After the ascent failed

Chapter 344 Elixir Altar
In a place with dense spiritual energy on Lingshan Island, auspicious clouds suddenly filled the sky, and multicolored rays of light rose into the sky. All the disciples of the God of Medicine Sect who were refining alchemy in the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion trembled, and then they seemed to have a premonition, and their faces showed excitement.

At the same time, Ling Huo and the black-bearded Zhao Pu were instructing their disciples on alchemy in the cave, when they suddenly looked towards the place filled with light, stopped what they were doing, and galloped in that direction.

Half an hour later, the two stopped outside a deep valley, looked up into the sky, and then showed ecstasy.

The aura in the valley is like cotton, clouds can be seen everywhere, and the number of spiritual grass growing is several times higher than that of any other island.

In the valley there is a vast altar, in the middle of which stands a spirit tree that is half a person tall, shaped like a human hand, with dense branches and leaves, and crystal fruits on it, glowing with bursts of colorful light.

After the two exchanged a glance, they flew into the altar tacitly together, and at this time two other figures appeared beside the spirit tree, it was the Grand Elder Fang Yu and Zhong Ming.

"See the two uncles."

Ling Huo and the two worshiped respectfully, but their eyes couldn't help but focus on the fruits that had grown in the spirit tree.

Each one is crystal clear and bright, as if made by nature, with a strong medicinal fragrance flowing on it, and one can feel the pure mana in the body by smelling its breath.

"Is the Tianyuan fruit really ripe?"

"Ah."

Fang Yu nodded lightly, "Pass down the order, and three days later, the altar will be opened to refine the Wuji Pill, and all disciples in the sect can observe it."

Both Ling Huo and Zhao Pu were refreshed and quickly said yes.

After taking another look at Tianyuanguo, suppressing the excitement in his heart, they flew out of the altar respectively.

……

In the quiet room.

After Ye Chunyang looked at the direction where the light was spreading, he looked down at the spirit beast bag on his waist, frowning slightly.

Ye Chunyang can basically be sure that the Tianyuan fruit has matured from the elixir breath emitted from the light, but when this vision appeared, the rabbit essence in the spirit animal bag unexpectedly fluctuated abnormally, although it was well hidden , but could not escape his perception.

Judging from the rabbit spirit's reaction, could it be that it has something to do with the Tianyuan fruit tree?
Ye Chunyang's eyes flickered slightly, but then his face became indifferent.

He caught this monster only to give it a small punishment, and he didn't intend to go deep into its origin.

But looking at the place where the vision appeared, Ye Chunyang thought again.

"Right now, I am practicing Yuanshen Huaxu supernatural power, and it happens that the Tianyuan fruit is ripe, but I can take this opportunity to refine Wuji Pill, which may speed up my cultivation." Ye Chunyang touched his chin, thinking to himself.

Originally he dismissed the Wuji Pill, but when he cultivated the primordial spirit to transform the emptiness, the purer the power of the soul, the better. Although the Wuji Pill didn't have much magical effect, it could still help one or two.

Just as he was thinking this way, a flame suddenly flew from outside the cave.

With Ye Chunyang's casual move, the flame turned into a talisman and swept into his hand.

It was the sound transmission symbol sent by Ling Huo.

Inform him that Fang Yu and Zhong Ming will open an altar to refine Wuji Pill in three days, and invite him to observe it.

"After three days? That's fine, the Tianyuan fruit has just matured, and it really takes some time for the medicine to fully exert its effect."

Ye Chunyang nodded heartily, and after replying to the other party in the sound transmission talisman, he continued to practice with his eyes closed.

At this time, the Yaoshenzong was boiling.

Knowing the news that the two elders personally picked the fruit to make alchemy, all the alchemists looked forward to it, and some couldn't help but wait outside the elixir altar where the Tianyuan fruit tree grew early.

But before he got close to the altar, he felt a strong restriction shrouded in it, obviously to prevent someone from entering and stealing the Tianyuan fruit.

As a result, although the disciples were passionate, they did not dare to rush forward, and waited obediently outside the restriction.

In the following time, the number of people outside the altar doubled almost every day, not only those disciples who originally lived on the island, but even some alchemists who traveled outside and became enshrined by other sects also returned one after another and rushed to this place. event.

Three days is not a long time, but the long-awaited alchemists seemed to live like years, all of them stretched their necks and waited.

Ye Chunyang didn't seem to care too much about this, and still went about his own business, as if nothing happened.

Finally, in the morning of the fourth day, the voices of people outside the altar could be heard from a distance, and only then did Ye Chunyang slowly open the door and come out.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, take me with you. I want to see what the Heavenly Origin Fruit, which is regarded as a holy medicine by these alchemists, looks like?"

King Nanxuan took the initiative to follow.

Ye Chunyang didn't refuse, and took him with him after letting him hide in the Spirit-Cultivating Tree.

……

When Ye Chunyang came to the elixir altar, he was indeed startled by the crowd here.

I thought it was only disciples from the island who came, but I didn't expect that there were many new faces. Judging from their busy appearance, they should have just returned from the outside world.

However, he didn't seem too surprised by this, and after looking outside a few times, he walked towards the altar.

"Elder Ye!"

"Elder Ye is here!"

"The elders come forward!"

"..."

When all the disciples saw him coming, they all saluted with admiration, and took the initiative to let him in.

Ye Chunyang nodded in approval, walked towards the crowd, and soon came outside the altar.

At this moment, there was the sound of wind whistling in the distance, and several figures soared through the clouds and fog, and frantically flashed across the air.

In front of them are the old woman Fangyu and the middle-aged Zhong Ming in green clothes.

The two of them raised their hands to cast spells respectively, and several streams of light shot into the altar, and the forbidden barrier covering the surrounding area dissipated immediately, and the appearance of the elixir altar appeared in front of everyone. .

All the disciples suddenly showed fanaticism.

It is rumored that this Tianyuanling tree used to be the main body of the medicine spirit, and the Tianyuan fruit that it bears can directly improve people's cultivation for decades. Many alchemists have tried their best to join the Yaoshenzong. Come with this spirit tree.

It's a pity that the fruit of this tree is not easy, and some alchemists have never seen it since they started, and now they are finally getting their wish.

"The two elders have already passed on the news that today they will open an altar to refine the Wuji Pill in public. This pill can greatly increase the success rate of pill formation. If we are lucky enough to get one, we will take a big step forward in the future of cultivating immortals. cut."

Seeing Fang Yu and Zhong Ming appear, some people in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"The Promise Pill has great magical effects, but to refine one, you need three Tianyuan Fruits, and there are only more than ten Tianyuan Fruits. Even if you really refine it into a pill, how many people can enjoy it?"

Just as those surprised people spoke, there was another sigh next to them.

"That's right, and it is said that the refining of Wuji Pill is extremely difficult, and no one can say whether it will be successful once. Even if the two grand elders are alchemy masters, they can't guarantee that they will not fail. By then, the number of Wuji Pills will be even greater. not enough."

Everyone knows the value of the Wuji Pill, but right now there are too many monks, so who can guarantee that they are the lucky one?
Moreover, the success or failure of alchemy is a common thing, and even a slight accident may greatly reduce the number of Wuji pills.

"It is true that the number of Wuji Pills cannot be too many, but after hearing that the pills are refined, the sect will hold an alchemy competition to select alchemists with excellent qualifications. Those who stand out in the competition will naturally get Wuji Pills." Someone is eager to try.

Hearing these words, the faces of most of the disciples changed, some showed confidence, and some looked depressed.

The so-called competition is nothing more than a stage for those highly qualified alchemists. These people are very comparable in terms of alchemy and Taoism, and those low-level disciples cannot have any chance.

But even though they are well aware of this, they are still very enthusiastic about it. Even if they can't get the Promise Pill, it is a great reward to be able to watch the two grand elders making alchemy on the spot.

Ye Chunyang listened to the discussions of his disciples with an indifferent expression on his face.

In fact, Tianyuanguo not only has the purpose of Wuji Pill, as long as the pill formula is ingenious, it can be refined to be more valuable than Wuji Pill.

To him, a Promise Pill is not even as precious as some life-saving pills.

Of course, he didn't bother to say these words, he probably came here today to join in the fun.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you are here. Since you are the elder of our sect, you don't have to stay with your disciples."

When Ye Chunyang was thinking about it, a look came over to him, Fang Yu waved at him and said.

"Come here, take a seat for Elder Ye!"

Fang Yu smiled, and immediately ordered his disciples to arrange seats.

"Thank you too elder."

Ye Chunyang hesitated for a while, but did not shirk, and walked up silently.

To his surprise, the seat Fang Yu arranged for him was next to Fang Yu and Zhong Ming.

This position is not qualified for other elders, and even one of the elders who has reached the Golden Core Realm was ranked behind.

Ye Chunyang frowned, but didn't say much, and sat down quietly.

The old man with perfect golden core watched this scene with obvious displeasure on his face.

This position means that apart from the two elders, he has the highest status in the sect, and he is not even qualified to sit in the sect. Ye Chunyang has only been in the sect for a few months, but one person is less than ten thousand, and even he, a veteran All the characters are suppressed, how can he be convinced.

But after all, Grand Elder Fang Yu personally arranged this matter, and Zhong Ming didn't say anything. No matter how dissatisfied the old man was, he didn't dare to express it, so he could only lower his head and hum inwardly.

As for Ling Huo, Zhao Pu and other elders at a lower level, they were in awe of Ye Chunyang's cultivation in the later stage of his body, let alone dare to say a word.

"Okay, it's almost time, Junior Brother Zhong, please bring the holy furnace!"

Fang Yu didn't give any explanation, and after looking at Zhong Ming, she spoke.

Zhong Ming nodded, and made a gesture with two fingers to shoot a flash of light into the air.

Immediately, the wind and cloud gathered together, thunder and lightning appeared high in the sky, and there were vibrations from all over the island. Everyone followed the prestige, and saw the light intertwined continuously, and then a curtain was torn in the sky, and a simple alchemy furnace appeared , slowly fell into the elixir altar.

"Hide in the void?"

Ye Chunyang looked at this alchemy furnace appearing out of thin air, and couldn't help raising his brows slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

(End of this chapter)