Butterfly Granny
Three months later, I went to Mount Weng.
After finishing the work in the lower three districts, Qianluo began to learn alchemy and formations. There is no end to learning, so keep up the good work!
"Alas, these third-grade pills are too few, and without other pill recipes, how can I delve deeper into the path of alchemy?"
Qianluo checked the "Basic Alchemy Manual". The recipes in it were all very basic, such as the Rejuvenation Pill, the Qi-Nourishing Pill, the Spirit-Gathering Pill, the Disguise Pill, the Breath-Suppressing Pill, the Fasting Pill...
Even if she was a ninth-grade alchemist, without the recipe, she could only refine ninth-grade rejuvenation pills, ninth-grade qi-nourishing pills, and ninth-grade spirit-gathering pills...
There are only levels, but no recipe!
She now finally understood the horror of knowledge monopoly. Without manuals and recipes, people in the lower three districts would not be able to make pills and could only buy them. Most alchemists came from the middle three districts. There were at most third-grade alchemists in the lower three districts who could not even make a foundation-building pill and could only obey the Immortal Cultivation Alliance.
She now understood what Wang Tongtian had said: "If they cut off your supply of elixirs and your spiritual energy, would you still be so arrogant?"
Unfortunately, she won't give in!
She has a cultivation simulator that can always simulate and extract good pill recipes!
Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered the "xx" notebook she found in Yan Bufan's storage bag. On it was a magical pill recipe that she had never seen before.
"It's a pity that they're incomplete. The names of these pills are deceptive, and the ingredients are missing..." Qian Luo sighed heavily, "There's no recipe for the pills, and no ingredients. I'm at my wit's end."
"I don't know who wrote this note, but he knows so many recipes. He must be a high-level alchemist."
Qian Luo checked the Immortal Cultivation Simulator. Now that she has done it enough times, she can simulate other alchemy manuals. However, with her painstaking research, she doesn’t know how long it will take!
"It would be great if I had a master to guide me..."
If he is really a high-level alchemist, he will obey the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. She is not in conflict with the Immortal Cultivation Alliance now, but she will in the future. At that time, for the sake of the lower three districts and for the morality in her heart, will she kill her master?
"well……"
Qianluo took out her precious little black cauldron and said, "Good baby, I'm going to use you to make pills again."
She coveted the little black cauldron so much. It could travel through barriers, refine pills, and was very resistant to attacks. What was its origin, and why was it worth 100 million points!
She used spiritual spring water to clean her precious little black cauldron, wiping away the stains on its body like she would a baby: "Look, there's medicinal elixir residue in here. Let me give it a good soak!"
The spiritual spring water is nourishing and replenishing. Others use it for drinking, but she is generous and uses it to bathe the little black cauldron. I guess she treasures it very much.
The more Qianluo looked at the little black tripod, the more she liked it. What was so ugly about it? It was obviously beautiful, black, a colorful black! With so many intricate patterns on it, it must be a valuable item. Even a simulator couldn't replicate it!
He is simply her sweetheart!
After the battle, Qian Luo was in a good mood. She hummed a song while bathing the Little Black Cauldron. She ignored the light on the Little Black Cauldron. She thought it was the light of the spiritual spring water. She didn't expect that the next second she would disappear on the spot along with the Little Black Cauldron!
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In the dark cave, a white-haired old man was stirring the medicine in the alchemy furnace. The medicine was black, thick, and emitted a foul smell.
She stood on the stairs, hunched over, and took the black flower, black coral, black pulp, gray spirit grass, and dark vine from the table...
Her voice was extremely rough, her eyelids drooped, and she looked listless, but her tone was frantic: "Stir, stir, my magic pill will be perfected!"
She danced with her old body, waved her arms like dead wood, and spun in circles on the stairs, lifting her left leg and right leg, her left arm and right arm. You wouldn't know if she was jumping rope.
Qianluo had been here for quite a while, appearing in this inexplicable place holding a small black cauldron. She first observed the cave, then observed the old woman, and found that the old woman did not notice her. She was concentrating on boiling the black medicinal juice.
She saw the old woman dancing and muttering to herself, and thought to herself that this old woman was so pitiful and must have a mental illness.
Because Qianluo did not find any spiritual energy fluctuations on the old woman, which meant that she had no cultivation, and the medicine she brewed did not have any spiritual energy fluctuations, which meant that she was not refining medicine, and might be an ordinary pharmacist with mental illness.
"Hello, old lady, I'd like to ask where this place is?"
When the old woman heard the female voice in the corner, she cautiously pushed aside the white hair in front of her eyes, revealing a weather-beaten face. Only her eyes were still bright, giving a feeling of vitality.
It’s so strange, why does this old man have the feeling of a young man?
Maybe it’s because this old man has a mental disorder, so he is ignorant of the world and looks young?
Qianluo, who had put away the small black tripod, walked out of the darkness and smiled at the old woman. "Old woman, I'm sorry to bother you. I didn't mean to enter the cave. May I ask where this place is and how do I get out?"
The old man looked her up and down, frowning: "Little liar, you lied!"
She quickly took out the medicine stick, flew in front of the girl like a black butterfly, and landed steadily.
It's really strange. If she was a mortal, how could she jump so high at such an old age and remain calm and composed without falling?
The old woman pouted unhappily, "Not just anyone can come in here. You definitely didn't drop it by accident! Tell me! Did you come prepared? To steal my magic pill!"
Her medicine stick was used to stir the black medicine juice, and it was dripping with a black, sticky, strange liquid, and it also emitted a foul smell!
Qian Luo, who was pointed at by something like this, looked helpless and covered her nose: "Old woman, I really don't have it. You must have been making this medicine for a hundred years!"
It stinks so bad! It makes her want to vomit!
Also, why are the things added to it all black, gray, and brown? There's not a single lighter color. That doesn't make sense. How can we even discuss color? No matter how much more stuff is added, it's still all colorful black!
Unexpectedly, after hearing what she said, the old woman put away the medicine stick, lowered her guard, touched the bow on her chest, and said shyly: "You little kid really have some sense. I have been brewing this medicine for 100 years. I only need the last little bit, and it will be ready soon!"
"Really?" Qian Luo was skeptical. She really wanted to believe that the little black cauldron brought her to a master alchemist, but the old lady in front of her was indeed not convincing at all.
She looked around and found that although the cave was pitch black, there were spiritual plants and animal bones, metal ores, and nectar. Countless treasures were piled up in the corners like garbage. It was truly a paradise for alchemy!
Qianluo's face was filled with regret. How could such precious alchemy materials be wasted? Her storage bag was empty. She really wanted to take in these homeless treasures.
The alchemy furnace in front of her was three people tall and majestic, like an insurmountable mountain. It was dark green all over, darker than the body of the Green Blood Silver Anaconda. It was engraved with intricate patterns and exuded a lustrous luster. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary item. Like her small black tripod, it gave people a sense of familiarity.
Could it be that the old woman is really an expert in alchemy?
But this is clearly medicinal juice!
"Old woman, what is the name of this tripod?"
The old woman rolled her eyes. "Why should I tell you his name? You didn't even tell me yours. How rude!"
Qianluo blinked: "My name is Chu Rushuang."
Upon hearing this, the old woman took out a medicine stick, jumped up, and landed steadily on the top step. She continued to stir the medicine juice, and bubbles could be heard from it, but no voice of the old woman could be heard.
Qian Luo was puzzled: "Old woman, why don't you say anything? I said my name is Chu Rushuang, didn't you hear me?"
The old woman's voice came from above: "You are a big liar, I don't believe you, you lied again! You have no manners, child!"
Qian Luo smiled sweetly without blushing or getting nervous: "My name is... Qin Zhengzheng."
The old woman snorted and sneered, ignoring Qianluo and continuing to stir her magic medicine. Qianluo touched her nose in embarrassment. How on earth had she been discovered?
As if she could see Qianluo's confusion, the old woman explained, "I have a magical pill that can detect people's lies. I took it, and the pill told me that you were lying."
What kind of elixir could be so magical? She had heard of lie detectors in novels about cultivating immortals, but she had never heard of any elixir that could detect human lies.
"Wow, this is amazing, old lady, you are so awesome!" Qian Luo saw that the old lady had no ill intentions, and she let down her guard.
She noticed the old woman was wearing a black robe and a hood, almost blending in with the darkness. She felt strange, but she bowed and apologized, saying sincerely, "I am Qianluo. I accidentally entered the cave. Please don't blame me, old woman."
"Why call me old woman? You're making me look old."
"Just call me...what should I call me? What's my last name? I've forgotten..."
She seemed to have forgotten her own name. She tugged at her hat and her bow tie, "Just call me Grandma Butterfly! It makes me look younger!"
Butterfly Grandma, looks younger?
How did she come to this conclusion?
Qianluo smiled and said, "Hello, Grandma Butterfly."
"Yeah!" Although Grandma Butterfly looked strange, she answered every question, had a good personality, and was not angry.
Qianluo didn't know where the little black cauldron had taken her, so she asked, "Is this the middle third district?"
Butterfly Grandma remained silent and continued to stir the medicine. Qianluo asked a few more times, and Butterfly Grandma lost her temper. She swung the medicine stick, and all the black medicine fell on Qianluo's face.
There was a large patch of black sticky substance on her snow-white skin, which could not be washed off no matter how hard she tried. Qian Luo frowned, and a ball of anger suddenly rose in her heart. No one had ever treated her like this!
"Carrot, don't talk!"
"Stir, stir, the magic pill will be perfect!"
Grandma Butterfly started to dance again, humming a song, looking relaxed and contented, not affected by others at all. This made Qianluo angry.
"I want to see what this place is."
Qianluo ignited the Netherworld Purple Flame, and the purple flame illuminated her beautiful face, but now half of her face was covered by the black medicinal juice. When she was not paying attention, the medicinal juice actually crawled from her chin to her eyebrows.
As the Netherworld Purple Flame appeared, Grandma Butterfly was attracted by the bright light. Seeing this strange purple firework, her eyes lit up, and like a child seeing a new toy, she ran down and ran to the girl: "Carrot, carrot, this fire is so beautiful!"
Qianluo patiently explained: "Grandma Butterfly, my name is not Carrot Carrot, I am Qianluo, you can call me Xiaoluo!"
Grandma Butterfly pouted, unconvinced: "Isn't that the same as the radish?"
Qianluo: “…” It seems to be right!
That's not right! Her name is not Luobo!
Granny Butterfly bit her finger and rummaged through the black bag at her waist until she finally pulled out a black glass bottle. She blinked shyly and said, "Carrot, I'll give you my elixir. Please give me a little fire."
Then, she pointed to the alchemy furnace burning brightly beside her and said, "Just add it here, okay? I want to refine my magic pill!"
Qianluo then noticed that the flame burning inside was actually a silver flame, overflowing with spiritual energy, which was ten times thicker than spiritual spring water!
Qian Luo's heart trembled. Could it be that Granny Butterfly was really a master alchemist? She had a room full of spiritual plants and minerals, such a fine alchemy furnace, and such a fine flame. Perhaps Xiao Heiding had brought her here to learn her alchemy?
With trembling hands, she took the black glass medicine bottle from Butterfly Grandma. Although she didn't know why it was called a black glass medicine bottle, the color of the glass was indeed black, so black that it was transparent, and so transparent that it was black. In short, it was a colorful black.
There really is an elixir inside!
That's not right! The "Basic Handbook of Alchemy" states that elixirs are only classified into grades 1 to 9. How can there be a classification of immortal elixirs and divine elixirs?
Qianluo opened the black glass bottle with doubts. As soon as it was opened, a small black cloud rushed towards her face and then rushed into the girl's nose, making her nose itchy: "Ah, sneeze!"
Qianluo sneezed several times in a row and rubbed her nose: "What's going on?"
She emptied the bottle and found nothing inside, she took a peek inside and there was no elixir at all!
Qianluo also imitated Granny Butterfly and pouted: "Granny Butterfly, you are also a big liar. There is no magic pill in it. You lied to me!"
Grandma Butterfly was anxious. You could say she was old, you could say she was mean, but you absolutely couldn't say she didn't have elixirs. She poured out everything in her storage bag: "Grandma Butterfly doesn't lie. Look for yourself, I have elixirs here. I have everything you need!"
Qianluo didn't see any elixir, but only saw natural treasures, magical treasures and spiritual treasures all over the ground, all of which were shining brightly. Qianluo almost drooled at the sight. This storage bag could really hold so many treasures!
Although she couldn't tell the difference between magic weapons and spiritual treasures, judging from the degree of spiritual energy, they were not ordinary items.
Qianluo thought of the Immortal Cultivation Simulator, which also had an appraisal points function, and could estimate the value of the item based on the appraisal points.
【Didi——Expected to earn 100,000 points】
Oh my god! 100,000 points = 100,000 low-grade spirit stones = 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones = 100 high-grade spirit stones!
Last time in the simulation, I mentioned that a mid-level magic weapon with concealed cultivation was worth 100 mid-grade spirit stones. This high-level magic weapon was worth 1,000 mid-grade spirit stones!
Equivalent to her Lingyu Ring!
Qian Luo looked at the magical treasures piled up like a small mountain on the ground and it was hard not to laugh. In the future, as her cultivation level improved and her simulation points increased greatly, there would be too many places that would need spiritual stones!
Seeing the girl's greed, Grandma Butterfly snorted softly: "Carrot, you can only choose one thing as compensation!"
"My magic pill is on your face. You ate the immortal pill, and I still want to give you a gift. I am really wronged, Grandma Butterfly!"
Qianluo immediately smiled: "Grandma Butterfly, I don't know any of these. Can you help me choose one?"
It doesn’t matter whether Butterfly Grandma is a master of alchemy or not. What matters is that she is rich!
Qianluo had never smiled so flatteringly before, rubbing her hands together: "Grandma Butterfly, please help me choose one. I don't recognize any of these!"
Although Granny Butterfly was angry, she patiently chose one: "Here, this is the Black Gold Dragon Roar Umbrella Sword. With an umbrella and a sword, work won't be tiring."
Granny Butterfly seemed to be no longer stupid, and she finally explained, "This Dragon Roar Umbrella and Dragon Roar Sword are inestimable. They are said to be forged by a master. If split into two, they can create the world and lead the dragon clan. The Dragon Roar Umbrella is used for defense, and the Dragon Roar Sword is used for attack."
Qianluo opened the Dragon Roar Umbrella and felt a surge of majestic energy. The black-gold umbrella was elegant and graceful, and the golden dragon wandering around was lifelike, its eyes like pearls, its whiskers like clouds, its claws sharp, and its tail tough. The sight was awe-inspiring, as if a dragon from ancient times was looking at her.
The soul is shaken and cannot be looked directly at!
"The handle of the Dragon Roar Umbrella and the blade of the Dragon Roar Sword are both made of real dragon bone, making them indestructible and extremely powerful. Those who wield the umbrella and sword can display the might of a dragon, frightening even low-level monsters."
Granny Butterfly looked Qianluo up and down, her face filled with disdain. "With your cultivation level, you can't really unleash its true power. Your cultivation level is truly too low!"
The old woman tugged at her bow tie, her eyes squinting, and said proudly: "Unlike grandma, I have a high level of cultivation and can refine magic pills. I am simply an all-round genius!"
After hearing this, Qianluo immediately put it in her pocket, fearing that Granny Butterfly would snatch it away. She treasured it so much: "Yes, yes, yes! Granny Butterfly is the best!"
Why does it feel like coaxing a child?
"Hurry up and add your beautiful flame!" Granny Butterfly put away her storage bag. Unable to wait any longer, she dragged Qianluo towards the alchemy furnace. "My magic pill is only one step away. Hurry!"
Qian Luo was extremely confused. Was what Grandma Butterfly said true or false? She could only follow Grandma Butterfly's urging and throw out the Netherworld Purple Flame, quenching the fire and reigniting the Dan Fire.
I saw the silver flame embracing the purple flame, entangled with each other, snuggling up to each other, inseparable, like a pair of enemies and a pair of lovers.
With a "bang", the medicinal juice in the alchemy furnace splashed everywhere due to the fire, and a lot of it fell down and splashed on Qianluo and Butterfly Grandma.
But the two of them didn't care, because half of Qianluo's face was already black. Grandma Butterfly wanted to soak in the medicine. She licked the medicine on her lips and said, "It tastes okay. Just burn it for a while and it will be done."
"Hahahaha! My magic pill is about to be perfected!"
"I'm leaving this damn place!"
The wind was blowing wildly, and Butterfly Grandma leaped into the air, hovering in the air. The wind was rustling, making her old face flicker, and her black robe was rustling in the wind. She looked fierce and her eyes were shining, so brightly that it was astonishing!
She doesn't look like an old woman, but more like a reclusive master.
Her aura suddenly changed. She was no longer hunched over, but rather slim and graceful. Her features were hidden in the hood, her eyes were as bright as stars, and her grey hair made her look even more mysterious and dangerous!
She cast a spell and made hand gestures, igniting the alchemy fire. The flames alternated between silver and purple, and the alchemy furnace stirred restlessly, like a volcano poised to erupt. The entire cave shook, and the spiritual plants and minerals on the shelves trembled. Several demonic beasts in bottles awoke, broke the bottles, and fled.
"Hahahaha, I can finally leave this damn place!"
"Brothers, we are free!"
It turned out to be a monster above the foundation-building stage, and it could speak human language!
Qian Luo was shocked and took a few steps back to the cave entrance. Turning around, she saw a half-meter-deep abyss. Below it was a sea of fire, with fire beasts running wildly and scorching magma slamming into the crumbling cave!
This turned out to be a small island in the middle of a volcano!
The fleeing monsters were caught unawares, unable to even utter a scream before falling into the sea of fire, instantly engulfed. The sea of fire seemed alive, burping and swaying like it was sticking out its tongue, provoking and mocking her.
The surroundings were filled with scorching magma, gushing flames, and ferocious fire beasts glaring at them. Qianluo's divine sense explored the area within a hundred miles, but found no living creatures!
It turned out to be a forgotten island!
Could it be that Grandma Butterfly is really being imprisoned?
Only by refining the magic elixir can one break free from the shackles and regain freedom?
Why did the Little Black Cauldron bring her here? Could it be that the spiritual energy of the spiritual spring water triggered the Little Black Cauldron's function?
Before she could think carefully, she saw a dazzling light bursting out in the cave. The place with rich spiritual energy turned out to be the alchemy furnace.
The residue of the medicine, which she thought was a black medicinal juice, gradually solidified and took shape under the magic of Butterfly Grandma. Even the medicinal juice stuck to her face and body seemed to have vitality and flew towards the alchemy furnace.
On the ground, on the table, on the hair... all the medicinal juices flew towards the alchemy room, as if scattered stars were heading towards the moon, worshiping the moon.
At the same time, she heard the sound of phoenixes and birds. When she turned around and looked outside the cave, she saw a golden-red phoenix and countless birds appearing in the sky above the boiling volcano. Their feathers were gorgeous, beautiful and noble, soaring above the nine heavens. Hundreds of birds paid homage to the phoenix, and the phoenix returned to its nest.
The fairy music enters the ears, and the wind and clouds surge!
Compared to the birth of the legendary ninth-grade elixir, the arrival of the thunder tribulation is even more shocking!
When strange phenomena appear in heaven and earth, there must be treasures!
There was a strong wind outside, and Qianluo retreated into the cave with difficulty, feeling the spiritual energy outside the volcano. It was surprisingly strong at this moment, which was also beneficial to her cultivation.
She was breathing rapidly, in disbelief!
Could this really be a magic pill?!
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