Joining a spiritual sect is for further study, but it does not mean leaving one's own sect.
After all, places like Penglai Island and Mengzong exist solely to connect talented spiritual cultivators. It doesn't matter if you were a royal relative or a martial arts leader in your lifetime; your secular status doesn't affect your ability to join Penglai Island. After completing your apprenticeship, you can still return to the secular world, but you can't ignore future difficulties for your sect.
This is the purpose of establishing a spiritual sect. Recruiting talented people from all over the world to enhance the sect's reputation and achieve mutual success is no different from recruiting students.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha, great, great, you have good taste!" The testing elder laughed so hard that his eyes were invisible. "You will definitely not regret joining our Penglai Island. Just now, a young man as handsome as you, Master Yun, also joined Penglai Island. You two can communicate together after joining the sect in the future."
Yun Miao returned to the palace and directly entered the space.
She came to the room of the thatched hut and began to read all the books about spiritual practice. Finally, she found in one of the books, "The God of Alchemy", that her photographic memory was not wrong.
"Spiritual roots..." After reading it carefully, Yun Miao smiled cleverly. The shock in her heart was beyond words for a long time. "Sure enough, it's worthy of being a product of the space."
Yun Miao couldn't wait to test the results on real people.
That’s right, spiritual roots can be forged after birth, which is an incredible thing even in the previous world.
Alchemists are a hot commodity no matter where they are, and this was also true in the previous plane.
Especially a divine alchemist, it is difficult to appear once in ten thousand years.
Even an immortal-level alchemist is one in a million.
So she didn't know what level her alchemy skills had reached, but she was already eager to try it after seeing the recipe.
Yun Miao came to the back kitchen of the thatched hut and looked at the pots and pans in the kitchen. Sure enough, she picked up the black stove that was about to be covered with dust in a corner.
I used to use this furnace to refine medicine in the space, but later I felt that the furnace was too heavy and abandoned it in the corner.
At this time, I found that this furnace seemed to be very good if used to refine pills.
What Yun Miao didn't know was that when she left the kitchen with the stove, the various knives and axes used to chop wood in the corners of the kitchen all emitted a faint golden light.
"Qilong grass, Hu Yu..." Yun Miao was searching in his increasingly dense medicinal fields like a farmer. As the types of medicinal plants he planted became more and more numerous and strange, the area of the medicinal fields had already increased several times.
Fortunately, the spiritual energy in the space is rich, and the spiritual herbs in the medicine field grow very well. Even if they are not picked, they can be preserved forever without withering.
After Yun Miao picked up the necessary medicines recorded in the book one by one, she began to slowly refine the pills in the furnace.
"Spiritual pills require spiritual energy to be injected. The higher the grade of the elixir, the more concentrated the spiritual energy required. Do it according to your ability..." Yun Miao read the instructions in the book. This was not her first time refining an elixir, but it was her first time refining a spiritual pill.
The rest of the process was actually not much different from the steps she used to refine the Guyuan Pill and the Meiyan Pill. Yun Miao was already a skilled alchemist, and she had already memorized the various pill recipes in the ancient books she had studied before. Now, this was the best foundation for upgrading her spiritual pill refining.
Because she had become quite experienced in alchemy during this period, Yun Miao was able to refine the divine elixir very quickly. Apart from the constant influx of spiritual energy, which was quite strenuous for her, the other parts were relatively easy.
"Damn it, the spiritual power required is too huge. Fortunately, I can mobilize the spiritual power of the space while I am in it, otherwise I will be drained." Yun Miao controlled the alchemy furnace, cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She had been continuously inputting spiritual power into the alchemy furnace for half an hour.
“Puff! Puff!”
Suddenly, there was some movement inside the furnace.
Yun Miao's eyes lit up, but who knew what would happen the next second: "Bang!"
A strong airflow exploded from the entire alchemy furnace. Yun Miao only felt a wave of heat coming towards her, followed by a choking breath.
“Ahem…”
Yun Miao walked out of the choking airflow, staring at her messy hair, her face covered in black ash. "This Life Pill is really not that easy to make. I'm almost there."
Yun Miao is not the type to give up easily, and since she can control time in space, she once again throws herself into the crazy pill-making.
Yun Miao worked behind closed doors, focusing on the task.
Finally, on the ninth attempt, Yun Miao noticed a faint golden light flickering within the furnace. She felt that if she didn't succeed this time, her spiritual energy would soon be depleted. Although she possessed the Spiritual Realm Stone, most of her spiritual energy was sealed, requiring her to carefully store it in her dantian before using it. This process was extremely cumbersome, and now the spiritual energy within her dantian was nearly depleted.
"I can't fail again..." Yun Miao prayed in her heart.
Little did they know that the outside world at this time.
The sky above the entire Three Princes' Palace was covered with dark clouds, and rumbling thunder was boiling in the clouds, emitting a terrifying aura.
Tao Yao and Tan Yao were guarding outside Yun Miao's bedroom door. They stood in the yard and looked up at the thunder rumbling in the sky. For the first time, they felt fear and deep awe emerging from the depths of their consciousness.
"Why is this thunder... happening in this area?" Tao Yao didn't understand why the weather, which was clear just now, suddenly changed.
After all, their strength is not yet enough to touch something like heavenly thunder. The spiritual practitioners who can be baptized by heavenly thunder are all powerful people. How can the novice students know?
Half of the capital was now shrouded in a dark sky. Everyone looked at the dull wrath of thunder atop the Third Prince's Palace and immediately began to discuss, "Today's weather is strange! It was sunny just now, and now there's thunder rolling. Is it going to rain..."
"If you ask me, ever since the profession of spiritual practitioner emerged, I feel like my life has been wasted. This day, it looks like it's not a simple matter. Who knows... maybe it was caused by some powerful person."
"That shouldn't be possible! This thunder looks terrifying, it looks like it can kill people. Could it be that a spiritual cultivator is so strong that he can defy nature? If this thunder falls on me, I'm afraid there won't be a single drop left..."
But he had just finished speaking.
"Boom!" A loud noise.
Most of the people in the capital watched as the thunderbolt fell directly from the sky and struck straight down.
"Oh, who is this unlucky guy..."
"It seems to be in the direction of the Three Princes' Palace."
"God, will His Highness the Third Prince be struck by lightning?"
Suddenly, the people were anxious, and many of them ran to the outside of the Three Princes' Palace to watch the excitement. However, they did not dare to get close, after all, the thunder was gathering right above their heads. If there was more thunder, and another lucky person was randomly selected, wouldn't that mean the arrival of death?
At this time, everyone in the Three Princes' Palace was also frightened by the deafening sound of thunder.
The servants all panicked and looked out of the courtyard: "What's going on? What happened?"
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