Half an hour later, Mu Yu used a dagger to carefully put all the purple leaves into the jade box, and then threw them into the storage bag. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the end, the number of purple leaf grasses in this pond was as high as 362!

Mu Yu smacked his lips happily, touched the storage bag containing purple leaf grass, he had also felt the taste of getting rich overnight, compared to robbing a considerable amount of spirit stones from Senior Brother Tong, now his mood has become very calm, except for some joy, there is no too strong feeling.

Mu Yu swept his eyes to the pool water in the clear small pool, the black armored snake that was seriously injured just now, when he was taking the pool water, his languid expression became a little bright, and it seemed that the injury had improved a little?

Scooped a little pool of water with a small black jar, put it in front of the nose and sniffed, a trace of elegant chime fragrance came into the nose, Mu Yu's eyes showed a trace of surprise, carefully took a sip, suddenly, the pool water in the mouth turned into a gaseous shape, a warm air flow spread all over the body, the muscles and veins were faintly hot, as if they were expanding, and the lungs and intestines were also burned by hot soup, which was very uncomfortable, but it was also very comfortable.

However, after taking a sip, the spiritual power in Mu Yu's body only increased slightly, and the effect was almost equal to that of the spiritual dew liquid, which made Mu Yu feel a little disappointed.

About two minutes later, Mu Yu stored a jar of pool water, and used a dozen jade bottles to fill some pool water. Although the effect is no different from the spirit dew liquid, it is equivalent to the value of a spiritual liquid, and the taste is also good, so it is good to keep it and drink it slowly.

After looking around, after missing nothing, Mu Yu swept towards the snake's den with satisfaction, and disappeared here after a few vertical jumps.

Back at the outer gate, Mu Yu sold most of the materials he had obtained from the black armor snake to the outer sect.

As a core disciple of the sect, he is already considered to belong to the high-level of the sect, and if there is no accident in the future, his achievements will either be an elder in the foundation building period or a deacon in the foundation building period. The two black-armored snakes hunted by Muyu belong to individuals according to the rules of the sect, and they can be kept by themselves or sold to the sect, and they do not have to hand over seventy percent of the things.

The Immortal Cultivation Sect is like a small river and lake, and it is also like a small country, with a strict hierarchical status system, corresponding to different powers and benefits.

Stepping into the teleportation array, I returned to the inner door.

Passing through a pink peach blossom world, Mu Yu informed Elder Han, and in a blink of an eye, he couldn't wait to announce the retreat again.

It is also normal for immortal cultivators to retreat occasionally, some retreat ten times a year, some twenty times, and once in a few years.

For this diligent, highly perceptive disciple, Elder Han's heart was actually quite complicated, if it weren't for that incident, maybe Mu Yu would become one of the most outstanding disciples under his command.

Although the spiritual root of the pastoral language was not good, and the cultivation speed was not very fast, Elder Han would not judge a person's future achievements because of this. He lived a long time, and the people he saw and the things he knew were enough to compile hundreds of thick books. The spiritual root is good, although it has a great advantage, but it does not determine everything, and the poor spiritual root does not mean that it is impossible to build a foundation and form a pill in this life.

The second-grade spiritual root achievement is in the Dan stage, and even the monks in the Yuan Infant stage, Elder Han can say five or six!

Of course, almost all of these strong people are ancient people, and now the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is scarce, and the cultivation resources are becoming less and less, and the level of the spiritual root gradually determines everything, any sect will focus on spending the cultivation resources on the disciples with good spiritual roots, and occasionally from the hand, a little resource flows out, so with the idea of trying it out, among the many second-grade spiritual root disciples, select the outstanding ones to cultivate and cultivate.

Now, according to the characters that Elder Han knows, the monks who have advanced to the Dan stage with second-grade spiritual roots are all rare existences, and those who have advanced to the Yuan Infant Stage may have, but a slap can definitely be counted.

The result of this is inseparable from the gradual lack of aura in heaven and earth, and it is the biggest culprit.

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In the thatched hut, Mu Yu took out the alchemy furnace made of black black iron and put it in the place where the sun was shining.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Yu pinched his hands together, shot a flame into the alchemy furnace, heated it for a few minutes, and when it reached a certain temperature, he put a purple leaf grass along the medicine port and threw it into the alchemy furnace.

Because this is not an alchemy hall, it cannot connect to the veins of earth fire and urge the earth fire alchemy, so the flame of alchemy can only rely on the flame turned by the spiritual power of the pastor, and according to the current strength of the pastor, it can maintain the state of "flame not extinguished" for three hours at most.

However, three hours is enough time for Mu Yu to refine three batches of Spirit Snatching Pills, and after a year of retreat, Mu Yu's alchemy skills have also improved a lot, and one furnace can be refined at the same time, and the market stipulates that there are four or five parts of Qi Liquid or Spirit Dew Liquid. The second-grade alchemist in the foundation building period, when refining the first-grade pill, can refine more than a dozen copies at the same time in one furnace, and the success rate is as high as more than sixty percent.

With both palms against the wall of the furnace, Mu Yu concentrated his attention until the purple leaf grass turned into a liquid state, patted the lid of the furnace, guided out the refined purple leaf herbal liquid, put it into a jade bottle, and then threw in the first flavor of the adjuvant medicine, closed the lid of the furnace and began to refine.

Although the steps of refining the Spirit Snatching Pill were not complicated, it was a little difficult for Mu Yu, a beginner with only two years of experience in refining medicine.

A month later, more than a hundred purple-leaved grasses disappeared, and a total of fifty-seven elixirs were refined.

That's a lot of progress!

In the hut at the end of April, the fire in the stove was not dazzling, but the temperature was high, reaching more than eighty degrees Celsius. Ling Muyu was covered in hot sweat, and he silently recited the meditation mantra before suppressing a sense of irritability.

Mu Yu did not rest, he was still in retreat to comprehend the way of alchemy, he felt that he was only a thin line away from the real first-grade alchemist, as long as he worked hard, he could cross the barrier in front of him and become a noble alchemist.

And one of the criteria for judging a first-grade alchemist is to refine a pure color elixir within half an hour, and the failure rate cannot be higher than one-third.

In other words, Mu Yu had to spend half an hour refining a pure color elixir in the three materials, without a trace of medicinal impurities!

Time flies, and the years are merciless, all flowing through the cracks in the palm.

In the blink of an eye, the weather is the end of summer, and a hint of coolness in the air is also blowing in the face.

The rolling autumn wind swept the maple leaves, and the lonely withered curtain call;

There is a hint of gloom, and a little desolation.

Soon, half a year had passed since the time of the pastoral retreat again. He pondered in failure, and comprehended the truth of 'refining medicine' in his thinking.

More than 300 purple-leaved grasses saw the bottom in the blink of an eye, and Mu Yu also woke up from his madness, the whole person seemed to be more calm, and the immaturity on his face had faded a lot, becoming a trace of condensation and maturity.