The figure of the monk on the spring eye shook slightly, and a long stream of turbid air came out of his mouth, and he woke up completely.

Then, he saw the two people beside him and said hurriedly: "Hello, senior, and the old patriarch..."

One is the Golden Elixir Master, and the other is the clan's pillar of support, both of whom he admires immensely.

"Yes, your cultivation has improved."

Mo Qiang nodded, realizing that this clan member had broken through a small realm and was already a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"It has to be that water-devouring pill."

The man said happily.

Even though the Water-Devouring Pill was a lower-grade pill, it still had considerable medicinal power, which greatly increased his magic power.

"Has the clan always been short of medicinal pills?"

Mr. Chen had already seen that the Mo family had very few medicinal pills, and even the "useless pills" in his eyes had to be swallowed with caution.

"For ordinary small immortal cultivation families, elixirs are scarce goods."

Mo Qiang smiled bitterly.

Pills and spiritual herbs are different. The Mo family has accumulated the latter, but there is no alchemist in the family, so it is impossible to make pills. In short, it is very difficult.

“I see.”

Chen Sheng nodded, decided to do something, and said, "I can make pills for you."

The Mo family still has some reserves of spiritual herbs, but what they lack is an alchemist who can refine them into pills. He can make up for this shortcoming.

"It's great that you have this taste."

Mo Qiang was overjoyed. He took out the clan leader's waist badge and handed it to the clan member next to him, saying, "Take this token and bring all the precious spiritual herbs in the treasury."

This was a third-rank alchemist with profound attainments in alchemy. The elixirs he refined were so pure that he couldn't even imagine how pure they were.

"Ancestor Chen Sheng is going to start refining the elixir..."

When most of the spiritual herbs in the Mo family treasury were moved away, the news of Chen Sheng's alchemy naturally spread.

The Mo family cultivators, not wanting to miss the chance to watch the alchemy process, gathered around the spring one by one.

"Go out and don't disturb the senior from refining the elixir."

Mo Qiang drew a circle in the crowd, and drove away the tribesmen who were joining in the fun, leaving a flat and natural area. He then said, "Senior, the spiritual herbs have been transported."

There was a hint of anticipation in his words. This batch of spiritual herbs, if refined into pills, would be enough for the Mo family to consume for decades.

"good."

Chen Sheng looked very calm. Refining a first-grade elixir could hardly bring him any spiritual feeling.

"Bang..."

The Wuxuan furnace was placed on the ground, and a red light flashed inside. Immediately, the elixir fire ignited, very vigorously, like a world of flames.

"Whoosh"

Chen Sheng's mind moved, and the stacked jade boxes were broken one by one. Refining a first-grade elixir was too easy for him and he could do it with ease.

All kinds of spiritual herbs were thrown into the alchemy furnace. They sank in the alchemy fire, and their forms gradually turned into ashes, leaving only pure medicinal liquid.

The next step was to integrate the medicinal properties of various prescriptions. Nothing went wrong and he even tried his best to make everything perfect.

“Buzz…”

After less than half an hour, the furnace of pills was refined. They were mellow in color and had a restrained fragrance. They were of top-grade quality.

Chen Sheng casually put away the pills and started another furnace. The whole process was extremely smooth and natural, as if it was supposed to be this way.

The fire in the furnace rose, the spring water evaporated, and a kind of mist diffused in the sky.

His figure was somewhat ethereal, as if he had fallen into another dimension, which was astonishing.

"Is this the skill of an alchemist? It's like a cornucopia."

The people watching on the side were stunned, with amazement written all over their big eyes. It was the first time they saw pills being produced like flowing water, to the point where the alchemist was making money at a speed that was inhuman.

"The main reason is that Patriarch Chen Sheng's attainments in alchemy have reached a peak, and no one can surpass him."

The cultivators who knew something about alchemy understood Chen Sheng's terrifying ability too well. He had made alchemy as easy as pie, without any mistakes and with stable product quality. It was truly a godly method.

"That's too far away for us. I only saw that the elixir was as clear as spring water, without a trace of impurities."

The people who had swallowed the Water-Devouring Pill before couldn't help swallowing their saliva as they watched the round pills flying out of the alchemy furnace with shining light.

You have to compare the goods before you buy them. The pills made by that unknown alchemist are really bad.

“Buzz…”

For two days in a row, Mr. Chen did not stop.

The Wuxuan furnace burned red, emitting a scorching heat, and steam rose up that filled the air. The pills that came out of the furnace were as bright as stars.

Afterwards, the spiritual herbs were exhausted and he finally extinguished the fire.

"Thank you for your hard work, senior."

Mo Qiang said sincerely.

They had nothing to worry about Mr. Chen. It was a great honor for them to receive such help just because of a promise.

"It's no problem, it's just a small matter."

This is nothing to Chen Sheng. No matter the quantity or grade of the pills, they cannot be considered top-notch.

"What is that?"

Someone exclaimed and discovered that the place where the Wuxuan furnace was originally placed had cracks all over it. This was probably caused by the cold ground and the hot fire in the furnace, which conflicted with each other.

These lines intertwined and entangled to form a special pattern, which attracted the water vapor from the spring, and actually revealed an illusory alchemy furnace.

It is tall and majestic, as if a world has been melted inside it.

"The lingering charm of the alchemy path? It has stabilized. It can serve as a scene in the Mo family in the future."

There was a gleam of light in Mo Qiang's eyes. Chen Sheng's methods were mysterious and unpredictable, and they were beyond their ability to guess.

After studying the classics and refining the elixir, Mr. Chen did several things for the Mo family, which also did not take much effort.

In a flash, seven days passed.

The day of separation has also arrived.

Mo Qiang accompanied Chen Sheng, but his eyes fell on a few young men not far away, and he vaguely heard some conversations.

"Long Yun, will you become famous throughout the world?"

Said the kid wearing a tiger hat.

"Yes."

Mo Longyun nodded heavily. He was carrying the expectations of the Mo family for hundreds of years, so he would not dare to slack off. After going to the medicine house, his cultivation would improve quickly.

"I will also embark on the path of cultivation and wait for you to come back."

Each of the young men was reluctant to let Mo Longyun go, but they also knew that Mo Longyun's departure was the best choice for themselves and their family.

The only thing they can do is wait, wait for the day when the Qilin of the Mo family will roam the sky.

"All of them."

Mo Longyun said loudly.

After saying that, he turned and left, not wanting to see the reluctant faces.

"Old Patriarch..."

"Practice well and don't let the opportunity go to waste."

Mo Qiang patted Mo Longyun's shoulder, feeling happy in his heart. The hundreds of years of waiting were not in vain.

“Let’s go…”

Chen Sheng whispered softly, his figure as fast as the wind, taking Mo Longyun straight into the sky and heading towards the gate of Guangxiu Xianzong.

On the earth, Mo Longyun watched his ancestral land getting smaller and smaller, and his people becoming so blurry that they could no longer be seen. Finally, he turned his head and gazed at the vast sky, earth, and beautiful mountains and rivers.

…

Two days later.

Mo Longyun saw a fairyland with a majestic mountain gate standing tall. As his eyes passed through, he saw continuous palaces and scattered caves with terrifying auras rising from them.

He knew that he had finally arrived at the Guangxiu Immortal Sect that he had been longing for.

"This is the younger generation of the Mo family."

Mr. Chen came to the pharmacy and saw Zhou Xian. He immediately revealed Mo Longyun's background to him.

“Full of spirituality, good.”

Zhou Xian took a look at Mo Longyun and saw that he was very intelligent and extraordinary. He was a good candidate for cultivating immortality. However, perhaps because he had just arrived, he was a little unfamiliar and not very tactful. He said, "My Zhou family and your Mo family have a deep connection. You don't have to be too reserved."

There was a hint of emotion in his words. The two families were connected to Mr. Chen together. In order to protect themselves, the Zhou family had used the oath early on and had prospered for hundreds of years.

On the other hand, the Mo family persevered and fulfilled their ancestral teachings before they were able to find this place, which was enough to show their strong and resolute character.

"I wonder what this senior's name is?"

Mo Longyun could feel that Zhou Xian had a very strong aura and was a big shot he had never met before.

Fortunately, this person was very kind and cared a lot about the friendship between the two families, which made him feel a sense of intimacy.

"Zhou Xian, Elder Yaolu."

Zhou Xian explained.

"Elder? Meet the elder."

Mo Longyun was shocked. Elder Yaolu controlled the entire alchemy sect of Guangxiu Xianzong and had enormous power. For such a big shot to speak so gently to him showed that he respected him.

"I've already told you, don't be so reserved."

Zhou Xian waved his hand, knowing that Mo Longyun could not be calm for a while, and turned to Chen Sheng and said, "Ancestor, Jiuxiao Xianzong sent two replies, which seemed very urgent."

He took out two letters, which contained the energy of golden elixir, but they were from Jiuxiao Immortal Sect for the silver spirit clothes.

"We are here to discuss this. It seems that no matter which immortal sect it is from, third-level spiritual herbs are rare."

“When he saw that I didn’t respond, his tone softened a little.”

Mr. Chen opened the letter, took a look at it, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It can be seen that the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect is willing to take back the Silver Spiritual Clothes, but the third-level spiritual herbs are extremely precious and they dare not squander them, so they bargain for the price.

"After leaving them alone for a while, we still have to solve it."

He thought about it, and wrote back another letter, figuring that this time it was probably over.

…

Jiuxiao Immortal Sect.

"That Mr. Chen from the Guangxiu Immortal Sect can really sit still."

Taoist Zhenfeng thought that he was still calm and composed, but Chen Sheng's attitude was too indifferent, which made him feel passive.

Especially after dozens of days, there was no reply, and it was so quiet that he really didn't have any confidence at all.

"If you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you. We'll kill you."

Taoist Ruhuan was indignant. They both put the matter of Master Jia aside for the time being. However, Chen Sheng took advantage of the situation and wanted to be a good boy. He kept holding on to the silver spiritual clothes and coveted the third-level spiritual herbs of Jiuxiao Immortal Sect.

Can the third-level spiritual herb be used casually?

Everyone knows that Jindan Zhenren of Guangxiu Xianzong is also a third-rank alchemist. Sending such a batch of third-rank spiritual herbs over would undoubtedly aid the enemy.

"Don't be brave for a moment."

Taoist Zhenfeng shook his head. Chen Sheng did have the ability, otherwise he would have been beaten to death in the battle in the Solitary Mountain Secret Realm.

"How long will it take?"

Taoist Ruhuan said irritably.

“Swoosh…”

At this time, a letter wrapped with wisps of golden elixir aura flew across half of the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect and finally landed in front of Taoist Zhenfeng.

“Here I come…”

Taoist Zhenfeng opened the letter. This time, Chen Sheng finally made a concession on the number of third-grade spiritual herbs, reducing it from twenty to fifteen. However, he added a lot of extra rare second-grade spiritual herbs.

Seeing this, he agreed, but he felt his heart bleeding. If such a large batch of spiritual herbs were transported over and Chen Sheng was given some time to settle, he might be able to reach the late Jindan realm.

By then, this will be an almost unkillable enemy.

"Change it. With the Silver Spiritual Cloth on you, you can fight him in the future and get it back with interest."

Taoist Ruhuan let out a long sigh. He really didn't want to bother with this matter anymore. He was worried that if he continued to drag it out, he would not be able to help but rush to Guangxiu Immortal Sect and fight with Chen Sheng.

afterwards.

Chen Sheng received the third-level spiritual herbs from the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect, as well as a batch of second-level spiritual herbs. He did not go back on his word and returned the silver spiritual clothes.

The third-level spiritual herbs can be refined into pills, which is the way for the Golden Elixir Realm masters to continue to climb upward.

Moreover, this is a kind of foundation. Even if you cannot use it yourself, you can pass it on to younger generations to prepare for the future.

…

Mo Longyun stayed in the medicine house.

He had witnessed the treatment similar to that of a direct descendant of an immortal sect. Even the simplest method of refining Qi revealed a pure and grand meaning.

He had no shortage of elixirs, and because his cultivation was growing too quickly, he was afraid of forcing things to happen and weakening his foundation, so he hardly dared to swallow them.

In the medicine house, he met a terrifying number of alchemists, all of whom had high skills. If they were thrown outside, they would immediately be treated as guests of honor by some powerful forces.

However, he had come into contact with the alchemists and knew that they had no intention of retreating. They said frankly that the medicine house was the holy land of alchemy in the border area and any further efforts would only be a waste of time.

As they spoke, the alchemists taught Mo Longyun the knowledge of alchemy, and if they encountered something strange, they would explain and analyze it with him.

Mo Longyun's foundation in alchemy was not acquired by other alchemists, but by Chen Sheng himself.

After all, he is the descendant of Deacon Mo. If he is too inferior to Deacon Zhou and is nagged in his dreams, it will not be good.

The personal instruction from a Jindan Zhenren is extremely precious. Even those who are the true disciples of the immortal sects mostly do not receive such treatment.

Therefore, Mo Longyun was really studying hard, learning Dandao knowledge, academic methods, and exercises.

His time is very tight and fully scheduled. He never stops for a moment and wants to become stronger.

This kind of effort is rewarded. One can see with the naked eye that his magical powers are improving rapidly, and his whole spirit is becoming vigorous, gradually losing his immature appearance.

Everyone is saying that a new genius has appeared in Yaolu, whose cultivation is improving by leaps and bounds, and who also has a talent for alchemy. Like Zhou Xian, he is not an ordinary person.

It was fine for this word to be spread within the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, but when it was spread outside the border area, it made the true disciples of other immortal sects feel uncomfortable and fearful.

(End of this chapter)