In the entire Yuanling Sect, the disciples of Qingling Peak were the best at refining pills.

However, most of the elixirs refined were from one to six grades.

As for the seven-pin pill, it is not impossible to refine, but without the pill, there is no way to refine it.

Even, for more than a hundred years, the disciples of Yuanlingmen have traveled all over the world, wanting to get some seven-grade pills from outside, but their price has discouraged Yuanlingmen.

With the background of the Yuan Ling Gate, I can't afford it at all.

It can be seen that the value of the seven pins of Danfang.

Right now, among the Jedi, there were suddenly six seven-rank pill formulas recorded in animal skins, which immediately attracted everyone's attention and made everyone's hearts flutter.

Even the Supreme Elder Chiye was trembling at this moment, and he couldn't wait to step into it immediately and take back the six Seven-Rank Dan Fangs.

"The Seven Rank Dan Fang is invaluable, it must be recaptured!" a sequence disciple from Qingling Peak shouted violently, his words sonorous and powerful.

"Once I have the Seven-Rank Pill Formula, my Yuan Lingmen will definitely be able to refine the Seven-Rank Pill!" the other disciple looked excited.

"I heard that the Seven Rank Pill is of great use to all the Supreme Elders, we must take it back!" another disciple gritted his teeth.

Then, one disciple after another, they walked out separately, ready to step into the Jedi.

"Nonsense!"

At this moment, Elder Taishang Akaba shouted angrily, as if he had knocked everyone awake with a bang.

Then, Elder Taishang Chiye raised his hand and waved, and an unstoppable force swept out, sweeping everyone out dozens of feet away.

"Among the Jedi, don't say it's you, even us old guys, once we step into it, we are all likely to get lost!"

Akaba turned around and faced all the disciples, his gaze becoming very sharp at this moment.

One of the disciples who was just about to step into the Jedi couldn't help but say, "But, Elder Taishang, are we just watching those six Seven Rank Dan Formulas and being indifferent?"

"I've been waiting for more than a hundred years, what are you afraid of if you wait for a while?" Akaba snorted coldly, as if he didn't want to say more.

Lu Qingshan thought of Zhen Han, who had suddenly left the Holy Head Peak, and had a faint guess in his heart, could it be that the Supreme Elders already had a way?

However, the Million Soul Banner is a holy weapon, can it really be completely suppressed?

Lu Qingshan shook his head, not optimistic in his heart.

If it can really be suppressed, then it must have been suppressed many years ago, so why wait until now?

Among the Jedi, six seven-rank pills suddenly flew up, attracting the attention of many people, Elder Taishang Akaba thought for a while, and said slowly: "You all go back, don't stay here, you will naturally understand after a while." ”

After Akaba finished speaking, he did not leave, but chose to personally guard outside the Jedi to avoid a disciple from breaking into the Jedi on impulse.

It's so dangerous that if you're not careful, you'll get lost in it, and it's hard to get out.

Lu Qingshan said goodbye to Elder Taishang Chiye, returned to the Library Pavilion, and continued to read.

In the past two days, Lu Qingshan has basically read all the martial arts about footwork in the library pavilion, and even when he went out for a walk, Lu Qingshan deliberately showed them to experience it.

But in the end, Lu Qingshan shook his head, feeling a little disappointed.

These footwork martial arts have their own characteristics, but similarly, they have their own flaws.

Yes, too much energy is consumed.

Yes, when performing footwork, it will affect Lu Qingshan's sword skills.

And so on, all sorts of questions, and so on.

Then, Lu Qingshan re-read all the footwork martial arts, hoping to fuse a new martial art.

However, when Lu Qingshan tried to fuse, he found that if he wanted to fuse a new martial art, his own background was still not enough.

Moreover, even if it is true that new martial arts can be fused, it will not be possible to do it in a short period of time.

In the end, Lu Qingshan shook his head and sighed and gave up this idea.

Outside the Library Pavilion.

The old-timer's face was withered, the wrinkles on his face were deep into the knife, and his expression did not seem to be sad or happy, and he was leaning over and sweeping the ground with a broom.

Lu Qingshan walked out of the library pavilion, ready to take a walk, calm his injured heart, and then come back to read well.

But suddenly, Lu Qingshan caught a glimpse of the movements of the old-timers, and recalled the footwork of the old-timers who left a few days ago, which seemed to contain a kind of mystery.

In the past two days, Lu Qingshan has been reading the footwork martial arts in the library pavilion, although he did not choose to practice, but his theoretical knowledge is already very rich.

Lu Qingshan confirmed the two phases, and immediately found that the footwork mastered by the old-timers was not in the record in the library pavilion at all.

Lu Qingshan's eyes were infused with the power of cultivation, staring at the old-timers without blinking, wanting to see through the subtlety.

However, until a long time passed, Lu Qingshan couldn't help but find out very helplessly that every step of the old-timers seemed to be the same as ordinary people, and there was no mystery at all.

Lu Qingshan couldn't help but doubt, could it be that everything in the past was all because the cultivation of the old-timers was too strong, and it had nothing to do with his footwork?

When the cultivation is strong enough, its speed will naturally be increased accordingly.

However, Lu Qingshan did not give up and was unwilling to give up, his eyes locked the figure of the old-timer, and he kept moving with the other party.

The old-timer's face was withered, and his gray hair was scattered behind him, as if he didn't notice it, but he just lowered his head and swept the ground very quietly.

Suddenly, the old-timers stepped out.

This step seems to be very ordinary, but it contains a special mystery.

When he took a step, his figure had already appeared three or five feet away.

Lu Qingshan's eyes immediately lit up, and the essence in his eyes seemed to be able to be released, and he said in a low voice: "That's it, it's this kind of footwork!"

After a while, the old-timers finished cleaning an area, and their withered faces were not sad or happy, and they actually took another step.

Lu Qingshan's eyes lit up again, wanting to grasp the subtlety.

However, the wonder of it is simply wonderful, Lu Qingshan has only seen it twice with his own eyes, how can he grasp it at once?

Three days have passed.

In the past three days, among the Jedi, in addition to the sword tablet and the six seven-rank pills, the Taishan copy map rose into the air again.

However, unlike last time, this time, the black fog around Tarzan's copy map was completely submerged in the black fog.

Outside the Jedi, his vision was blocked, and he couldn't see the picture in the copy of Tarzan at all.

The disciples of the Yuanling Sect were shocked.

However, with the suppression of the Supreme Elder Akaba, no disciples have stepped into the Jedi for a while.

On this day, Lu Qingshan returned to the Library Pavilion from outside the Jedi and once again saw the old man's footwork full of mysteries.

What is different from the past is that this time, the old-timers seem to have specially practiced for Lu Qingshan, and every step out of the country is full of mystery.

Lu Qingshan stood in place in a daze, his eyes were firmly fixed on the footwork of the old-timer, his heart trembled, and he seemed to be able to grasp that special mystery at any time.

(End of chapter)