Chapter 47 Reunion

Deep in the Huanglong Mountains, there is cloud and mist.

The ancestor of Baiwu Mountain was holding a second-level, low-grade fire-attribute demon core, with a faint smile on his face.

After searching for it everywhere, I finally found it without any effort.

He had been traveling in the Huanglong Mountains for half a year, but still could not find a suitable demon core.

Or you might encounter a fire-attributed monster in the middle stage of foundation building, which you cannot defeat.

Or you might encounter monsters with other attributes in the early stage of foundation building, and it will be useless to fight them.

The reason why he ignored the face of his seniors and forced the monster core to be traded from several Chaos Sect juniors was naturally for the sake of his gifted grandson.

Luo Teng, born with second-grade ice spiritual roots!

From the day Luo Teng was born, he was regarded as a decisive figure in the future rise of the Luo family in Baiwu Mountain.

The second-grade ice spirit root is indeed a gift from heaven, but it will backfire on itself. After Luo Teng has cultivated to the great perfection of Qi Refining, this backlash has become more and more intense.

Only the Fire Source Pill can neutralize the backlash of this Ice Spirit Root.

The essential main ingredient for refining the Fire Source Pill is the second-level fire attribute demon core.

Now that he had the demon core in his hand, the White Mist Mountain Patriarch finally felt relieved.

"Teng'er, please don't let me down. My Baiwushan Luo family can only rely on you to become a golden elixir family..."

He moaned softly, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

But at this moment, the old man of Baiwu Mountain suddenly trembled all over and could not move, as if he was stared at by a poisonous creature, and there was a stabbing pain in his back!

A huge figure passed by, covering the sky and the earth.

"It's over..."

…

Qiongbi Peak, No. 77 Lingtian Courtyard.

Ning Daoran once again lived a quiet life growing spiritual rice.

The magical rice in the yard would mature in a few days, and since Chen Weimo couldn't hide this matter, he didn't conceal it.

Fortunately, the little girl Chen Weimo was sensible. She just secretly said that the uncle was very powerful and kept silent about the matter.

She knew the pros and cons of this matter and knew that it must not be leaked. It was a family secret.

Underground, alchemy room.

Ning Daoran is an expert in alchemy, and he refines the first-grade, top-quality elixirs Jingyuan Dan and Xuanyuan Dan.

After nearly a hundred furnace failures...

"Open the furnace and produce the elixir!"

His eyes were bloodshot, his hands were raised, his hair was disheveled, and he entered a very mysterious state.

Just say that his understanding of the art of alchemy is poor. It's too poor. There are so many furnaces but not a single successful pill?

The big stupid deer is practicing the art of shapeshifting.

It was originally practicing facing the eldest brother, but when it saw that the eldest brother was almost furious, it turned around and stopped looking.

"Bang!"

A furnace of green ash rose.

"Old Deer, you laughed just now, didn't you? You're ruining my alchemy inheritance..." Someone looked malicious.

“Ahhhh~~~”

The big stupid deer danced around to show that he really wasn't laughing.

"Don't quibble! Paishan..."

Ning Daoran rushed over in a flash, grabbed the big stupid deer's front hooves, kicked it up into the sky with his legs, then flew forward, grabbed its hind legs, kicked it, rotated 360 degrees on the spot, and kicked it away, while shouting: "Down with the sea!"

The big stupid deer's screams of "Ahhh" echoed in the secret room. The eldest brother's move of overwhelming power was so powerful that he always defeated him miserably. He was indeed a master.

After playing with the big stupid deer, Ning Daoran sat in front of the dark alchemy furnace with a gloomy face.

He was a little depressed.

The alchemy inheritance left by his mother-in-law was only of the first-level intermediate grade. There was no inheritance for refining top-grade elixirs, so he could only figure it out on his own according to the recipe he bought from Qingxiefang.

Although it is difficult, it must be done.

He must upgrade his alchemy skills to the second level, because only a second-level alchemist can refine a second-level foundation-building pill!

Although his realm was stable, the chances of successfully building a foundation in the future were extremely high.

But the foundation-building pill is indispensable. If there is a 99% chance of success in building the foundation, why take the risk of an 80% chance? As for the foundation-building pill of the Chaos Sect, Ning Daoran had no intention of planning it at all.

Foundation-building pills are rare and precious. Only true disciples or direct disciples who are highly regarded by the inner sect elders have the opportunity to obtain them. Forget about it for outer sect spiritual farmers like Ning Daoran.

Everything still depends on yourself! "Keep going!"

He stood up, pulled himself together, and tried to make the elixir again! After a few days, he finally succeeded!

After the first batch of Essence Pills were completed, Ning Daoran immediately took notes, recording in detail the temperature, the actual amount and proportion of the herbs, etc.

After that, when you refine the Essence Pill again, the chance of success will begin to soar.

The probability has soared from 30% to over 90%.

According to the rules passed down orally in alchemy, when the probability of successfully refining a certain elixir reaches 80%, one will be qualified as an alchemist of that grade!

So, Ning Daoran now...

A first-class top-grade alchemist! He was overjoyed and immediately rushed to the surface to cook a few dishes for Lao Lu and Chen Weimo.

Scorching hot summer.

Ning Daoran and Dabenlu carried the table to the outside of the small cloud formation one after another. Eating under the big tree outside has become a must-do activity in summer.

The small table was filled with delicious food.

The cool breeze is quite refreshing.

"Uncle, rice!"

Chen Weimo worked more diligently and served rice to the man and the deer.

Afterwards, the two men and the deer began to eat.

The sound of chopsticks tapping against the sides of the bowl continued.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, are you eating?"

In the distance, Huangshan saluted respectfully.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, would you like to come over and have something to eat?" Ning Daoran asked.

"No, no, I'm fasting."

Huangshan left tactfully, but his heart was full of complicated feelings.

Ning Daoran is clearly in the late stage of Qi Refining, but why doesn't he have the demeanor of an immortal? He spends the whole day fighting with a deer and a little girl. Which late stage Qi Refining cultivator is like him? ...

The next day.

Ning Daoran went down the mountain and went to Huanglongfang City to continue searching for the second-level fire-attribute demon core.

He always felt that he was not safe enough until he succeeded in refining the Five Elements Wandering Formation.

For example, when encountering the ancestor of Baiwu Mountain, the spiritual pressure of the middle stage of foundation building was particularly terrifying.

He felt that if he really used all his strength, his chance of winning might not exceed 80%, which was extremely dangerous! If he had the cooperation of the Five Elements Flowing Formation, with his current strength, let alone the middle stage of foundation building, even if the opponent was in the late stage of foundation building...

If you are really forced into a desperate situation, it's not that you can't give it a try.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Qingxiefang.

"Fellow Daoist Ning!"

Chen Ping'er was wearing a moon-white dress, looking like an immortal. She walked forward slowly with lotus steps: "I haven't seen you for a few days. It seems that your cultivation has improved. I really admire you."

"You are too kind, fellow Daoist."

Ning Daoran thought to himself, Chen Ping'er, you are really good at lying. Don't you know whether your cultivation has improved or not? You have been busy refining pills these days, and your cultivation has not improved at all!

Besides, it is difficult for a ninth-grade miscellaneous spirit to improve its cultivation level, so it is not that easy.

"Fellow Daoist Chen."

Ning Daoran entered Qingxie Shop and asked, "I wonder if your shop has purchased any second-level fire attribute monster cores recently?"

"No."

Chen Ping'er said softly, "However, we have received a new batch of talismans. Would you like to take a look, fellow Taoist?"

"Okay, let's take a look at the second-level talisman."

The third floor is the talisman shop.

Ning Daoran's eyes swept over them one by one, and finally stopped on a second-level intermediate-grade rock shield talisman. This was a second-level talisman with earth attribute, made from fine talisman paper.

"Master Ning has a friendly look."

Chen Ping'er smiled and said, "This rock shield talisman is the masterpiece of Master Qingxiefang. It is full of spiritual power. Once used, it can cast a rock shield to protect itself. It can withstand several attacks from the middle stage of foundation building!"

"How much is the price?"

"Three hundred spirit stones."

"good."

Ning Daoran bought them immediately, and bought four at once. After much persuasion, Chen Ping'er had no choice but to give him the lower price. Four second-level mid-grade rock shield talismans were sold for only one thousand spirit stones.

Looking at Ning Daoran's back, Chen Ping'er suddenly felt a little sad.

In the past, I would always try to coax and persuade the customers and then take advantage of them.

I was actually stabbed by this guy today...

…

Huanglongfang Market is crowded with people.

This place is a gathering place for various independent cultivators, and there are countless independent cultivators setting up stalls on both sides of the road.

Various opportunities are hidden in these stalls, and many disciples of the Chaos Sect often come down the mountain to pick up bargains here.

It is said that a senior brother in the foundation-building stage spent a few spirit stones to buy a piece of damaged spiritual energy at a stall in the market.

After returning to the mountain gate and refining it with real fire, he discovered that it was a complete third-level magic weapon embryo. He sold it for five thousand spirit stones immediately. It was a huge profit!

Ning Daoran also envied these opportunities to find bargains.

But every time he made a move, he was taught a lesson by these unscrupulous vendors and never got any advantage. Instead, he promoted the prosperity of the street stall economy in Huanglongfang City.

He glanced hatefully at the vendors setting up stalls on both sides, revealing an unhappy expression.

A cross-shaped blue vein also appeared on the big stupid deer's forehead. That time, it suggested the eldest brother to buy a jade tiger. Originally, it thought it was a bargain, but when it went back, it found out that it was just carved out of ordinary colored glaze.

As the man and the deer were strolling, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Hey, is that Little Friend Ning in front?"

This sound...

The ancestor of Baiwu Mountain!

Ning Daoran frowned.

More than a dozen cross-shaped blue veins popped up on the big stupid deer's forehead. If it could have been defeated, it would have turned around and hit the shameless old guy to death.

"It's Senior Luo?"

Ning Daoran turned around and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet Senior Luo in Huanglongfang Market. It's really fate."

“It’s fate indeed.”

Being in Huanglong Market, and the owner of the market is Chaos Sect, Senior Luo's attitude became much better, and he said: "But friend Ning is a disciple of Chaos Sect. I just happened to pass by here, so it is normal for us to meet."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and laughed, "I wonder if you have found another second-level fire attribute demon core?"

"No."

Ning Daoran shook his head: "Second-level fire attribute monsters are extremely rare and powerful. It's not easy to find them."

"What a coincidence."

The White Mist Mountain Patriarch was slightly startled, and with a slightly stiff expression, he smiled and said, "The reason why I have been wandering in Huanglongfang City for many days is actually to wait for an old friend to attend an exchange meeting together.

Coincidentally, I know that this old friend has just obtained a second-level fire-attribute demon core.

If you are interested, you can wait for a few days. The exchange will be held in Yipin Pavilion in three days."

"really?"

"Of course it's true."

The White Mist Mountain Patriarch laughed angrily, "As a senior, would I lie to you?"

Ning Daoran sneered in his heart, of course I wouldn't cheat. Since you are robbing people openly, there is no need to cheat.

(End of this chapter)