Of course, after a long time, Qin Bufan also slowly figured out some methods, although when refining pills, there is no guarantee that each furnace can be refined, but out of ten furnaces, the success rate of five furnaces can still be guaranteed. Of course, since Qin Bufan had only entered the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Period for a short time, he could not guarantee that he would be able to continue to use the spiritual fire for a long time, so Qin Bufan could only refine some low-grade pills.

For example, the Ascending Dragon Pill that can increase cultivation, and the Clear Spirit Pill that can be used to replenish spiritual power. Of course, after eating these pills, the effect is not very good, and it belongs to the kind of dispensable pills. However, Qin Bufan did not underestimate the technique of the Dan Dao, he knew that he was just unable to refine those divine pills with an effect against the sky because of his low mana.

Therefore, although Qin Bufan at this time could not refine a very effective elixir, Qin Bufan did not give up studying the alchemy experience left by this Dan Ghost Master. After all, when the mana is strong in the future, you can always refine some high-grade pills.

On this day, the wind and the sun were beautiful, just when Qin Bufan stayed in the Medicine King Valley, quietly studying the alchemy experience left by the Dan Ghost Master. Suddenly, from the direction of the Zhengqi Gate Crape Myrtle Palace, there were three bells ringing!

This voice was very loud, and it suddenly woke up Qin Bufan, who was immersed in the sea of books.

Qin Bufan heard the sound of the bell, and his heart was terrified, he had stayed in this righteous valve for two years, and he already knew some of the rules of this righteous valve.

If there is no major event on weekdays, the bell will not ring easily, but if it is an ordinary small matter, it is necessary to gather outer disciples, or discuss some small things, then at most it will only ring the bell. In more cases, the bell will not be ringed, and the disciples of the deacon hall will only be instructed to convey the will of the high-level of the righteous gate.

And if there is something more important in the righteous gate, such as discussing the major affairs of the sect, some competitions between the inner disciples or the disciples of the own family, then under normal circumstances, it is just two bells.

Qin Bufan has been in this righteous gate for two whole years, except for the day when he passed the assessment for the first time, he heard the bell ring once during the day, and the rest was in the days of some important disciple competitions, he heard the bell ring a few times or twice, and he had never heard the sound of this bell at all.

Now that the bell rang three times, how could Qin Bufan not be shocked?

Listen to those elders in the door, this bell can't be rung easily, it must be with the consent of the sect elders or the door master!

These three bells could never have been struck by mistake, or by some naughty disciples. Because this bell can't be rung at will, if any disciple is found to ring the bell indiscriminately, then the martial arts will be abolished, the sect will be expelled, and the head may be lost!

Therefore, although Qin Bufan wondered in his heart whether it would be a mistake, he was more inclined to think that maybe something terrible had really happened to this righteous qi gate! Perhaps this matter was extremely important, and even the elders of the righteous qi gate had to ring the bell three times to gather all the disciples.

At this time, just when Qin Bufan was thinking about whether to go to Ziwei Hall to see what was going on, suddenly, he heard a very loud voice in his ears:

"The old man is your uncle, the Taoist name is Qingxu, and he is known as the Qingxu son of the Qingxu patriarch. All the elders and all the inner and outer disciples who heard the old man's words, hurry up to the Ziwei Hall to discuss the important affairs in the door! Hear clearly, it is all the people! Come to the Ziwei Hall to discuss the big things!"

After speaking, the thunderous voice died down again.

At this time, Qin Bufan, who heard this sentence, couldn't help but think of the day he first came to the foot of Xinglai Mountain. On that day, the Qingxu Patriarch, who was nicknamed by the Jianghu people, also said some words to their group of people who participated in the assessment on the mountain.

Originally, Qin Bufan was still very puzzled why this Qingxu Patriarch had such a loud voice, and he could hear it so clearly when he shouted from such a distant mountain to the bottom of the mountain! Later, when Qin Bufan inquired, he learned that this Qingxu Patriarch had learned a stunt called Lion's Roar Gong. As long as this Qingxu Patriarch performs this lion roar skill, his voice will be so loud and terrifying that even if he is ten miles away, it will seem to be shouting in your ear.

When Qin Bufan heard that the Qingxu Patriarch actually said that he would gather all the disciples to gather in the Ziwei Palace, he didn't care about looking at the alchemy experience left by the Dan Ghost Master at the moment, and with a flick of his sleeve, he put the alchemy experience into the Qiankun bag hanging on his waist.

The contents of this Qiankun bag have changed a lot from when Qin Bufan first got it, with some more things and some less.

Of course, that's more about that later.

At that moment, after Qin Bufan put away the book of alchemy experience, he closed the door, and then the whole person ran towards the Ziwei Hall like a gust of wind.

It only took Qin Bufan less than a cup of tea to rush to the front of the Ziwei Palace.

Originally, Qin Bufan thought that he was coming quickly, but what he didn't expect was that the crape myrtle hall was already full. Some of the elders who are usually difficult to see have already come.

As soon as Qin Bufan walked into the Ziwei Palace, he was seen by a group of disciples. This group of disciples were all dressed in white, and the small swords embroidered on their chests were some cyan for the outer disciples, some were black for the inner disciples, and several of them had small swords embroidered on their chests that were actually black.

Before Qin Bufan entered the hall, this group of disciples either closed their eyes to recuperate, or they chatted with each other, talking, and cloaked.

This group of disciples are all the same group of people who have entered this righteous gate as Qin Bufan. Some of these disciples have been successfully promoted to inner disciples, and some have even become personal disciples. Of course, more disciples are still staying on the outer disciples.

These disciples would always come to Qin Bufan from time to time for diagnosis and treatment if they suffered any internal injuries or illnesses. As for Qin Bufan, after all, he is in the same family, and he is the same batch of disciples, so he can be regarded as the turn of the same year, so he will not shirk too much, and he will usually take action to treat them one or two.

After these people saw that Qin Bufan had become the master of a valley, instead of looking down on their disciples, they were still good to them, so they all had an indescribable respect for Qin Bufan.

On weekdays, if these disciples saw Qin Bufan, they would usually take the initiative to make a compilation and say hello. And Qin Bufan usually returns the salute. Therefore, in the eyes of these outer disciples, especially those disciples who entered the righteous qi sect with him, Qin Bufan admired Qin Bufan very much.