Immortal Palace Longevity

In the box are the spiritual grass seeds needed to refine the Golden Pill, eight of which have not been collected before.

Seeds of different sizes and shapes, faintly emitting extraordinary spiritual light, lay quietly in the jade box.

"Not bad."

"Master Shi's nephew, Liu always keeps his word."

"The previous investment will officially belong to you."

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

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

"Returning to Master, my disciple has nothing to ask for, but a treasure that can assist in foundation building."

"Uncle, please have mercy on me."

After Shi Xianglong finished speaking, he stood up and bent over deeply.

"Nephew Shi, you don't have to be like this. Liu always keeps his promises."

"Since you want a treasure to assist in foundation building, then...just use this."

"With your harvest, you are worthy of something like this."

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 wonder what this is?"

Shi Xianglong asked hesitantly.

"This thing is called Dragon Blood Fruit. It is a second-level rare elixir. Taking it can enhance the qi and blood in the body and slightly strengthen the physical meridians."

"It's most suitable for an older monk like you, nephew Shi, who still doesn't give up on foundation building."

"And this foundation building experience will also help to break through the bottleneck of foundation building."

"With these two things, Master Shi's nephew's success rate in foundation building will be greatly improved. Maybe he will be promoted to foundation building in the future and become a member of the same profession."

After harvesting eight kinds of spiritual herbs 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.

The dragon blood fruit is rare for monks in the Qi refining stage, but for him, it is just something that can be obtained by spending spiritual stones. For him who owns the Immortal Mansion, spiritual stones are far more profitable than other monks. Simple.

Liu Yu would be very happy if the problem could be solved with spirit stones.

"Thank you, uncle, for the reward!"

This disciple from some outer sect of the city was overjoyed when he heard about the efficacy of dragon blood fruit, and he immediately thanked him again.

"No need to thank Liu, you deserve this from life to death."

Liu Yu said with a smile.

Afterwards, he chatted with him for a few words and asked about the specific situation in the Bloody Secret Territory and the casualties of the five major sects, before waving him to leave.

"Disciple resigns."

Shi Xianglong was very discerning and upon seeing this, he immediately stood up and left. Seeing Liu Yu nodded slightly, he saluted and then turned around and walked out.

Although the Golden Pill is for monks in the Foundation Establishment stage, it is an out-and-out third-level mid-grade elixir, and its refining difficulty is even greater than that of many Golden Pill stage elixirs.

Fifty-six kinds of spiritual grass are needed to refine the Golden Pill, each of which is either precious or rare and very difficult to collect.

Liu Yu has only collected more than twenty species in these years, but now he has collected eight species at once. How can he be unhappy?

If more of the disciples who were arranged to go in this time survived and the harvest was greater, maybe the spiritual grass for refining the gold-forming elixir would be almost there?

Although I know that this possibility is too small, I still can't help but take a chance.

Suppressing some excitement, Liu Yu continued to turn over Qingyang Gong and waited.

Divine consciousness covers the entire Cailian Mountain, and as long as a monk comes, he will know it immediately.

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

A figure of a pale-faced monk wearing gray robes appeared.

His spiritual pressure fluctuated high and low, and his breath was extremely unstable. It was obvious at a glance that his vitality was severely damaged.

Although this person was in bad condition, he still gritted his teeth and walked towards the cave.

Liu Yu looked at the pale and severely injured disciple in front of him, and frowned slightly. With such an injury, it would be difficult to gain much.

The ensuing conversation was as expected.

This person's harvest was far less than Shi Xianglong's. He only had four kinds of spiritual grass seeds. The gap was huge.

Although this person acted alone and was not as competitive as the two of them together, which was understandable, Liu Yu was still a little disappointed.

For the four kinds of spiritual herbs, although the initial investment will not be recovered, the rewards cannot be as generous as Shi Xianglong's.

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

This outer sect disciple knew his own weight, so naturally he would not complain.

He knew that without the magic weapon given by Master Liu, it would be difficult for him to get out of the bloody secret realm, so naturally he did not dare to be greedy too much.

Liu Yu routinely asked about the situation in the secret realm, and then asked him to leave with an expressionless face. The value created by this person was far lower than that of Shi Xianglong, so naturally he was not worthy of his kindness.

Through the narrations of the two people, Liu Yu learned that the most brutal days of fighting in the bloody secret realm were the last two days.

The secret realm has been open for seven days. The first three days have generally remained calm. The frequency of fighting is low. The main focus of the disciples of each sect is still on collecting resources.

In the middle two days, the monks who entered the secret realm had more or less gained something, and they would gradually enter a bloody and tragic moment.

The elite disciples of each sect who have gathered their strength will take action at this time and hunt down the ordinary disciples who have gained something.

But at this time, most of the elite disciples met each other peacefully and rarely fought with each other to avoid being taken advantage of by ordinary disciples.

At this time, ordinary disciples not only have to guard against the same ordinary disciples, but also against the hunting of elite disciples.

So the two days in the middle are jokingly called "hunting days".

Under the elite disciples' wanton hunting, time entered the last two days. At this time, a large number of ordinary disciples had died and could not pose a threat.

At this time, a large number of resources have been gathered on the elite disciples, and each of them is equivalent to a mobile treasure house in human form.

It is said that money can move people's hearts. If elite disciples meet at this time, it is difficult for them to live in peace.

When two meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. The loser will die, and the winner will take everything.

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

But first they have to survive the craziest and most tragic fights in the last two days!

So the last two days are jokingly called "Judgment Day".

One general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of bones.

Once they get through this difficult time, with the resources obtained from hunting other cultivators, the elite disciples who come out of it will be like a trapped dragon ascending to heaven, and will be vigorously cultivated by the sect.

There was no one whose magic weapon was not stained with the blood of dozens of other cultivators. It was really a bloody battle.

As for ordinary disciples, even if they survived to the end and gained something, it was far less than directly plundering resources. The trip to the secret realm would only give them some gains, but it would still be difficult to change their own class.

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

But unexpectedly, no cultivator came for several hours.

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

It was not until the morning when the sky was bright that Wu Chang rushed to Cailian Mountain to report the situation.

"Report to Uncle Master, of the ten people arranged this time, only these two people walked out of the secret realm alive."

Wu Chang reported.

Speaking of this, he felt a chill in his heart, and felt that Uncle Master Liu seemed to be in a bad mood.

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

"I know, you go down."

Liu Yu said expressionlessly.

The fact that this happened had little to do with Wu Chang, so he was not angry about it.

"Yes."

Wu Chang said tremblingly, and then left the cave quietly.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Uncle Liu's power was stronger and more intimidating.

"Bang"

As Wu Chang walked towards him, Liu Yu's face became completely gloomy, and he slapped the stone table, leaving several tiny cracks on it.

"Ten outer disciples in the late stage of Qi Refining, all carrying top-grade magic weapons, but in the end only two of them came out alive?"

His chest rose and fell, and his heart was filled with ripples, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"It seems that the gap between ordinary disciples and elite disciples is greater than imagined."

"Even if the people selected are stronger than ordinary disciples, there is still no difference when facing elite disciples."

"Huh, I miscalculated."

After a long time, Liu Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air and had to admit that he miscalculated and was too optimistic before.

But in this way, if we miss this good opportunity, we will only have three-fifths of the spiritual herbs for refining the golden elixir. What should we do with the rest?

These spiritual herbs are rare and hard to find, and as spiritual herbs for refining 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 support one or several disciples to reach the strength of elite disciples, and wait for the next time to enter the secret realm to collect spiritual herbs for yourself?

Liu Yu thought.

No, it won’t work.

To reach the strength of elite disciples, at least you must have a top-grade magic weapon, and your cultivation must be higher.

Just because you are interested, you give the top-grade magic weapon to the disciples and let them go to the secret realm to collect spiritual herbs?

Top-grade magic weapons are not cabbages, they are relatively precious to foundation-building cultivators.

It is difficult to convince people just because of interest, and it is impossible to convince the sect and deceive other cultivators.

Once you investigate it in depth, the consequences will be disastrous.

Moreover, an elite disciple is not safe. What if he is killed by other elite disciples? Should we cultivate more?

In the end, Liu Yu gave up this idea. There was no other reason, the risk was too great.

There were spiritual herbs in the sect that could be used to refine the golden elixir. Bribing the disciples who were guarding the spiritual medicine garden and trying to get the spiritual herb seeds?

This was one way.

But the golden elixir was a strategic resource related to the fortune of the sect. Even the spiritual herb seeds used to refine it would be strictly controlled and strictly prohibited from flowing to the outside world.

Once Liu Yu did it, the possibility of being found out was very high, and he had only one way to go, which was to defect.

It meant giving up everything he had worked so hard to build in Yuanyang Sect.

Perhaps, this was also a good choice?

If there was really no other way, he would not care so much. For the sake of his own path, Liu Yu would give up without hesitation.

As for the Bloody Secret Realm, which opened once every forty years, would he use the same method next time?

This could be prepared, but Liu Yu was not optimistic about relying on the Bloody Secret Realm to collect all the spiritual herbs.

Because the remaining rare spiritual herbs are all located in the center of the secret realm, only elite disciples can set foot there, and training and buying elite disciples are full of concerns and risks.

Sitting quietly on the stone bench, Liu Yu's face changed, and he had no good solution for a while.

He is fifty years old this year, and the best age for forming a pill is before the age of 180, and he can still experience three bloody secret realm events.

Relying on the same safe method, combined with the collection of the outside world, it may be possible to collect all the spiritual herbs, but it is all too late.

What if the impact of the golden elixir fails? Wouldn't it mean that you have lost the opportunity to try again?

Besides, the quality of the golden elixir formed by the cultivators is not the same.

The age of forming the elixir also has some influence on the quality of the golden elixir. The younger the age, the more beneficial the influence is. The older the age, the more it will become a burden.

Of course, this influence is not absolute. The most important thing is to depend on the cultivator's own accumulation.

This is a recognized common sense in the world of immortal cultivation.

In the classics on the fifth floor of the Sutra Library, Liu Yu learned that the quality of the cultivator's golden elixir is divided into nine grades.

The ninth grade is the best, and the first grade is the worst.

The seventh, eighth and ninth grades are upper-grade golden elixir, the fourth, fifth and sixth grades are middle-grade golden elixir, and the first, second and third grades are lower-grade golden elixir.

According to the classics, the difficulty of lower-grade golden elixir to condense the Nascent Soul is far greater than that of upper-middle-grade golden elixir.

If the difficulty of condensing the Nascent Soul with the middle-grade golden elixir is compared to one, then the difficulty of lower-grade golden elixir to condense the Nascent Soul is at least five. As for the worst first-grade golden elixir, it is almost impossible to reach the Nascent Soul realm.

The possibility of forming a high-grade golden elixir is too low, and Liu Yu has no extravagant hope for the moment, but for the sake of his future path, he cannot accept that he can only condense a low-grade golden elixir.

At least, he must form a fifth-grade golden elixir.

"This matter still needs to be considered in the long run, and I hope that it will not come to that step in the end."

Liu Yu's eyes were dim.

He knew how difficult it was for a casual cultivator, and he did not want to become a casual cultivator unless it was necessary.

His spiritual sense finally scanned the Cailian Mountain, but he did not find Geng Yunsong. He should have returned long ago, but he had not returned at this time, and his fate was self-evident.

This kid finally failed his great-grandfather's expectations.

However, this kid is only a pseudo-spiritual root qualification. Although it is Geng Yuanzhang's only hope, he may not have much hope, and it is probably just a thought.

The Geng family still has secular clansmen, so it is not considered that the bloodline is cut off.

Only one or two out of ten people can walk out of the bloody secret realm alive, at most two or three out of ten. Liu Yu is not surprised by this result.

If hard work alone is useful, then what is the use of talent?

If talent and hard work alone are useful, then what is the use of chance?

This world has never lacked hardworking cultivators, nor has it ever lacked cultivators with excellent talent and hard work.

After closing the formation and entering the training room, Liu Yu took out twelve jade boxes, touched the green light spots with a thought, and entered the fairy world with the jade boxes.

This time, the red light ball appeared directly above the spiritual field in the green barrier, and below were mature spiritual herbs.

"Huh."

Under the cover of his divine consciousness, Liu Yu took in all the scenery in the barrier in a moment, and was a little surprised.

Most of the various spiritual herbs for refining Canglang Spiritual Water have been collected and are being planted in the black spiritual field to ripen.

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

However, one of these spiritual herbs planted in the black spiritual field did not bear fruit.

It was a giant tree more than ten feet high, with light blue bark, trunk and branches, and several white flowers growing on the forked branches.

It was the Dark Star Spirit Tree, which was extremely important for refining Canglang Spirit Water!

It took about 460 years for the Dark Star Spirit Tree to grow to maturity and bear fruit. After that, it bloomed every 50 years and bore fruit every 50 years. It took about 100 years to harvest the Star Lan Fruit.

The black spiritual field had the amazing effect of ripening spiritual herbs. One hour was equivalent to 20 years in the outside world.

It had been seven or eight days since the fruit core was planted last time. Logically, it should have matured.

It was still like this now. Could it be that the Immortal Palace had lost its effect?

Thinking of this guess, Liu Yu was shocked!

Immortal Palace Immortality