Longevity begins with alchemy master

Chapter 32 Can this thing make alchemy?
Outer city, southwest corner.

As the location closest to the Xiaoyue Mountains, the number of residents here has always been the least.

The reason is naturally because the main monster clan of the Xiaoyue Mountains are wolves, who come and go like the wind, and are bloodthirsty and fierce.

Even if the high-ranking demon wolves are afraid of Dahefang's formation and dare not come over, there will always be one or two demon wolves who are not wise enough to come over occasionally.

This is also the reason why Luo Chen has never dared to waste his spiritual power indiscriminately in this place, and has always ensured that he has the strength to escape.

Few monks usually come here.

But today, a lot of people came unexpectedly.

The leader was a short monk with a face full of vicissitudes of life, and his eyes were full of viciousness when he opened and closed his eyes.

"Are you sure it's here?"

"Second Brother Gao, according to the guidance of the Qi-seeking disk, there is the most breath left here. Tinger should have stayed here for a long time."

It has been five or six days since the Dajiang Gang suddenly attacked the entrance of the Seventh Hall of the Poshan Gang that day.

In that battle, the Broken Mountain Gang suffered heavy losses.

But if you compare the manpower lost by the Dajiang Gang in the mountains, the losses on both sides are nothing more than half a catty.

If it continues like this, it will be unbearable for some casual cultivators who just want to make a living.

And these people are the majority of the gang.

So Mi Shuhua, the leader of the Poshan Gang, came forward and tried to negotiate peace.

The outcome of the final negotiations is unknown, but at least in the short term, there will be no further violence.

As the second-in-command of the Dajiang Gang, Gao Tingyuan took some time off to take care of his bastard brother Gao Ting'er.

He has been missing for days!
Everyone knows what it means for a monk in the mid-stage of Qi refining to disappear in the outer city of Dahefang for several days without saying hello.

Gao Tingyuan is in a hurry.

Then he found the master in charge of transportation on the river, and began to track down the whereabouts of his little brother.

Finally, came here.

Gao Tingyuan looked at the scorched ground, and then at a nearby ruin that was almost burned to ashes.

It was evident that a bloody battle had been fought here.

Moreover, the means of causing this tragic scene was, no accident, the Sun Talisman that Gao Tinger bought from the black market.

The aura of garrisoning the earth is strong, and it should have inspired the magic talisman of garrisoning the earth.

Gao Tingyuan's face became more and more gloomy, "I have used the Fierce Sun Talisman, and I have also used the Soil Shield. If it is only used to kill a Wednesday, it is absolutely impossible."

I looked at the ruins next to me.

"Who lives here?"

"A casual cultivator named Luo Chen used to run errands for others in the early days, and then he made some bigu pills for sale."

"What cultivation base?"

"Let's refine Qi on the third floor. I'm a poor ghost. Living here is just a cheap rent for half a spirit stone for a month."

"What about others?"

"I haven't found it for the time being. It is said that he is usually very withdrawn and does not interact with the neighbors here."

Casual cultivators at the third level of Qi Refining cannot pose any threat to monks at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Especially that person, Gao Tinger with a whole body of treasures.

"Can you find out where my little brother's last breath stopped?"

The cultivator next to him increased his spiritual power injection, and the Qi-seeking plate in his hand trembled, and finally the pointer stopped directly in front of him.

"In the mountains!"

"Go, follow me in and have a look."

"But we are not familiar with the situation in the mountains at all!"

"Ok?"

Under Gao Tingyuan's gaze, several monks walked in with him helplessly.

Across the weedy wasteland, gradually deep into the dense forest.

In the dense forest, some evil spirits appeared faintly, making a group of monks very uneasy.

Even Gao Tingyuan was a little hesitant.

There are millions of mountains in the Eastern Wasteland, and the resources are so rich that it cannot be added.

However, after thousands of years, human monks have only developed less than one percent.

Rumor has it that there are countless third-tier demon kings and fourth-tier demon emperors in the mountain, and there are even ancient demons hidden in it.

Usually, the so-called hunting in the mountains by casual cultivators is actually just playing around in the outermost area.

Once they encounter a second-order monster, they can only run away, and most of them will not be able to escape.

The reason why the Broken Mountain Gang can firmly control the business in the mountains is that they used their lives in the early days to explore the territories of many second-level monsters.

But even so, every time you enter the mountain, you have to be careful.

"No, Brother Gao."

"what happened?"

"The air-seeking disk is getting confused."

"What do you mean?"

Gao Tingyuan looked at the air-seeking disk, and the pointer on it frantically moved, going east for a while, and going west for a while.

In just a moment, it pointed to four or five different directions.

"This kind of situation has happened before. A brother in the gang was killed, his body was divided into several pieces, and he was fed to several big fish."

The voice of the cultivator holding the air-seeking disk became weaker and weaker.

Because Gao Tingyuan's complexion next to him was extremely gloomy.

The oppressive atmosphere perfectly blended into this forest.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Not only killed my little brother, but also humiliated his body, don't let me find you!"

"Second brother, where are we now?"

"go back!"

The group of people felt relieved, and their steps back were much lighter.

When passing by the ruins, Gao Tingyuan paused his short body.

"Notify the fifth, let him check to see if there are any monks in the late stage of Qi refining from the Poshan Gang that night, and the monks of the fifth level of Qi refining will also check."

"Also, the casual cultivator who lives here, also check the situation. If he is still alive, bring him to me."

"Don't let me find you, bastard, I'll make your life worse than death!"

After speaking, he turned his hand and shot a flash of light.

The magic weapon in the spiritual light was faintly visible, and it turned into a blue water dragon, which suddenly bombarded the ruins.

The only half of the wall that hadn't collapsed was three feet below the ground, with only a sharp corner exposed.

Luo Chen didn't know anything about his old house being patched with water.

In fact, even if he knew, he could only give a thumbs up.

After he rescued some things from the house, he also added a few fireballs to burn the house more thoroughly, making sure not to leave too many traces.

As for Wednesday and Gao Tinger, two poor ghosts whose names he didn't know, his handling method was also very simple.

Divide it into several pieces, add some special Chinese herbal medicines, lightly roast it with a house fire, and throw it into the forest.

That kind of "barbecue" is very attractive to monsters like wolves and dogs.

This recipe was only discovered by Luo Chen when he roasted beef by himself once, adding herbal powder that nourishes qi and blood, and then attracted a little wolf.

Since then, he has never used that formula again, for fear of attracting more powerful monsters.

After disposing of the corpse, he found a place to hide it, and went straight to the inner city the next day.

As for whether it will be found out in the future, let's talk about it!
Luo Chen has no time to think about this now, he just wants to make alchemy.

The materials that cost up to 200 yuan of spirit stones have already been processed.

The refining of Zhongmiaowan was also on the right track again.

According to past experience, his success rate is around [-]%.

But this time, in the first five days of refining, he succeeded twice in a row.

The success rate is as high as [-]%!

How could this not make him ecstatic?

However, as the subsequent refinement progressed, this ecstasy gradually stopped.

Five consecutive failures made him realize that he had just eaten dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

If you want to increase the success rate and control the cost to a lower level, you still have to wait for the proficiency of Zhongmiaowan to improve.

"Come on, come on!"

Luo Chen glanced at the attribute panel, [Introduction to Zhongmiaowan 91/100].

As long as you succeed again, you can upgrade.

This feeling that as long as you work hard, you will be rewarded is really cool.

Even the work of smashing fireballs in the corner and filling in new soil every day has become more passionate.

Failed again for a few days.

"This time, it will definitely succeed."

Luo Chen wore a brand new apron, and put a stick of incense on the newly squeezed Guan Erye, and even placed two pinpo fruits beside him.

He felt that the failure these days was because he forgot to offer incense to Guan Erye.

The Dianyan Shuyu Building is still in work, and it has to be said that the magic weapon invented by Tianfan City is indeed unique.

Even though Luo Chen was used to the various smells during alchemy, he was still very uncomfortable with the smell before the Zhongmiao Pill was formed.

But with this magic weapon, he no longer endured the devastation of that kind of biochemical poisonous gas.

In the afternoon, Luo Chen carefully lifted the lid of the pot.

The red jelly-like substance came into view, and Luo Chen's eyebrows and eyes softened.

"It's done, Second Master!"

"we are the champion!"

For the first time, he checked the properties panel.

【Introduction to Zhongmiao Pills 91/100】——【Proficiency in Zhongmiao Pills 101/200】

At the moment when his proficiency was upgraded, Luo Chen had a faint feeling that the window paper was broken.

Some insights that he had never had before, under the blessing of the system, converged into a trickle and were accepted and digested by him.

Some places that he didn't pay attention to in the past are also highlighted one by one.

Luo Chen has a feeling that if he prescribes another batch of Zhongmiao Pills, he will definitely be able to do better in details, and the success rate should also increase a lot.

Crunch!

The wooden door was suddenly pushed open.

A bright and majestic cheek sticks out.

Gu Caiyi's eyes lit up, "You are really at home, I bought some spiritual fruit at Lingyuanzhai, try it?"

The spiritual fruit of Lingyuanzhai!

Then you must give it a try, Luo Chen doesn't understand what it means to be thin-skinned.

Gu Caiyi pushed open the door, only to find Luo Chen standing in front of the stove wearing an apron.

While handing a large emerald green fruit to Luo Chen, he looked into the pot with his head.

"What delicious food are you doing again?"

"Aspic?"

"Why is there such a strong smell of medicine?"

Luo Chen took the fruit and bit it down.

Juicy, not too much aura, but very sweet.

This taste is much better than the wild hawthorn I ate recently.

He said casually: "It's not for food, it's the elixir I made. Hey, don't touch it, it's very hot."

Gu Caiyi was stunned.

Pointing to the iron pot, he doubted his life and said, "Can this thing make alchemy?"

(End of this chapter)