Cultivation of Immortality

"Did you see it? These are considered buds." Zhui'er pointed to the deep and shallow red branches on a snow python and said to Shen Qing who was following.

"Such a branch is worth tens of millions of spiritual stones." Zhui'er carefully broke off a light red twig. It was thinner than a willow twig and looked tender and tender.

Shen Qing couldn't help but secretly dumbfounded. This snow python, which was nearly ten feet tall, looked like it had at least a dozen such twigs on it. The same was true for several snow pythons on the side. Based on this calculation, how many spiritual stones was it worth?

"The younger it is, the more effective it is. Eat it quickly. Although this thing is precious, it is extremely difficult to preserve. Although it is a waste to eat it raw, but... hehe, it will be even worse if I use it to make elixirs." Zhui'er smiled happily and put it away. The twig was handed to Shen Qing, who was still self-aware of his alchemy skills.

Shen Qing took the twig and looked at it, then handed it back to Zhui'er, looked around and said, "Let's check this place out first." Although she didn't have too in-depth research on alchemy, she could still check it out. The effects contained in this thing are very great. After taking it, you may have to meditate for a while. .??.

"All taken down." Zhui'er was a little anxious. He could spend a lot of money on other treasures, but he was very obsessed with rare medicinal materials. After all, this is what he studied and he knew how precious these things were.

"Who makes you so impatient? There are still many here. If you waste one, just waste one." After Shen Qing finished speaking, he flew towards an iceberg farther away.

Zhui'er reluctantly took out a jade box and tried to put the twig in it, but realized that it was in vain. It would lose its effectiveness in less than a cup of tea, so he put the twig into his mouth in a daze.

Shen Qing flew halfway and saw that Zhui'er hadn't followed. When she turned around, she saw that Zhui'er was meditating next to the snow python with a red face. She hurriedly flew back and guessed as soon as she saw the jade box thrown on the snow. When he realized what was going on, he asked, "Can you bear it?"

"It's more effective than what's recorded in the classics. I took too much." Zhui'er answered painfully.

"Is it dangerous? How can I help you?" Shen Qing felt a little panicked.

"It doesn't matter..." After gritting his teeth, Zhui'er threw off the two Taoist robes he was wearing and lay down on the snow in only his underwear. However, the coldness of the ice and snow had no effect on the twigs. Uselessly, Shen Qing reached out and touched Zhui'er's forehead, only to feel that the touch was cold and not as hot as it looked.

"It's too hot!" Zhui'er grabbed a handful of snow on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.

"That won't work." Shen Qing held his wrist and sent in spiritual power, trying to use spiritual power to help him take away some of the medicinal power, but it had no effect.

"Send me to the maze. It's cold there. The ice spider might be able to help me." Zhui'er's body glowed red, which was a sign that the golden elixir was being disturbed.

Shen Qing was greatly alarmed, feeling that the ice wall of the maze was of little use, and that the ice spider might not be willing to help Zhui'er, so he thought of the silky cold smoke he encountered when coming out of the maze, and felt that that thing should More effective. After searching with her spiritual consciousness, she took Zhui'er to a small mountain that was only more than a hundred feet high. This small iceberg was not transparent. Its texture looked like white jade. There was smoke flowing inside from time to time. There was a wisp of the cold smoke that I had seen before coming out of the mountain, and when I was still more than a hundred miles away from the hill, I could feel the bone-chilling cold.

"It's good here." Zhui'er pushed Shen Qing away and flew forward impatiently.

"Can't rely on

Too close and you'll get hurt. " Shen Qing pulled Zhui'er, and he only moved about ten feet in this run, but the chill seemed to have doubled.

The red light emitted from Zhuo'er's body weakened a little, and his eyes full of dryness regained some clarity. He stretched out his hand to Shen Qing and said, "Give me the fruit of that strange tree. I thought that these two things might be Eat together, the physiques of monsters are different from ours, they don’t need to refine elixirs, they just eat spiritual fruits and herbs directly.”

Seeing that he had regained his composure, Shen Qing felt relieved and said angrily, "You are seeking death. You almost lost your life by eating one kind. Can you survive by eating two kinds together? These two things It’s too effective for you.”

"The highest state of alchemy is to seek death." Zhui'er looked at Shen Qing with confidence and said, "Believe me, I am quite knowledgeable in alchemy. The twigs of the snow python need to be paired with extremely cold things when refining alchemy. To be tempered, the coldness here is a symptom but not the root cause. If you don't temper this untamable fire as soon as possible, something may happen."

Shen Qing handed the dark blue fruit to him hesitantly and said with a look of disgust, "Don't brag to me about your alchemy skills in the future. What are you learning?"

Zhui'er said awkwardly, "I really knew the medicinal properties of the snow python twigs. At that time, I also knew that eating them all might be a bit too much, but it was because the book didn't explain it clearly enough. How could I have imagined that the medicinal properties would be so strong? Ah, I guess most of the people who wrote that classic had never come across snow python twigs of such high quality, and... the classic didn’t describe in detail what it felt like to eat them directly.”

"Then you dare to give it to me?!" Shen Qing said out of breath.

Zhui'er argued, "The person who wrote the classics must not be willing to eat it directly. This thing is very rare. According to what he said, it takes a thousand years for a snow python to grow a twig."

Shen Qing thought that that one snow python had more than a dozen twigs, and he couldn't help but question Zhui'er's ability to identify spiritual herbs, "Are you sure those are snow pythons?"

"I won't make a mistake." Zhuier felt embarrassed, "You think there are too many tender branches, right? This is probably because this place is suitable for snow pythons to grow, and these snow pythons may be the best among the snow pythons." Shen Qing looked at him speechlessly, "Mostly" and "Maybe" are not words that a person who refines pills should say. She was really glad that Zhuier didn't concentrate on studying the art of alchemy, otherwise she would have poisoned herself to death. "It's okay, I won't make a mistake." Zhuier felt a little guilty when she was looked at by Shen Qing, and after saying that, she brought the deep blue fruit to her mouth and took a small bite. Shen Qing wanted to stop him, but he was afraid that the dry fire would really cause disasters if it was not removed, so he stopped his hand halfway. Zhuier squinted his eyes and smacked his lips and said, "The entrance is burning like a needle, which is actually caused by the strange cold, not really burning..." He shivered halfway. "How is it?" Shen Qing asked worriedly. "Cold and hot, this feeling... this feeling..." Zhuier's face kept twisting, as if someone had tickled her soles.

Shen Qing bit her lips tightly, clenched her fists, and felt uncomfortable seeing Zhuier's expression.

"Don't worry, I'm fine..." Zhuier said with all her might.

Shen Qing stamped her feet anxiously and said, "Don't worry about me! Just focus on blending these two medicinal powers!"

Zhuier immediately closed her eyes and sat on the snow to meditate. "See? These are all buds." Zhuier pointed to a small branch of red on a snow python and said to Shen Qing who followed.

"Such a branch is worth tens of millions of spirit stones." Zhuier carefully broke off a light red branch, which was thinner than a thin willow branch and looked tender.

Shen Qing couldn't help but secretly exclaimed. This snow python, which was nearly ten feet tall, had at least a dozen such branches, and the same was true for several snow pythons on the side. How many spirit stones would it be worth if calculated this way?

"The tenderer it is, the higher the spiritual effect. Eat it quickly. Although this thing is precious, it is extremely difficult to preserve. It is very wasteful to eat it raw, but... hehe, it will be even worse if I use it to make pills." Zhuier smiled happily and handed the tender branch to Shen Qing. He was still self-aware of his alchemy skills.

Shen Qing took the small branch and looked at it, then handed it back to Zhuier, looking around and said, "Let's check it out here first." Although she didn't study alchemy too deeply, she could find out that this thing contained great effects. After taking it, she might have to meditate for a while.

"Take it all down." Zhuier was a little anxious. He could spend lavishly on other treasures, but he was very greedy for rare medicinal materials. After all, he studied this and knew how precious this thing was.

"Who made you so impatient? There are still many here. Just waste one." Shen Qing said and flew towards an iceberg farther away.

Zhuier reluctantly took out a jade box and was about to put the twig in it, but she realized it was futile. It would lose its effect in less than a cup of tea, so she put the twig into her mouth.

Shen Qing flew halfway and saw Zhuier didn't catch up. When she turned around, she saw Zhuier meditating beside the snow python with a red face. She hurriedly flew back. When she saw the jade box thrown on the snow, she guessed what was going on, so she asked, "Can you bear it?"

"It's more effective than what is recorded in the classics. I ate too much." Zhuier answered painfully.

"Is it dangerous? How can I help you?" Shen Qing was a little panicked.

"It's okay..." Zhuier gritted his teeth and threw off the two Taoist robes he was wearing. He was left with only his underwear and trousers on the snow. However, the coldness of the ice and snow was useless for the dryness caused by the twig's effect. Shen Qing reached out to touch Zhuier's forehead, but it felt cold to the touch, not as hot as it looked.

"It's too hot!" Zhuier grabbed handfuls of snow on the ground and stuffed them into her mouth.

"That won't work." Shen Qing held his wrist and sent in spiritual power, trying to use spiritual power to help him take away some of the medicine, but it didn't work.

"Send me to the maze, it's cold there, and the ice spider may be able to help me." Zhuier's body emitted a red light, which was a sign that the golden elixir was disturbed.

Shen Qing was panicked, thinking that the ice wall of the maze would not be of much use, and the ice spider might not be willing to help Zhuier, so she thought of the wispy cold smoke she encountered when she came out of the maze, and felt that it should be more effective. After searching with her spiritual sense, she brought Zhuier to a small mountain that was only a hundred feet high. This small iceberg was not transparent, and its texture looked like white jade. There was smoke flowing inside, and from time to time a wisp of the cold smoke seen before would come out of the mountain. When it was still more than a hundred miles away from the mountain, you could feel the bone-chilling cold.

"It's good here." Zhuier pushed Shen Qing away and flew forward impatiently.

"Don't get too close, you'll get hurt." Shen Qing held Zhuier, and they only moved forward ten feet, but the cold seemed to have doubled. The red light emitted from Zhuier's body weakened a little, and his eyes, which were full of dryness, regained some clarity. He stretched out his hand to Shen Qing and said, "Give me the fruit of that strange tree. I've thought that these two things might be eaten together. The physique of monsters is different from ours. They don't need to make pills, and they eat spiritual fruits and herbs directly." Shen Qing saw that he had recovered, and his heart was relieved a little. He said angrily, "You are courting death. You almost lost your life by eating one. Can you still survive by eating two together? These two things are too effective for you."

"The highest state of alchemy is to seek death." Zhui'er looked at Shen Qing with confidence and said, "Believe me, I am quite knowledgeable in alchemy. The twigs of the snow python need to be paired with extremely cold things when refining alchemy. To be tempered, the coldness here is a symptom but not the root cause. If you don't temper this untamable fire as soon as possible, something may happen."

Shen Qing handed the dark blue fruit to him hesitantly and said with a look of disgust, "Don't brag to me about your alchemy skills in the future. What are you learning?"

Zhui'er said awkwardly, "I really knew the medicinal properties of the snow python twigs. At that time, I also knew that eating them all might be a bit too much, but it was because the book didn't explain it clearly enough. How could I have imagined that the medicinal properties would be so strong? Ah, I guess most of the people who wrote that classic had never come across snow python twigs of such high quality, and... the classic didn’t describe in detail what it felt like to eat them directly.”

"Then you dare to give it to me?!" Shen Qing said out of breath.

Zhui'er argued, "The person who wrote the classics must not be willing to eat it directly. This thing is very rare. According to what he said, it takes a thousand years for a snow python to grow a twig."

Shen Qing thought that that one snow python had more than a dozen twigs, and he couldn't help but question Zhui'er's ability to identify spiritual herbs, "Are you sure those are snow pythons?"

"I can't be wrong about this." Zhui'er felt embarrassed, "You think there are too many twigs, right? This is probably because this place is suitable for the growth of snow pythons, and these few snow pythons may be The best among snow pythons.”

Shen Qing looked at him speechlessly. "Probably" and "maybe" were not what an alchemist should say. She was really glad that Zhui'er didn't devote himself to studying the art of alchemy, otherwise he might have poisoned herself to death.

"It's okay, I'm sure I won't make a mistake." Shen Qing saw that Zhui'er felt a little guilty. After saying that, he brought the dark blue fruit to his mouth and took a small bite.

Shen Qing wanted to stop him, but he was afraid that if the fire was not extinguished, it would really cause trouble, so he stopped his hand midway.

Zhui'er squinted his eyes and clicked his lips and said, "The entrance is as hot as a needle pricking. It's actually caused by the strange cold. It's not really hot..." He started to shiver in the middle of the sentence.

"How is it?" Shen Qing asked worriedly.

"It's cold and hot, this feeling... this feeling..." Zhui'er's face couldn't help but twist, as if someone had scratched the soles of his feet, which was so difficult to describe.

Shen Qing bit her lips tightly and clenched her fists with no strength to use. Seeing Zhui'er's expression made her feel uncomfortable all over.

"Don't worry, I'm fine..." Zhui'er said, holding on.

Shen Qing was so anxious that he stamped his feet and said, "Leave me alone! Just concentrate on reconciling the power of these two medicines!"

Zhui'er immediately closed her eyes, sat on the snow, adjusted her breath and meditated.