Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 337 Huge Poison Pill
The little ones were all looking forward to the end of the days of death and injury soon, not to mention the Tianyun Sect, but the little Grandmaster Peak, they have not seen their laughter for a long time.

More than a dozen piles of spiritual plant poisonous weeds, like a dozen small hills, were piled up in front of An Qingli.

There are also multiple poisonous weeds lying quietly in the storage ring, waiting for disposal.

An Qingli performed the imperial object technique, skillfully matching the dosage of herbs according to the dosage requirements on the Mu Sheng jade slip.

Such a huge amount of poisonous weeds and spiritual plants will refine tens of thousands of poisonous pills, and it is a kind of poisonous pill that An Qingli has never seen before, so An Qingli raised his lips after estimating it in his heart and said: "No hurry, just take it!" almost."

The demon clan's rebellion did not happen in the past three or four years. As early as when the tree soul in the Buddha Kingdom had an accident, the demon clan appeared on the scene.

In addition, after the defeat of Huayan Sect and the chaos in the cultivation world of the Central Plains, the demons took the opportunity to rob the human race and gradually affected the entire cultivation world. Five or six years ago, the demons went crazy and robbed the alchemists of the human race. In fact, today's chaos was already doomed.

Back and forth, for more than twenty years, as the suzerain of Tianyun Sect, Qiu Xuanjing could not have been unprepared.

It's just that the poison of the demon race is really powerful, and most of the antidote to restraint grows in the demon domain, which makes Tian Yunzong restrain his hands and feet.

However, Mu Sheng was there, and An Qingli, who was a surprise, saved a lot of casualties.

As for fighting back, that's for sure.

The demons are developing pills to deal with the human race, and the human race is not concentrating on developing a pill to deal with the demons.

Moreover, according to Qiu Xuanjing's behavior, it should be fine if he doesn't fight back, but if he fights back, the demons will fight for the sky, maybe he will attack Huanglong directly.

Although the demons make trouble here and there, their lair has always remained in the bitter cold place in the west.

If An Qingli is Qiu Xuanjing, when the time is right, he will stage a counterattack by capturing the thief first and capturing the king first.

The well-matched herbs, one after another, were quickly packed into the storage bag.

Chu Yaohe, the master of Lingyao Peak, issued a secret order that all the elders of the seventh rank and above in the peak immediately stop all matters in hand and gather in the discussion hall.

The main hall of discussion is restricted, and what is being discussed inside, but people outside don't know.

Mu Sheng, who was described as sloppy, appeared in front of the elders with a full beard.

The elders were so taken aback that they hardly recognized the person at first sight.

It wasn't until Mu Sheng spoke up that the elders dared to be completely sure that the person in front of him was undoubtedly the smug Mu Sheng.

"To make a long story short, everyone." Chu Yaohe said, "The Zongmen ordered us to refine a large amount of a kind of elixir at the Spiritual Medicine Peak. Everyone refines it, everyone should study hard.”

"Is the master personally teaching?" An elder was so excited that his voice trembled. It was a great honor for him to have such a great opportunity.

Mu Sheng, with a beard on his face, ignored people, took out the spiritual plant that An Qingli had prepared, and started to make alchemy in public.

Although it was described as sloppy, everyone present was all attentive and focused on watching.

Mu Sheng, who has been refining alchemy, has a rhythm close to the way of heaven when changing his finger formulas.

In the past, only Chu Yaohe and An Qingli were lucky enough to see it.

However, due to special circumstances, the sect needs to refine a large number of high-level poison pills in a short period of time, so this kind of good thing will fall on other high-level elders in the peak.

Lucky thing.

There was an eighth-rank elder who watched Mu Sheng alchemy intently, and gradually became quiet in his comprehension of alchemy, and no one else dared to disturb him.

When Mu Sheng finished teaching this time, the elder still hadn't woken up.

With a smile on his face, Chu Yaohe set up a transparent barrier around him, and distributed the poison refining experience that An Qingli had recorded in advance to the rest of the people one by one.

The poisonous pill experience was summed up in detail by An Qingli combined with Mu Sheng's dictation, as well as his own refining several times.

Those elders are at least seventh-rank alchemy masters, so they naturally have their own comprehension when looking at the experience of poisonous pills.

"Thank you, Grandmaster, for the gift!"

The elders took hold of their experience, bowed gratefully, and saluted Mu Sheng excitedly.

Although Mu Sheng was sloppy like never before at this time, ever since Mu Sheng came into this room and started alchemy, he was so handsome beyond words.

May I ask which alchemist in Bianlan Realm can resist the charm of a super ninth-rank alchemy master.

At this moment, Mu Sheng is infinitely handsome in their eyes, and the likes of goodness and wisdom are completely no match for a stubble on Mu Sheng's face.

"Practice well."

Mu Sheng made a hoarse sound, his eyes were still bloodshot from having not closed his eyes for several days.

But Mu Sheng was also sighing in his heart, if in the future he could really refine Feisheng Pill as he wished, and fly to the upper realm to continue refining immortal pills, then the burden of the future Spirit Medicine Peak would have to be borne by these little old men in front of him.

But these little old men are not capable enough, none of them can be counted on, and they are completely inferior to his apprentices.

The well-prepared herbs were placed in front of these little old men again, and the little old men were quite surprised.

No wonder the master was in such a mess. Originally, he didn't want to waste the high-level spiritual plants, and for the sake of the alchemy rate and quality of the alchemy, he went out of his way to personally mix the herbal medicines for them.

Another person bowed gratefully to Mu Sheng, secretly praising the Grandmaster for caring about the common people, for his hard work and great achievements, but for being impartial.

This sudden bow made Mu Sheng bewildered, and he accidentally touched his piercing chin. He didn't realize what was going on for a while, so he took out the bronze mirror that he hadn't touched for a long time, and looked at the rugged man in the glasses. I was so scared that I threw the mirror out.

Previously, Mu Sheng was too involved in developing the elixir, An Qingli would specially remind him to take a bath and relax, and tidy himself up by the way.

However, this time Mu Sheng came to the Spiritual Medicine Peak in a hurry to teach alchemy. On the way here, he was still concentrating on how to combine detoxifying herbs, apparently forgetting such important things as bathing, shaving and wearing fancy clothes.

"Outlaws."

Mu Sheng couldn't stop regretting, thinking about his slovenly appearance, he had already been looked down upon by those who cared, and he had worked so hard to climb to the third place on the list of beautiful men, and he was afraid that he would fall down.

However, the air pressure in the Zongmen was low, the four peaks of the Pill Talisman Formation were very busy, ten people came out from Wanfa Peak, and two or three people came back, and most of them were carried back half-dead.

So except for a very small number of Mu Sheng and his ilk, how can anyone pay attention to the list of handsome men and beautiful women who is like a joke, and some people even forget the existence of the list.

The list seemed to be frozen, there was no movement for several months, Mu Sheng was still in the third position, and An Qingli was still in the third position.

A lifeless list is not a good thing at all, Mu Sheng sighed to An Qingli, saying that he kind of missed the days when the rankings were low but the competition was fierce.

An Qingli also missed it, but in the seriously ill wooden house she was in charge of, a message was sent suddenly, saying that someone was causing trouble.

(End of this chapter)