Chapter 402: Ninth Grade Heart-Nourishing Pill
Canghai shouted, "Zhong Ling'er, I want the Moonstone, you must get it for me."
Zhong Ling'er rolled her eyes and asked Bai Ze, "This Moonstone should have other uses. Tell me about them."
Bai Ze glanced at Canghai and said, "Cultivators also need to absorb the essence of the moon. If you let your brothers practice on it, at least everyone can break through a small realm."
Zhong Ling'er was very excited. This was truly a great treasure, but was that all?
"Ghost King, do you have anything to add?"
The Ghost King was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly: "Didn't you guess it? The moonlight can reduce the power of the curse. If you have the moonlight stone, you can eliminate the curse."
Zhong Ling'er asked again, but no one said anything, so she could only exit her sea of consciousness.
"Brothers, the current situation is not suitable for traveling. Why don't we rest for a while? But we can't just lie down. You have never tried practicing in the snow. Time is precious. Let's practice."
The three siblings of the Yu family opened their mouths wide. No, how did the junior sister switch from traveling to practicing? What kind of train of thought was this? And they were in a competition now, how could they practice?
But Ouyang Ruochen and the others trusted Zhong Ling'er very much, and they did feel the pressure of cultivation, so they took action immediately and started meditating, entering a state of cultivation in this icy and snowy place with gusts of strong wind.
Leng Qingyu didn't say anything either. He would do whatever Ouyang Ruochen did. In short, he would never suffer any loss by following Taiqiong Sect's footsteps.
Seeing that they couldn't stop it, the three siblings of the Yu family had no choice but to join in. As a result, the ten people in the group actually forgot about the competition and devoted themselves to training.
On the other side of the snow mountain, although the white ape was very tired, it was still trying to climb. Soon the team saw Zhong Ling'er and others who were practicing in the snow.
Yu Chengxuan signaled to the others to keep quiet, thinking in his heart: Zhong Ling'er must not have expected that we could climb up so quickly, so she was so arrogant. Now is an opportunity, I can lead my men to take the lead quietly and teach them a lesson.
So he immediately signaled the white ape to continue climbing, and the patch of Moonlight Grass at the foot of the mountain was his.
When they turned around and climbed upwards, Zhong Ling'er opened her eyes and looked over. After seeing the white ape, she became thoughtful.
Zhong Ling'er's cultivation level was not greatly improved by absorbing the power of moonlight. She just secretly released the ginseng spirit and other creatures who liked moonlight to cover herself.
The first one to break through was Bai Luochen. Who would have thought that the power of moonlight could actually have a certain repairing effect on the damage to his sword heart.
Zhong Ling'er immediately captured the ginseng spirit and asked it the reason. The ginseng spirit then told her that the power of moonlight was also helpful in alchemy.
Zhong Linger immediately took out the alchemy furnace and took out all the prepared spiritual plants. She repeated the steps that she had repeated hundreds of times, then added the herbs one by one and started to refine the elixir.
Over the past year, Zhong Ling'er and her master's wife have been learning alchemy, and are now close to becoming eighth-grade alchemists. She can now make seventh- and eighth-grade pills with 100% success rate, but has never succeeded in making ninth-grade pills. So, although she has practiced countless times, she still doesn't dare to try to make the ninth-grade pill for her second senior brother to repair Jian Xin.
But she knew how sad her second senior brother felt when he saw his fellow disciples improving their realms while he was the last one left. Even so, her second senior brother did not give up his cultivation, so she really didn't want to wait any longer.
The alchemy furnace said that the success rate of the pill was 100%, but that was for a ninth-grade alchemist refining ninth-grade pills. Now that she, an eighth-grade alchemist, could use the alchemy furnace to refine ninth-grade pills, she could have a 50% chance of success. With the help of the power of the moon, the success rate increased to 80%. Zhong Linger decided to give it a try.
The flame in the furnace was very strong, but those magical medicines were not so easy to melt. Zhong Ling'er took out an eighth-grade fire-control talisman and raised the flame level by two levels.
Gradually, the fragrance of a medicinal herb spread across the mountain. Everyone who smelled it felt relaxed and happy, and they made breakthroughs one after another.
"Don't stop. This is a great opportunity. Keep going. Improve your realm by two levels today. Otherwise, you will be sorry for my magic medicine."
With Zhong Ling'er's order, everyone calmed down and continued to focus all their attention on cultivation.
The essence of the moon continuously flowed into their bodies, and the aroma of divine elixir filled the air. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for everyone. Even the three siblings of the Yu family, who were obsessed with the competition, put aside their desire to win and immersed themselves in practice.
Alchemy is a very delicate process. In order to make the difficult-to-melt elixir melt as quickly as possible, Zhong Ling'er increased the fire power. This was originally a very dangerous practice, but she soon discovered that with the suppression of the moonlight power, the fire was automatically controlled to a range that could just melt the elixir but would not explode the furnace, and she did not need to make any adjustments at all.
Zhong Ling'er stared at the medicine furnace closely, watching the elixir dissolve, watching the impurities being removed bit by bit, and then watching the medicinal effects being stimulated and then slowly blended.
"Zhong Ling'er, although I don't want to disturb you, your fourth senior brother's eldest brother has already reached the top of the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain is a large area of moonlight grass. You might lose this competition."
The ginseng spirit took advantage of the terrain and strolled around somewhere unknown, then came back and solemnly told Zhong Ling'er about his discovery.
Zhong Ling'er took out a storage ring and said, "Go, collect all those Moonlight Grasses for me."
"You, you actually asked me to work?"
"Be good, if you do this job well, I won't hold you accountable for running away last time."
The whole Renjingginseng was in a bad state. No, it happened so long ago, why was he still remembering it? Couldn't he be more magnanimous? But then he thought, if he could just let this matter go, and Zhong Ling'er wouldn't give him a hard time in the future, it would be worth it.
However, the ginseng spirit didn't dare to go alone, so he pulled Zulong away from underground.
Zhong Ling'er spent a day refining the medicine. Finally, after the others had made another breakthrough, her pill was finally formed.
A flawless white pill that looked like a fat ball flew out of the pill furnace. The nine pill seals on it disappeared in a flash. The faint medicinal fragrance drifted far away, attracting the roars of several monsters from afar.
Zhong Ling'er carefully took the pill in her hand. Seeing that the pill seal was intact, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then a big smile appeared on her face.
"Second Brother, I have finally made the medicine to repair your sword heart. Take it quickly and see the effect."
Bai Luochen also looked at the round pill in shock. He couldn't believe it. Was there really any hope of repairing his swordsmanship?
Qi Haoran snatched the pill and thrust it directly at Bai Luochen's lips, "Second Brother, don't think about anything. The more you think about it, the more uncomfortable you will feel. Take the pill and see the effect first."
Ouyang Ruochen kicked Qi Haoran, took the pill and stuffed it into Bai Luochen's mouth. He knew what Fifth Junior Brother meant and was afraid that Second Junior Brother would think too much and have too high hopes, but the final result would be unsatisfactory.
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