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He exited the mysterious space and flew towards Danxia Mountain.

Shi Yue had more than 100 kilograms of spiritual rice, several hundred kilograms of blood fruit and purple apricots on him, just enough to make the Bigu Pill.

After arriving at Danxia Mountain, Shi Yue spent two spiritual stones to rent a low-level alchemy room.

During this month, Shi Yue also took some time to check some alchemy experience and benefited a lot.

This time, he was very confident that he could make the Bigu Pill.

Shi Yue sat cross-legged in front of a yellow alchemy furnace. After sitting quietly for a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and began to make the pill.

He pinched his hands, and several spells were cast on the dragon head. Red flames flew out from the dragon head and gathered at the bottom of the alchemy furnace.

After half a quarter of an hour, Shi Yue felt that the preheating was almost done, so he threw the materials he had prepared into the alchemy furnace and covered the lid.

A quarter of an hour later, a strong medicinal fragrance wafted out of the furnace.

Shi Yue smelled the strong fragrance and was even more cautious, with a very solemn expression.

Half a quarter of an hour later, with a "bang", a burnt smell wafted out of the furnace.

This batch of Bigu Pills still failed.

Shi Yue frowned and carefully recalled the whole process of alchemy. He thought that the flame might be too big to cause the failure of alchemy. He cleaned up the residue in the furnace and began to refine the second batch of Bigu Pills...

Two days later, Shi Yue sat cross-legged in front of the furnace engulfed by the rolling flames, and a strong fragrance filled the alchemy room.

At this time, Shi Yue looked haggard and his eyes were bloodshot.

He had forgotten how many times he had failed. Now there was only one thought in his mind, that is, to refine Bigu Pills.

He didn't believe it. If others could refine it, why couldn't he, Shi Yue? He wanted to prove to himself that he could do it.

Half a minute later, Shi Yue retracted his spell, and the flames that enveloped the furnace suddenly dissipated and disappeared.

He shook his sleeves, and the lid of the tripod flew up and landed steadily on the ground.

Shi Yue stood up and walked quickly to the furnace, where he saw ten yellow pills the size of longan lying quietly.

The great sense of achievement made Shi Yue's tired face smile. After many failures, he finally succeeded in refining the Bigu Pill.

Shi Yue picked up a yellow pill, sniffed it a few times, and put it in his mouth.

As soon as the pill entered his mouth, it immediately turned into a stream of saliva and flowed into his stomach.

The next moment, a warm feeling spread throughout his body, and his stomach even felt slightly full.

Shi Yue nodded with satisfaction. Although he failed hundreds of times before he succeeded once, he succeeded anyway. As long as he practiced diligently, he believed that the success rate of making pills would increase in the future.

He took out an empty white porcelain bottle and put the Qigong pill into it.

A feeling of fatigue came over Shi Yue, and his eyes kept dozing off. After two days and two nights of refining pills day and night, he had reached his limit both mentally and physically.

Shi Yue's expression moved, and he entered the mysterious space. He walked into the stone house, lay on the stone bed, and slowly closed his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Shi Yue opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and energetic.

At this time, all the rice stalks in the spiritual field fell down, and some even showed signs of decay.

Shi Yue took out a black porcelain jar, took out a handful of spiritual rice seeds from it, and evenly sprinkled them in the spiritual field.

After the rain, green seedlings emerged from the soil.

Next, he checked the growth of Ningyan Tobacco and Lieyang Grass, and after confirming that there was no problem, he withdrew.

After leaving Danxia Palace, Shi Yue flew back to Uncle Zhou's cave.

As soon as he entered the cave, Shi Yue hurried to the three mu of water moon flowers and gave them rain.

After doing all this, Shi Yue walked out and flew to Taixu Valley.

The five blood fruit trees and five purple apricot trees had too many fruits, each weighing hundreds of kilograms. Shi Yue only used a few dozen kilograms of blood fruit and purple apricot to refine the Bigu Pill. He planned to keep some to continue refining the Bigu Pill, and sell the rest to exchange for spiritual stones to buy resources for cultivation.

After arriving at the market, Shi Yue walked around the market and walked into a shop that bought spiritual medicine.

This shop, called Baicaozhai, is two streets away from Qingdan Pavilion opened by Taixu Sect.

Logically, Shi Yue was a disciple of Taixu Sect, and he should sell the spiritual fruit to Qingdan Pavilion, but Shi Yue did not do so. There were many fellow disciples in and out of Qingdan Pavilion, and it would be bad if they were recognized by others. It was safer to sell the spiritual fruit to strangers.

The wide hall was crowded with cultivators, as many as fifty or sixty people. They all gathered in front of several counters around and talked to several clerks in yellow clothes.

Shi Yue's spiritual sense quietly swept and found that these people were all cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage. After a little thought, he walked towards a counter.

Shi Yue looked around and found that no one noticed him, so he was relieved and asked directly: "Do you accept spiritual fruits?"

"Yes, fellow Daoist, go to the side room on the left, there are people inside to entertain you." The clerk pointed to a stone room on the left side of the hall and said.

Shi Yue nodded and walked towards the stone room.

There was a yellow curtain hanging outside the stone room, making it difficult to see what was going on inside. A burly black-faced man was standing guard outside.

As soon as Shi Yue approached the stone room, he was stopped by the black-faced man.

"Someone is trading inside. Please wait for a moment, fellow Taoist." The black-faced man said indifferently.

Shi Yue nodded after hearing this and stood there waiting.

Half a minute later, a short and fat middle-aged man walked out of the stone room.

The middle-aged man frowned and looked unhappy. He glanced at Shi Yue casually and walked out of Baicao Zhai quickly.

Seeing this, Shi Yue walked in quickly.

The stone room was about 50 to 60 feet in size, with some antique tables and chairs and furniture. There was also a purple incense burner in the corner of the stone room. A bunch of incense was burning slowly in the burner, and the air was filled with a faint sandalwood scent.

An old man in a green robe with a shrewd look sat on a chair, and the spiritual energy fluctuations on his body were at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

"I am Liu Yuan, may I know your name?" The old man in the green robe saw Shi Yue, stood up and said with a smile.

"Zhao Yue." Shi Yue gave a fake name.

"So it's Brother Zhao Daoyou, I wonder what spiritual medicine Brother Zhao wants to sell, just take it out, our store will definitely give a good price." The old man in the green robe said with a smile on his face.

"I wonder if your store will accept the blood fruit and purple apricot, and what is the price?" Shi Yue asked straight to the point.

After hearing this, the old man in the green robe looked a little disappointed, but soon returned to normal. After a moment of silence, he said: "Of course, but these two spiritual fruits are the lowest-level spiritual fruits, and the price is not high. The blood fruit is two spiritual stones per catty, and the purple apricot is four spiritual stones per catty."

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