Gou Dao Xiu Xian: I am immortal in the demon sect

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In the alchemy room of Juying Cave, the alchemy furnace that Qin Feng had taken to Feilei Immortal Mansion was burning with fire.

"Xufu Vine, Qiangancao!"

Qin Feng sat in front of the alchemy furnace, making seals in his hands while giving orders,

After hearing this, Yuan Hua beside him immediately poured the plant spirit liquid of Xufu Vine and Qiangancao into the alchemy furnace.

Chen Changgeng, on the other hand, held the Taiyi Qingning fan and kept fanning towards the stove mouth. Both of them were already sweating profusely.

The biggest difficulty in Qin Feng's repeated attempts at alchemy refining was that it was difficult to grasp the process of converting spiritual flowers and herbs into spiritual liquid in the alchemy furnace.

Sometimes the timing and heat are not well grasped, and sometimes the weight of the flowers and plants turned into spiritual fluid is misjudged.

Later, when he was on Xiankong Island, he also consulted the alchemy master Xuan Kongzi on this issue.

At that time, Feng Kongzi suggested to him that before refining the elixir, he might as well use the fire of the golden elixir to refine the spiritual plants into vegetation spiritual liquid, and then put them into the elixir furnace.

Although this approach consumes a lot of energy and uses the fire of golden elixir to refine spiritual plants, it will also cause great losses, but it is still a safe strategy when you are inexperienced in elixir refining.

Although this is just a small trick, if no one told him, how would Qin Feng know that making alchemy like this would work?

Another thing I have to say is that with the assistance of the two "fire-fanning boys" Yuan Hua and Chen Changgeng,

Qin Feng was refining the elixir at this time, which was obviously much easier than before when he was refining the elixir alone. He avoided many unnecessary distractions and was able to focus all his energy on controlling the quality of the elixir.

It can be seen that there are indeed benefits to accepting disciples...

After the spiritual liquid from the local Tibetan flowers was put into the alchemy furnace, the lid of the furnace was sealed, and Qin Feng played more than ten spells on the Bagua plate before calling it a day.

Whether the elixir can be completed next can only be left to the heat and time.

He asked Yuan Hua and Chen Changgeng to take turns guarding the alchemy furnace, while he went out to drink tea and rest, and chatted with Shen Sanniang for a while.

Many people don't believe it, but Shen Sanniang has actually surpassed Dan Jie at this time and has become a veritable golden elixir monk.

Ever since she swallowed the pill from the Demon Refining Cave, her practice had begun to progress by leaps and bounds, with almost no obstacles encountered, and she sang all the way until the golden pill was condensed.

However, according to Shen Sanniang herself, after reaching the early stage of the Golden Elixir, the feeling of divine help suddenly disappeared.

It seems that the effect of the pill has finally dissipated completely.

But even so, the pill left by Master Lianshan of the Demon Refining Cave can definitely be regarded as a rare elixir in the world.

If there is still a chance to enter the Demon Refining Cave, Qin Feng would also like to take the elixir instead of other magic weapons.

Who wouldn’t want to experience this feeling of increasing one’s cultivation while lying down?

Thirty-six days later, Qin Feng opened the pill furnace and successfully obtained eight Qianyuan Pills. Finally, he had a pill suitable for the Golden Pill stage.

So in the following days, Qin Feng returned to his previous relatively peaceful life.

Most of the time, he practiced cultivation in his mansion, never leaving the door or taking a step forward.

Occasionally, I would get bored while practicing, so I would go out and walk around.

Or fishing by the pond, or holding a Hunyuan flag, pretending to be a wandering doctor and continuing to collect the blood from Yang to Yin, or exploring a place suitable for condensing the Shensha Dan.

If it weren't for the fact that from time to time, sect tasks unique to true disciples would be delegated, Qin Feng felt that he would definitely be able to stay in the mansion like this forever...

In the blink of an eye, another five years have passed.

On this day, Qin Feng, who was in Fuyun Cave, received a golden sword letter from his master, Master Xuanyin, asking him to go back to the mountain.

Qin Feng then came to the door of the cave and reached out to push the door open, but in the end he shrank back.

The last time I went out was two years ago, so I was a little nervous this time.

He took a deep breath and stretched out his hand again, but he seemed to hear someone's footsteps in a daze, so he stopped and listened for a while.

Well, it seems to be disciple Lu Tingbin, so that’s okay.

Qin Feng raised his hand again, struggled for half an hour, and finally opened the door and walked out.

He put his hand to his mouth and whistled, and the two-winged red-scaled giant python immediately flew up from the bottom of the waterfall and landed in front of Qin Feng, rubbing his arm happily.

"Tingbin, take care of the cave!"

Qin Feng gave Lu Tingbin instructions, then got on the giant python and flew up into the clouds...

"I've met my great uncle."

Qin Feng was walking on Xuanyin Peak, and several people passing by

Young monks bowed respectfully to the court.

These seemed to be Lei Peng's disciples, so according to seniority, they had to call him "Master Uncle".

Qin Feng naturally did not need to return the greetings to these juniors, and walked leisurely towards the hall.

He had been struggling for so long before leaving, as if he was going to fight a big battle. Now he walked among the crowd, but he was calm and composed, without any discomfort.

"Disciple Qin Feng, meet the Master!"

Qin Feng saw Master Xuanyin sitting in the hall and walked forward quickly.

Master Xuanyin nodded slightly and handed a letter to Qin Feng,

"Go to Tiangou Cliff in the Redwood Forest and personally hand this letter to the Red-haired Ancestor. If you encounter anyone blocking you on the way, immediately chant a spell to destroy the letter. Don't make any mistakes."

With Master Xuanyin's cultivation, he can actually send a letter tens of thousands of miles away with the Golden Sword.

However, the Golden Sword might be intercepted by someone using secret methods on the way without anyone noticing.

Therefore, the letter he asked Qin Feng to personally deliver was absolutely confidential.

"Yes!"

Qin Feng responded a little anxiously, put the letter into his sleeve pocket, and said goodbye and left.

Since he got the Qingming Sword, his master's private actions seemed to be much more frequent than before.

This was the third time Qin Feng had sent him a letter in five years.

Before that, he had gone to Yunmeng Lake, put the letter into a bamboo tube, and threw it into a bottomless abyss.

He went to Jiuhua Mountain again and delivered a letter to Jiulie God.

Jiulie God...

If I remember correctly, his senior brother Li Xiaoshan died here. Under the Nine Lie Yin Thunder unique to the Nine Lie God,

Although it was later said that this was just an accident,

It was a bastard son of the Nine Lie God who stole his Nine Lie Yin Thunder to sell, and then it ended up in the market and in the hands of an old Jindan cultivator in Tiangou Cliff,

But even so, Qin Feng still hated the Nine Lie God very much, and had to salute him when delivering the letter, which was really disgusting...

More than a month later, Qin Feng rode on a double-winged red-scaled giant python and came to Hongmu Ridge again after sixty or seventy years.

The cultivator's memory is amazing. Although it has been so long, Qin Feng can still clearly remember how to get to Tiangou Cliff.

So he didn't need anyone to guide him, and sat on the giant python and flew towards Tiangou Cliff...