Chapter Forty-Seven: The Day of Danwu Double Cultivation

"What's wrong?" Luo Mingtao looked at the man in black who was very wrong and asked.

"Why is there not the slightest impurity, how is this possible? It's natural, and there is no impurity? What kind of precision is it, or is there something I don't know about? The man in black was stunned, although it was a first-grade elixir, she couldn't purify it to this level.

"I heard Qingluo say that the effect of this pill is excellent, can you reverse the pill?" Luo Mingtao asked expectantly.

The black-robed man shook his head, "No, it's too clean, there are no impurities at all, I can't tell which medicinal herbs it is refining." ”

"Can't even you?" Luo Mingtao was a little surprised, although the black-robed man in front of him was only a fourth-grade alchemist, he was already in an incredible realm in terms of Dan Dao understanding, and Luo Mingtao attached great importance to him.

"Dan Dao is as vast as the sea, all I can grasp is a spoonful of water, and I still have a lot to learn." The black-robed man sighed.

Luo Mingtao is not a person in the Dan Dao, but he can also feel the breadth and profundity of the Dan Dao, and he asked again: "Can the previous three Dan prescriptions continue to be optimized?" ”

"Yes, the optimized Danfang can probably save half of the medicinal materials." The black-robed man replied.

When Luo Mingtao heard this, his eyes were overjoyed, how much more money can be made by this, this black-robed man is simply the God of Wealth.

"The things I promised you have been done for you, have you done my things?" The black-robed man asked.

Luo Mingtao nodded, "I found out through the relationship that the thing you want will indeed appear at next month's auction, and I have also successfully added those things of yours to the auction list and will be auctioned at the auction." ”

The black-robed man nodded with satisfaction, his eyes hiding both worry and expectation, "I hope it can be won smoothly." He prayed silently in his heart.

In Qianyu City, Zhan Yue generously rented an independent courtyard instead of living in an inn, because he needed alchemy and needed to hone his martial arts, and the kind of place like the inn was no longer suitable. Fortunately, he has money now, and it is no problem to rent this small courtyard, not to mention that this small courtyard also has a hidden basement.

In the basement, the earth mother Jinding showed her true appearance, Zhan Yue sat cross-legged, pinching the magic trick in her hand, finely controlling the flames, all kinds of medicinal materials melted, boiled, separated, combined in the golden tripod, and gradually several round pills were formed, the purple pills were a little weird, and they also exuded a pungent atmosphere.

"Purple, pungent smell, smelling disgusting, done!" Zhan Yue took out the seven pills and showed joy, there were only seven in one furnace, but it also officially meant that Zhan Yue had stepped into the third-order alchemist. There are still a lot of black waste pills left around him, this is the product of his previous failures, Rao has also failed several times with his talent, each alchemy is very laborious, ordinary people need several days to recover, fortunately, Zhanyue has ghost fruit, so he can refine the pill so frequently. After four failed alchemy attempts, the fifth time he finally refined seven three-rank pills.

The Sanpin Pill - Sealing Pulse Pill, after use, can seal the power of the cultivators below the Xuanzhi for a period of time, which is very domineering.

"I remember that the Sealed Vein Pill belongs to the Danfang that has been lost, but I didn't expect the Danfang found in the Mandrill Clan to be so old. This elixir has obvious characteristics and stinks, but it can't be used as a poison. Zhan Yue said with some regret, after all, this thing is not colorless and tasteless.

"Walking the rivers and lakes, when this kind of harmful elixir is always useful, the medicinal materials I bought last time only became these seven pills, and the alchemist is too expensive." Zhan Yue said in pain, but this was because he was not very skilled before, and now his refining power will be much higher.

"Normally, refining the four-grade pill requires the soul power equivalent to that of the Xuan, although I am not a natural soul powerhouse, but it is not a problem to have the soul power of the Ghost Fruit. However, the difference between the third grade and the fourth grade is the difference between heaven and earth, countless alchemists have been stuck at this step for a lifetime, and I should have prepared earlier, I am afraid that a large amount of medicinal materials will be consumed. Zhan Yue opened the booklet given to him by Luo Mingtao, and the things recorded in the booklet were dazzling, not to mention the materials of the four-grade pill, even the five-grade and six-grade ones were available, and there was actually a seven-grade pill in the finale of the auction, but he didn't know the effect, and deliberately hung people's appetites, in addition to the seven-grade pill, there were two hidden treasures for the finale, and I didn't know what it was.

"These days, let's refine some more first- and second-grade pills and sell them for money, I'm afraid that I will have to hemorrhage to get a large number of medicinal materials at this auction. The fifth-grade and sixth-grade ones are not considered first, but the fourth-grade medicinal materials are still as good as possible. Zhan Yue planned.

After the alchemy was over, he came to the backyard of the small courtyard, which was a small bamboo forest with a good scenery. I saw that he condensed the fire into a sword, and actually danced the sword in the dense bamboo forest, and after a set of swordsmanship, the voice of the goddess of Tongming came.

"Three, you burned three bamboo leaves, and you are far from qualified, these days you are busy with alchemy, and your cultivation is also a little slack." The goddess of Tongming reminded. However, it is very difficult to cultivate alchemy with both hands, and it is not that there are no strong people who cultivate Danwu and martial arts, but a person's time is limited, and there is no saying that it is a hundred times and a thousand times harder than others, and if others work hard for an hour, can you still work hard for a hundred hours a day? Talent is the more important factor at this time.

"Sister, you said there was no shortcut." Zhan Yue asked jokingly.

"You're taking a shortcut, what else do you want? There are a few people in the world who can be taught by me personally. The goddess was a little speechless.

"I'm progressing too slowly." Zhan Yue sighed and said, the sixth order of psychic is not enough to see at all.

"Do you really think that the realm is as fast as possible?" The goddess taught, "Cultivation is like mountaineering, each stage has different scenery, and if you ascend too quickly, you will miss many scenery, and these missed scenery may be what you are missing when you reach the top of the mountain and want to go further." Feel your weakness now, become strong little by little, this is my perception of reliving a life, I just improved too fast in the last life, and finally it will be stuck in that step and it will be difficult to improve. ”

"Eh, sister, what kind of realm are you?" Zhan Yue asked curiously.

"Mystic Law Realm." The goddess did not shy away.

"Mystic Law Realm? I've never heard of it. Zhan Yue was a little speechless.

"Don't be too ambitious, give me a good practice, tomorrow at the latest, I want to see you 'dancing in the forest, not a single leaf burning', you are my personal teaching, don't embarrass me." The Divine Maiden of Enlightenment becomes extremely stern when it comes to cultivation.

"Okay, okay, I'll hurry up and cultivate." Zhan Yue once again condensed the fire into a sword and walked into the bamboo forest, he couldn't say that he didn't work hard.

In Rising Sun City, Cheng Lu was arranging a change of guard for his soldiers, but received a special letter.

After reading the letter, Cheng Lu's face turned ecstatic, and then he suppressed his feelings and burned the letter quietly. "I knew that your kid didn't die so easily, don't worry, I won't reveal the news that you are still alive to anyone."

"Bring that family of three." Cheng Lu instructed, and soon after, he saw the little girl mentioned in the letter.

"Little girl, look at these blades and try to cut them off." Cheng Lu looked at Meng Xiaodie cordially and kindly, and pointed to the weapons on the side and said.

Meng Xiaodie still had the same strange pair of red pupils, only one glance swept over, all the metal blades in that row were broken, and the incisions were smooth, and she was more comfortable with the use of her abilities these days.

Cheng Lu gasped, his palms were sweaty, this is really the ability to kill people with one look, knowing that the stakes are high, he immediately arranged for the three of them to stay, and he hurriedly went to the City Lord's Mansion. All everyone knew was that three days later, the red dragon that everyone in Rising Sun City was familiar with once again fell from the sky.