Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

"hiss……."

A sound of inhalation came from the bed.

Luo Chen felt the cool, numb and itchy feeling in his body, and felt quite comfortable.

Just now he poured a drop of Mi Shuhua's nourishing pulse fluid, mixed it with a bowl of water and drank it.

Needless to say, the effect is really good.

With the blessing of spiritual eyes, it is possible to vaguely detect the repair of meridians deep in the body.

The speed is not fast, but the victory is safe.

"I don't know how many spirit stones are needed for such a bottle of elixir?"

Luo Chen sighed and put away the medicine bottle.

One drop a day, too much is too much.

It has to be said that the higher the realm, the more various auxiliary cultivation elixir that needs to be used.

For example, during the Qi refining period, there is no need for many elixir at all, a bottle of Qi Yang Pill is enough to cover most of the elixir.

On the contrary, the foundation-building monks who laid the foundation of the Dao are trying their best to polish themselves in order to break through the alchemy.

Even small places like meridians and acupoints have special elixir.

"I am able to enjoy these things now, and I am really blessed by Mi Shuhua."

With a sigh, Luo Chen began to plan the practice courses for the next month.

First of all, it is best not to practice Changchun Gong in the short term.

Otherwise, every time one absorbs external spiritual power into the body, it is a contusion to the meridians.

Other elixirs should still be taken, but only in a small amount.

In Luo Chen's hands now, he has the Yangqi Pill exclusively sold by the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, and the Chalcedony Pill that he refined himself.

The medicinal power of the former, accompanied by his advancement to the seventh level of Qi Refining, is no longer as effective as before.

It seems that anecdotal drug resistance has emerged.

"After careful calculation, I have not taken more than fifty bottles of Yangqi pills, only a few hundred pills, and drug resistance appeared."

"Those thousand bottles of qi-nourishing pills can forcibly create a legend of perfect qi refining, which is false."

"Of course, it's also related to my not stopping taking it all the time. If it is used at intervals, maybe drug resistance will not appear so early?"

The potency of Qi Yang Pill is not as good as before, and the potency of middle grade Chalcedony Pill is only half.

However, drug resistance has not yet appeared, so you can eat it without any problems.

However, chalcedony pill has sequelae, taking too much will lead to jade in the dantian, this must be kept in mind.

In this way, the speed of practice will definitely not increase in this month.

However, Luo Chen's Changchun Kung Fu has reached the master level, and has the effect of automatically recovering Qi.

Instead, you can focus your energy on spells.

Click on the properties panel.

【Shou Yuan: 27/75】

[Spiritual Root: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth]

[Boundary: Seventh Floor of Qi Refining Period: 1/100]

[Cultivation method: Master of Changchun Gong: 927/1000]

[Spells: Dzogchen Fireball, Wind Control 670/1000, Traction 800/1000, Entangling 510/1000, Spiritual Eye 521/1000, Cleansing Perfect 350/500, Concentrating Breath Perfect 312/500, healing skill proficiency 115/200. 】

[Alchemy: Introduction to Folding Jade Hands 97/100, Suxin Hands 13/100]

[Martial arts: Grandmaster of Happy Journey 901/1000, Kaishan Pobei Palm Perfection 350/500, Introduction to Tiannv Scattering Flowers 81/100]

[Skills: Tier 1 Alchemist: Bigu San Dzogchen, Master of Zhongmiao Pills 610/1000, Chalcedony Pill Mastery 240/300]

[Achievement points: 24 points]

It has not been fully launched for a long time, but this time the property panel has changed slightly.

There is a separate column for these secular martial arts in the Xiaoyaoyou called "Martial Arts".

This is not too surprising. After all, these martial arts do not improve his combat power much, and mainly provide achievement points.

In addition, there is an extra column [Danshu], presumably it is related to his painstaking study of "Qingyuan Danjie".

"Unknowingly, the achievement points have accumulated to 24 points, maybe it can be used to try to get started with an incomplete pill?"

Luo Chen thought of another pill that Mi Shuhua gave him, Tongyou Pill.

That thing, after taking it, seems to be able to improve the foundation of the soul?

But after thinking about it carefully, Luo Chen still planned to put it down first.

After all, the main material of Tongyou Dan is a bit peculiar, if purchased in large quantities, it will definitely attract the attention of others.

Save these achievement points first!

On the premise of not consolidating one's own position, you still have to be careful when doing things.

Luo Chen's eyes fell on those magic and martial arts that were on the verge of upgrading.

Especially the Breath Containing Spirit Art!

"This month, spend all of it practicing these spells!"

"If all of them are upgraded, whether it's improving my combat power or accumulating achievement points, it will be of great benefit."

...

On this day, behind the Oblique Moon Valley.

It didn't go deep into the primordial forest of the Xiaoyue Mountains, it was just an open space nearby.

A figure is constantly going back and forth in the sky.

Sometimes it tosses and turns, and sometimes it leaps several feet like an arrow off the string.

The strength is continuous, and when the fallen leaves are fluttering like falling leaves, when the new energy is about to fall to the ground, the new energy rises again, and goes straight up with the wind.

Suddenly, that figure floated in mid-air, his eyes revealing the meaning of thinking.

After half a month of diligent practice, Xiaoyaoyou's mundane light kung fu has finally achieved Dzogchen.

The improvement brought about by the Dzogchen Getaway is the ability to circulate internal energy.

In other words, even when his energy is exhausted, he can generate several streams of energy and blood, allowing him to fly between the sky and the earth again.

If the worldly lightness work is taken as the standard, it is no doubt that Xiaoyaoyou has reached the state of perfection.

It allows mortals to fly for a short period of time.

However, under the premise of the spell of Yufeng Jue, this awesome effect seems dispensable.

"I was looking forward to it in vain."

Shaking his head, Luo Chen smiled.

"However, if one encounters a situation where one's spiritual power is exhausted, this light work can have a surprising effect."

"Moreover, it also provided me with an achievement point."

Thinking about it this way, I don't think it's too much of a disadvantage.

Moreover, Xiaoyaoyou's Great Perfection allowed him to cast Yufeng Jue's speed, which also increased by 30%.

Now his flying speed has completely surpassed that of a monk in the late stage of Qi Refining flying with a magic weapon.

The tossing and moving in a small area is extremely varied, and it really feels like traveling freely and wandering in the void.

If the Yufeng Jue is also perfect, the combination of the two, I am afraid that the power will be even more outstanding.

Among other things, Luo Chen is already at the full point of the running skill.

On the way back, he no longer used Xiaoyaoyou, but used Yufeng Jue to fly.

Proficiency is built up little by little under this daily habit.

After a while, he flew back to the Inclined Moon Valley.

As soon as he landed, he was stopped by Murong Qinglian.

"Here, this is sent by the leader of the gang. Do you see if it fits?"

Looking at the pure white coat without any variegation in sister-in-law's hand, Luo Chen was a little surprised.

"Do you still distribute clothes in the gang?"

As he spoke, he put on his coat.

Murong Qinglian watched from the side, his eyes couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

What a skin!

Mr. Pianpian, rich and handsome.

Maybe it's because of an injury. Recently, he has been concentrating on practicing spells and indulging in alchemy. His temperament has become less philistine and more quiet.

Looking at it as a whole, it looks like a prince and aristocrat, but also like a big disciple showing off his appearance.

"Didn't you suffer a secret injury when you broke through the realm? Usually you can't bear the cold, so the leader sent someone to send you this demon fox coat."

"The climate here is mild, and the winter is slower than other places, but it won't be long before the mountains are closed by heavy snow."

"With this coat made of fox fur, you don't need to use your spiritual power all the time to maintain your temperature."

Listening to Murong Qinglian's rambling words, Luo Chen also felt quite warm.

Whether in the heart or in the body.

"The stitches are good! The stitching is so dense that you can't notice it if you don't pay attention. The material is also good. If you can engrave formations, it feels no worse than a low-grade magic robe."

Luo Chen commented, and by the way gave a thumbs up to Mi Shuhua who was not here.

The old man has a heart!

Murong Qinglian smiled and said: "Recently, the gang is planning to start this business, using the scattered animal skins brought back from hunting at the Battle Hall to sew coats, more or less a profit from spirit stones in winter. "

"Like this?"

"That's right, because of this business, my medicine hall and the animal hall have had a big quarrel."

Murong Qinglian glanced at the female cultivators in the valley, sighed and said, "There are mostly female cultivators in the medicine hall, and there are not so many medicinal materials in winter, so we must find something profitable for them to do!"

"Your overcoat was actually sewn by our medicine hall female trainee, but the animal skin is a complete fox fur provided by the gang leader."

Luo Chen was also silent for a while.

Back then, he also experienced the winter in Dahefang, and those days were really difficult.

The mountains are blocked by heavy snow, whether it is hunting in the mountains, or collecting herbs and mining, it is infinitely more difficult.

Many casual cultivators couldn't survive this kind of winter at all. They either stopped practicing or left their hometowns to seek a living in other warm places.

How did you survive the winter?

The answer is bad!

Just rely on the bigu powder that I refined, and go through it day by day, don't talk about cultivation or anything.

Thinking of those days, Luo Chen felt the warmth brought by the coat on his body, thought for a while and said:

"Sister-in-law, go ahead and fight. I, Dantang, will definitely support you when the time comes. Zeng Wenyou and Brother Wang Yuan are there. I will also communicate with them."

"Then thank you very much. If you want to clean this coat in the future, you can also hand it over to the female cultivator in the medicine hall."

Murong Qinglian was all smiles, this was the answer she wanted to hear.

After chatting for a few more words, Luo Chen hurried back to Dantang after it was decided to go back to the courtyard for a birthday party at the end of the month.

It is also this time every day, he will go back to the alchemy hall and be in charge of refining the elixir in the afternoon.

All the chalcedony pills were carried out in the morning, and in the afternoon, it was mainly refining Zhongmiaowan and a small amount of Bigu pills.

He still has the formula and tricks of the former Zhongmiao Pills in his hands.

But the latter, he has already taught them all.

There is no need to master all of this kind of unprofitable things.

Instead, withdrawing from these trivial matters will bring him a lot of free time.

"Mi Li, you are in charge of the Great Pill Room today!"

"Tang Quan, you are in charge of the small pill room!"

"The others are fully cooperating. I want to see how you have improved during this time!"

With an order, all the young monks got busy.

Luo Chen stood outside, his eyes fell on another abandoned alchemy room, and he frowned endlessly.

"It's too wasteful to have a pill room empty."

"It not only restricts my proficiency, but also reduces the output of elixir, which is my dividend!"

"No, I have to ask Mi Shuhua to buy a new alchemy furnace!"

It's been a long time since I pulled wool, and after I put on new clothes today, my heart became agitated again.

For a moment, Luo Chen's hands were itchy.

...

...

Small courtyard, big world.

The alleys in the north of the city, which used to be cold and lonely, became lively in the afternoon.

People come and go, and various things are moved in from time to time.

Occasionally, residents asked people who lived in and out, and only got news about someone's birthday.

Who it is, they don't know, and the younger brothers of the Poshan Gang didn't say either.

But when they left, they were holding a big bamboo tube filled with freshly popped popcorn.

This is a good thing. Usually, Baishi Square sells a piece of spirit stone and a barrel.

It has to be our hall master's atmosphere.

Come to help, one bucket per person!

When Zeng Wen took his nephew Tang Quan and turned around and finally reached the gate of the courtyard, it was nearly dusk.

"The hall master should earn a lot of spirit stones, why does he live in such a remote place?"

Tang Quan looked around curiously, and couldn't find the way to change to an unfamiliar one.

Zeng Wen slapped him, "You kid is in the midst of blessings but you don't know the blessings. Fellow Daoist Luo used to be a casual cultivator. It's good to have such a place to stay."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Tang Quan, "I asked you to bring the gift, did you bring it?"

Tang Quan said aggrievedly: "Bring it, the incense burner is still good, but didn't the hall master say that you don't need to bring gifts to the door?"

"Hey, you kid is really ignorant!" Zeng asked the lesson of hating iron and steel, "I didn't ask you to bring a very expensive gift, a little thing, to show your heart, and to get closer. In the future, you will still be there His subordinates are messing around, maybe he will teach you more about alchemy."

While the two were talking, a girl was holding a big wine gourd and looked at them curiously.

Zeng Wen couldn't help but light up, what a beautiful little beauty!

Unexpectedly, the girl saluted him softly, "Did you ask uncle, my father often mentioned you when he was alive."

Father?

During his lifetime?

Seeing the familiar girl's oval face, Zeng Wen couldn't help asking, "Who is your father?"

"My father originally had no hometown, and he also practiced in the Poshan Gang before. He has a name called Yuejianhu."

Zeng Wen put away his previously lewd eyes, coughed, and became dignified.

"It's Xiaoyue. Your father and I do have a good relationship. But he often mentions me, so he might be scolding me behind my back!"

Yuan Xiaoyue chuckled, because she was holding the big gourd, but she didn't hide her smile.

The big gourd was in sight, and he asked curiously, "Who are you?"

"My grandfather asked me to give Brother Luo Chen a birthday present, 50-year-old pineapple wine. Before my father died, he liked to drink this year's wine the most. He said that it was made from pineapple wine that was full of water when the snow was heavy that year. The wines are more mellow than other vintages.”

"That boy Luo Chen is lucky."

Zeng Wen looked at the big gourd enviously, then turned around and slapped Tang Quan.

"See, little girls know how to bring gifts to the door, and you want me to teach you!"

Tang Quan felt aggrieved, so others were also taught by his grandfather!

Of course, I once asked this uncle, there is no airs of the father's generation at all, some are indeed the airs of the grandfather's generation.

The three of them walked into the courtyard while chatting and laughing.

As soon as I entered, a warm and lively feeling came over my face.

I saw a huge table in the yard, which was filled with sumptuous delicacies.

There are also three copper pots, which are placed on the front, middle and back of the table.

Under the small copper pot is a stove with a burning charcoal fire, which is where most of the heat in the courtyard comes from.

Before Zeng Wen had time to find an acquaintance, Tang Quan ran over.

"Old Qu, why are you here? This is your grandson?"

Qu Hancheng said with a smile: "The hall master let me come over for a light meal when he heard that I was recovering from my injuries."

After speaking, he took out the half-grown child behind him.

"Lingjun, I met your Uncle Tang Quan."

The half-grown child opened his big eyes, looked at Tang Quan curiously, and whispered, "Hello, Uncle Tang Quan!"

Tang Quan came to have fun, "It's not okay for a child to be so afraid of life, come, uncle will take you to play!"

Seeing Tang Quan flying around with his little grandson in his arms, the child was so frightened that he burst into tears.

Qu Seoul showed a smile instead.

I am incompetent, and the son I gave birth has no spiritual roots.

But the son and daughter-in-law worked hard, gave birth to three cubs, and finally got a spiritual root in Qu Lingjun.

Although it is still the four spiritual roots that the big sect doesn't like, it has the foundation of practice after all.

Now that he can get to know these qi refining monks a little bit more, the road ahead will be smoother.

Speaking of which, I would like to thank Hall Master Luo Chen for giving him this opportunity.

His eyes fell on the female cultivators whispering in the courtyard, Zeng Wen who showed off in front of Murong Qinglian and was beaten by Qin Liangchen, and the young male cultivator sitting on the threshold with an indifferent expression.

These are basically great monks in the late stage of Qi refining!

Unknowingly, Hall Master Luo Chen's private circle has such strength.

Well, I can't be idle, I need to help more, I'm not here for free rice today!

...

In the room, Luo Chen, who was boiling the bottom of the pot, looked helplessly at the gift that came in again.

"I've said it all, just come empty-handed. Today I mainly want to get together with everyone and have a good meal."

Zeng Wen rubbed the big bag on his head while stuffing a book into Luo Chen's arms.

"Do you want to love it, because I'm afraid that this thing will spoil Tang Quan, otherwise I don't want to give it to you."

Luo Chen was taken aback for a moment, and when he saw a corner of the book, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"What do you think of me, I'm not..."

"Okay, okay, I know you're not that kind of person, so I won't give it to you next time."

Zeng Wen shook his hand and went out, clearly not believing Luo Chen's words.

In his opinion, Fellow Daoist Luo is his kindred spirit!

Luo Chen quietly put the enlightenment book into the storage bag.

This kind of thing must be criticized in the dead of night!

Speaking of it, he obviously said hello, but the guests who came today have more or less given some gifts.

It's not particularly expensive, but it all has a heart in it.

Yuan Xiaoyue's 50-year-old pineapple wine, Tangquan's incense burner, Bai Meiling's exotic flower, Feng Xia's handful of seeds, and Duan Feng's little secret to maintaining a magic weapon.

Brother Wang Yuan also came over just now, and brought Luo Chen a bottle of Taishan Fang's specialty elixir - golden jade liquid.

It is said that applying it all year round is very good for body training.

Brother Qin and his wife also gave him a folding fan. Although it is only a low-grade magic weapon, it looks very good!

Luo Chen also complained that it was almost winter and gave away fans, but when he learned from his sister-in-law that Brother Qin personally picked them, he couldn't say anything.

During the days when he was practicing with him every day in the Palace of Trials, he casually said a few words, such as flying with a sword, folding fans in white clothes, and other styles of cultivating immortals.

But I didn't expect Brother Qin to remember it in my heart.

Only Gu Caiyi, under Luo Chen's instructions, didn't give him any presents.

After all, the two of them are so familiar, it's strange to give gifts.

Remembering all these little gifts in his heart, Luo Chen's action of boiling the soup became more powerful.

This is his first official birthday since time travel, which proves that he has finally settled down in this strange world.

No matter what, let everyone eat and drink!

...

A few moonstones were placed around the yard, matching the bright moonlight to make the yard as bright as day.

A steaming soup pot, more than a dozen small stir-fries with all kinds of color and fragrance, and several cold dishes.

In addition, the fairy beans and popcorn fried by Luo Chen were also placed in every corner.

A total of twelve people sat at a large table.

Pour fine wine and drink this cup to the top.

After being greeted by Luo Chen and Zeng Wen, the two veterans, the atmosphere suddenly rose.

Everyone chatted about all kinds of anecdotes and strange things inside and outside Dahefang, and even Wang Yuan, who was always reticent, told an interesting story about Taishanfang.

It is said that a young man from a local Xiuxian family worshiped in a Jindan sect in Yudingyu.

Accidentally strayed into the secret place of the sect, and peeked at the daughter of the head of the sect taking a bath. He thought that he was going to be prosperous from now on, and that family even prepared the dowry.

As a result, the daughter of the head of the family was unwilling, and even invited the elders to destroy the family.

It was originally a tragedy of family ruin, but because there was a bit of eclectic elements in it, and it was said from Wang Yuan's mouth, it was inexplicably funny.

In the middle of drinking, Zeng Wen felt that it was not lively enough, so he took the lead in playing the drinking order.

The others didn't show their timidity, Duan Feng, who was cold-faced and warm-hearted, even showed off a little.

When it came to Luo Chen, he was embarrassed instead.

"I won't!"

"Isn't it a cultivator who has traveled through time, why do you still have to do the thing of copying?"

As a last resort, he took a big drink.

Seeing his embarrassment, Gu Caiyi took over the conversation and said that he would perform a dance for everyone.

Everyone applauded!

Gu Caiyi didn't flinch, she blinked at Luo Chen, then flew into the sky above the courtyard with her sleeves fluttering.

The Jinghong Dance that amazed all directions on the Dao Discussion Stage at the beginning has reappeared in the world.

Luo Chen was fascinated by watching, he understood the meaning of that glance, this dance was his birthday present.

When I first moved into the yard, I also said that I wanted to meet the other party for a private dance, but I never saw it.

Now he got what he wanted, although there were other people watching.

Zeng Wen next to him exclaimed that it was a pity, saying that there is no such dance in Tianxiang Tower.

"Being in the gang for a long time, this dancing skill is quite unfamiliar."

After landing, Gu Caiyi smiled reservedly, but the applause clearly disagreed with her modest words.

Zeng Wen wanted to restart the drinking order again, but everyone got tired of playing it and suggested a different way of playing.

Zeng Wen, who has been in Fengyue Field for many years, took out a small pot and a handful of arrows as soon as he changed hands.

"Let's play pot throwing!"

"Such tricks, what's so interesting, can't trouble us practitioners."

"No, no, you've underestimated the pitching pot." Zeng Wen put it bluntly, "Foundation cultivators can't use spiritual consciousness to play pitching pots, and Qi refining cultivators can't use spiritual power."

"And this small pot is actually a middle-grade defensive magic weapon with an inner formation. If you have bad eyesight and insufficient strength, you can't throw it in!"

That being said, everyone is interested.

They picked up arrows one after another and threw them inside.

If you lose, you have to drink.

Of course, after Wang Yuan casually showed his hand in this game, he was banned from participating.

Tixiu playing pitching pots is cheating!

In such a cheerful atmosphere, I don't know who said a word.

"Snowing!"

Everyone stopped throwing pots, stopped talking to each other, and looked up at the sky.

Under the night sky, crystal-clear hexagonal snowflakes fluttered down.

"I don't know how many casual cultivators will die in Dahefang this year."

"Hey, let's all live in peace!"