When Lin returned in his later years, the sky was clear and colorful clouds hung in the sky. He sighed and left.
In the alchemy class.
Liu Ziqin reached out and picked out the necessary herbs and threw them into the small alchemy furnace, saying, "The Soul-Fixing Pill can stabilize the cultivator's soul. When a cultivator is seriously injured, he should take the Soul-Fixing Pill in time. To refine the Soul-Fixing Pill, herbs such as Indigo, Arisaema, Toad Venom, and Glauber's Salt are generally used."
After she grabbed all the herbs, she immediately closed the furnace lid. A green light appeared from her fingertips, surrounding the alchemy furnace, and a flame started.
"This class is mainly about refining the Soul-Fixing Pill. I want to see your results in the next class."
After she finished speaking, the monks in the audience took out their own alchemy furnaces and began to imitate her, picking up the medicinal materials needed to make pills.
Lin Wannian was holding a small alchemy furnace. This was a light yellow alchemy furnace made for him by Su Xingran. The furnace could be picked up with one hand, but its refining strength should not be underestimated. As long as the pills were not placed randomly, it would not explode.
The first time he took it in his hand, he felt a chill, which then disappeared, but he could feel by touch that the material should be made of cold iron stone and topaz.
Lin Wannian put the medicinal materials in one by one according to the proportions Liu Ziqin had put in, and then used the fire-pinching technique. The most important thing for the success of alchemy was whether his spiritual power could be sustained until the pill was formed.
Liu Ziqin walked around, and when she came to Lin Wannian's table, she took a look and said, "The cultivators with fire spiritual roots are more accomplished in alchemy than other cultivators. Most of you choose to make alchemy because your spiritual roots can only develop in this direction. Although alchemists are weak in battle, they provide immeasurable effects in the back row, so you must make good use of your spiritual roots and work hard to make alchemy for the sect, the family, and your life."
"Senior sister, are you going to be an elder in the future?" a monk asked.
Liu Ziqin smiled and said, "Why ask this? You will know later. Why do you also want to be the elder of Xingyuan Sect?"
The monk who asked the question blushed and said, "No, no, no, I just want to ask."
Liu Ziqin stopped talking.
In his later years, while Lin was waiting for the elixir to be successfully refined, he recalled the unique book on elixir cultivation that he had seen from Yu Sang.
Tianhan Pill is a top-grade elixir that can wash away a person’s excess spiritual roots or impurities and return them to their original nature.
The cultivators with single spiritual roots are a minority among many cultivators. Most cultivators have dual spiritual roots or multiple spiritual roots. The more spiritual roots one has, the more spiritual energy one needs to absorb. However, the human body has limited tolerance, so this takes more time than cultivators with single spiritual roots, and the speed of cultivation is slower.
Lin Wannian is not a human being, and he himself has only one spiritual root. What he cares about is the materials for refining the Tianhan Pill, which uses white Lycoris radiata that has grown for a thousand years. Coincidentally, there is a Lycoris radiata in his storage bag. Although he is not sure how old the Lycoris radiata has been, he feels that the flower is not simple because it grew out of a space where there is only him and it, and then it is brought to reality. He always feels that there is something guiding him.
He felt this way more and more.
When he became a seed, he did not have this awareness until he came to Yuanzhou Continent and experienced more things that he had never seen before in Mingyou.
Feeling the coldness from the stove, he came back to his senses and continued to inject his spiritual power into it.
After class, some talented cultivators had already refined their pills. Lin Wannian was one of them. He looked at the first pill he had refined, with a crystal-like color on its surface.
Soul-calming pill, it’s okay.
He packed up the alchemy furnace and put it into the storage bag, then went to another school. He went in, looked around, and then found the location of Su Xingran and the others.
"here."
Lin Wannian walked over and sat in the seat they had prepared for him.
This class is the Yan Gua class, and they all chose this course. For the monks, learning divination and seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is sometimes a good decision.
Their course was taught by a cultivator from the Tianzi class, and they had heard of this cultivator, Jin Qianchen, who was ranked second in the ranking of magic cultivators last year.
When a cultivator of magic wants to set up an array, he must consider the right time, right place, and right people. The most important thing among these is to learn divination, so that his array cannot be easily broken by others. Therefore, divination is something that a cultivator of magic must learn.
In addition to the majority of practitioners of Dharma in this school, there is also a small number of other practitioners. It will never do any harm to learn more skills.
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