Row after row, search and search, it took several days again, and after searching the primeval dense forest where the Fuyun Immortal Mansion was located, Ye Qiuli finally walked out with a heavy harvest and was satisfied.

This place is not inhabited, and the aura concentration is much more than the rest of the earth, and it really gave him a lot of surprises. Along the way, all kinds of treasures appeared from time to time, adding up to almost half of his Qiankun bag, which made him smile happily and happily.

With these spiritual herbs and elixirs as the foundation, if he worked hard to cultivate and cultivate the innate true fire, he could also try to refine low-level cultivation true spiritual pills such as the Purifying Pill, Peiyuan Pill, and Bigu Pill by himself.

Although that kind of alchemy consumes more medicinal materials, and the number of pills refined and the effect of the pills are smaller, but thinking of the salivating expressions of everyone in Wudang last time when he took out the marrow washing pill and Peiyuan pill on Wudang Mountain, Ye Qiuli is still very sure that even if it is this kind of elixir, if he is willing to take it out and exchange it with those martial arts masters, there will still be a big market, and the supply exceeds demand, which will definitely make people break their heads.

After all, if there is a chance to take a shortcut, and the impact on cultivation is not great, this kind of good thing, no one will definitely be willing to give up! Just like Ye Qiuli himself, if anyone asked him not to use the elixir left by Lu Yan and cultivate with his own efforts, he would definitely be unwilling, and even squirt that person's face, but he didn't use it if he had the conditions, he wouldn't be a fool! Even he was like this, and those ancient martial arts cultivators who had no ancient hearts would be like this.

Thinking of the scene where the big martial arts factions of Shaolin and Wudang were frantically waving the huge wealth accumulated by their respective sects for thousands of years, competing to exchange pills with themselves, Ye Qiuli drooled and was moved.

In this way, he could not only quickly improve his alchemy proficiency, but also exchange those inferior pills for some precious and rare materials and treasures. He didn't believe that these large and small forces that had been passed down for countless years would not have a little treasure at the bottom of the box, maybe things like spirit grass and elixir had already been eaten up, but meteorites and meteorites and other things that could not be used by martial arts practitioners would definitely not be lacking.

These things are rare treasures that any normal person knows, let alone those martial arts masters who can be called human elites. Even if they can't use it, out of human nature, they will try their best to collect it. When the time comes, exchange some elixirs that will have a great effect on them, Ye Qiuli doesn't think it will be too difficult. Isn't this how "Nine Changes of the Fish and Dragon" was exchanged? It is still the treasure of the Wudang faction!

After making up his mind about exchanging the spirit pill for spiritual materials, Ye Qiuli quickly considered the use of these treasures: "These things that have been smelted by the Heavenly Fire are still mid-to-high-grade refining materials even in the cultivation realm. Although it is still a little short of being used to refine top-level magic weapons, it is enough as the base material for ordinary spiritual weapons, and it is the best thing to use these things to practice your hands. Even if my current refining level is not good, and I can't refine a real magic weapon, it is acceptable to refine some swords and swords that cut gold and jade, and sharpen iron like clay. ”

“...... Hehe! Anyway, no matter how it is calculated, I will make a lot of money in the end!" Thinking about it, Ye Qiuli couldn't help but chuckle, obviously seeing the scene of those martial arts masters competing to wave banknotes, blushing and competing for the elixir they had released.

Out of confidence in the cultivator's secret alchemy method, and then considering the current situation that the martial arts are declining day by day and the cultivation of martial artists is becoming more and more difficult, he does not doubt the possibility of such a hot scene at all. Rare is expensive, the elixir he used to refine by cultivating the true technique, no matter what, it can be called a real rare treasure, I really missed this village, there is no such shop, as long as it is released, there are definitely countless people rushing to buy it.

Full of infinite longing for the future life, after meticulously collecting all the best elixirs that grew within a hundred miles of the Upside-Down Qimen Array into his Qiankun bag, Ye Qiuli really had a feeling of relaxation and joy, and while turning the idea of how to pull all the strange things and treasures that they had treasured for a long time into his pocket from the hands of those great families who had been inherited for a long time, he picked up the "Flying on the Grass" that had been cultivated to the mythical realm, and quickly walked through the wilderness and dense forests.

At this time, the moon sets and the stars are hidden, and in the dead of night, although it is not easy to reach out and not see five fingers, it is not easy to see things a hundred meters away. In addition, the mountainous area where the Fuyun Immortal Mansion is located is far away from the city center and sparsely populated, he is not worried that someone will find his traces, and he is confidently and boldly experimenting with the light skills after breaking through to the enlightenment period, with the blessing of innate true qi, and experiencing the pleasure of gliding and flying.

Cultivating to this realm, his light skills can be regarded as reaching the state of great success, and he has faintly touched the pinnacle of martial arts cultivation, almost reaching the limit of human power, and then cultivating in the future, it will be the real art of flying, which is already a completely different world, and it is no longer the height that "Flying on the Grass", a mortal light skill, can hope for.

......

"Poof!"

Just when Ye Qiuli closed his eyes and thought about how to further transform "Flying on the Grass" and create his own "Land Flying Technique", a faint abnormal sound suddenly came from the edge of the distant mountain forest, if it weren't for the excellent hearing that far surpassed ordinary people after he was reborn, he might not have heard it at all.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Before Ye Qiu could listen, another more rapid sound came one after another. This time, he heard it more clearly, as if the source of the sound was moving rapidly towards him.

"Is there a situation?" Discovering this anomaly, Ye Qiuli suddenly perked up, and quickly used light skills to fly into the canopy of a nearby big tree, hiding his body under the cover of night, gathering his eyes, and looking in the direction where the sound came from.

This look made Ye Qiuli couldn't help but be taken aback, only to see that at the foot of the mountain in the distance, there were several figures running fast at this time, and it seemed that several people were still chasing one person. Because the night was too dark and the distance was far away, he didn't tell who they were for a while, but it could be seen from the agile movements, light figures, and fast speed of these people that these people were obviously martial arts people who had practiced light skills and had excellent martial arts.

The sound of "poof!poof!" was made by the person who was flying in front of him and waving his hand backwards.

"There is actually a gun?!" Seeing the movements of the person in front of him, and then comparing the voice he heard in his ears, Ye Qiuli frowned instantly, and his heart couldn't help but become entangled.

In a country like China, where the weapon management system is so strict that it is almost perverted, even ordinary people have to register to buy a kitchen knife, holding a real gun in their hands, and daring to shoot openly, this person is certainly not simple, whether it is white or underworld, he definitely has an extremely deep background, and it is a big trouble to get into trouble.

"It's really unlucky!" Finding that such a big trouble existed, Ye Qiuli carefully hid his hiding form again, gave up the idea of getting together to make a fuss, and made up his mind to just look at it and protect himself. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't put on the Phantom Nightwalk in order to break through the realm, he would even have the idea of becoming invisible. Anyway, using the Phantom Nightwalker to conceal his body only needs to consume some True Qi, and he can cultivate it back at any time, but he doesn't have to waste the few invisibility talismans.

Although with Ye Qiuli's identity as an innate master and the strength of the top combat power of the rivers and lakes, even if he meddled in this matter, it would not have much impact, but he still held a respectful attitude and avoided this group of people from afar. After all, in a society like China, an organization with a gun is always a huge trouble, and whether the organization is black or white, it is difficult to get out of it.

Ye Qiuli is no stranger to the special status of the innate master, those things are recorded in the materials and notes on the secret history of martial arts in the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion, and he has already understood it after he has a comprehensive understanding of the rivers and lakes and martial arts for the first time.

In the underground world, the very rare number of innate masters are basically in a transcendent class, rarely fighting on the front line, most of them only exist as a deterrent force, except for masters of the same level, as long as others do not provoke them, they will not shoot at will. And ordinary organizations or individuals, in the absence of a great conflict of interest, will not rashly provoke congenital masters, and find themselves unhappy.

It was precisely because he knew that the identity of the innate master was transcendent, and even if he got into any trouble, he could easily solve it, so although Ye Qiuli didn't want to provoke that group of people, he was not afraid of them, he still hid his body, hid to the side and watched, and did not retreat early like the plague god.

The matter was written for a long time, in fact, it was just a momentary situation, Ye Qiuli's thinking had just turned a corner, and several people had already run to the vicinity of his hiding place. The man in front saw that the people behind him were eagerly chasing, and regardless of whether he hit or not, after draining all the bullets in the pistol in one go, he immediately smashed the whole gun out as a hidden weapon, and then turned around and fled into the woods next to him.

Unfortunately, the direction in which this person fled was Ye Qiuli's hiding place.

Seeing the people he was chasing fleeing to the woods with a complicated environment, the few people chasing behind seemed to be very anxious, and they even fought hard to catch up, and one of them was still running, shouting commands, apparently to guide the other people to intercept before going deep into the dense forest.

"Bad luck! there are so many places where you don't drill, why did you just bump into me?" After finding that he had tried his best to avoid trouble, but trouble still came to the door, Ye Qiuli couldn't help but curse secretly.

"八格亚路!彼はすぐにキャッチ......"

Just when Ye Qiuli was about to change his hiding place because of trouble, a sudden and extremely loud cry suddenly came into his ears, making his movements stagnant. Although he didn't understand what that sentence meant, he could hear the words "Eight Grid Tooth Road" clearly.