Chapter 0014 Martial Disciple Mid-Stage

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Medicine Boy, Medicine Master, Medicine Sect, Medicine King, Medicine Emperor, Medicine Sage, Medicine Emperor, Medicine Emperor, of course, the elixirs refined by different levels of alchemists are also different. The pills refined by the medicine boy and the pharmacist are collectively referred to as all medicines, and the more pills there are, the better the quality of the pills. The pills refined by the Medicine Sect, the Medicine King, the Medicine Emperor, the Medicine Sage, and the Medicine Emperor are respectively called the Zong Medicine, the King Medicine, the Emperor Medicine, the Holy Medicine, and the Emperor Medicine, and the pills with different qualities at each level are divided into the first grade, the middle grade, the high grade and the best pills.

Generally speaking, a nine-pattern mortal medicine can be sold for more than 1,000 spirit stones at most, and a beginner medicine will also be sold for more than 1,000 spirit stones at the lowest. Some people say that alchemists are a gospel for martial arts cultivators, but others say that they are vampires. However, it is undeniable that alchemist is indeed the most lucrative profession in the world.

Wu Yuan circled around the medicine tripod and carefully examined the six small spirit pills. Yes, it is six pills, four pills with one Dan pattern, one pill with two Dan patterns and one pill with three Dan patterns. Wu Yuan felt the surging heartbeat, good guy, if you make a move, you will earn six or seven hundred spirit stones.

Wu Yuan pinched his fingers, and swallowed a small elixir in his mouth. The little spirit pill melted in his mouth, and Wu Yuan only felt a warm stream appear in his abdomen, spreading to his whole body. The spiritual power consumed by alchemy just now actually recovered most of it in an instant.

Wu Yuan was in a good mood, this was the first time in his life! After that, Wu Yuan took out the box that had been prepared and carefully put it in, as cautious as moving a child.

Then, Wu Yuan sat in front of the medicine tripod again, and after calming down, a flame shot into the tripod, and he actually started alchemy again. Striking while the iron is hot is a good thing to grind, the most important thing is practice, and perfection in Wu Yuan's heart is his goal.

Time passed quickly, but Wu Yuan, who was immersed in the pleasure of alchemy, did not feel that it was long at all. A year passed quickly, and during this period, Wu Yuan had refined more than 200 pills alone, of which more than 30 pills with six pill patterns had reached the mark. This is simply unthinkable for a martial cultivator who has only cultivated to the early stage of martial arts and is refining pills for the first time.

Wu Yuan stared at the medicine tripod again, among them, there were as many as eleven small spirit pills, and among them, there were five small spirit pills with six pills. Wu Yuan frowned, he didn't even have a small elixir with seven Dan patterns. This year, the herbs for refining the Little Spirit Pill had been exhausted by him, and today was the last furnace.

Wu Yuan put away the little elixir, since he had already refined the little elixir, then he would take a look at the other elixirs. Thinking of this, the "Pharmacopoeia" once again came to Wu Yuan's mind.

In the following year, Wu Yuan refined some Qingyun Pill, Hemostasis Pill and Peiyuan Pill respectively. However, Wu Yuan, who came down from the alchemy, was not as lucky as refining the small spirit pill, after all, the refining technique of the Qingyun Pill was more difficult than the small spirit pill, and the furnace alone exploded no less than seven or eight times. This actually hit Wu Yuan's newly established confidence.

In fact, the reason why Wu Yuan was able to successfully refine the Little Spirit Pill was that in addition to his cultivation of the Fire Control Sutra, the most important point was that he had a Divine Fire Martial Vein. Whether you chop wood fast or not depends on whether the knife is sharp. Coupled with Wu Yuan's cognitive understanding of medicinal herbs and his special feelings, this led to the appearance of the Four Heavens Dan Pattern Little Spirit Pill.

The refining of the Hemostatic Pill and the Pei Yuan Pill is much simpler, but the Pei Yuan Pill has little effect on martial cultivators, but for ordinary mortals, it has the effect of Pei Yuan and longevity.

Wu Yuan glanced at the sleeping golden pupil beside him, since he had swallowed the little elixir a few times, he had been like this every time. The only thing that has changed is that the body of the golden pupil has become thicker, and Wu Yuan has become a bit of a monk.

In the past two years, Wu Yuan's understanding of the "Pharmacopoeia" has been greatly improved, and the theory that everything is medicine has taken root in Wu Yuan's thought. According to the "Pharmacopoeia", the alchemist has more salvation than just refining high-quality pills. However, this is still too far away for Wu Yuan, he just wants to be a good alchemist now.

Wu Yuan closed the "Pharmacopoeia", and the "Ten Thousand Fire True Scripture" appeared in his mind. It's been two years, and it's time to practice the Fire Control Sutra well.

"To cultivate the Fire Control Sutra, we must first be familiar with the nature of fire and solve its confusion, then refine its fire and cultivate painstakingly, and finally practice makes perfect, eclectic and changeable, and the ..... is important." Wu Yuan silently recited the words of the Fire Control Sutra in his heart, and seriously experienced and perceived the changes in his body's martial veins at this time.

Wu Yuan sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and the whole person seemed to be out of this space and world.

Whew! Wu Yuan's whole body seemed to be suddenly ignited, and the flames were burning, but Wu Yuan was still as usual. I saw that the flames were burning bigger and bigger, burning more and more fiercely, almost occupying the entire cultivation space. The golden pupils seemed to have a sense, raised their heads slightly, and rushed into Wu Yuan's body and turned into a snake pattern.

The temperature of the cultivation space had risen sharply, and this was not worth mentioning at all for Wu Yuan, who had a Divine Fire Martial Vein. The flames continued to rise, and a line of flame swirled around, some into spears, some into sharp blades, and some into a great axe... They stabbed into the cultivation space, and their blades declared war on the giant axes...

Immediately after, Wu Yuan's body moved slightly, inhaling all the flames like a whale swallowing. At this moment, his whole body was red, and the flames slowly overflowed from his body like water, sometimes turning into a red shield, sometimes like armor attached to his body, and sometimes turning into a ribbon of flame that was unknown how long surrounded him...

In the fourth year of the cultivation space, Wu Yuan's whole body was red at this time, and the divine fire martial veins looked criss-crossed, and often the beads of sweat on his head had already volatilized without a trace before they could roll down. However, his expression was painful, his fists clenched, his muscles bulging, and his breathing became long and heavy.

Suddenly, Wu Yuan grabbed the small elixir placed beside him and stuffed it into his mouth. A surging spiritual power immediately surged in Wu Yuan's dry body.

"Open another one, open it for me!"

Wu Yuan roared, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and the whole person was instantly inflated. I saw that Wu Yuan's Divine Fire Martial Vein became more and more bright red and bright, and when Wu Yuan was at all costs, the Divine Fire Martial Vein skyrocketed, and a trace of blood-colored liquid was squeezed out of the Martial Vein. Although it was pitiful, it made the Divine Fire Martial Vein instantly fill, and the speed of spiritual power running in the Martial Vein was not twice as fast.

And at this moment, Wu Yuan went from the center of his right foot to his right shoulder, from the palm of his left hand to the palm of his right hand, and from the center of his eyebrows to his heart, and the entire three martial veins were connected at the same time. Counting the martial veins opened in the previous three years, Wu Yuan now has forty-two divine fire martial veins.

The time for a martial artist to open up the martial veins is also known as the opening period. The number of martial veins possessed by a martial artist varies, but the maximum number of martial veins is only one hundred and eight. The more martial veins one has, the greater the potential of a martial artist, the faster one can cultivate, the smaller the shackles, and the farther he goes.

Not long after Wu Yuan opened the three Divine Fire Martial Veins, an even more powerful aura suddenly appeared from his body, several times stronger than him in the early stage of the martial apprentice.

Wu Yuan was unhurried, and after exhaling and inhaling, the spiritual power on his body slowly converged. He smiled, because at this moment he had already entered the middle stage of martial arts.