Immortal Mansion Longevity

   Chapter 291 Jindan Nine Grades (two in one chapter)

The   box contained the spirit grass seeds needed to refine the Golden Pill, all eight of which were not collected before.

   Seeds of different sizes and shapes, faintly exuding extraordinary aura, lie quietly in the jade box.

"Not bad."

   "Shi Shi's nephew, Liu Mou has always kept his word."

   "The previous investment is officially yours."

   "Tell me, what do you want? As long as the value is suitable, Liu can consider it."

   With a wave of his hand, he put away all the jade boxes, Liu Yu nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile.

   "Uncle Hui, this disciple asks for nothing but a treasure to assist in foundation building."

   "I also ask my uncle to have mercy."

   Shi Xianglong said, stood up and bent deeply.

   "Nephew Shi doesn't have to do this, Liu Mou has always kept his promise."

   "Since you want to assist with the foundation-building treasure, then... just let it be."

   "Your harvest is also worthy of such a thing."

   Liu Yu said, waved his hand, took out a jade box containing dragon blood fruit from the storage bag, and handed it over.

   "Uncle Liu, I don't know what this is?"

  Shi Xianglong asked hesitantly.

   "This thing is called Dragon's Blood Fruit. It is a rare second-order elixir. Taking it can enhance the body's qi and blood, and slightly strengthen the body's meridians."

   "It's the most suitable for a cultivator like you, Shishi nephew, who is too old and still doesn't give up on foundation building."

   "There is also this foundation-building experience, which is also helpful for breaking the bottleneck of foundation-building."

   "With these two things, the success rate of Shi Shi's nephew's foundation building will be greatly improved, and maybe he will be promoted to foundation building and become a fellow in the same way."

   Harvesting eight kinds of spirit grass all at once, Liu Yu was in a good mood, explained very patiently, and even made a little joke.

   Under normal circumstances, he is still willing to keep his promises.

Dragon's blood fruit is a rare opportunity for a cultivator in the Qi refining stage, but for him, it can only be obtained by spending spirit stones, and for him who owns the Immortal Mansion, he earns more than other cultivators. Simple.

   If you can solve the problem with spirit stones, Liu Yu is very happy.

   "Thank you, Uncle, for the reward!"

   Some of the outer sect disciples of the city were overjoyed when they heard the effect of the dragon blood fruit, and they were immediately grateful.

   "You don't have to thank Liu, these are what you deserve."

   Liu Yu said with a smile.

   then chatted with him a few more times, asked about the specific situation in the Scarlet Secret Realm, and the casualties of the five major sects, and waved him to retire.

   "The disciple retire."

  Shi Xianglong winked, and immediately got up and resigned when he saw this. Seeing Liu Yu nodded slightly, he turned around and walked out.

Although   Jie Jindan was taken by cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, it was an uncompromising third-order mid-grade elixir, and the difficulty of refining was even higher than that of many elixir at the Jindan stage.

   There are fifty-six kinds of spiritual herbs needed to refine the gold knot pill, each of which is either precious or rare, and is very difficult to collect.

   Liu Yu has only collected more than twenty kinds in these years, and now he has collected eight kinds at once, how can he be unhappy?

  If the disciples who were arranged in this time survived more and gained more, maybe the spirit grass for refining the golden elixir would be almost the same?

  Although I knew that this possibility was too small, I couldn’t help but feel lucky.

   suppressed his excitement, and Liu Yu continued to read the Qingyang Gong and waited.

   Spiritual consciousness shrouded the entire Cailian Mountain, and as long as a monk came, he would know it immediately.

  Time passed quickly, another hour passed in a blink of an eye, and a ray of light came from the night sky and fell on Cailian Mountain.

   A pale-faced monk in a gray robe appeared.

   His spiritual pressure fluctuated high and low, and his breath was extremely unstable.

  Although this person is not in good condition, he still gritted his teeth and walked towards the cave.

  Liu Yu frowned as he looked at the pale, severely injured disciple in front of him. With such an injury, it was difficult to gain much.

   The next conversation was as expected.

   This person harvested far less than Shi Xianglong. There were only four kinds of spirit grass seeds, and the gap was too big.

  Although this person is acting alone and is not as competitive as the two of them together, it is understandable, but Liu Yu is still a little disappointed.

  The four kinds of spirit grass, although the initial investment will not be recovered, but the reward cannot be as rich as Shi Xianglong.

  Liu Yu just gave this person a piece of foundation building experience, plus two hundred spirit stones and sent him away.

   This outer sect disciple knew his weight and naturally would not complain.

   He knew that if he didn't have the magic weapon given by Uncle Liu, it would be difficult for him to get out of the **** secret realm, so he naturally didn't dare to covet too much.

   Liu Yu routinely inquired about the situation in the secret realm, and let him retire with no expression on his face. The value created by this person is far lower than that of Shi Xianglong, and naturally he is not worthy of his sympathy.

   Through the narration of the two people, Liu Yu learned that the most tragic battle in the **** secret realm was the last two days.

  The secret realm is open for seven days. The first three days are generally calm, the frequency of fighting techniques is low, and the main energy of the disciples of each sect is still to collect resources.

   In the middle two days, the monks who entered the secret realm have gained more or less, and they will gradually enter a **** and tragic moment.

   Elite disciples of various sects will take action at this time, hunting and killing ordinary disciples who have gained something.

   But at this time, most of the elite disciples met each other in peace, and seldom fought with each other, so as not to be taken advantage of by ordinary disciples.

   And at this time, ordinary disciples should not only guard against the same ordinary disciples, but also guard against the hunting and killing of elite disciples.

   So the two middle days are dubbed "hunting days".

  Under the hunting and killing of elite disciples, the time has entered the last two days. At this time, a large number of ordinary disciples have died and cannot pose a threat.

   At this time, the elite disciples have gathered a lot of resources, each of which is equivalent to a humanoid mobile treasure house.

   There is a saying that wealth and silk move people’s hearts. At this time, if elite disciples meet, it will be difficult for them to be at peace with each other.

  The brave man wins, meets the loser is death, and the winner takes all.

   These elite disciples who have collected a lot of resources have a much higher chance of establishing a foundation than ordinary monks, almost 40 to 50%. As long as they go out, they will have a bright future.

   But first we have to get through the craziest and most brutal fighting in the last two days!

   So the last two days are dubbed "Judgment Day".

   Once you succeed, your bones will die.

   Once this difficulty is overcome, the elite disciples who come out of it with the resources from hunting and killing other monks will be vigorously cultivated by the sect.

   There is not a single person, and the instruments are not stained with the blood of dozens of other monks.

   As for ordinary disciples, even if they have some gains in the end, it is far less fast than directly plundering resources. The trip to the secret realm will only give them some gains, but it is still difficult to change their rank.

   After watching the second outer disciple leave, Liu Yu continued to wait patiently.

   But unexpectedly, for several hours, no monks came.

   This made his heart sink, and he had a bad association.

   It was only when the sky was bright that Wu Chang rushed to Cailian Mountain to report the situation.

   "Uncle Qi, among the ten people arranged this time, only two of them walked out of the secret realm alive."

   Wu Chang reported.

   Speaking of this, he froze in his heart, feeling that Uncle Liu seemed to be in a bad mood.

   Fearing that Master Liu would get angry, he unconsciously spoke in a much lower voice and bent his waist even lower.

   "Understood, you go down."

   Liu Yu said with an expressionless face.

   This matter has become like this, and it has little to do with Wu Chang, so he will not be angry because of it.

"Yes."

   Wu Chang trembled and said in shock, and then left the cave lightly.

   I don't know if it was an illusion, he felt that Liu Shishu was more powerful, and it was daunting.

   "Boom"

   Walking in Wuchang, Liu Yu's face became completely gloomy, and he slapped the stone table with a palm, making a few small cracks.

   "The ten outer sect disciples in the late stage of qi refining all carried high-grade magic tools, but in the end only two of them came out alive?"

   His chest heaved up and down, ripples appeared in the lake in his heart, and he could not calm down for a long time.

   "It seems that the gap between ordinary disciples and elite disciples is bigger than expected."

   "Even if these selected people are stronger than ordinary disciples, there is still no difference in the face of elite disciples."

   "Huh, miscalculation."

   After a long time, Liu Yu let out a sigh of relief, and had to admit that he had miscalculated, and that his previous thoughts were too optimistic.

   Just like this, I missed this good opportunity, and only three-fifths of the spirit grass for refining the golden elixir was collected. What should I do with the rest?

   These spirit grasses are rare and hard to find, and as the spirit grasses that refine the golden elixir, they must be more or less concerned by the five major sects. It is almost impossible to collect them by ordinary means.

   Secretly sponsor one or several disciples to reach the strength of elite disciples, and wait for the next time you enter the secret realm to collect spirit grass for yourself?

   Liu Yu thought.

  No, no.

  If you want to achieve the strength of an elite disciple, you must at least have a top-quality magic weapon, and your cultivation base is even higher.

   Just because you are interested, you give the best magic weapon and let the disciple go to the secret realm to collect spirit grass?

   The best-quality instruments are not Chinese cabbage, they are more precious things to the foundation-building cultivators.

   Just because of interest, it is hard to convince people, and it cannot convince sects or other monks at all.

   Once you investigate this deeply, the consequences will be unimaginable.

   Besides, an elite disciple is not safe, what if he is killed by other elite disciples? Are there more to be cultivated?

   In the end, Liu Yu gave up the idea, without him, the risk is too great.

  There is a spirit grass for refining the golden elixir in the sect, and they bribe the disciples who guard the spirit medicine garden, trying to find a way to get the spirit grass seeds?

   This is one way.

   Keji Jindan is a strategic resource related to the sect’s luck. Even the spirit grass seeds used to refine it will be strictly controlled, and it is strictly forbidden to flow to the outside world.

   Once Liu Yu did it, the possibility of being found out is very high, and the only way to go is to defect.

   means giving up everything that has been painstakingly managed in Yuanyangzong.

   Maybe, this is also a good choice?

   If there is really no way to do it, you can't control so much. For the sake of his own path, Liu Yu, who should give up, will give up without hesitation.

   As for the Scarlet Rift opening once every 40 years, use the same method next time?

   This can be prepared, but Liu Yu is not optimistic about gathering the spirit grass in the **** secret realm.

  Because some of the remaining rare spirit grasses are located in the center of the secret realm, only elite disciples have always been able to set foot there, and cultivating and buying elite disciples is too risky.

   Sitting quietly on the stone bench, thinking about it, Liu Yu's face changed, and there was no good solution for a while.

   He is fifty years old this year, and the best age to form a pill is before the age of one hundred and eighty, and he can experience three blood-colored secret realm events.

   Relying on the same safe method, with the outside world's collection, it may be possible to gather all the spirit grass, but it's too late.

  What should I do if I fail to hit the golden elixir? Wasn't it a missed opportunity to try again?

   Besides, the quality of the golden pills formed by the monks is not all the same.

  The age of forming the pill also has some influence on the quality of the pill. The younger the age, the more beneficial the effect. The older the age, it will become a drag.

   Of course, this influence is not absolute, and the most important thing is to depend on the accumulation of the monks themselves.

   This is common knowledge in the world of immortal cultivation.

   In the books on the fifth floor of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, Liu Yu learned that the quality of the cultivator Jindan is divided into nine grades.

   Nine is the best and one is the worst.

   The seventh, eighth, and ninth grades are high-grade golden pills, the fourth, fifth, and sixth grades are middle-grade golden pills, and the first, second, and third grades are low-grade golden pills.

  According to the classics, the difficulty of condensing Nascent Soul with low-grade Jindan is far higher than that of upper and middle-grade Jindan.

   If you compare the difficulty of condensing the Nascent Soul with the middle-grade Jindan as one, then the low-grade Jindan is at least five. As for the worst first-grade Jindan, there is almost no possibility of reaching the Nascent Soul realm.

The possibility of    forming a high-grade golden elixir is too low. Liu Yu currently has no extravagant hopes, but for the sake of his future path, he must not accept that he can only condense a low-grade gold elixir.

   At least, it is necessary to form a five-grade golden pill.

   "This matter has to be discussed in the long run. I hope it will not come to that step in the end."

   Liu Yu's eyes were dim.

   He knew how difficult it was for a loose cultivator, and he didn't want to become a loose cultivator unless it was necessary.

  The consciousness finally glanced around Cailian Mountain, but did not find Geng Yunsong's figure. It was time to return, and he had not returned at this time, so the fate was self-evident.

   This kid finally lived up to the expectations of his great-grandfather.

   But this kid is only a pseudo-spiritual talent. Although it is Geng Yuanzhang's only expectation, he may not have much hope. Most of it is just a thought.

  The Geng family still has secular clansmen, but it’s not like the bloodline has been cut off.

   Only 12 out of 10 people can get out of the Scarlet Secret Realm alive, at most 23 out of 10. Liu Yu is not surprised by this result.

  If hard work alone is useful, what else does talent need?

  If talent and hard work alone are useful, why use chance?

   In this world, there is never a shortage of hard-working monks, and there is never a shortage of talented and hard-working monks.

   After closing the formation and entering the practice room, Liu Yu took out twelve jade boxes, and with a thought, the green light spot was touched, and he took the jade boxes into the world of Xianfu.

   This time, the red light group appeared directly above the spiritual field in the cyan enchantment, and there were several mature spiritual grasses underneath.

"what."

  Under the shroud of divine consciousness, Liu Yu took all the scenery in the enchantment into his eyes in a single thought, and was a little surprised.

   Most of the various spirit grasses used to refine the Canglang Spirit Water have been collected and are being planted in the black spirit fields to ripen.

   A small number of seeds cannot be planted again because they have already planted seeds, so Jiang Qiushui and others have been instructed to collect them.

   But one of these spiritual grasses planted in the black spiritual field did not bear fruit.

   It was a giant tree that was more than ten feet tall. The bark and branches were light blue, and there were a few white flowers growing on several forked branches.

   It is the Dusky Star Spirit Tree that is extremely important for refining the Canglang Spirit Water!

   Dusky Star Spirit Tree grows to the point where it can mature and bear fruit. It takes about 460 years. After that, it blooms every 50 years and bears fruit every 50 years. It takes about 100 years to harvest Xinglan fruit once.

   The black spirit field has the anti-sky effect of ripening spirit grass, and one hour is equivalent to twenty years in the outside world.

   It has been seven or eight days since the last time the pit was planted, and it should be ripe in theory.

   It's still like this, could it be that the Immortal Mansion has lost its effect?

   Thinking of this guess, Liu Yu was shocked!

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