Ji Yao's retreat lasted for a whole year.

Her behavior made Rong Yu, who was sitting opposite her, feel that his junior sister must be very sad. After all, he was the male cultivator that she could not get...

So when Ji Yao opened the door of the alchemy room with a refreshed look on his face, he immediately saw his senior brother who was looking at him eagerly in the alchemy room opposite.

Brother, what's wrong with you?

Why don't you stay in the alchemy room, but sit at the door and stare at this in a daze?

"Brother? Are you cosplaying here? Acting as the Husband-Waiting Stone?"

Ji Yao's voice suddenly brought Rong Yu back to reality from his trance.

"Quarseple? What's that?"

Rongyu stood up and wanted to go up and touch his junior sister's head as he did before.

But when he thought that this would only cause her unnecessary misunderstandings, he immediately turned his outstretched hand and grabbed the back of his junior sister's collar.

"It's just role-playing! Brother, are you playing the role of the Husband-Waiting Stone?"

Ji Yao felt like he had discovered his senior brother's secret. He never knew his senior brother had such an interesting hobby...

When Rong Yu heard the word role-playing, the corners of his mouth froze. Junior sister also likes role-playing?

This requirement...will cost a lot of spirit stones.

Life is not easy, Rongyu sighed, it seems that he needs to refine more pills.

Looking at his junior sister whose hair grew like a hedgehog, Rong Yu didn't know how to start talking for a moment.

You can't just say directly: Junior sister, I'll take you to have some fun.

If Master knew about this, he would probably twist his head off.

Rongyu was worried to death.

"Yaoyao! You're finally out!"

Ji Yao looked in the direction of the voice and saw his old baby running towards him with a haggard look on his face.

Oh, why does it feel like after a year of seclusion, Master and Senior Brother are on the verge of collapse?

"Master, are you...back from reclaiming wasteland?"

Master Hongyi grabbed the collar from Rongyu's hand, then carried Ji Yao and rushed towards his cave.

Rong Yu looked at his empty hand, his face gradually becoming angry. His master has no martial ethics!

Ji Yao was puzzled. What was so popular about his collar?

She tried to struggle, but found that her master was holding her too tightly, so she gave up instantly.

Ji Yao relaxed his whole body and let his master hold him. He felt like a tied-up salted fish, his body swaying in the air, which was quite fun.

"Master, you're in such a hurry, but have you refined the elixir of immortality?"

When the elixir of immortality was mentioned, Master Hongyi frowned and looked frustrated.

"Disciple, tell me honestly, what grade is this elixir?"

What grade?

Why are you asking this?

The Secret Guide to the Hunyuan Divine Pill doesn't mention what grade of pill this is, but since the recipe is included in the Secret Guide to the Divine Pill, it should be related to the Divine Pill in some way.

Ji Yao looked at his master's unhappy expression, and then seemed to have thought of something: "Master, you didn't succeed in refining it?"

"I tried twice and wasted two longevity fruits. The only thing I made was a mid-grade pill. I don't know if the effect is stable."

Seeing his master lowering his head sadly like a defeated quail, Ji Yao cleared his throat and said, "How about I give it a try?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Master Hongyi smiled instantly, and his depressed mood disappeared.

"That's great! I just happened to have some spiritual herbs prepared. You can start refining the pill right away!"

If Ji Yao still can't realize that he has been tricked at this point, then he can really poke his own eyes out.

This old baby from Qingyun Peak is still as despicable as ever!

Ji Yao was pushed into Master Hongyi's exclusive alchemy room like a duck on a shelf. Looking at the various medicinal herbs neatly arranged on the table, she took a deep breath.

Looking at Master Hongyi's expectant face, Ji Yao finally couldn't bear to say the words of refusal.

Sighing, Ji Yao took out his alchemy furnace and casually threw the herbs into it.

Then he turned his head to look at his master who was hesitant to speak, and Ji Yao raised his eyebrows in confusion: "Master, is your face cramping?"

Master Hongyi ignored her chatter and stared at the herbs in the furnace, not daring to speak loudly.

"Disciple, aren't you throwing away these herbs too carelessly?"

So that's why.

Ji Yao suddenly became interested and pretended to be shocked. He covered his mouth with his hands and said in surprise: "Ah? Isn't that so? This is my first time refining it too. How about I take it out and put it back in neatly?"

When Master Hongyi heard this, he was instantly panicked. Is this possible?

Why do I feel that my disciple is less reliable than me?

Thinking of this, Master Hongyi looked at the furnace with a distressed look on his face. It seemed that this batch of medicinal materials would be wasted...

Ji Yao originally wanted to tease his master, but he didn't expect him to react so strongly. It seems that refining this elixir of immortality has doubled his pressure!

He couldn't even tell that his own disciple was joking...

"Master, let's just ask, is there a possibility..."

Before Ji Yao could finish his words, Master Hongyi suddenly looked up and asked, "How is that possible? Do you still have any longevity fruits?"

Ji Yao smiled awkwardly, then took out a bottle of pills from his storage ring and handed it to him.

"Maybe I'm casual because I'm familiar with it?"

Master Hongyi took the bottle of pills tremblingly, looked at his disciple in disbelief, opened his mouth but could not say anything.

He solemnly opened the medicine bottle and poured out a pill. Instantly, the familiar fragrance of the pill filled his nose.

Master Hongyi's eyes turned red. He had been smelling the fragrance of this elixir for a whole year. This was... the elixir of immortality!

It’s also the best elixir of immortality!

Master Hongyi cried with joy, "That's great, our ancestors are saved!"

"Disciple, have you been refining this elixir for over a year?"

Ji Yao nodded, then took out a piece of pitch-black cloth and handed it to Master Hongyi.

"Master, can you wipe your tears?"

When Master Hongyi saw the strip of cloth, he burst out laughing. "Isn't this the fragment of clothing that was shattered by the lightning when you formed your infant?"

Ji Yao nodded proudly.

"Good disciple! You are worthy of being my disciple, Master Hongyi."

Master Hongyi looked at his disciple with tears and laughter, thinking that he had really grown up and knew how to help his master solve problems!

Ji Yao thought for a moment and then said comfortingly, "Master, don't be discouraged. My alchemy furnace is a little different. I can only make elixirs with it."

"Shh! Don't be distracted, just focus on refining the elixir."

The process of refining this batch of elixirs lasted until the evening of the next day.

Ji Yao handed the pill to Master Hongyi, and then took his own bottle of pills back.

"Master, brothers should settle accounts clearly. I'll give you your pills. I'm going to sell mine to the ancestors of other sects!"

Master Hongyi held the hot pills fresh from the oven with a smile on his face, his eyes narrowed into a line. He waved at Ji Yao and said:

"Hurry back and rest. I'll go and blackmail your head master and divide the spoils with you when I come back!"