Cultivating immortals is a hard job

In the green gourd, Mo Xun held the blue "demon seal" in one hand and touched his slightly stubbled chin with the other hand, thinking for a long time.

If the group of demons really came for this thing, the value of this thing is self-evident!

Although it is a bit hot, even the demon ancestor who is equivalent to the Nascent Soul cultivator was alarmed, so how could it be an ordinary thing?

He couldn't help but think of the copper pot that absorbs spiritual roots. In terms of preciousness, it is probably far more precious than this thing.

It's a pity that he was too hasty at the time and couldn't take that thing!

It's just that he practiced Taoism and didn't dabble in magic skills, so he didn't know how to use it.

What's also a bit frustrating is that no matter how valuable this thing is, how can he sell it and to whom?

It's like he is in a place where only silver is circulated, but he has a mountain of gold in his hand, and he has no place to use it!

After a moment, he shook his head again, put away the magic seal again, and came to the vicinity of the medicine garden.

At this time, the black soil was already lush with spiritual grass and flowers. The legendary Tongtian Jianmu had grown to more than half a person's height.

He had already made some plans for this thing.

Once the pill was formed, he would try to use this wood to refine the Wulu Nebula Disk.

Although the refining of magic weapons, like the formation, requires a lot of experience, but for now, he has no time to study these.

Moreover, if he has not advanced for a day, all the plans will be empty talk in the end and have no meaning.

In the medicine garden, what else he is interested in is the Jinzhi fruit tree next to it.

In recent years, he has grown rapidly in the way of alchemy, and he has a lot of credit for having enough pills to support his practice, which is due to the Jinzhi fruit.

He then remembered the conversation between the two people that day.

"The thousand-year-old Jinzhi fruit can increase the pill formation rate by 10%. If it is ten thousand years..."

Mo Xun smiled. As long as he is given enough time, let alone ten thousand years, even twenty thousand years or thirty thousand years, what's the harm?

It's just a pity that this thing is of good quality among spiritual medicines. Ordinary spiritual herbs can grow in black soil for one year, which is equivalent to seventy, eighty or even hundreds of years in the outside world.

But this Jinzhi fruit tree has only increased its medicinal age by thirty years!

These decades of growth are only equivalent to more than a thousand years now.

If the elixir cannot be formed, the so-called ten thousand years is also just a fantasy!

Then, his eyes fell on the white soil in the distance.

Over the years, he has tried hundreds of times through various methods, but he still can't find out the effect of white soil.

Several times, he wanted to swallow a few mouthfuls directly and try to refine it.

And the half stone tablet next to the medicine garden, what are the strange words on it?

In these years, he has traveled all over the country. In addition to practicing, he occasionally collects some ancient characters for research, but so far he has gained nothing.

I don't know if I can solve the secret of this gourd in my lifetime!

…

After coming out of the cyan world, he was about to close the cave door to spend this troubled time, but he received a reply from Dong Qianxue.

However, the sound transmission note did not mention the matter of the demon clan at all, but only asked him to go to a place called "Liuli Palace" on the second day to discuss important matters.

"Important matters?"

Mo Xun frowned secretly. If he was not mistaken, this fairy Dong had always been on business in the Formation Pavilion. Why would she ask him to go to Liuli Palace?

Of course, such a question only flashed through his mind.

The next day, after simply telling Liu Jing a few words, he followed the map and went to Liuli Palace.

But on the way, he met an acquaintance.

This person's name is Zhang Xuan, with the cultivation level of the middle stage of foundation building. A few months ago, he came to Mo Xun to seek pills. After Mo Xun politely declined that day, the two of them had no more interactions.

If the other party hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten about it!

This person, like Mo Xun, joined the Liangyi Sect midway, and in terms of time, he joined only a year earlier.

"Brother Lin, are you going to Liuli Palace?"

Mo Xun was slightly stunned, a little surprised.

The direction he was going to had to pass through many places along the way, how could this person guess so accurately?

Mo Xun asked doubtfully: "Could it be Brother Zhang too?"

Zhang Xuan nodded with a bitter smile.

"That's right..."

Zhang Xuan hesitated for a moment before saying: "If so, it's just right to go with you!"

Seeing the other party like this, Mo Xun was obviously more suspicious.

There seems to be something unusual here!

After hesitating for a while, Mo Xun still asked: "Forgive me for being abrupt, I wonder if Brother Zhang has something important to do this time?"

Zhang Xuan smiled and shook his head, saying: "Actually, Zhang doesn't know, I should know when I go there!"

Mo Xun could naturally see that even if this person didn't know the truth, he probably guessed something.

Just looking at the other party's attitude, he was unwilling to talk to him more.

In fact, it's no wonder. Didn't he refuse the last time someone asked him to make an elixir?

The two of them exchanged a few simple pleasantries and then flew away hand in hand.

"The demons invaded two days ago, and I believe that senior brother must have been caught in a tough battle!"

"Not only a tough battle, but he almost lost his life. I thought I could practice with peace of mind after joining the sect, but I didn't expect that I would experience this after only a few days!"

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, "Although I haven't experienced it myself, I have heard about it, and a good friend of mine died tragically at the hands of a demon cultivator."

Mo Xun was slightly stunned, frowned and asked, "Brother Zhang was not there at the time?"

"Hehe... To be honest, senior brother, I happened to be practicing at a critical moment that day. Although I heard the bell, it was over before I had time to rush over. I guess I am lucky!"

Mo Xun suddenly understood, and secretly cursed his own stupidity.

If he hadn't been out of curiosity and not gone to see the excitement, there's no way he could have avoided the crisis.

People like them, who are just starting out, usually don't have any senior brothers. If something big happens, no one will care about them.

Even if he heard some bells, as long as he didn't go out, it would probably be fine.

But then, he muttered again.

Since this person had not participated in it that day, why was he summoned to Liuli Palace like him?

Could it be said that this trip has nothing to do with the demons?

Did he think too much before?

In an instant, he shook his head again. In this case, what else could it be besides that thing?

Although he was a little puzzled for a while, he was a good thinker.

Many times, he is good at finding the key to the problem from the subtleties.

Soon, he thought of the similarities between himself and Henry Zhang.

Both of them have just started!

It is obviously not a coincidence that Demon Xiu Neng appeared in Lingmendu and Liangyi Sect one after another like him.

If you think about it this way, this trip to Liuli Palace is very likely...