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After leaving the ancestral hall, Shi Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

He summoned a flying magic weapon and flew towards Cuiyun Peak.

"Look, Shi boy! I told you that your two ancestors would ask about urine. If it weren't for me, you would have been doomed today." Xiaoyaozi's voice rang in Shi Yue's mind.

Shi Yue ignored it.

Today's incident reminded Shi Yue that being too high-profile is not a good thing. If it weren't for Xiaoyaozi's reminder, Shi Yue might not have been able to leave the ancestral hall today.

From the headmaster's question, Shi Yue found that his every move had attracted the headmaster's attention. Obviously, he was too high-profile recently.

Come to think of it, in the entire Taixu Sect, he was the only one who knew how to cure the black disease. He ran to the residences of many fellow disciples to cure the black disease for them. It's hard not to be famous.

As the saying goes, a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, and a pile that rises high above the shore will be swept away by the current. Shi Yue secretly decided to keep a low profile in the future. With the Heavenly Bead, he would not have to worry about resources in the future. He would just make a fortune quietly and there was no need to make it known to everyone.

Only two and a half months have passed, and Uncle Zhou will not be back for another three and a half months.

Shi Yue thought about it and decided to learn planting techniques and alchemy in these three and a half months.

After returning to Cuiyun Peak, Shi Yue plunged into the classics left by Uncle Zhou and swam in the ocean of knowledge.

In a blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

Shi Yue's life was very regular, reading classics, raining spiritual medicines, and practicing.

A few days before the beginning, someone also came to Shi Yue for help. Shi Yue saw that the other party was asking for help to cure the black disease, and lied that the spiritual liquid had run out, and politely refused.

At first, some people asked Shi Yue for help, but a few days later, the Taixu Sect's Steward Hall announced that any disciple who had suffered from the blackening disease could go to the Steward Hall to receive a special spiritual liquid for free, which could cure the blackening disease.

Once this news came out, naturally no one looked for Shi Yue again, and Shi Yue spent a period of peace.

Although half a month had passed in the outside world, a year had passed in the Palm of Heaven Space. The spiritual grains and spiritual fruits were ripe again. This time, the fruit trees grew taller, the number of fruits was also a little more, the colors were brighter, and the fruits were fuller.

Shi Yue used scissors to cut off the rice ears one by one, and did not let go of the spiritual fruits. With this batch of spiritual grains and spiritual fruits, Shi Yue could learn to refine the fasting pill.

After Shi Yue cut off the last rice ear, he released the yellow wind cow and let it eat the spiritual grain without rice ears.

When Shi Yue picked all the spiritual fruits, the yellow wind cow was full and lay lazily in the spiritual field.

Shi Yue walked to the Yellow Wind Ox, took out the plowing tool, and put it on the Yellow Wind Ox.

After he plowed the half-acre spiritual field, he sowed the spiritual grain seeds and applied rain.

When he finished all this, it was already an hour later. The Yellow Wind Ox lazily lay under the fruit tree, and Shi Yue leaned on the back of the Yellow Wind Ox, looking straight at the blue sky.

Shi Yue liked this kind of life very much, simple and fulfilling.

"Senior Xiaoyaozi, why do you want to cultivate immortality?" Shi Yue's expression moved, and he asked a seemingly strange question.

"Why cultivate immortality? Of course, I want to have a longer life and master more powerful skills, and I also want to enjoy greater freedom." Xiaoyaozi's voice came from the sky.

"Is there nothing else besides these?" Shi Yue asked with a frown.

"Nonsense, if you don't want to live longer and don't want to master greater skills, you might as well run to the secular world and be a mountain villager for the rest of your life." Xiaoyaozi's voice was a little dissatisfied.

After hearing this, Shi Yue was somewhat thoughtful.

"I say, Shi boy, you won't really degenerate and want to be a mortal, right?" Xiaoyaozi asked.

"What's wrong with being a mortal?" Shi Yue asked back.

"Mortals are always mortals. Immortals can be immortals or mortals. In fact, people who practice cultivation do not practice for immortality, but they can have more choices after immortality. Before they fail to be immortal, there is no choice at all. Your fate is destined by nature, so it is said that immortals are going against the will of heaven. Do you want your fate to be decided by yourself or by the so-called God?"

Shi Yue was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully and exited the Palm of Heaven Space. 鈥斺��

After leaving the yard, Shi Yue sacrificed the flying magic weapon and flew to Danxia Peak.

This time, Shi Yue paid ten spirit stones and rented it for ten days.

Shi Yue sat cross-legged in front of a red alchemy furnace and took out a porcelain jar and washed spiritual fruits.

The porcelain jar contained spiritual rice that had been ground into powder, which he had prepared before he came.

Shi Yue sat quietly for a quarter of an hour, and when his mind calmed down, he began to refine the elixir.

He cast several spells on the six dragon heads in succession, and a red light flashed. Each dragon head spewed out a finger-thick red flame, which gathered at the bottom of the red alchemy furnace.

A quarter of an hour later, Shi Yue poured the materials into the alchemy furnace.

Shi Yue can now refine the Bigu Pill, but the success rate is not high. He came this time to increase the success rate.

As time passed, a faint fragrance floated out of the alchemy furnace.

A quarter of an hour later, Shi Yue retracted the spell and removed the flame.

Opening the lid of the furnace, he saw three yellow pills the size of longan inside.

Shi Yue nodded, picked up a bigu pill and put it in his mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, turning into a warm current that flowed to all parts of his body, and at the same time, he felt a sense of fullness in his abdomen.

Shi Yue put away the other two bigu pills and began to refine the second furnace.

In the second furnace, Shi Yue refined five bigu pills.

In the third furnace, Shi Yue refined five bigu pills.

In the fourth furnace, Shi Yue refined six bigu pills.

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Ten days later, Shi Yue sat cross-legged in front of the furnace wrapped in billowing flames, looking haggard and bloodshot in his eyes.

He did not dare to relax at all, as this furnace of bigu pills was the 365th furnace he had refined.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Shi Yue stayed in the alchemy room for ten days. He would leave the alchemy room every two days and return to Cuiyun Peak and Qingyuan Peak to make rain for spiritual medicine and spiritual valley.

If he didn't need to make rain, Shi Yue would stay in the alchemy room to make the Bigu Pill.

In the twelve hours of a day, Shi Yue spent more than ten hours making the Bigu Pill. His mana was fine, and he could recover it by meditating and resting for a while. The loss of his spiritual consciousness was what made Shi Yue feel a headache.

The long-term alchemy consumed a lot of spiritual consciousness. He had to close his eyes and have a good sleep to recover, otherwise he would have made thousands of Bigu Pills.

A quarter of an hour later, Shi Yue retracted his magic spell, and the dragon head stopped spitting fire immediately.

He opened the lid of the alchemy furnace and saw twenty-four yellow pills the size of longan lying inside.

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Shi Yue's tired face.

Twenty-four Bigu Pills, this means full pills, it's worth his efforts to refine Bigu Pills.

After being happy, a feeling of dizziness came over Shi Yue, and he almost fell down.

Shi Yue understood that this was due to excessive loss of consciousness.

In order to refine Bigu Pills, he had not slept for three days and three nights, and his consciousness was seriously depleted.