For example, the spiritual herbs that Xu Yang brought back after traveling outside for three days.

Tens of thousands of years ago, those spiritual herbs were essential ingredients for refining some high-level elixirs.

Once it appears, it will be a treasure that many monks will fight for and bleed, but now it is growing on the roadside like weeds.

This made Xu Yang feel very emotional. In this era, God finally stood on his side. It was also this special era that made Xu Yang see a glimmer of hope of breaking through the Qi Refining Realm. He had been trapped in the Qi Refining Realm for 100,000 years. Even though he had reached the 9,999th Qi Refining Realm, he was still in the Qi Refining Realm.

When Ling Qingshu returned to the hall with some spiritual objects that Xu Yang wanted, she was a little dazed because the martial arts she had just handed to Xu Yang was floating in the air.

Xu Yang was using his fingers as a pen to draw on the martial arts he had handed over.

It seems like he is modifying the technique he is practicing. How is this possible?

This is the truest voice in Ling Qingshu's heart.

The martial arts she practices is the most unique in the entire Tianlan Sect. It is said that only the sect master's lineage can practice it.

This kind of martial arts is extremely excellent in terms of foundation and combat power.

Her master once said that this set of exercises was already a perfect set of exercises.

If it weren't for the lack of several kinds of elixirs that were said to be used to assist in cultivation, her master would definitely not have been able to achieve only the Golden Elixir level of cultivation.

It is impossible for Ling Qingshu to still be at the middle stage of foundation building.

"Ancestor Xu, I've got everything you want."

After watching Xu Yang drawing for a long time, Ling Qingshu finally couldn't help but interrupt Xu Yang.

Xu Yang glanced at the tray that Ling Qingshu was holding, motioned her to put it aside, and then continued to write about Ling Qingshu's martial arts.

“Your set of skills was created by a genius from my Tianlan Sect 30,000 years ago.

The most important thing is to focus on the foundation, so it can be said that it is a good choice to be in the Qi Refining and Foundation Building stage."

The image of a scholar emerged in Xu Yang's mind. He still had a deep impression of this junior.

“But what you are practicing now is just the framework he initially drew up.

Later, he made several modifications to this technique, making it less restrictive, in order to make it a truly perfect technique."

Having said that, Xu Yang stopped and returned the modified martial arts technique to Ling Qingshu.

He walked to the tray, picked up a few items, and looked at them one by one.

As for the martial arts that Ling Qingshu practiced, it could be said to be fate.

The founder of that technique was the descendant of a youngster whom Xu Yang had favored back then.

Because of this relationship, that person created a new technique and made great progress in his cultivation. He also learned about Xu Yang's existence.

So every time he improved and modified his skills, he would send a copy to Xu Yang's cave.

Xu Yang would occasionally take a few glances at it, and over time he remembered this set of exercises more clearly.

After Ling Qingshu took over the martial arts, she initially thought that Xu Yang’s martial arts skills would be bullshit after his reform.

But upon closer inspection, many of the parts modified by Xu Yang were things that had troubled her in her current practice.

After seeing the content modified by Xu Yang, it was like a ray of hope for her.

The true energy in her body involuntarily circulated along the route of the new technique.

In just a few breaths, Ling Qingshu's aura suddenly changed, and her cultivation level unexpectedly broke through to the late stage of foundation building. Feeling Ling Qingshu's breakthrough, Xu Yang nodded with satisfaction.

Ling Qingshu is truly talented, as she was able to comprehend what he wrote so quickly.

Ling Qingshu was still closing her eyes and feeling the changes that had just occurred. Xu Yang waved his hand and a furnace appeared in the hall.

This was the best alchemy furnace used by a person who was good at alchemy and ascended to heaven in the Tianlan Sect before his ascension.

When he ascended to heaven, he took it out to honor his ancestor Xu Yang.

Similar things have happened many times in Tianlan Sect.

Many people who ascended to heaven left treasures for their ancestor Xu Yang before ascending.

However, in the past 100,000 years, Xu Yang has had many promising younger generations, and they have given him quite a few treasures. Up to now, the only things that Xu Yang can keep are those with special meanings.

They are all rare and precious treasures in the world, such as the alchemy furnace in front of you.

Xu Yang casually picked up two spiritual herbs and threw them into the alchemy furnace. The flame in the furnace had not been extinguished for tens of thousands of years.

At this moment, a trace of separation appeared.

The flames enveloped the spiritual herbs that Xu Yang threw in, and after a few breaths, the spiritual herbs turned into medicinal liquid.

Xu Yang casually threw out several other spiritual herbs, and finally threw the Lingxu grass in.

Ling Qingshu just happened to wake up from her comprehension and saw the scene where Xu Yang threw the Lingxu grass into the alchemy furnace.

Ling Qingshu was very surprised about this. She knew Ling Xucao, according to records in ancient books and the oral accounts of alchemists.

The outside world has already confirmed that although the name of this grass sounds quite mysterious.

But in reality, it is a useless weed and is not even suitable for burning or cooking.

And now Xu Yang actually wanted to use this commonly known weed to make pills. How could Ling Qingshu not be surprised?

"Ancestor Xu, I wonder what kind of elixir you are refining?"

When Xu Yang heard Ling Qingshu's question, he looked up at Ling Qingshu and found that he looked puzzled.

There were also some speculations about Ling Qingshu's problem.

"Are you curious about why I put Lingxu grass?"

"Grandmaster Xu is wise."

"It's okay to tell you, but you have to keep it a secret."

Xu Yang laughed loudly, and ignored the scene in the alchemy furnace. He explained the matter of Lingxu Grass to Ling Qingshu, "One hundred thousand years ago, a pill recipe appeared. The effect of this pill recipe is exaggerated. It can increase the chance of a person's ascension."

Hearing Xu Yang's words, Ling Qingshu screamed, "Increase the chance of ascension?"

“That’s right!”

Xu Yang nodded.

“All cultivators who are able to cultivate to the point of overcoming the tribulation are people of superior talent and perseverance.

But those people were not very confident when it came to the level of ascension.

Because practicing is not easy in itself, and transcending the tribulation and ascending to heaven is even more difficult. "

Having said that, Ling Qingshu roughly guessed that it must be this kind of elixir that can increase the chance of ascension that caused the bloody storm.

Countless powerful monks fought with others for their lives just for a pill.

"Then what is the relationship between this kind of elixir and Lingxu grass?"

“This kind of elixir can increase a person’s chance of ascending.

It is called Lingxu Dan.

The main material is Lingxu grass, which you now think of as a weed."

Xu Yang recalled that when he was young, Lingxu grass was as rampant and insignificant as it is now.

But after the birth of Lingxu Pill, it became extremely difficult to find a Lingxu grass in the world.