Immortal Palace Longevity

Every morning, Liu Yu would collect some newly condensed dew and brew a pot of Qinghe tea to drink.

He could clearly feel that his spiritual consciousness was slowly growing. Although the effect was very slow in the short term, the long-term prospects were very promising.

A pot of Qinghe tea in the morning became his daily routine, and he gradually developed an unshakable habit.

There was no time limit for cultivating immortals. In the secluded cultivation life, a month passed in a flash.

During this month, Liu Yu took the Biling Pill to cultivate every day. Compared with absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth without taking the pill, the speed of cultivation was incomparable. His cultivation had already taken a small step steadily on the seventh level of Qi Refining.

But the good times did not last long. After a month, he had to stop this luxurious cultivation. There was a practical problem that needed to be solved.

There were no more spiritual stones!

He had previously withdrawn a year's salary from the sect, and used up 100 of the 120 spirit stones, 5 more to activate the Red Flame Formation and refine the pill, and lost a little bit of spiritual energy from the other 5 spirit stones. In the end, only 10 were left, which was not enough to support his extravagant cultivation!

He had to find a way to replenish the spirit stones in order to continue to cultivate quickly. He was used to the rapid improvement of taking pills, and then he was asked to sit in meditation and refine his qi. His cultivation speed was like a turtle crawling, which made him unacceptable.

Liu Yu sat cross-legged on the futon, took out all the remaining spirit stones and put them in his arms. With a thought, he communicated with the green light spot, and his soul entered the immortal mansion.

He put all the spirit stones on the black spiritual soil, took out the spirit grass seeds needed to refine the Qingling Pill from the wooden house on the left, and planted them.

Not long after, after ripening, a total of 70 spiritual herbs for refining the Qingling Pill were obtained.

Qingling Pill is the most common pill Liu Yu has ever made, with a success rate of nearly 40%. It is also the most valuable pill he can make, and it has a good sales volume among cultivators. It is also the pill that is easy to sell.

Because the spiritual stones are insufficient to replenish the consumption of the black spiritual field, the black spiritual soil that has been planted with spiritual grass after ripening is obviously yellow, close to the color of rocks that can be seen everywhere on the island, which is a manifestation of insufficient spiritual power.

But there is no way. Now Liu Yu has no spiritual stones in his hand. He can only wait until the refined pills are sold before replenishing the spiritual power for the black spiritual field!

Liu Yu is already very familiar with the refining of Qingling Pill. In addition, his cultivation has improved, and the grade of this pill is relatively low. He can refine ten furnaces of Qingling Pill every day.

Another seven days have passed. This time, the success rate of refining Qingling Pill officially reached 30%, and a total of 170 Qingling Pills were obtained.

Liu Yu guessed that there were two reasons for the increase in success rate: one was that practice makes perfect. As long as you practice more, you will always have some experience in anything, just like the story of the oil seller; the other was that his cultivation broke through the late stage of Qi Refining and the daily drinking of Qinghe Tea brought about the improvement of his spiritual consciousness. Compared with the middle stage of Qi Refining, his spiritual consciousness strength has made great progress. He gradually realized the benefits of a strong spiritual consciousness.

Put the refined elixir into a jade bottle, ten pills per bottle, and put it into the storage bag.

Liu Yu pinched the spell in his hand, and a ray of light shot onto the array plate to open the Sancai array, and walked out of the two-story attic.

It was not long after the Mao hour, the sky was slightly bright, and the eastern horizon was already stained with red clouds.

The air in the early morning was a little cold, and there was a faint mist. In the faint mist, Liu Yu held a porcelain bowl, gently shook the leaves of each plant, and shook off the dew.

When the dew was almost collected, brew a pot of Qinghe tea, sit in the pavilion in the middle of the lake and drink it slowly.

One hand on the railing, the other holding a steaming teacup.

Liu Yu stood in the pavilion in silence, his dark pupils taking in the morning scenery, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind.

He drank a cup and put away the tea set.

He took out the liquid medicine prepared according to the "Magic Cultivation Essentials" from the storage bag, and with a special method, Liu Yu smeared the turbid liquid on his face in front of the mirror.

After a while, he disguised himself as a sallow-faced man, who looked about 40 years old and was not conspicuous in the crowd.

Then he took out the bamboo hat and black gauze that he had not used for a long time, tied them up and put them on, and changed into a green shirt.

He planned to hide his identity and leave Hanyue City, find a place to sell the elixir, and exchange some spirit stones for cultivation.

After confirming that there were no omissions and that he would not recognize a familiar person even if he stood in front of him, Liu Yu slapped the storage bag to take out the Golden Dragon Sword, pinched his hands to input magic power, and jumped onto the sword body after the Golden Dragon Sword grew to a size of ten feet.

Then he used a sleight of hand to hide his tracks, so that the mortals in the city could not detect his departure, and controlled the Golden Dragon Sword to fly southward.

During this month, Liu Yu also went to the cold iron vein twice, and the amount of ore produced was sufficient. Wu Chang and his men stationed in the mine did not make any mistakes.

He told the four people not to interfere with the management of the mine at will, and to leave professional matters to specialized people to avoid affecting the output.

Liu Yu turned a blind eye to the small actions of the four people. As long as they handed over enough ore every month, the little ore they embezzled was not worth a few spirit stones.

The cold iron ore must be refined to obtain cold iron. The process is extremely troublesome and time-consuming. Cold iron is only a material for refining low-grade magic tools. The price is relatively ordinary, so he does not take it seriously.

Liu Yu did not intervene in the small dirty things caused by the uneven distribution of Wu Chang, Zhou Guibo, Xie Huaxiong, and Sun Ju. He wanted to be an arbitrator to judge right and wrong, not a participant in the game.

Chai Wenzheng replenished all the lost personnel in the mine, but he had many small ideas. In order to please him, he arranged two beautiful maids to be sent to the house a month ago, under the pretext of serving tea and taking care of daily life.

But they were all rejected by Liu Yu and warned that he should maintain his Yuanyang body before building his foundation, and stay away from such things as the pleasure of dragons and phoenixes and fish and water.

However, Liu Yu was not a real hard cultivator, so he asked Chai Wenzheng to arrange two musicians and dancers with good figures and looks to live next to the mansion. After cultivation, he would occasionally call them in to perform, appreciate singing and dancing to relax.

The way of cultivation is to relax and tighten, and relaxation is more conducive to cultivation.

The cultivation resources in the place where Hanyue City is located are very scarce. There are no high-grade spiritual veins, nor are there valuable and rare cultivation resources. Therefore, there are no large cultivation families, and cultivators in the foundation-building period rarely pass through this area.

The cold iron ore vein is considered the best resource in the surrounding area, but it has been occupied by the Yuanyang Sect. Other small forces dare not raise any objections to such resources that are favored by large sects.

Therefore, there are only three small families in the Qi Refining period around Hanyue City. There are only a few big cats and small cats, and there are no particularly powerful people. The number of cultivators in the three families does not exceed 50. The one with the highest cultivation level is the patriarch of the Feng family, named Feng Tianwei, who has a cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi Refining.

The nearest gathering place for immortal cultivators to Hanyue City is Huangshan Market, which is located more than 200 miles south of Hanyue City. It is a small market.

The mainstream cultivators in the market are mostly in the early and middle stages of Qi Refining. Those in the late stage of Qi Refining are considered to be small masters. As for the foundation-building cultivators, it is not possible to see one in a year.