Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"How to do the apprenticeship ceremony?"

Chen Mo turned to look at the red snake demon, but the other party shook its huge snake head.

How could the snake demon know this?

He glanced at the old turtle again, and this look made the old guy excited again: "I know, I know, let him kneel on the ground and kowtow seven or seventy-nine times, and then call sixty-six thirty-six times master, Finally, kneel for another five, five and twenty-five days, and it will be done.”

These words made Yu Qiqi break into a cold sweat, and Chen Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This old thing really has no useful words.

"Forget it, let's make it simple. There is no need for the red tape behind it. Our Motai Mountain is not a pedantic and ancient immortal sect." Chen Mo waved his hand.

And just when Yu Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get up, the other party's voice came to his ears again.

"Just kowtow forty-nine times."

"ah?!"

"Don't want to?"

"willing!"

Yu Qiqi gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground, stretched out his arms in front of him, and knelt down.

Finally, in less than half a cup of tea, the forty-nine rings were heard, and a hole was made in the ground in front of him.

At this moment, he just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible.

Damn Mo Taishan, fuck the master! He doesn't care about it!

"Master is on top!"

"That's right, that's right. It's your first time as a disciple, so I don't have any gifts for you. I'll just give you these two bottles of elixirs and this stack of talismans."

Yu Qiqi looked happy on the surface, but actually took it sarcastically.

He originally thought that a foundation builder could not give him anything good, but when he saw the talisman, he was completely stunned.

There are ten of them in a stack, and they are all third-level Zhenglei Talismans!

This is a spell that can damage even golden elixirs.

"Chen...Master...Master, is this really for me?" Yu Qiqi couldn't believe it.

"No? Don't forget it."

"Yes! Yes!"

"Do you still remember the mission assigned by the master?"

"Remember! Remember it clearly!"

"Well, not bad. Then go down the mountain." Chen Mo waved his hand and walked straight into the depths of the spiritual pool without caring about anything else.

Yu Qiqi stayed there for a long time, until the old turtle came forward and said: "The spell belongs to you, and the elixir belongs to me? How about it?"

As he spoke, he drooled.

"Elixir?"

He opened the bottle curiously, and the aroma of the medicine immediately overflowed.

Although he is an ordinary foundation builder who hangs out in Taiyang District, he still has the necessary eyesight.

Almost instantly, I realized what kind of elixir this was!

"Yuan Yang Dan! It's actually Yang Yuan Dan!"

He counted, there were 12 in total, and these were probably enough for him to break through to the sixth level of foundation building in half a year!

Damn your dignity!

I’m determined to be this master!

Yu Qiqi was so happy that he picked up the charm and porcelain bottle and walked out, completely ignoring the old turtle cursing at the side.

After leaving Changge Lingchi, he muttered: "Motai Mountain is not a big place, only a few hundred acres. The headmaster is quite generous. Hehe, it's not impossible."

Then he left happily whistling.

…

In the Changge Lingchi, the red snake demon was not interested in Chen Mo's series of operations.

He handed over the thousands of Yuan Yang Pills he had refined over the past two months to Chen Mo. As for how to distribute them, it was up to him.

In fact, the red snake demon was notarized so much that he didn't even give away his seven children.

As they walked into the courtyard, Tian Suqin, who was meditating in the room, immediately ran out and said in a face-to-face manner: "Headmaster Chen, I have already told the Wu family that I will not go anywhere in the past two years and will stay in Motai Mountain. The head of the Wu family has said that it is not impossible for me to join Motai Mountain."

"What?"

Chen Mo was stunned.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, please say something to me."

The red snake demon was a little at a loss. After all, the other party had taught him how to make alchemy diligently for more than half a year. It would not be a good idea not to speak at this time.

But it’s not up to him to decide whether to join the Immortal Sect or not!

"Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​Motai Mountain is just a small mountain..."

"Then I don't care, I just want you to be my teacher."

"..."

Tian Suqin was having a very hard time these days. She was already feeling itchy as she watched the almost unlimited supply of spiritual plants being squandered by the red snake demon in batches after batches.

In addition, she made a special trip back a few days ago. After telling her thoughts to the head of the family, the other party did not hold back and unconditionally agreed to let her worship at Mount Motai.

This strengthened her idea.

Is an alchemist important?

Very important, but more important is obviously the spiritual plant.

Only with spiritual plants can you refine alchemy, and only with alchemy can you become an alchemist.

You know, the two snake demons spent more than half a year practicing and spent less than two months refining thousands of Yuan Yang Dan. This number is terrifying!

You know, she used to refine more than fifty pieces a year, and generally a fairy sect would only produce two to three hundred pieces a year!

Not only that, looking at this situation, one thousand pieces in two months is the limit of the blue and red snake demon, not the limit of Motai Mountain. It seems that Chen Mo's storage ring is a bottomless pit, and there are always endless spiritual plants to take out.

"Well, how about you stay here for now and continue to exchange alchemy experiences with the red snake demon? Wait until Motai Mountain develops and then think about it."

Chen Mo has his own ideas.

Although Tian Suqin and Wen Haowen were relatively stable these days, they were changing families after all, and he wasn't sure.

"Hey." Tian Suqin sighed.

The meaning of this sentence could not be more obvious, that is, to reject her.

"Forget it, then I'll stay for another half a year and then leave." She shook her head in disappointment and turned back to the house.

After a while, the red snake demon, who had been in an awkward position, spoke: "She...she's not bad."

"Yeah." Chen Mo nodded, "But it's not her problem, it's the problem of the Wei and Wu families."

Before these two families are dealt with, it is indeed not suitable for them to stay in or join Motai Mountain.

"I'll listen to you."

The red snake demon nodded quietly.

Chen Mo blew a whistle, and in a blink of an eye, Xiao Kang, Xiao Jin, Dou, the hump-headed white eagle, the hyena demon and other contracted monsters swarmed in.

Even the old turtle who was napping at the door ran over quickly.

One by one, they sat on the ground very docilely, looking at him with hooked eyes.

At this moment, Chen Mo felt like raising chickens in the countryside. Every time he fed the chickens, they would feed them, just waiting for him to throw rice into the air, and nod and nod after landing.

Chen Mo opened the bottle stopper and fed one Yang Yuan Dan.

One can be refined for about 5-7 days. Judging from the talent of the monster beast, the fastest one can break through a layer in one or two months, and the slow one can break through a layer in half a year with the supply of Yang Yuan Dan.

Such a cultivation speed is probably not something that human cultivators can catch up with.

Among them, the fastest one is of course the five-horned heavy lizard!

Now, other monster beasts have just reached the second level, but it has reached the seventh level of the second level. It looks majestic with its copper skin and iron bones. I am afraid that in another three or four months, it will become the number one monster under the green and red snake monsters of Motai Mountain!