, anything will pass in the process of refining, and the same is true for demon pills, so this is a very test of the alchemist's technique, such as me, if you give me a hundred-year-old demon pill, I am sure that when I practice it, I will retain two to three percent of its efficacy;

Also, you just asked about the pros and cons of the demon pill, it also depends on the alchemist's technique, some alchemists are not good at their skills, and they can't refine all the demon qi on the demon pill, and of course it will cause side effects after taking it; But an excellent alchemist like me, even if the efficacy is lowered, the demon pill that comes out of the oven is absolutely clean. ”

Talking about all kinds of alchemy, Zhuo Wenxi had absolute confidence and pride, and she looked at Yan Yunting suspiciously: "By the way, why are you asking this?" Do you also want to learn the art of alchemy? ”

Yan Yunting shook his head, took out a small bag from his arms, poured out five demon pills of different shapes, and handed them to Zhuo Wenxi: "I have some demon pills here, but I haven't been able to find anyone to help me refine them, since Miss Zhuo is proficient in alchemy, why don't you help me?" ”

"I ...... Go! Zhuo Wenxi couldn't care less about being reserved, and held Yan Yunting's hand: "Where did you get these demon pills from?" It's all treasures...... Especially these two red pills, I'm afraid they don't come from ordinary demon beasts, right? ”

Yan Yunting said with a smile: "If you want to trace where you came from, it will be a long story, anyway, it was all dug by my hand blade monster...... If Miss Zhuo is willing to agree to help Yan refine these demon pills, as a reward, I will give you one, and you can choose whatever you want. ”

Zhuo Wenxi's eyes widened: "Really...... Can you really pick and choose? ”

Yan Yunting nodded.

"Then I'll take this red pill, hehe...... Compared to the others, it has the highest value. Zhuo Wenxi was as happy as a little girl who had won honey.

"It's no secret, these two red demon pills are taken from two poisonous dragons." Yan Yunting put the demon pill into a bag and threw it to Zhuo Wenxi casually.

"No wonder, only a strange beast like Poison Jiao can produce such a precious Inner Dan...... Looking at the size of these two demon pills, the two poisonous dragons you killed have at least three hundred years of demon power, so converted, if the final refining is successful, and the two successful effects are retained, I can improve my cultivation for sixty years in one fell swoop if I take it, hahaha...... In this way, I have the hope of condensing the golden pill! ”

"Wouldn't it be too fast to improve sixty years of cultivation in one fell swoop?" Yan Yunting was a little skeptical, he still understood the truth that speed is not enough.

Zhuo Wenxi waved his hand and explained: "No, no, sixty years of cultivation is just a measuring stick, not that the demon pill will be immediately improved if you persuade it, it also depends on your own talent, some people are still a qi practitioner when they cultivate to death, and some people have condensed the Yuan Shen in just a few decades;

Moreover, after swallowing the demon pill, you have to find a way to refine it, just like digesting food, if you absorb it, you will grow strong, and if you don't absorb it well, it will be like not eating, in short, there are a lot of ways here! ”

"I see."

This kind of thing is a demon pill, for Yan Yunting, it is an unexpected gain, and it is naturally the best to help improve the force, but it doesn't matter if it doesn't work, anyway, martial arts cultivation is not a talent.

"How long will it take to refine these demon pills?" Yan Yunting asked.

"If I can return to Kunlun Mountain, I can borrow the 'Seven Star Dan Furnace' from the master, and then use the purest earth fire at the bottom of Danxia Peak, plus my exquisite alchemy techniques, it can be baked in nine hundred and eighty-one days, but ......"

Zhuo Wenxi sighed softly: "But judging from the current situation, I'm afraid it's not so easy to go back." ”

"I'm not in a hurry, and neither are you."

Unconsciously, a few rays of morning sun sprinkled onto the mountain through the haze, and the sky outside the sky was completely bright.

"Miss Zhuo, I have to go." Yan Yunting said.

Zhuo Wenxi sighed lightly: "It's a pity that I can't recover my spiritual power, otherwise I will definitely fight side by side with you." ”

"You can bring so much information, it has helped us a lot, in short, you and Miss Ding will stay at the post station and wait for our good news."

"Then you have to be careful!"

"Yes."

Yan Yunting jumped off the cliff.

Zhuo Wenxi looked at the green-shirted knight, and unconsciously tightened the robe on his body.

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