Chapter Twenty-Five: A Hundred Years of Hard Work
Wow!
A flash of light suddenly appeared in a small world filled with medicinal fragrance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Mu Yu closed his eyes and frowned slightly, and when the dizziness of his mind was gone, he opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding scene.
The sky was blue, and the earth was brown and covered with a layer of green grass. It's no different from the outside world.
However, the elixir is everywhere here, and the rich aura is rushing into the nose, and even a flower and a small grass also contain a trace of spirituality.
Mu Yu pulled down a small grass, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully, and soon, the grass turned into a stream of heat, flowing in the meridians of his body, and his spiritual power suddenly increased a few threads.
It is not an exaggeration to call it the Immortal Dao Mansion!!
"It's a pity that I heard that this small world can't be opened for a long time, otherwise the aura in it will overflow, and over time, it will become an ordinary world. Mu Yu shook his head, this broken small world is thousands of miles in radius, and it is not a problem to accommodate the next Immortal Cultivation Sect, after all, the scale of the Immortal Cultivation Sect now is far from being comparable to the ancient great sects. If the Sword Sect moves here, within a hundred years, the overall strength will increase by at least five times.
Mu Yu picked some elixirs that were more than 50 years old and put them in a storage bag specially for elixirs.
In Mu Yu's waist, there are four gray pouches, each with 30 square meters of storage space, the first is used to hold talisman treasures, the second is used to hold elixirs, the third is used to hold spirit stones, silver, clothes and other things, and the fourth is used to hold elixirs.
Although the teleportation was random, the distance between the twenty outer disciples participating in the competition was actually not too far, and the maximum distance was only more than thirty miles.
After all, although this small world is incomplete and a broken piece, it is also thousands of miles in radius, and even if it is a monk in the Dan period, it will take days and nights to fly to the edge of the sky.
There was no need for Mu Yu to look for it, and after the rest of the people mastered the surrounding terrain, they began to attack the disciples who participated in the competition.
During the five-day competition, Mu Yu avoided the rest of the participating disciples for the first two days, looking for precious elixirs with peace of mind. A total of 14 80-year-old elixirs, 29 50-year-old elixirs, and more than 100 ordinary elixirs were collected.
The older the elixir, the greater the value. The price of a fifty-year-old elixir outside is hundreds of low-grade spirit stones, and the hundred-year-old elixir is as high as more than a thousand lower-grade spirit stones.
In a certain cave, in the darkness, Mu Yu sat cross-legged, took out a thirty-year-old elixir from a small black jar, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.
The bitter and sour elixir melted almost immediately in the mouth, turned into a warm trickle, and was swallowed into the stomach by the pastoral language.
Boom!
I only heard a dull voice come out, and the warm medicinal juice flowed in each meridian of the pastoral language, making each meridian expand slightly, and a feeling of swelling and pain was transmitted from top to bottom of the body.
After two days of cultivation in the small black jar, the medicinal properties of this thirty-year-old elixir had more than doubled, almost on par with a fifty-year-old elixir.
With Mu Yu's current strength, he can only swallow fifty years of elixir alive at most, and if he wants to take eighty years of elixir, the only end is to be supported to death by the violent medicinal power.
Call~~
For a long time, the pastor let out a long breath of turbidity. He felt the fluctuations of spiritual power in his body, and he had reached the peak level of the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Period!
However, Mu Yu knows very well that since refining five years ago, it is quite difficult to break through the first layer, with his qualifications, it is normal to break through the first layer in two or three years, even Zhang Bao, the first person in the outer gate, also reached the realm of refining seven at the age of fifteen, and a few days ago, he advanced to the peak of refining seven.
"This little black jar is really an anti-heaven level treasure, in just two days, it has grown from thirty years of elixir to fifty years of elixir power...... Judging from this situation, if I can have enough elixirs, spirit stones, and elixirs, at the age of fifteen, I may be able to reach the peak of refining the eighth, sweep through the entire outer gate, win the first place, and enter the inner gate to practice!" Mu Yu looked at the black small jar, his eyes suddenly became hot, if he didn't have this anti-heaven treasure, he might only be comparable to Zhang Bao at most - it was difficult to build a foundation in this life, and there was no hope of forming a pill.
Suddenly, Mu Yu's expression moved, and he heard a fight outside the cave.
Mu Yu did not reach the foundation building stage, he did not cultivate his divine sense, when he pushed away the stone that covered the entrance of the cave, and when he came outside, he found that there were two disciples, who were entangled with a first-order peak demon beast.
Demon beasts are divided into eight levels, corresponding to the eight realms of cultivating immortals, namely the Qi refining period, the foundation building period, the Dan period, the Yuan Infant period, the distraction period, the return to the void period, the Merge Dao period, and the Mahayana period.
And this first-order peak demon beast has the same strength as a cultivator of the Nine Refining Sect, but its true combat power, even a cultivator in the foundation building period will feel tricky.
The realm of these two disciples is only refining the seven realms, and judging by their combat power, compared with Zhang Bao, they are slightly inferior. As time passed, the two Refining Seven disciples gradually stopped supporting themselves, but they did not have the slightest intention of retreating.
Mu Yu moved cautiously, and with the help of the cover of rocks and grass, not far from the fight between the two people and the beast, he found a brown-yellow fruit growing on the ground, faintly exuding a pungent smell.
"It's the fruit of hard work!" the pastor was shocked.
The bitter fruit is the main medicine for refining the Tsukidan, and the ripe bitter fruit takes at least a hundred years of growth time.
The pungent aura emitted by this bitter fruit is one of the signs of ripeness, and it is no wonder that there is a first-order peak demon beast here. And every elixir that is born in heaven and earth will be guarded by powerful demon beasts.
Even if this bitter fruit is taken away by the sect at that time, but a mature bitter fruit, plus some auxiliary medicines, and a medicine furnace, can at least refine three Zhuji Dan, even if the sect is reluctant to give you a Zhuji Dan, it will use the rest of the things to compensate you, and will never be greedy for this kind of cheapness.
Roar!
The tiger demon beast that looked like a fierce tiger roared violently, and a wind blade erupted from its mouth, bursting out with the highest peak power, shaking the air slightly, and slashing towards a Refining Seven Disciple.
"Not good!" Yu Jie shouted to himself, patted the storage bag, a talisman was attached to his leg, and a stream of cyan air flowed around his feet, only to hear the sound of "whoosh", he immediately turned into an afterimage, and the wind blade also quickly hit the faint shadow that was slowly disappearing.
Burst!
A canopy of blood spilled, and the wind blade still grazed one of Yu Jie's legs, leaving a lot of blood marks from the side of his stomach to his thigh.
"Senior Brother Yu!" Another Refining Seventh disciple hurriedly rushed over and caught Yu Jie's body. Immediately, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he immediately pushed it, wanting to send Yu Jie into the mouth of the tiger demon beast.
Bang!
A spell hit the body of the seventh refining disciple, and Yu Jie looked coldly at the seventh refining disciple with a shocked and desperate face, only to hear a "poof". The belly of the seventh disciple of refining was pierced by the fangs of the tiger demon beast.
"Ah......" A terrible scream sounded, accompanied by a burst of curses, and the vitality of the seventh disciple of the refining sect gradually disappeared.
Before the start of the game, the elder repeatedly emphasized that it was not allowed to kill or cripple people, but he didn't expect that there were still people who dared to disobey the yang and the yin!
The two of them calculated each other, and they didn't have any good intentions from the beginning, but in the end, they calculated and calculated, and this Yu Jie was a step ahead, and borrowed the hand of the tiger demon beast to kill another disciple of the seventh refiner.
"Duh!" Yu Jie pinched the law, a rune treasure flying sword swept away, boom, the flying sword exploded, directly blowing off half of the head of the tiger demon beast, even before it had time to swallow it, the corpse of another refining seventh disciple was also blown up.