In a certain room in the Alchemy Pavilion, He Qing was leaning on a Taishi chair, holding a purple-red pill between his thumb and forefinger, looking up and down. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Yes, although it is only a low-grade Qi Cultivation Pill, it is already commendable to be able to refine it alone in just half a year. He Qing nodded and said with satisfaction.

"This is thanks to the teachings of the Master. Yuan Fei said respectfully.

"There is no need to say flattery, the old man has not taught you anything during this time. However, since you have completed the requirements, the old man will not lose his word, and accept you as a personal disciple. He Qing glanced at Yuan Fei, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Disciple, thank you, Master!" Hearing this, Yuan Fei was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed down.

"In this way, from today onwards, you will directly move to live next to the teacher, so that it is convenient for the teacher to teach you the art of alchemy. He Qing smiled slightly and said.

At first, He Qing thought that Yuan Fei just had something to do with Chen Qianyun, and wanted to use it to get some oil and water.

Who knew that this son really had a lot of talent in alchemy, so He Qing was really tempted.

To be honest, with his immortal cultivation qualifications, if he had cultivated wholeheartedly back then, there was a good chance that he would have advanced to the Yuan Shen stage.

But most of his time was spent on studying alchemy, so he had the embarrassing situation now.

Now that he has not much longevity left, he has long wanted to pass on what he has learned, but he has not found a suitable disciple.

And whether it is talent or perseverance, Yuan Fei has been the most satisfying to him over the years, and he is naturally the candidate for his personal disciple.

When Yuan Fei heard this, he looked overjoyed, and after thanking him, he turned around and left the room.

From the next day, Yuan Fei obeyed He Qing's arrangement and stayed in the stone room next to his room.

After that, whether He Qing was refining pills or consulting classics, Yuan Fei would be inseparable from him.

Under the unreserved teaching of He Qing, an alchemy master, Yuan Fei's attainments in alchemy can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds.

And Huang Dong and the other disciples in the Alchemy Pavilion, there were originally many people who were jealous of this, but after seeing that Yuan Fei's alchemy was indeed progressing rapidly, far from being comparable to his own efforts, he couldn't help but bury his head in hard study.

These people are holding back a lot of energy in their hearts, and no one wants to be left behind.

Not to mention, Huang Dong and another disciple really made a lot of progress in the art of alchemy, and with Yuan Fei's help, the two were finally accepted by He Qing as registered disciples, and Huang Dong and the others were very grateful to Yuan Fei.

That's it, three years passed in a flash!

On this day, Yuan Fei did not refine the elixir as usual, but instead took a silver rune pen and drew on a piece of rune paper on the surface of the square table.

Today, Yuan Fei has been under He Qingmen for three years.

At first, Yuan Fei's alchemy technique improved so fast, but it was obvious to all. After that, it was only two years, and his alchemy skills reached the level of a middle-level alchemist, which couldn't help but be staggering.

But since he became a mid-level alchemist, the speed of Yuan Fei's alchemy improvement has slowed down, until he actually stagnated half a year ago.

He knew in his heart that his alchemy had reached a bottleneck, and in addition to slowly accumulating in the future, it was only possible to make further progress after his cultivation reached the advanced fusion yuan stage.

However, fortunately, with the help of the pill provided by He Qing and the pill earned by Yuan Fei's own alchemy, he has now successfully advanced to the eighth level of qi training.

In addition, the spirit insect 'Thousand Poisonous Bees' that he received back then, after swallowing a large amount of medicinal residue, his breath soared, and until now, each of them has the appearance of no less than the second-level cultivation of Qi training.

This was a surprise for him.

Since Yuan Fei's alchemy encountered a bottleneck half a year ago, he simply paused it, and instead studied the way of making talismans.

After devoting himself to the way of talisman making, Yuan Fei was out of control and locked himself in the stone room as if he was enchanted.

Whether it is the ground, the table, or the wooden chair, there are all blank sigils, or finished sigils that have already been made.

Not to mention, that Huang Lun really didn't say anything. Originally, Yuan Fei learned the way of talisman making, even if he had the talisman making experience given by Huang Lun, it would be difficult to make great progress without three or two years.

Who knew that in only about half a year, Yuan Fei had been able to produce low-level talismans, and the success rate was still above three or four percent.

However, to refine the talisman, you must first learn a certain five-element spell.

Yuan Fei had only practiced the fireball technique that was most suitable for himself among the Five Elements spells, and he had no research on the other spells.

In his opinion, when fighting with people, there are few opportunities to cast spells. What's more, cultivating spells with other attributes is tantamount to half the effort, and he wouldn't be stupid enough to waste a lot of time for this.

Therefore, in the talisman seal made by Yuan Fei, all the seals were fireball techniques.

At this time, Yuan Feichang took a long breath and put away the silver spirit pen in his hand.

He turned his head to look at the house full of talismans, and a sense of satisfaction suddenly rose in his heart.

There are hundreds of low-level rune seals here, and if they are exchanged for spirit stones, they are worth hundreds of pieces.

And the rune paper used to refine the rune seal only cost dozens of spirit stones, plus the blood of some fire attribute spirit beasts, a total of more than a hundred spirit stones.

If you do the math, he's made a lot of money.

However, these talismans are still of great use to Yuan Fei, and he doesn't want to sell them so easily.

So after Yuan Fei smirked on his face, he tied up all the talismans and put them all in the storage bag.

After doing this, Yuan Fei was already exhausted, and after yawning, he directly lay on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, Yuan Fei was concentrating on drawing a talisman as before.

At this moment, a red light suddenly flashed on the stone wall, and a flash of fire flew in.

Yuan Fei's spirit was scattered, and with a "poof", the talisman seal he was drawing on his hand suddenly spontaneously combusted and turned into ashes.

After shaking his head and smiling bitterly, he grabbed the firelight in his hand with one move, and the light turned into a talisman.

Yuan Fei released his divine sense and swept it towards the talisman seal, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

This transmission note was sent by his teacher, He Qing.

It turned out that for a while, He Qing was refining several pills in the earth fire room.

But because one of the pills was difficult to refine, during the refining process, there was a sudden accident, and a furnace of pills was considered to be in vain.

And these are all privately owned by the high-level monks of the sect, although there is some surplus, but the 'Spirit Luo Fruit' in it has lost a lot, if it can be replenished by another one, it can barely be refined again.

Naturally, he couldn't ask the senior for it anymore, so he had to find some by himself.

However, although this Lingluo fruit is not too precious, it is not easy to find, and there is no stock in the Alchemy Pavilion, so you must try your luck in the market.

But He Qing still needed to continue refining other pills, so he had no choice but to leave the matter to Yuan Fei.

And He Qing made it clear that the spirit stones needed to buy the Lingluo Fruit would be returned to Yuan Fei without a penny afterwards.

After Yuan Fei carefully read the contents of the transmission note, he couldn't help frowning.

It's not that he won't be able to get back the spirit stone when the time comes, but this spirit fruit is really difficult to find.

However, since the master has a life, he can only do his best.

Thinking of this, Yuan Fei packed up his things and left Qingyue Peak and headed towards Xianyun Valley.

At the same time, in the 'Tianyuan Palace' of Qingyue Peak, a black-bearded old man was sitting on a Taishi chair, quietly listening to what a man was saying.

The old man was in his fifties, wearing a purple brocade robe, with a majestic face, and at first glance he looked like a person who had been in a high position for a long time.

The man below was dressed in a gray shirt, and after reporting the matter clearly, he stood respectfully with his hands down, not daring to take a breath.

"The national treasure was stolen?" After listening to the gray-shirted man's story, the purple-robed old man couldn't help frowning.

"Uncle Hui, the envoy of the Yuanxia Kingdom came to this sect for this matter. The man in the gray shirt replied truthfully.

Listening to the words of the gray-shirted man, the purple-robed old man sitting on the Taishi's chair was the head of the Nine Swords Sect, 'Jiang Hong'.

"Since it was a national treasure that was stolen, it was supposed to send someone to investigate thoroughly, why did you have to travel thousands of miles to come to this sect?" Jiang Hong said with a smile in his heart.

"Uncle Master doesn't know that the lord of Yuanxia has searched inside and outside the palace, and he has not found any clues at all. Therefore, he suspected that this matter was done by an immortal cultivator, so he sent an envoy to this sect, hoping that this sect could send disciples to help. In addition, the other three major sects of the righteous path also had envoys go to each other. The man in the gray shirt arched his hand and explained.

"What treasures can there be in the secular court, at most those gold and jade vessels, they must have been stolen by some loose cultivator. In this way, the court of the Yuanxia Kingdom has enshrined a lot of immortal cultivation resources in this sect for many years, and now that there is something to ask for, it can't stand idly by.

However, it's just a trivial matter of finding things, and if there are any of the outer disciples who haven't received the task recently, just follow the envoy of Yuanxia Kingdom to make a trip. Jiang Hong pursed his lips disdainfully, and then casually ordered.

"The disciple obeyed. The gray-shirted man nodded yes and exited the hall.

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In the Immortal Cloud Valley, the figure of a man in black kept going in and out of various shops.

This man is Yuan Fei who came to Xianyun Valley.

Up to now, he had been in Xianyun Valley for an hour, and although he had also found a few Lingluo Fruits during the period, they were either a little shriveled, or the year was too low, and they couldn't meet the requirements of alchemy.

At this time, Yuan Fei walked out of a shop again, with a worried face.

However, although his face is not good, it is not without any gains.

According to the shopkeeper, hundreds of miles away from the east side of the valley, there is a valley called 'Aoba Valley', and there is also a market in the valley.

However, it was already out of the jurisdiction of the Nine Swords Sect, and it was completely under the territory of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance. And from the moment it was revealed, this Aoba Valley is no different from an ordinary fang market on the surface, but there are many scattered cultivation forces, and in order to earn high profits, an underground fang market has been opened in it.