Chapter 21
Prepare
The first thing to do after moving is to go shopping!
Early the next morning, the two went out and headed for the bustling market.
"I had to take concealment pills when I came to Qingyang City, and now I have to take disguise pills when I come to Feilan City. This feeling of hiding is really uncomfortable." Yan Qingyan picked up a freshly made first-grade disguise pill and swallowed it while pinching her nose.
So bitter!
This was her second time taking the Disguise Pill, except for the day when she first arrived at Feilan City and lined up outside. She still couldn't get used to the unpleasant smell.
Ling Mochen also took the same pill, and soon his expression began to change slightly.
"The Five Sources Secret Realm is about to open, and there will definitely be cultivators from Qingyang City coming to explore. If we meet them by accident, it will be quite troublesome." Ling Mochen said.
He can only refine a first-grade disguise pill now, which is only effective for one day, and its taste is also... hard to describe.
"After today, I will stay in seclusion for a year and not go out!" Yan Qingyan's facial features wrinkled together, and she quickly took out a sweet spiritual fruit and bit into it.
"I will also go into seclusion, and at least raise my cultivation to the fifth level of Qi Refining before the secret realm opens." Ling Mochen said firmly.
The fifth level of Qi Refining. Yan Qingyan sensed the concentration of spiritual energy around her.
She should, and she can.
The Lingquan space can automatically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy when she is practicing. It was not obvious when she was in Yujiang Village, but after coming to Feilan City, Yan Qingyan could clearly sense it.
It's good news.
"Let's go first."
"Sell a batch of spiritual plants, thousand-year-old red blood ginseng, five-hundred-year-old Hongmeng purple spiritual grass, thousand-year-old blue spiritual fruit, blue spiritual flower, bright fragrant grass, saber-tooth flower..."
"Sell a batch of fasting pills, rejuvenation pills, concealment pills, disguise pills, marrow cleansing pills, vitality pills, essence-nourishing pills..."
Yan Qingyan took the storage bag and put things into it in batches.
"These are almost enough. Any more will attract attention. This can probably earn back our rent." Yan Qingyan stretched out her arms and stared at the freshly baked storage bag.
These two trophy storage bags were dyed by her with grass juice last night.
Even if the gold spiritual root cultivator named Meng was resurrected, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize his storage bag.
It’s just a low-level storage bag. You’ll have to make do with it for now.
The two sold the extra spiritual plants and elixirs in batches, including some items originally in the storage bags.
Especially the magical weapons of the man and woman, they were all pawned.
Part of the spiritual stones obtained in exchange are used to purchase new types of spiritual plant seeds, and part are used to purchase items such as jade boxes for storing precious spiritual plants.
After coming out of the shop, Yan Qingyan still felt a little regretful.
"Is it true that the higher the grade of the alchemy cauldron, the greater the success rate of refining the medicine?" Yan Qingyan asked.
The medicine cauldron that Mo Chen used for alchemy was always the yellow-grade intermediate-level medicine cauldron that was originally from Yujiang Village. It was fine for refining first- and second-grade pills, but for higher-grade pills, it might affect the success rate.
Unfortunately, Feilan City’s Xuan-level alchemy instruments are too expensive, and the cheapest one costs seven thousand low-grade spirit stones.
Yan Qingyan felt depressed. It was a bad feeling to be short of money.
The thousand-year-old Hongmeng Purple Spirit Medicine Liquid cannot be taken out now because it is too eye-catching.
"I'm only at the fourth level of Qi Refining now. Refining second-grade elixirs is already the best I can do. There's no rush for the medicine cauldron." Ling Mochen had a smile in his eyes.
Qingyan really thought highly of him. Before he even planned to start trying the third-grade elixir, Qingyan was already thinking about the success rate of the third-grade elixir.
He was able to successfully refine a second-grade elixir in a short period of time. In addition to the large number of spiritual plants that provided him with experience, thanks to the inheritance of alchemy, his success rate was greatly increased.
He is actually... not a genius.
Ling Mochen feels that he is not a genius, but Yan Qingyan does not think so.
The guest alchemist of her Yan family had been a first-grade alchemist as far as she could remember. It was only five years ago that he was able to refine second-grade pills. He has been stuck at this point ever since, and even his success rate with second-grade pills is only half.
Yan Qingyan said, "Wait a little longer. We still have one year. Try to prepare everything needed for the secret realm."
There are not enough spirit stones, either because you haven’t had enough time to accumulate them, or because you don’t have enough strength.
"Okay." Ling Mochen nodded.
In fact, he really liked the yellow-level medicine cauldron.
Even if he really needs to replace it with a better alchemy cauldron in the future, he has no intention of selling it.
That was the first gift he received.
......
Qingyang City.
Yan family.
"Feng Jie, are you really going to the Five Sources Secret Realm?"
Patriarch Yan looked at his proud son with a tone of disapproval.
If it was the previous Five Source Secret Realm, he could let his son have a try, but the situation of the secret realm opened this time was different.
It is too dangerous to compete with the Qi Refining cultivators in the entire continent, or even after leaving the secret realm, there is a high possibility of being ambushed by high-level cultivators waiting outside.
There are more secure ways to fight for resources for cultivating immortality, so why insist on going to that kind of place?
Yan Fengjie said unconvincedly, "Dad, I have made up my mind. How can a cultivator be afraid of risks? I am now at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and I will definitely be able to break through to the tenth level of Qi Refining within a year!"
Of the three heroes of Qingyang City, Ling Mochen is already disabled, leaving only him and Chen Bufan from the Chen family.
Chen Bufan had already set off yesterday, and even Deng Hao, who was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, followed him. If he was afraid to go, how would he have the face to go out in the future? !
No matter what, he must try his luck in the Wuyuan Secret Realm!
When the head of the Yan family saw that Yan Fengjie was determined to leave, he sighed inwardly.
Young people act on impulse and have no idea how dangerous the world of immortal cultivation is!
If you are not careful, you may lose your life!
The so-called fame and face are just external things. Once you die, how many people can remember your glory in life?
Only the one who survives to the end is the winner. Isn't the purpose of cultivating immortals to have a long life?
As long as you are alive and strong, even if people say you are a coward and afraid of death behind your back, it is better than dying in a secret place and being gradually forgotten.
This is how he survived all the way. The grasses on the graves of those 'three heroes' of his generation, those famous geniuses, are now very tall!
"I just told you, go back and think about it carefully for three days. If you still insist on leaving after three days, I won't stop you." The head of the Yan family waved his hand.
It is said that a son resembles his father. The only thing his son resembles him is his appearance.
"Thank you, Dad!" Yan Fengjie bowed happily.
The same scene occurred in many places.
But not everyone is willing to risk their lives.
For example, the Yan family’s most famous gossip goddess, Yan Le’er.
"What a pity! All the Qi-refining cultivators in the entire Xuan Gan Continent have been dispatched. How many new things will be reported?"
Yan Le'er felt uncomfortable and itchy in her heart when she thought about the countless gossips she would miss.
Yan Zhenggan said unhappily, "Don't even think about it. With your level of cultivation, it's doubtful whether you can make it there alive."
Yan Le'er felt depressed. Is she so weak?
But she really didn't plan to go.
I heard that there is a branch of Qianji Pavilion in Feiyun City, which knows all the news of Xuan Gan Continent.
Instead of spending your life exploring gossip, you might as well find a way to earn more spirit stones and buy the news directly!
Yan Le'er had a very bold idea at this time.
She wants to join Qianji Pavilion!
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