Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 8 Do you know Yun Zhonghe?

 “How come the Frostwolves have come to the outskirts recently?”

“It’s really unlucky. It’s a pity that the two first-level monsters we hunted didn’t even have time to cut them up and put them into storage bags.”

“Maybe it’s time to fight for the wolf king again on the Xiaoyue Mountain Range. It is said that there was a time hundreds of years ago, and many wolves ran to the outside to avoid disaster.”

“Forget it, let’s go back to Fangshi for a rest. I’ve been exhausted recently.”

 “Well, as long as everything is fine.”

In a few words, I was fortunate with anxiety, and with the fortune of my life after the robbery.

Several monks walked from the plain toward the center of the city. When they passed Luo Chen's house, they paused.

　　Then a clear and straightforward female voice came over.

“Fellow Taoist, I’m afraid things are uneasy here recently. If you have the ability, you’d better move to a place closer to the inner city!”

 Luo Chen did not reply.

If he had the ability, he would have moved long ago.

Moreover, places close to the inner city are not inner cities, so how can they be considered safe?

Those casual cultivators have lived a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. They have been cutting corners blindly and blindly, which is too frequent.

More than once, on the way into the city, he saw blood and bones on the ground.

Although it is dangerous here, in fact, the monks in the city in the plain area deploy animal protection belts every year. Low-level monsters instinctively do not come in, and the stronger second-level monsters do not dare to approach the human gathering area.

 Relatively speaking, it is relatively safe for him to live here now.

Moreover, he usually behaves like a poor man. He works hard to earn a few spiritual stones a month to survive, and not many monks think highly of him.

 “Hui Niang, why do you care about that boy?”

“I’m taking a bath in the stream and squeezing mud in broad daylight. I guess I’m a newcomer to Dahefang!”

 “Let’s go, let’s go home.”

Perhaps they didn’t hear the reply. The people outside muttered a few words and left together.

 Hearing a few people leaving, Luo Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

 Compared to monsters, he is more afraid of human monks.

But what Hui Niang said makes sense. At this time and that time, if there is any abnormal movement on the Xiaoyue Mountain Range, as the closest southwest area, it is really dangerous.

“My mood has almost been adjusted. It’s not loose or tight. Let’s officially start making alchemy tomorrow!”

 “It will definitely be successful this time!”

 After a day and night of rest, both body and mood will be in the best condition.

At dawn, after performing Changchun Gong once, Luo Chen put on a dusty apron and walked to the kitchen window.

A long-bearded clay figurine with a wooden knife in his hand stood there, with red phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows, and some red paint on his cheeks.

 “Er Master Guan, please bless me for success!”

 Calm down, boil water in the pot, add firewood, and use fireball to start the fire.

First boil the auxiliary ingredients, then stir-fry the mineral ingredients, add the soup and bring to a boil, then add Polygonum multiflorum, jade yam, fire dog penis, etc. in order.

 After boiling for about three hours, add the last water-based elixir Yao Zhu to balance the yin and yang.

 The fire is controlled in the middle, sometimes it is a big fire, sometimes it is a small fire.

 After two hours, start the pot!

 A pot of light red paste shrank in the pot, and when poked with a new wooden spoon, it swayed like jelly.

 It’s pretty cool!

But this is still a failure.

 According to the prescription, the finished paste should be dark red. Only in this way can Zhongmiao Pills have the maximum aphrodisiac effect.

Although he failed, Luo Chen was not too upset.

 Obviously, the finished product this time is very close to success.

 At least it solidified very well, reaching the texture of Q-bomb.

 For immortal cultivators, if someone is not afraid of poison, eating the whole pot will probably work.

Of course, the sequelae will definitely be huge.

So Luo Chen didn’t plan to sell it, as that would easily lead to a beating.

After briefly tasting a little bit to determine the difference in potency, and recalling the process, Luo Chen nodded, and then poured the dregs of the medicine across the stream.

 At night, I still practice practice and sleep.

 The next day, we will worship Lord Guan on time and then make elixirs.

fail!

 On the third day, worship the Second Master Guan on time and then make elixirs.

success!

 Eh, yes, success!

Luo Chen looked at the big pot of red jelly and felt that all the hardships had come with joy, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but get wet.

“The failure of eight sets of materials is equivalent to the loss of forty spiritual stones. If the forty bottles of Bigu Powder that should have been refined in these eight days are deducted, it is equivalent to the loss of eight spiritual stones.”

 “Ugh, I almost lost all my wealth.”

Luo Chen quickly took out all the ointments, regardless of how hot they were. He cut each ointment into pieces with a bamboo knife, and then shaped them into round lumps with his hands.

 Let it dry overnight and it’s done!

There is still one set of materials left, and you can do it again tomorrow.

 When he woke up the next morning, Luo Chen couldn't wait to go to the chopping board in the kitchen where the elixir was being made.

As expected, the ten round lumps were all reduced to the size of dragon eyes.

 What is dried out is the water vapor, and what remains is the essence. Any one of these will make a man take off!

Luo Chen carefully stuffed the small red pill into the jade bottle, and paid homage to the Second Master Guan again.

"Second Master, you have good intentions. Even if I have traveled through time, you are always protecting me. When I get rich in the future, I will definitely build you a temple and a golden body!"

After bowing, Luo Chen clenched his fist fiercely while putting on his apron.

“Sure enough, I am a genius in alchemy, and I was born to make alchemy!”

"I will definitely become famous in the future. I have already thought of a nickname. The Alchemy God of the East Wilderness. His talent is no worse than that of the Alchemy Sage of Zhongzhou!"

 After encouraging himself, Luo Chen got busy again.

 In the smoky kitchen, a hot and cheerful atmosphere filled the room.

 However, when the bright sunshine shines in, what comes into view is the expressionless face.

“Hehe, people make mistakes and horses make mistakes. When the Alchemy Sage was a child, he even made a furnace to refine the first-level elixir.”

 “It will definitely work out next time, it will definitely work out!”

Even after saying this, Luo Chen still felt pain in his body.

 The cost of this set of raw materials is five spiritual stones!

He is in trouble!

“No, this only bottle of Zhongmiaowan must be sold at a high price, otherwise the cost will not be recovered!”

The sky is bright and clear.

The sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a white mist, and the millions of mountains seemed like a huge mouth of an abyss, wide open waiting for Dahefang City.

A young man, wearing a low-grade cassock washed white, ran through the muddy shanty town like a gust of wind.

 A female monk who went out to empty the urinal in the morning couldn't help but laugh and curse when she saw this scene.

 “The little guy is running very fast, and there is a dog chasing him behind him!”

 Fast, indeed quite fast.

Luo Chen seems to have some connection with martial arts. With the book "Xiaoyaoyou", it took him just a few days to advance from entry-level proficiency to proficiency.

Not only does it provide him with an achievement point, but it also doubles his speed bonus.

 In the past, it only took 100 meters and nine seconds to reach the sky.

His current steps span more than a hundred meters.

It usually takes an hour and a half to walk into the city, but it takes thirty or forty minutes to run!

 It only took him twenty minutes to arrive at the city gate today!

 Luo Chen has never experienced the effect of Wind Control Technique, but he feels that Xiaoyaoyou is not bad, and this is the proficiency level, followed by proficiency, perfection, and master level.

 There is a lot of potential to be tapped!

It was still dark when we arrived at the casual cultivation area in the southwest. This time, Master Chen Xiuping was not as early as he was.

 In such a large stall area, there are only a few people setting up stalls.

Luo Chen took a look and walked to a street stall without taking out the elixirs first.

 “Brother Wang, you’re here quite early!”

Wang Yuan glanced at him and said nothing.

Luo Chen chuckled and was not embarrassed. He squatted on the ground and flipped through the books.

"Five Must-Know Spells During the Qi Training Period" Don't move, it will cost you money."

"how much?"

 “Two mid-level spiritual stones.”

 “Why don’t you go and grab it!”

 “This is what I grabbed!”

 “Well, pretend I didn’t say it.”

Wang Yuan, who is at the seventh level of the Qi training stage, is what Luo Chen often talks about as a knife-edge licker who licks blood. He often gets into fights at the entrance of villages and blocks roads and robberies.

Luo Chen couldn't afford to offend him, and Wang Yuan didn't like him, so he only chatted occasionally when setting up a stall.

Oh, when Wang Yuan was in despair, he was forced to go hunting in the Guyuan Mountains. Luo Chen gave him several bottles of Bigu Pill on credit.

 So the two of them are actually somewhat related.

“Don’t touch this one, it contains a harmful evil spell.”

 “Hey, you are so mean, be careful if you leave the inner city, I will rob you!”

"Here, you can read this book as you like. If you want to buy it, I'll sell it to you for five spiritual stones at half price."

 There is a free prostitute, what can I buy?

 No matter how rich you are, it’s not like this!

Luo Chen excitedly picked up the book of Six Realms Customs and read it with relish.

 At this glance, it is an hour.

 When the crowds in Defang City increased, Luo Chen reluctantly put down the book.

"Brother Wang, I'll go over first. I'll give you this bag of spicy beef jerky. You can eat it when you satisfy your craving."

Wang Yuan glared at him, "Get out!"

 Looking at the bag of beef jerky, he swallowed invisibly, and then pinched his buttocks.

Back at the bluestone stall, Chen Laodao was already playing with the talisman skins and talisman seals.

“Uncle Chen, do you know Yun Zhonghe?”

 (End of this chapter)