"Why are your fragments in this Mirror Lake Palace?" Wei Dongliu asked calmly.

"Of course it's to borrow its spatial power. Otherwise, how could such a large independent cave be opened up?" Kunlun Mirror replied, and then clicked his tongue a few times, "But you didn't fall for it. That's good!"

"Who would be fooled by such low-level divisive tactics?" Wei Dongliu sneered.

"Oh?" Kunlun Jing was somewhat touched. "Guan Shui, although you usually look like a jerk with no bottom line, you finally lived up to my trust at the critical moment."

"Trust? It's just a way for mediocre people to keep each other warm." Wei Dongliu laughed arrogantly, "A truly powerful person is never afraid of betrayal, because he ascended the Sky Throne by relying on his own strength, not anyone else's 'help'!"

"...I take back what I said before, sorry." Kunlun Mirror said speechlessly.

After defeating the Kunlun Mirror, Wei Dongliu silently practiced his skills and transformed all the demonic energy into Taoist true energy.

Then he looked at the pool at the end of the hall.

There was stagnant water in the pond, about four fingers high, in which there were twelve ears of golden rice, and there was also red grass as high as the waist, which was bright blood-red and extremely luxuriant.

There were two Jiahe plants and four Zhucao plants. Excluding the one for Qilin, there was exactly one plant for each of the five people.

But how to divide it?

Wei Dongliu had a blank expression on his face. He used Luo Yan's knowledge of spiritual herbs to take out a glass vessel (some spiritual herbs would melt when in contact with soil, or die when in contact with gold, or turn into something when in contact with jade, so stone, jade, or gold and iron vessels could not be used), picked six spiritual herbs and put them in the vessel.

Turning around and going out, back to the inner room outside, under the expectant and anxious gazes of the crowd, Wei Dongliu took out the glass vessel, opened it, and placed it on the ground:

"How do you divide it?"

When everyone saw that there were six spiritual herbs inside, they first breathed a sigh of relief, but then they saw that there were only four red herbs, and they couldn't help but become nervous.

"Well..." Jiang Li'an tried to smooth things over, saying with a smile, "Actually, you don't have to have Red Grass, right? Since Jiahe and Red Grass are planted in the same pond, they must be rare spiritual herbs of the same grade. Maybe there are elders in the sect who are willing to buy them."

"It couldn't be better if the elders of Tianmo Dao are willing to acquire Jiahe," Wen Yang said seriously.

"Why don't you ask the elders of the Yin Gui Dao?" Witch Jiang immediately counterattacked.

Everyone was speechless and embarrassed. Of course, since Jiahe was favored by Qilin, it must be a treasure of the same rank as Zhucao.

However, what treasure can compare with seventy years of cultivation?

No one could beat Wei Dongliu, which meant that only four people could compete for the three red grasses.

Under normal circumstances, the moment they see the pond, everyone will definitely leave the team and rush over. Who can succeed depends on their own ability.

However, Wei Dongliu's fighting power was too exaggerated, and he crushed all of them who were elites of the same level, so that now no one dared to take action, and they could only look at each other and glare.

"I want Jiahe." Long Xiaoqi suddenly said.

Her initiative to step forward was unexpected to everyone, but upon closer inspection, it was also expected.

Qilin was willing to take the initiative to ask for Jiahe, which showed that this thing might be useful to the demon clan. As for what Long Xiaoqi's true form was, everyone had already guessed it from the corresponding mirror monster, especially from the other party's unreasonably strong body.

If it were in ancient times, if everyone found out that their teammates were actually monsters, they would have started fighting each other.

However, the conflict between humans and demons is not popular nowadays. As a large number of demons are located in the Donghuang Demon Realm and have never set foot in the human world, there is no longer much racial hatred between humans and demons.

In addition, Wen Yang, Gu Lie and the others had something to hide, so they pretended to know nothing and forced a smile:

"It is great that Fellow Daoist Long is willing to give up his share of the red grass."

"Friend Long is a man of high moral character. We are deeply moved."

Long Xiaoqi waved his hands, with no expression on his face.

After the distribution was decided, everyone rushed to get their own portion.

Except for Long Xiaoqi who carefully put away Jiahe, the others put it in a bowl, mixed it with gold and jade, and it immediately turned into golden juice and jade liquid, which they then drank up.

Soon, the medicinal power began to rise in the purple palace.

Wen Yang, Gu Lie and Jiang Li'an all felt a burning sensation in their lower abdomens. Their purple palace was rapidly approaching perfection. They quickly sat down cross-legged on the ground to refine the medicinal power.

Only Wei Dongliu felt nothing after drinking it, because he had already cultivated the Jade Palace... If Qingping Sword had not told him that there were still very tiny flaws on the inner wall of the Jade Palace that were being repaired, he would really have suspected that he had drunk a fake medicine.

Long Xiaoqi looked over with a curious look, as if asking, "Aren't you in a hurry to refine the medicinal power?"

Wei Dongliu pretended not to notice and just stood there with his arms folded. Then the reminder of the rising synchronization value rang in his mind again.

Time passed minute by minute, and the three of them were still concentrating on refining the medicinal power; Long Xiaoqi looked around boredly and yawned; Wei Dongliu silently calculated his remaining lifespan and expected cultivation level.

As a cultivator, life management is a compulsory course. In addition, his own situation is special. Using the Kunlun Mirror in parallel makes the situation more complicated. Therefore, he needs to take inventory and calculate frequently to facilitate future planning and management:

I entered Kunlun at the age of 20, and later began to practice Taoism in multiple ways.

Seven years later (accumulated along the three lines, twenty years have actually passed, and the body is forty years old), he completes the marrow cleansing in the blood pool of the Demon Locking Tower and officially begins the transformation of the palace.

Then, through the cloud sea and sky cocoon, he accelerated by thirty years and became seventy years old.

Three years later (adding the three lines in parallel, ten years have actually passed, and the body is eighty years old), that is, now, there are still one hundred and twenty years of life left.

Ten years are reserved just in case, which means that through daily practice, a maximum of one hundred and twenty years of cultivation can be accumulated (ten years of practice have been completed at the Huafu stage, and there are still one hundred and ten years to practice).

However, in reality, it is impossible to use every day of the remaining life span to cultivate the Tao. After all, in life, there will always be some strange emergencies that will delay the progress of cultivation.

Therefore, when I am 190 years old, I should have less than 120 years to live just by practicing Taoism in my daily life - but I can make up for it with the ten years of my reserved life, so let's just count it as 120 for now.

Then calculate the cultivation gained from the adventure:

The golden mercury elixir is equivalent to sixty years of cultivation, thirty years in the cloud sea cocoon, seventy years of enlightenment in Kunlun Tianmen Hall, fifty years of immersion in Chaoyuan spiritual energy, and then seventy years of this golden juice and jade liquid.

Two hundred and eighty years in total!

Adding the previous 120 years of daily cultivation, it is exactly 400 years of cultivation in the Huafu.

In other words, if he did not seek for adventures from now on, and concentrated on practicing in the sect, he would form a golden elixir when he was over 190 years old, when his life span was almost over, and it would be just enough to reach the threshold of the second-grade golden elixir.

As for the first-grade golden elixir, it is said that the threshold is eight hundred years, and an additional four hundred years are required... This number is so abnormal that he dare not aim too high and will slowly look for other adventures later.

If it doesn’t take eight hundred years to complete, the second-grade golden elixir will only be of the second grade.

If anyone present heard this, they would probably be so angry that they would bleed.

What is the concept of a second-grade golden elixir?

The Kunlun Taiqing Sect, which places the most emphasis on the realm of cultivation, has only produced one second-grade golden elixir since its establishment ten thousand years ago, and that is the current headmaster Ziwei.

As for the entire world of cultivation, there are basically no more than five of them... This thing obviously cannot be built up with just resources, but requires outstanding talent, super combat power and the favor of heaven, none of which can be missing.

Of course, in the eyes of Wei Dongliu or Qiu Changtian, since my master is a second-grade golden elixir, I naturally cannot fall behind my master, but that is another matter.