Longevity begins with alchemy master

Chapter 115
Slanting Moon Valley, Xiao Xuefei.

In the alchemy hall, the fragrance of tea was lingering, and Luo Chen was holding a book, reading it with gusto.

There was the sound of footsteps, followed by a weary sigh.

Without raising his head, he said, "Failed again?"

"Ah."

A muffled voice came from Tang Quan's mouth, and he looked listless at the moment.

The reasons for this lack of energy are, firstly, the failure of refining Zhongmiao Pills, and secondly, the realm is too low, and a lot of energy was spent in the process of alchemy.

"Failure is normal. The birth of any low-grade pill is accompanied by thousands of failures."

Listening to this calm tone without fluctuation, Tang Quan sighed.

I thought that being valued by Luo Chen, let him lead the refining of Zhongmiao Pills, to prove that I have some talent.

But in the past month, every day, he failed.

The closest to success was only a semi-finished product.

Looking at Luo Chen's calm expression, Tang Quan couldn't help but think, can the gap between people be so big?
Luo Chen was just a casual cultivator at the beginning, without the guidance of a famous teacher and the support of a gang.

All alchemy raw materials must be accumulated by oneself.

But even so, the other party also refined a high-grade elixir such as Zhongmiaowan.

Compared with him, he is simply a waste.

He even doubted whether he had the talent for alchemy.

"Perhaps the hall master is really a rare alchemy genius, otherwise he wouldn't be able to refine the middle-grade chalcedony pill in such a short time."

Just as he was about to leave, his eyes fell on the cover of the book Luo Chen was reading.

"Great River Tianjiao Record"

?

Tang Quan immediately became interested, "Hall Master, are you interested in Taoist competitions?"

Luo Chen hummed and said, "I'm a little interested."

He bought this book from a casual cultivator known as "Dahe Baixiaosheng" in Baishi Square.

It contains the records of many monks on the Tianjiao list of Dahefang, as well as their proficiency and so on.

"That kind of idle book written by others after hearsay, you can't see the real thing."

This time, Luo Chen raised his head.

Tang Quan chuckled, "This kind of thing depends on my uncle asking."

Luo Chen's eyes lit up!
That's right, these idle writings are all exaggerated. According to the above description, monks in the mid-stage of Qi refining are invincible, and in the late stage of Qi refining, they will destroy the world.

But once asked friends, that is a frequent visitor to the Taoist forum!

Why don't you just ask him yourself?

……

Five days later!
Luo Chen and Zeng Wen came hand in hand under the jade disc of Luofeng Mountain.

Oh no, there's another woman.

She is by Zeng Wen's side, she is a small bird, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and her smile is quite charming.

This is Zeng Wen's new girlfriend, who is said to be from a dilapidated cultivator family with a clean net worth.

Zeng Wenwenyou now, because of the scarcity of Zhongmiao Pills, and the matter of the battle hall, he has rarely gone to Tianxiang Tower.

Maybe it's because of a change of heart, so I have plans to start a family.

The realm of the ninth level of Qi refining is enough to make many helpless female cultivators look at him differently.

Zeng Wen was also very welcome in that family.

Therefore, the two sides are currently fighting fiercely, and there is a tendency to formally form a Taoist couple.

Seeing Luo Chen looking up at the message on the jade bi, Zeng Wen laughed.

"Don't worry, I've seen this person on the stage several times. Although he has the eighth level of Qi Refining, but the magic weapon in his hand is scarce, and the only one he can get is a high-grade flying sword."

"With your strength, brother, as long as you deal with it properly, there is no problem in taking down the opponent!"

Luo Chen looked away, looking eager to try.

After signing up two days ago, it was his turn to compete on stage today.

Before this, Zeng Wen and even Duan Feng had carefully selected opponents for him, and even made suggestions on how to defeat them.

Since Luo Chen took out a low-grade magic weapon as a bet, and his realm was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

The opponent named Huang Bin happily accepted the invitation to fight.

After the monks of Yuding Jiange sorted out, the match was scheduled for the first match this afternoon.

"Let's go in!"

With a big wave of Luo Chen's hand, he was ready to enter the tunnel.

But Zeng asked him to wait.

Then, he started walking around.

First, I went to the Chenyue food stall to buy a bag of popcorn, a bag of fairy beans, and a bottle of pineapple wine, and then went to Michelle Ice City to buy a cup of milk tea.

After handing over the snacks and milk tea to the peach-eyed female nun, Zeng Wen smiled at Luo Chen and got into the nearby gambling stall.

"Boss, give me ten spirit stones, pressure..."

He paused, then looked back at Luo Chen.

Luo Chen is helpless, he should not be a yellow dog, but now he is a gambling dog, right?

"Murong Yuan"

Zeng asked with a chuckle, "Ten spirit stones, I'll bet on Murong Yuan to win. By the way, what are the odds between him and Huang Bin?"

The monk who gambled pouted, "You don't even know this, so you dare to place a bet?"

"Support brother, mean it!"

The monk glanced at Luo Chen behind him, curled his lips and said, "Huang Bin is an old man on the Dao Discussion platform. He has participated in many battles. Although he has lost more than he won, he is also experienced. The new Murong Yuan, no matter what Neither realm nor fame can compare with him."

"So the odds are high, currently as high as five times."

"Are you sure you want to detain him?"

Needless to say, Zeng Wen made a decisive bet.

Then, in Luo Chenbai's eyes, they bought tickets together and entered the passage.

He bought tickets with his girlfriend, Luo Chen didn't need it.

After entering, he asked curiously, "Why did you take such an alias as Murong Yuan?"

"That's why I should keep a low profile, in case I rank first in Qi refining in the future."

"I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about the origin of this pseudonym, Murong..."

"Yes, it's my sister-in-law's Murong Qinglian's surname. I think the double surname sounds nice and has a strong character! Besides, she usually treats me like a younger brother, and introduces me to a Taoist companion."

Luo Chen casually talked about the origin of the vest.

As for the "Yuan" in the name, it was also chosen according to the people around him, the Yuan in Wang Yuan's name.

After saying a few words, when they were about to enter the discussion platform, the two sides separated.

Luo Chen wanted to enter the "player lounge".

Along the long passage, Luo Chen came to the waiting room with the competition jade medal.

In fact, it is a quiet room, specially for monks who want to play to rest and wait.

As soon as he stepped into the quiet room where he was, Luo Chen let out a sigh.

In such a small room, the aura is so strong?
It is far better than the inner city dwellings, even if it is only weaker than his spiritual vein cave.

"No wonder so many monks are keen to participate in the competition. Unexpectedly, this quiet room is still a good place for cultivation."

Luo Chen muttered, and then thought of the previous rumors.

The first-order spiritual vein in Dahefang is said to have originated from Luofeng Mountain, which was imprisoned at the beginning.

Now it seems that I am afraid it is not true.

Now that Luofeng Mountain has been developed into a Dao Discussion Platform, Jade Cauldron Pavilion has also given up some benefits to attract many monks to participate enthusiastically.

"If I don't have a spiritual vein cave, and don't have alchemy skills, if I have enough realm, I'm afraid I will also be keen on discussing Taoism."

After staying in the quiet room to rest for two incense sticks, the jade tablet in his hand shone brightly.

An indifferent voice came from it.

"First match in the afternoon, Huang Bin on the eighth level of Qi Refining vs. Murong Yuan on the seventh level of Qi Refining!"

"Cultivators from both sides, please come to the stage!"

Luo Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he straightened his robes.

Walk out of the quiet room, and advance step by step along the corridor.

When he stepped out of the underground palace, the cheers of mountains and tsunami suddenly came from his ears.

As he flew to the high platform, the cheers reached the extreme.

"Is this how Wang Yuan and Qin Liangchen felt when they were competing on the stage?"

Luo Chen looked around, and for a moment, he felt a little excited.

But with the arrival of the opponent Huang Bin, that restless heart became as calm as a deep pool in an instant.

In fact, Luo Chen seems to have a unique talent for fighting.

Unlike the alchemy talent he usually boasted about, it was actually given by the system.

In combat, he has always been very good.

Came across time and experienced three battles in total.

Inexperienced for the first time, but counter-killed by feigning death.

The second time, taking advantage of the contempt of the enemy Gao Tinger, he violently launched an attack and made great achievements in one fell swoop.

But for the third time recently, he maximized his speed advantage, calmly deployed various methods, and finally won the victory with one against three, which was even easier than the previous two times.

Luo Chen also gradually realized his talent.

Therefore, before and after this registration, I also deliberately became familiar with the state of on-the-spot combat.

"I'm in Huangbin, I met fellow Taoist."

"Murong Yuan, please recruit."

"It's easy to talk, let's go as far as we can, so how about not hurting the peace?"

Looking at the middle-aged man with a warm smile, Luo Chen frowned. What does this mean?
Show weakness?

Or play a tacit game?

Thoughts swirled in his mind, but when the referee gave the order, Luo Chen shot without hesitation.

First, pull back and fly into the sky.

Then, the fire-pointed gun choked in his hand, pointing down.

Spiritual power surged out wildly, and the gray gun body continuously lit up with red light until the tip of the gun was as bright as incandescent.

"not good!"

Huang Bin's face changed slightly, the other party seemed not to be affected by his words at all.

A flying sword that had already been prepared exploded out.

Sure enough, it was to show the enemy a weakness, and I was well prepared. Fortunately, I was slightly better.

Facing this blow, Luo Chen's face was stern.

"go with!"

With a light spit, sparks filled the sky, falling like rain.

Not only that, Luo Chen flicked his fingers, and a chalcedony waste bead flew out of the sparks.

The flying sword that came out was just hit by the chalcedony waste bead.

With the self-explosion of the waste beads, Fei Jian paused.

Just as he was about to move on, chalcedony waste beads came one after another.

And Huang Bin below was struggling against the fire and rain.

"What magic weapon is this?"

"It's so weird!"

He gritted his teeth, and while the wooden shield in his hand could resist one or two, he kept using the traction technique to control the flying sword, trying to hit Luo Chen.

Looking at the opponent's effort to resist, Luo Chen was thoughtful.

The opponents at the eighth level of Qi Refining didn't seem to be very strong.

He suppressed it so thoroughly with only the use of the pointed spear.

However, the opponent's spiritual power is strong, and he has not been tired after supporting for so long, and even has spare energy to control the flying sword.

But, that's all!

He shook his head slightly, and pushed his hand hard.

Under the rain of fire, the muskets turned into dragons and came roaring.

Facing this berserk blow, Huang Bin's expression changed drastically.

"I surrender!"

Following the words admit defeat, the Jade Cauldron Sword Cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining curled his lips and played a spirit art.

The array arranged on the Taoist platform buzzed and trembled.

Then a light curtain spread out.

Before the mid-grade defensive wooden shield shattered, Huang Bin was wrapped up dangerously.

Looking at the spinning spear point in front of him, Huang Bin's face turned pale.

Lost.

It was so easy to lose.

"Fellow Daoist, good magic weapon, good method!"

A good magic weapon refers to a fire-pointed spear.

As for the good means, it refers to Luo Chen constantly disturbing the chalcedony waste beads of his high-grade flying sword.

Luo Chen cupped his hands, smiled slightly, and flew down to the discussion platform.

But after the formation, what was heard was not the cheers of mountains and tsunamis, but curses one after another.

"Fake match!"

"Why does the seventh level of Qi refining win against the eighth level of Qi refining?"

"Fake match, return my spirit stone!"

"Why did it end so soon? It's not fun at all."

"There wasn't even bloodshed in this match, and that Huang Bin conceded too quickly."

"This Murong Yuan couldn't have been arranged by Jiange, right? It's so easy to win, it's hard for me not to suspect that he played a fake match."

Luo Chen's face was stiff.

After entering the underground palace, he couldn't help cursing.

Bet the dog to death the whole family!
Such a wonderful start, shouldn't I be cheering for me?

After returning to the underground palace, a Jiange monk brought him a prize.

The appearance fee of ten spirit stones, and a low-grade magic weapon.

"Is there no elixir?"

The monk waved his hand, "This magic weapon is a bet you both made before the match, but the pill rewards are only available at the top of the ranking at the end of the month."

Seeing Luo Chen disappointed, he smiled and said: "Actually, after the competition is over, you can continue to practice in the quiet room of the underground palace until we close the mountain at night."

This should be a hidden benefit.

Luo Chen didn't care, turned around and left the discussion stage.

After coming outside, Zeng Wen and his female companion were already waiting for him.

"Sure enough, he is indeed the man I fancy! The first time he came on stage, he was just like me before, defeating the enemy with style."

The female companion next to her, her peach blossom eyes narrowed in a smile, looked at Zeng Wen with admiration.

Luo Chen took a deep breath, forget it, let's not expose the embarrassment that this guy was beaten so pale and almost lost his spiritual power.

Knowing that Zeng Wen was going to collect the bets, Luo Chen didn't accompany him and went home directly.

Close the door, run Changchun Gong, and pay attention to your state at any time.

"I didn't notice it before, but now I realize that every battle does have the effect of pure spiritual power."

He could notice that as the spiritual power gradually replenished, the spiritual power seemed to be a little purer than before.

This kind of purification is not caused by exercises, but by the internal environment of the body.

Every time a Qi refining monk breaks through a small realm, it will cause the dantian to expand and store more spiritual power.

But after reaching the late stage of Qi refining, the shackles of the physical body have not been broken, and the upper limit of the dantian has almost begun to solidify. Only after the foundation is established will it increase again.

Under the premise that the dantian is solidified, the spiritual power that should have continued to grow cannot be accommodated.

It starts with the body to passively compress and purify, and finally leads to more pure spiritual power than before.

"But the pure effect is too weak?"

Luo Chen frowned.

If we really want to continue fighting like this, when will we be able to purify our spiritual power to a state where it can perfectly attack the foundation?
Luo Chen somewhat understood why casual cultivators never performed this process on the seventh level of Qi Refining.

The reason is very simple, Qi refining level seven, in fact, there is still a lot of room for improvement in spiritual power capacity.

That kind of passive compression and purification is too weak.

Even during the battle, the output and recovery of spiritual power are in a state of being unable to make ends meet, which will also affect the practice.

Only when one reaches the ninth level of refining Qi, or even achieves perfection, can the efficiency of purifying spiritual power be maximized.

"It seems that we can no longer pin our hopes on the battle."

Luo Chen's eyes fell on the attribute panel.

The proficiency of Changchun Gong has gradually approached Dzogchen.

The master-level Changchun Gong has the effect of automatically returning Qi and opening up the meridians.

Once the Great Consummation occurs, it may make up for the shortcomings of purifying spiritual power.

The reason why Luo Chen guessed so was very simple.

Because Mi Shuhua said that the Changchun Gong was born out of the Immortal and Evergreen Sutra of the Medicine King School, and it has related functions in itself.

But Da Zongmen simplifies the low-level exercises again and again.

Except for Qi refining, many special magical functions have been deleted.

And Luo Chen had already filed a record.

Even if the Dzogchen Eternal Spring Kungfu has no similar function, he doesn't mind spending a lot of time polishing himself after completing Qi training.

(End of this chapter)