For the sake of prudence, Chen Yuxiang also casually added a mana seal to the crystal card.

With his Mahayana consciousness, he couldn't tell what kind of material this crystal card was made of. Since the crystal card can transmit information over a long distance, maybe it can transmit images, and Brother Xiang doesn't want to let others discover his secret, not to mention that someone may know the original owner of this body.

After taking the crystal card into his arms, Chen Yuxiang took out the Emperor's Furnace again and began to refine Peiyuan liquid. Now that he has returned to his own territory, he naturally does not need to slowly extract the essence of one spirit grass after another like public alchemy.

I saw that his hands were like the wind to play out the magic trick, and all the materials flew into the emperor's furnace at the same time, and the sea heart charcoal burned in the furnace, and the heat emitted was divided into several parts of strength and weakness under the guidance of Chen Yuxiang's mana, and drilled into the furnace wall to roast these spiritual grasses.

Extraction, fusion in one go, there is no trace of medicinal fragrance overflowing in the middle, half an hour later, 3 small bottles of a total of 300 drops of top-grade Peiyuan liquid were successfully baked, and there were still some remaining material essences in the Dan furnace.

Chen Yuxiang has been refining this Peiyuan liquid several times, and at this time, he can completely make 100% use of the materials like Master Ge, the author of "Hug Puzi". At this time, if someone walked outside the courtyard, it was impossible to know that he was alchemizing in the house.

Chen Yuxiang put the three bottles of Peiyuan liquid on the table, and added a group of spirit grass to the emperor's furnace. This Pei Yuan liquid is naturally the more the merrier, everything is for Qing'er, for the 8 million spirit stones.

By the time Chen Yuxiang refined all the materials purchased this time into Peiyuan liquid, it was already the morning of the next day. Looking at the 36 bottles of Peiyuan liquid in front of him, Chen Yuxiang smiled with satisfaction. There are a total of 10 sets of materials, but 12 furnaces of Peiyuan liquid have been refined (there will be some material essence left every time), and all the materials are 100% used, and Master Ge Hong has come down from the immortal realm.

Chen Yuxiang quickly calculated. 10 sets of materials cost 113 low-level spirit stones, if it is refined by an ordinary high-level alchemist in the Kyushu Continent, it is about a success rate of 3 percent, that is, three successes.

The alchemists of the Kyushu Continent could extract up to 100 drops of Peiyuan liquid each time because they couldn't visualize the refining, and three times was 300 drops, which was just enough to fill 3 vials. And he didn't waste the slightest, and it was all successful, with 36 bottles!

According to the success rate of the alchemists of the Kyushu Continent, the purchase price offered by Wanbao Pavilion to Pei Yuanye was basically calculated based on one finished product corresponding to 6 materials. Without discounting, the previous material was 14 spirit stones, so the purchase price of Wanbao Pavilion was 85 spirit stones per bottle, which was still the price of the lowest-grade Peiyuan liquid.

Even at this price, if all of these 36 bottles of Peiyuan Liquid were sold to Wanbao Pavilion, there would be about 3,200 spirit stones!

After refining the pill overnight, Chen Yuxiang's spirit was also a little tired, but his heart was extremely excited. If he can survive the catastrophe and enter the immortal realm, he must find Master Ge and have a good drink of two cups.

Chen Yuxiang had already thought about the treatment of the elixir, that is, to leave a few bottles for himself and Xiao Bird, Lan Lan to use, and sell all the others to Wanbao Pavilion.

Although Wanbao Pavilion increased the price by 20% when it was sold, and there was a little difference in the price if it was sold to others piecemeal, it was too troublesome. If you have that time, you might as well refine some more pills. Moreover, his own output is too large, except for Wanbao Pavilion, no one else can swallow so many goods.

Putting all the Pei Yuan liquid into the Qiankun bag, Chen Yuxiang slowly closed his eyes. Refining the pill was extremely consuming of spiritual power, and even with the strength of his divine sense, he was almost at the limit now, and he had to take a break as soon as possible. Naturally, I won't take this big class today, anyway, I've been skipping class for seven days in a row.

Chen Yuxiang was extremely busy in the Yangzhou compound this day, but he didn't know that because of his amazing behavior, he had caused a great sensation in the entire Wudang faction.

The two teachers have their own masters, so they naturally told their masters the news that Chen Yuxiang had successfully refined Pei Yuan Liquid. And those mortals who opened small shops in the Yangzhou compound to make a living were also free to enter and leave the compound, and the news naturally spread slowly on the Golden Peak.

Golden peak, the first floor of the main hall.

Seven monks sat around a large round table, three dressed in Taoist robes, four dressed in layman's clothes, in the center was an amiable gray-bearded old man, and the most striking thing was a beautiful woman with picturesque eyebrows, and a big fat man holding the woman's jade hand tightly.

These 7 people are the 7 masters who sat on the rostrum on the day of the opening ceremony, and the gray-bearded old man was Zhao Gusan, the head of Wudang, and the people holding hands together were Qing'er's parents in this world, Ning Caishen and her Taoist companion.

Looking at the big fat man Ning who was holding Nie Xiaoqian's little hand tightly, Zhao Gusan couldn't help frowning and said, "Lao Ning, please, don't show affection today." You let go of Xiaoqian's hand, brother, I'm going to get down to business!"

Ning Caishen grabbed Nie Xiaoqian's hand tighter when he heard this, and his eyes opened a small slit hard: "Envy, jealousy! It's useless! My own wife, I'm willing! Lao Zhao, can you manage it?"

The corners of Zhao Gusan's mouth twitched, and he was about to refute, when a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe smiled and said, "You two, you've been bickering for hundreds of years, aren't you annoying! Old Zhao, what do you mean by suddenly calling us to a meeting today?"

The woman chuckled and pulled the jade hand out of the fat man's hand, Ning Caishen snorted, and closed his eyes again. Zhao Gusan cleared his throat and said slowly: "There is indeed an important matter today that needs to be discussed with your junior disciples. Look, what is this?" he said, taking out a jade bottle from his bosom, placing it on the table, and opening the mana seal.

A faint medicinal fragrance wafted out of the bottle and permeated the main hall. Ning Caishen sniffed lightly, rolled his eyes, and said disdainfully: "Isn't it Pei Yuan liquid, what kind of garbage." Lao Zhao, I didn't say you, you haven't made any progress in hundreds of years! If you don't have this talent, don't waste materials! Are you the spiritual grass of my Wudang Sect for nothing?"

Zhao Gusan said angrily: "This spiritual grass was planted by the old man himself, I am willing to waste it, what does it matter to you—— I am dizzy, Lao Ning, don't interrupt, you will be taken into the ditch again." I mean, something big happened yesterday! There was a backup disciple from Yangzhou who successfully refined Pei Yuan liquid! You must know that when he came, he didn't have any mana at all!"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard this, the Taoist who spoke just now was named Ma Yu, who was the only son of Master Ma, and said with a light smile when he heard this: "I also heard this with a smile." That disciple's name is Chen Yuxiang, and he is the heir to the mantle chosen by my father, and he has the two attributes of wood and fire, of which the wood spirit root is seven points, and the fire spirit root is ten points! With such qualifications, refining a Pei Yuan liquid is not a rare thing!"

The woman named Xiao Qian covered her mouth and said, "Very fire spirit root! Isn't that the perfect spirit root! Is there really such a person? It's just that this name sounds a little familiar!"

Ning Caishen snorted: "Your precious girl is talking about it every day these days, it's strange that you are not familiar with it!"

Xiao Qian exclaimed: "Ah! Isn't this the kid Zhong Ze has a crush on! This girl seems to be quite discerning." Suddenly, he remembered something again, and hurriedly looked at Ma Yu and said, "Senior Brother Ma, this matter is really ...... Zhong Ze has been spoiled by us, and now we can't control her......"

Ma Yu waved his hand generously: "Senior sister, don't say it." It's just that Xunhuan has no blessing for this child! I am like a brother and sister to Senior Brother Ning, and Zhong Ze is just like my own daughter. This girl can't cultivate without a spiritual root, it's hard enough, and she has to live a happy life in this life. Choosing which man is a big deal for her, so let's not interfere!"

Although Ma Yu's words showed his attitude, they aroused Nie Xiaoqian's sadness. Thinking that her daughter can't cultivate, and she will inevitably have to send white-haired people to black-haired people in the future, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but feel sad and couldn't help but sobbed lowly.

Ning Caishen stretched out his hand, held his wife's little hand tightly, bowed his head and comforted a few words, sat up straight and said, "Let everyone laugh." Senior Brother Zhao, you better get down to business. It's rare for us to have a meeting, we can't do this every time, and if we can't say a few words, we will go off-topic!"

Zhao Gusan saw Nie Xiaoqian bowing his head and crying, his heartache was also broken, at this time, seeing Ning Caishen's angry gaze, Lao Zhao came back to his senses, hurriedly coughed twice, and continued: "Let's continue to talk about business! However, Master Ma has been concentrating on refining the Qinggang Sword for decades, and rarely opens the furnace for alchemy, and now there are more and more peak disciples in the Qi refining period of my Wudang Inner Gate, but the number of ascending pills that can be taken out every year is getting less and less. Now there are some young people with good qualifications who would rather go to Shaolin to be monks than join my Wudang faction! I, the head of the family, am under a lot of pressure!"

Ma Yu frowned and said, "What does Senior Brother Zhao mean by this, is he trying to blame his father?"

Zhao Gu Sanlian smiled and said, "Where, where." The master has done his best for the sect, how can Gu San dare to blame! However, refining the Qinggang Sword is the common responsibility of the three factions, and now this burden has all fallen on the master alone. My Wudang faction is a level 5 alchemist of Shizu, and I am somewhat sure of refining this ascension elixir, and the ascension elixir provided by Shizu has become less and less in recent years, and the other two sects do not say that they will send us a few. If this continues, the brain drain will become more and more serious, and my Wudang will one day be crushed by the Shaolin gang of thieves!"

The Tianquan Daoist, who had not spoken, spoke: "Everyone knows this, what do you mean, senior brother?"

Zhao Gusan said solemnly: "I mean, this person named Chen Yuxiang is obviously a genius in the way of alchemy. I hope that this Chen Yuxiang can learn the way of alchemy from Ma Shizu, and strive to be able to take over from Ma Shizu to refine the ascending elixir as soon as possible. Judging from the talent shown by this son, it is very likely that he will achieve this goal in a hundred years! Don't forget, he has a 10-point fire spirit root, which is even stronger than Ma Shizu!"

Ma Yu hesitated: "Senior brother's idea is not bad. Although my three major sects claim to be in the same spirit, there are always some comparisons in their hearts. Danyang Sect can't compare with us, but no one wants to let the Shaolin faction press on us. It's just that I understand my father's intentions, and he accepted this person as the heir to the mantle, not to refine the pill, but to hope that he can learn to refine the Qinggang Sword! After all, my high-ranking Huaxia monk and the Rakshasa people are constantly in conflict in the Luoyang Desert, and the Qinggang Sword has to be destroyed several times every year. If no one will refine the Qinggang Sword in the future, how can we suppress the Rakshasa Cultivation Realm again?"

Zhao Gusan waved his hand and said indifferently: "As long as there is that senior from Danyang in charge, all these battles with the Rakshasa people are just petty fights. What if you have the Qinggang Sword, and what if you don't have the Qinggang Sword? It's just a battle of will! The question now is, how to convince Master Ma to let this kid surnamed Chen specialize in the way of alchemy!"