Ji Taoist

Yan Buzhi sat aside, carefully studied the recipe for the Tongxin Lili Pill, and asked:

"This elixir should be some kind of elixir that uses bright flesh and blood to stimulate the absorption effect of spiritual energy, right? Why does the Roaring Dragon Holy Land need this elixir?"

"Isn't it because of that treasure?"

"Why do you say that?"

"It's an elixir that suppresses insanity, and it's an elixir that increases the effect of absorbing spiritual energy. Is Roaring Dragon Holy Land testing the power of that treasure? Otherwise, how could it possibly get this elixir?"

Yan Buzhi thought about it and felt that it made sense.

"But no matter what, we were invited to help refine the elixir. Just make the elixir well, and we don't need to worry about the rest."

"Too."

Afterwards, several people discussed the issue of the elixir and then returned to their rooms to start refining the elixir.

Yan Buzhi started to refine the Tongxin Lili Pill. This kind of pill that destroys one's own flesh and blood to stimulate the absorption of spiritual energy can be regarded as a kind of deviant pill. Although the benefits are great, the disadvantages are also quite obvious.

"It's like a martial artist practicing martial arts. After practicing, your skin will be bruised and your body will become stronger after recovery. However, relying on the power of pills to destroy yourself to absorb spiritual energy faster cannot increase the original absorption speed. You can only It's a counterproductive move." Yan Buzhi looked strange.

As the spiritual materials in his palm continued to be refined, Yan Buzhi thought about these issues while refining the elixir.

A few days passed.

After taking the thunder-hiding pill, Yan Buzhi condensed the medicine in his hand and gradually took shape under the tempering of the sky fire.

"I probably understand the refining steps of this elixir, just pay attention to the details."

Soon, Yan Buzhi refined a top-grade Five-turn Concentric Strength Pill.

Looking at the round red elixir in the palm of my hand, it exudes a strange fragrance, like the musk of some animal. The fragrance is too strong and makes people uncomfortable.

“Although it’s not difficult to guess the effect of the Concentric Strength Pill, I still don’t understand what Roaring Dragon Holy Land wants these pills for.”

Thinking about it, Yan Buzhi got up and planned to go out to see the situation.

Logically speaking, they were invited to make alchemy, so it would not be good to wander around in someone else's place.

However, when someone asked, he took out the elixir and said that it was okay to go out to relax.

Then, Yan Buzhi walked out of the alchemy hall, but before he could walk out of the door, two alchemy monks came to greet him.

"These seniors, what are you doing?"

"Yan has just made a batch of elixirs. He is feeling very poor. He plans to take a walk around to relax. Is that okay?"

"Of course it's possible." The pill-forming monk smiled and said: "But seniors are new here, so let us lead the way for seniors."

"Good work."

Yan Buzhi didn't refuse. After all, it was impossible to watch Yan Buzhi running around on his own land.

The two of them stood beside Yan Buzhi, one on the left and the other on the right. After leaving the alchemy hall, Yan Buzhi looked around: "You two little friends, is there any place around here that Yan can go to?"

"Senior Yan, there are certainly a lot of places that you can go to. The outer gate includes the Alchemy Hall, the Internal Affairs Hall, the disciples' residence, the martial arts arena and other areas. Where do you want to go, Senior?"

"Um..." Yan Buzhi hesitated for a moment, really not knowing where to go.

"How about Senior Yan going to watch the recent martial arts competition between his disciples?"

"Are the disciples competing in martial arts? It's a blessing to be able to admire the disciples of your sect. Please lead the way." Yan Buzhi clasped his fists and smiled.

"Senior is really too polite."

The two led the way, and Yan Buzhi followed them all the way to the martial arts arena.

Yan Buzhi's heart tightened as he saw the disciples surrounding him forming a circle, most of them in the Foundation Establishment and Elixir Stage, and there were also many Golden Elixir Stage monks in the crowd watching.

Is this a big force?

"The disciples here now have all just started in recent years. Some talented disciples have already entered the inner sect. There are still many who have been sent out and have not returned. In addition, there are still not enough disciples here. half."

"Is it so powerful?"

There are quite a few Golden Core cultivators in the crowd. According to them, this is not the specific number of the entire outer sect.

Not to mention the inner door.

As expected of the Roaring Dragon Holy Land, this is just the tip of the iceberg of its personnel and power.

Seeing the battle between the foundation-building and pill-forming monks, some were even in the early stages of foundation-building and pill-forming. Various spells, tools, talismans and even formations were used, making the scene very grand. It can be seen that these disciples are not weak in actual combat ability, but they are holding back their hands and not intending to fight to the death.

However, if a monk's fight is not a life-and-death fight, the true strength of both sides cannot be seen. Sometimes what you think is completely different from what others think, which leads to some hesitation in taking action. Naturally, it may cause problems during the competition. The situation is out of control.

Therefore, Yan Buzhi has been practicing for so many years and has met many people but has never had a friendly fight with them. Either don't fight, or if you fight, you can't hold back.

Except for some special circumstances.

"The disciples of your sect are really powerful. They are able to transcend realms and fight against pill formation with the strength of foundation building. This is a very rich fighting experience." Yan Buzhi praised.

"Haha, Senior Yan is joking. I wonder who of the two disciples in the stands will win?"

"I think it's the pill-forming disciple. I can see that he has stopped taking action, so he seems hesitant to take action. But it shouldn't be difficult to win after he calms down." Yan Buzhi said with a smile.

"You are wrong. That Foundation Establishment disciple was a disciple that my outer sect only recruited last year."

"Last year?" Yan Buji was stunned: "Does it mean he hadn't practiced before?"

"Yes. This man is called Ye Lin, and he was brought here by the inner sect elders. He has reached the foundation-building stage after practicing in the outer sect for a year!"

Yan Buji's face twitched, looking at the slightly immature young man in the field: "Is this Ye Lin a top-notch talent?"

"Yes, this man is said to be one of the top ten immortal talents, 'Shun Tian Zhi Ming'!"

"Is he actually an immortal talent?" Yan Buji's face was full of envy.

Crossing the boundary between mortals and cultivators in just one year and successfully building a foundation, this is the cultivation talent that Yan Buji has been looking for.

The person on the other side said: "It is said that Ye Lin has some relationship with the inner sect elder Pang Mingde, otherwise he would not have been brought into our sect."

"But after all, he is an immortal talent, as long as people know it, there will still be people scrambling for it."

The two chatted, and Yan Buji stood aside and looked at Ye Lin.

In fact, the number of immortal cultivators he had actually seen was pitifully small. Not to mention how many cultivators Yan Buji had met in the past five hundred years, but the people with such top qualifications were either not yet grown up or were not seen at all.

This was a scene he could not see when he was at the bottom of the cultivation world. Not to mention the forces like the Roaring Dragon Holy Land, how could ordinary forces allow disciples with top qualifications to travel casually?

This also made Yan Buji never have a clear understanding of the true face of the cultivation world, but in the Roaring Dragon Holy Land, just seeing and hearing it, even if he was mentally prepared, still shocked him.