These three words succinctly summarize Shen Lian himself.

However, in his opinion, he was still a little inferior to Pangdu. Just in terms of these restrained spiritual objects, he could not compare to Pangdu.

Among the spiritual objects cleared out from the cave storehouse, there were seven sets of fourth-grade mid-quality five-element spiritual objects and two sets of fourth-grade high-quality spiritual objects.

Thinking back to the past, when he got a fourth-grade intermediate-quality Yin-Yang Turtle Spirit that could improve the quality in the wilderness, he would be happy for most of the day. He is really useless.

In addition, in addition to the five elements spiritual objects necessary for practice, Pangdu has a collection of more than two hundred various stored spiritual medicines.

After Shen Lian took a closer look, and counting the living spiritual herbs in the medicine garden, he had enough resources to cultivate to the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.

He took out a magical medicine that was spotted all over, shaped like a banana, and had a small tri-colored fruit growing under its leaves.

This is a Yunling flower tree. Although its name contains the word “tree”, it is actually a magical medicine.

It is the main ingredient for refining the Wanhua Yuluo Pill. If the Zisui Shengling Pill is a daily cultivation pill for the middle to late Nascent Soul stage, then the Wanhua Yuluo Pill is a super enhanced version, and one pill is worth a hundred pills.

Taking this pill can greatly shorten the time it takes to advance from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul to the late stage. As for the limitation, the cultivator taking this pill needs to be in good health.

If one's body is not in good health, it is easy to burst. This situation has occurred in the world of immortal cultivation.

After much effort and using up the sect's reserves, they finally managed to snatch one at the auction. Unexpectedly, the cultivator who took the elixir exploded and died. It was a complete loss of both the wife and the army. How tragic it was.

But for Shen Lian, this thing was tailor-made for him.

As expected, those who understand the will of heaven, even the order of heaven and earth loves him.

Otherwise, what can this magical medicine say? It must be that he, Shen, has a pure heart and a kind mind... 10,086 words omitted.

Shen Lian found out the origin of this Yunling Flower Tree in Pangdu's memory. He got it from the lair of the Qingwu Black Dragon when he killed the Black Dragon in secret.

In Pangdu's memory, he also scolded Lao Jiao, and despised Lao Jiao for not knowing how to restrain the elixir, causing the elixir to lose some of its medicinal power in vain.

After obtaining the Yunling Flower Tree, Pang Du spent hundreds of years collecting all the materials for refining the Wanhua Yuluo Pill. He had originally planned to refine the pill and take it to an auction.

Now, only Shen Lian can do these things.

With the help of Wanhua Yuluo Pill and other daily elixirs, Shen Lian estimated that he would have a chance to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage within twenty years.

In addition, the batch of spiritual medicines collected by Pang Du covered a wide range of categories, enough for him to enrich the exchange platform of the Butian Sect.

At this moment, Shen Lian's mind couldn't help but become excited, refining pills and practicing.

But then he put away the elixir and looked at the Yuanying of the Chuanqing tribe with pointed ears. This race belongs to a small tribe. There are very few people in the world of immortal cultivation, but all of them have a close sense of spiritual plants.

Otherwise, Pangdu would not have captured this person to be his medicine servant.

At this moment, the fourth-level Nascent Soul of the Chuanqing Clan had cloudy eyes and was sitting cross-legged outside a spiritual medicine, looking a little dazed.

Shen Lian's spiritual consciousness sank into his spiritual consciousness sea and discovered that this cultivator's spiritual consciousness sea was already filled with spiritual bans, and there were also silver needles blocking the seven orifices of the spiritual man.

Except for the little man with divine consciousness, even the Nascent Soul must be sealed.

After an inspection, he found that this cultivator was useless. He had been transformed into a servant by Pangdu through unorthodox means. Although it looked better than a puppet, its only spiritual power had actually been sealed.

But it’s better this way. He can stay here and serve the elixir, so he doesn’t have to do it himself.

After he advances to the Divine Transformation stage, I will try to remove some of the restrictions for him and then see what the specific situation is. If that doesn’t work, I will have no choice but to send him off.

Right now, this Nascent Soul Spirit Plant Master is not the main problem. The problem is the spiritual veins locked in the cave.

Including those in the sky and buried underground, the number of spiritual veins in the entire Dongtian Pharmacy has reached sixty-nine.

The largest spiritual vein is over two thousand feet long, and there are hundreds of spirit gathering arrays of various sizes.

No matter how you look at it, Pang is a big spender. Just to maintain these spirit gathering arrays, he consumes three million medium-grade spirit stones and thirty thousand high-grade spirit stones every year.

Without these things, the elixirs in the pharmacy might even shrink, not to mention accumulating their medicinal properties.

Especially those spiritual medicines that are more than six thousand years old, they have already reached the fifth level in grade.

Shen Lian was troubled when looking at these spirit veins. All the spirit veins were restricted by Pang Du, and were fixed with something similar to a 'Spirit-Suppressing Nail'.

If it were placed in the outside world, although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin, the spiritual veins can still absorb some free spiritual energy.

But here, Pangdu treated the spiritual veins as an energy source, constantly drawing on them to nourish spiritual medicines. Whenever a spiritual vein was almost consumed, he would replace it with a new one.

Now that these spirit veins have fallen into Shen Lian's hands, according to his previous habits, he must let go of these spirit veins.

But once released, these living elixirs will be finished.

However, after thinking about it, Shen Lian felt that he should let it go and not lose the big picture for the small.

Wouldn't it be enough for him to refine most of the spiritual herbs here into spiritual pills, and then keep three that are over 6,000 years old, and then use the spirit gathering formation and the spirit veins he cultivated as nutrients.

Moreover, this task cannot be completed in a day or two. These spirit veins have been severely damaged and need to be nurtured. As for spirit stones, Pangdu has plenty of them here.

After sorting out these things, Shen Lian calmed down again and began to make the next arrangements.

First, refine the Wanhua Yuluo Pill used for cultivation, and some other elixirs for daily cultivation.

The next step is to make puppets and draw talismans.

…

At the foot of the hill, inside the cave.

"Why."

He let out a long sigh. Here in his retreat, he could sense three auras. These people were standing outside like turtles, motionless.

The next moment, after the formation was converged, the Merit Clone reappeared in the air, and the injury on his shoulder had mostly recovered.

"It's out, be careful!"

"As soon as he comes over we'll run."

With the appearance of the Merit Clone, the figures like the door gods in the area thousands of miles away became alert one by one, as if they were pricked by needles in the buttocks.

"Get out of the way, he's coming in our direction."

The flowing light was like a sword, piercing through the colorful miasma.

The Merit Clone stepped on a little thunderbird, and in his divine sense, a figure was fleeing away like a rabbit.

This man's legs and feet were extremely flexible and he quickly created distance between them.

Not only this guy, there were a total of five different aura fluctuations emerging around him that he could sense.

These people were either riding streamlined flying shuttles or surrounded by green wind wings. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were like the Speedy Adventurers.

"The man with the sword has moved and is heading towards the south."

A sea monk riding on a scale took out a scale and said something quickly, then sneakily wandered away thousands of miles away.

Even if he was attacked by divine thoughts at this distance, he would be able to withstand it and run away.

For the Merit Clone, a distance of a thousand miles was already within his perception range, and he could capture all the movements and communications of these guys.

At this moment, Shen Lian's face darkened when he learned of the situation.

Is he that scary?

These fellow Taoists were clearly discriminating against him.

However, these people also missed a problem, that is, his spiritual power is much stronger than that of ordinary Nascent Soul Great Perfection, and the range of his spiritual power is two thousand miles.

These people think they can control themselves from thousands of miles away, it's a joke.

Next, the Merit Clone changed directions several times. All the cultivators who were targeted by him were in a panic. They had no intention of fighting at all. When they sensed the Merit Clone approaching, they ran away.

Shen Lian felt like he had turned into a tiger, and the guys around him were jackals.

"The Sea Clan, Xuanyou, Cangqing, Qicai, which force is the remaining one? The aura is so tight."

After rushing towards the five figures that appeared several times, the Merit Clone figured out the origins of four of them, except for one who was wrapped in a black robe and was very huge, more than ten feet tall.

Don't be fooled by his big size, this guy runs the fastest among the five of them.

"At least five divine transformation forces."

Up to now, there are no visible God-Transforming forces in the outer areas of the world of immortal cultivation. This fellow who is hiding his aura is most likely from a certain God-Transforming force.

To put it bluntly, in this era, independent cultivators and cultivators from small sects and families have long found it difficult to compete with the big forces.

Especially when it comes to the fifth-level spiritual object, the Silk of Rules, the forces of the Divine Transformation are not enough, so how could they let these Nascent Soul forces succeed? Of course, this does not rule out the possibility of pulling out teeth from a tiger's mouth like the Merit Clone did before, but such things are rare after all.

Next, the Merit clone ran around in the wilderness, followed by several followers, chasing him from a distance.

It looks like you can follow him if he walks, stop if he stops, or even run away if he turns around.

That’s not all. All the other cultivators they met along the way ran away as soon as they saw the Merit Clone.

What are you doing.

This seriously delays the sharing of merits and virtues and also causes business for oneself.

Fortunately, the Merit Clone was wandering around outside and did not delay Shen Lian from doing his work. After spending about three months, he finally refined his Wanhua Yuluo Pill.

A total of three pills were made, two of high quality and one of low quality.

The pill is covered with dots, as big as longan, and covered with a circle of luster. The gathered medicinal power is like a huge volcano.

It takes a long time to refine the Yuluo Pill, and the weaker the body, the slower the refining speed.

Shen Lian looked at the pill in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

The pill did not dissolve before entering the mouth, but sank into the Dantian and was held by the Nascent Soul figurine. After being stimulated by the power of the Nascent Soul, the Wanhua Yuluo Pill suddenly lit up.

The red patterns on the pill's surface lit up, like thousands of gorgeous peonies in full bloom.

“Buzz!”

In an instant, a part of the peony petals shook slightly and exploded, transforming into thousands and tens of thousands of raindrops of energy, which whizzed towards every corner of the body.

"ah……"

The power of the medicine was like flowers scattering from the sky, causing Shen Lian to groan. He felt as if he was pierced all over by countless nails.

(End of this chapter)