Gu Yao said that the knowledge he had learned about growing spiritual herbs might not be very useful to him, but it did have one benefit. Witnessing the entire process of the spiritual herbs from seeds to germination to maturity gave him a more comprehensive understanding of the spiritual herbs.
But if he couldn't use it, it might be more useful in the hands of others.
Gu Yao and Chi Changye looked at each other, and they saw the same meaning in each other's eyes, and laughed together.
It may be impossible to find a spirit race like the predecessor, but the descendants related to him, that is, the monks who inherited a part of the bloodline, should not be difficult to find. The predecessor's ability to grow spirit herbs is really too strong, and those methods should be passed down. Think about those almost extinct spirit herbs. If they can be cultivated again, it will be a blessing for the entire Tianlin Continent.
However, the road must be taken step by step. Gu Yao temporarily suppressed this idea and continued to organize these gains. If he did not absorb them in time, he felt that he would slowly forget them and would never be able to recall them again.
When Chi Changye came out of the tent, someone came over to ask if Gu Yao would accept pills. Chi Changye went back to ask. Gu Yao thought about it and still offered to accept five orders a day, but would not accept reservations because he did not know how long he would stay here, so if you have anything, please hurry up.
The person asking outside was overjoyed and immediately left his two materials, which meant that he had removed two orders. The other cultivators who had been paying attention with their ears erected rushed over like the wind, rashly stuffed the spiritual herbs into Chi Changye's hands, and then quickly retreated.
When he realized what he had done, his face flushed. How dare he treat Chi Changye like this? What kind of person is Chi Changye? That was a powerful figure who could chop a Changxian Sect monk in half with a sword from a distance, and he dared to use Chi Changye as his partner.
When he was about to regret it, Chi Changye's voice rang out: "There is another order today."
"Brother Chi, I want to place an order!" Tao Yue shouted quickly, fearing that Chi Changye would be gone if he was late for a while.
The others who were about to run over froze again and all looked up to see Chi Changye's reaction. Chi Changye nodded to Tao Yue: "Okay."
Tao Yue was overjoyed and handed over her own portion of spiritual herbs. Fortunately, she was smart and relied on her acquaintance with Chi Changye and Gu Yao to grab the last chance. If she had been a little more reserved, this opportunity would have been gone. So, you have to be thick-skinned.
The others were so regretful that they stamped their feet. Why didn't they think of Tao Yue's method faster? But they were not Tao Yue, who could talk to Chi Changye.
After receiving five orders, Chi Changye turned around and went into the tent to hand the spiritual herbs to Gu Yao.
On the other side, Ning Hui and others watched this scene with their eyes wide open. Others felt sorry for Ning Hui, but Ning Hui himself didn't know what he was upset about. He was angry that Gu Yao had refused to accept the challenge of alchemy before, but now he accepted the order to refine the pills, which clearly showed that he didn't give him face. He was also angry that Chi Changye, a genius sword cultivator, was willing to run errands for an alchemist. What method did Gu Yao use to deceive him?
Ning Hui was unwilling to accept it, so he also spread the word that he would accept the order, five orders a day, and prepare the materials and rewards and send them to him.
You don't want to compete, right? Then he wanted Gu Yao to see, and let those cultivators who had not seen much of the world on the opposite side see how far Gu Yao's alchemy skills were inferior to his own.
The cultivators of Changxian Sect did not expect Ning Hui to be so generous and actually took the order. It seemed that the alchemist named Gu Yao on the opposite side was not useless. This stimulated Ning Hui to start taking orders. Therefore, the five orders on the first day were used by the five cultivators with the highest cultivation. People from the same sect were more prominent according to their strength. Want to grab it? Then wait for revenge.
So the alchemists on both sides began to refine the pills, but one could not be seen in the tent, and the other opened the furnace in public, attracting everyone's attention. Knowing that Changxian Sect had a high level of cultivation, the cultivators of Tianlin Continent were still very curious about Ning Hui's alchemy skills and wanted to know what level he had reached.
"What kind of elixir is in the first furnace? Has anyone recognized it?"
"It seems to be an eighth-grade high-level spiritual replenishing elixir, which can quickly replenish spiritual power."
"Then this alchemist Ning is an eighth-grade high-level alchemist?"
Thinking that Ning Hui might be an eighth-grade high-level alchemist, their eyes on Ning Hui became a little different. What is the status of an eighth-grade high-level alchemist? That is equivalent to a person of the same level as Master Hu.
But how many years has Master Hu practiced? What about Ning Hui? You must know that the first condition for entering the secret realm is that the bone age cannot exceed fifty. An eighth-grade high-level alchemist under fifty years old was unimaginable in Tianlin Continent before.
Some people secretly worried about Gu Yao. Gu Yao had just established his foundation and was at most an eighth-grade low-level alchemist. He had already suffered a loss in terms of cultivation and level. They believed that as long as Gu Yao was given time, he would definitely grow to Ning Hui's level, but they were afraid that if Gu Yao was hit by Ning Hui, there would be some bad effects.
They were whispering to each other, and when Chi Changye walked out of the tent, they all shut up, fearing that Chi Changye would hear them.
But even if Chi Changye couldn't hear it, he saw that the other side was refining pills in the furnace. They didn't refine pills before, but they are refining pills now. How could Chi Changye not know what they were thinking? However, he was not worried in the first place. Now that he knew that Gu Yao had the Dan Pavilion, which was a treasure for alchemists, he was even less worried that Gu Yao would be hit. All
Gu Yao had to do was to face himself and surpass his original self step by step.
So Chi Changye just took a faint look, and then sat in front of the tent with his eyes closed to regulate his breathing. No one dared to approach the tent to disturb him, and the atmosphere became so strange. When other monks came, they saw such a strange scene. Although the two sides were clearly divided, they lived in peace unexpectedly. It was not right no matter how they looked at it.
However, all the people from Tianlin Continent were informed of the details immediately after they arrived. On the other hand, the people from Changxian Sect only knew the general situation after hearing people's murmurings and making some guesses. The
fragrance of the pills wafted out, and the cultivators from Changxian Sect became proud again. There was no movement in the tent until now. It was obvious that they were hiding from others because of their shame.
The first batch of pills was successfully produced. The quality of the pills caused a commotion among the cultivators from both sides. There were actually several mid-grade pills. Even Ning Hui himself showed a satisfied smile. The cultivator who placed the order was even more grateful.
In addition to paying a high reward, he also said a lot of good things before taking the pills away in the envious eyes of the crowd.
Ning Hui saw that Gu Yao was not there, and Chi Changye was still keeping his eyes closed and regulating his breathing, and did not look over because of the movement here. He could not help but feel a little disappointed, and decided to meditate to restore his spiritual power before continuing. In the Changxian Sect, no one was so diligent in refining pills for others.
He refined another furnace of nourishing pills and two furnaces of healing pills, and only failed once, because they were all high-level eighth-grade pills, this result was quite good, so Ning Hui felt that he was in very good condition. When he rested enough again
and recovered to the best condition, he asked: "Does anyone need Tianyuan Pills? Who has all the ingredients for Tianyuan Pills?"
Tianyuan Pills? That's a seventh-grade elixir. Can Ning Hui refine it successfully?
One of the main purposes of the cultivators who had completed the foundation building and the late foundation building was to collect materials for the Tianyuan Pill. Their next goal was to form the pill. They could not let go of any pills and natural treasures that could help form the pill. Compared with getting these things outside, the price they paid was much smaller.
But now Ning Hui's request made them embarrassed. If they refused Ning Hui, they would be worried about offending him. If they did not refuse, what was the chance that Ning Hui could make the pill?
People who were familiar with Ning Hui knew that he had already stepped into the threshold of a seventh-grade pill master, but the success rate of refining a seventh-grade pill was very low. Although this was enough to make him stand proudly among the foundation-building stage pill masters, they were more willing to pay a price to ask a real seventh-grade pill master to do it.
Seeing that no one was willing to let him try, Ning Hui's expression turned cold and he said unhappily: "Do you think that I can't refine Tianyuan Dan and will only waste your materials?" "
No, Master Ning, that's not what I mean." Someone hurriedly denied.
"If it's not that, what do you mean?" Ning Hui refused to give up easily. These people's reactions greatly ruined his interest in refining the elixir.
The cultivators on the Tianlin Continent looked at him with laughter, but they were also shocked by Ning Hui's alchemy skills. Could it be that he was better than Master Hu? Although they didn't like the cultivators of Changxian Sect, they inevitably yearned for the level of cultivation there. Just look at how many cultivators under the age of fifty who have achieved the great success of foundation building.
If they succeeded in forming a golden elixir after this trip to the secret realm, a fifty-year-old golden elixir cultivator would be even more incredible to them.
No, perhaps there was one person who could do it, and that was Chi Changye. With Chi Changye's strength, he must be not far from forming a golden elixir, but how many people in the entire Tianlin Continent could reach the level of Chi Changye? They still couldn't compare with Changxianmen.
Although they thought the situation at Changxianmen was a little funny, they couldn't laugh. What rose in their hearts was a kind of sadness.
Before Chi Changye appeared, the reason why the Changxianmen cultivators bullied them recklessly and could chop them at will was not based on this huge gap in the level of cultivation.
When the situation was at a stalemate, Gu Yao came out, not noticing the different atmosphere outside. He stretched his waist and twisted his body to stretch his muscles. People like Tao Yue, Du Lingdai and others were stunned to see him acting as if no one was around.
Oh, there was a black cat sitting on his shoulder.
"Huh? What's wrong with you?" Gu Yao finally realized something was wrong and stopped. "Oh, today's order is completed. Whoever's pills are for you, come and get them."
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