Journey To Longevity

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Shiping started alchemy for the second time, and the result was still similar to the first time. It was because the fusion of the essence of the two elixir was almost halfway through. The result was that in just a split second, the out-of-control firepower in the furnace burned all the elixir essence.

After stopping, he began to think carefully about the previous question, and then took a short rest before starting alchemy again.

It's just that after repeating this for two or three times, not even half of the elixir was refined, and the material consumption was already worth the value of five or six elixirs.

"No wonder the elixir is so expensive." Zhang Shiping sighed, he took out the elixir formula, and looked at it word by word, hoping to learn some experience from it.

However, this old man Lin's alchemy experience over the past few decades, he has already memorized it so well that he can write it out silently even with his eyes closed.

But what belongs to others is not your own after all.

In the next few days, Zhang Shiping didn't step outside the house most of the time, he was either thinking about alchemy or adjusting his breath.

Only when the main medicine was gone, did he go out to the third tea field to pick the tea leaves with the most aura.

And when the dispensing and spiritual wood silver charcoal were all used up, he drove the flying magic weapon to the nearest market, and came back immediately after buying.

It was not until seven days later that Zhang Shiping came out of the room disheveled with smoke and fire all over his body. In the room behind him, the top of the alchemy furnace was emitting black smoke, and the furnace cover was also clanging and turning in circles on the ground.

Zhang Shiping walked into the yard with a dazed expression, and collapsed on the bamboo chair all of a sudden.

He didn't know why the yellow-faced old man liked to drink tea in the yard so much, but lying down suddenly made people feel like they didn't want to wake up.

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A few days later, the five chiefs of Biyuan Mountain bowed and walked out of the courtyard where Zhang Shiping was.

In the yard, Zhang Shiping looked at the five people in the distance. He picked up the tea cup at hand, but he didn't drink it for a long time.

He took out a small jade bottle from the storage bag and poured the two pills in his hand.

But this elixir is a bit special, it is not as round as a ball like ordinary elixir, it is oval in shape, brownish green, with a hint of smoke and a little tea fragrance. He didn't intend to eat these two.

This is the elixir he refined in the next few days, and it is not so pure.

In more than ten days, in a total of sixty-three furnaces, Zhang Shiping only refined two tea pills that can still be seen, and the quality is between the first-order low-grade and waste pills.

No wonder it is said that alchemists are rare. In the past ten days alone, the six or seven hundred spirit stones he brought out from the family consumed 80% at once, and the ordinary shop opened by the family in the square city can make a profit of less than a year. That's about it.

And this kind of cost is still relatively small. The main medicine of the Dan Fang is the tea rich in aura, which is completely collected in Biyuan Mountain, which saved Zhang Shiping a lot of money.

Otherwise, all the spirit stones in his storage bag would have been gone long ago, so he wouldn't be able to afford other supplements.

But it was also for this reason that the five stewards of Biyuan Mountain were recruited.

After all, the tea leaves used to refine the elixirs all come from the third tea field, and most of the tea leaves used to make the second-class spiritual tea come from this medicine field, which is related to the harvest of these stewards.

It doesn't mean that any tea picked randomly can be made into good spiritual tea, the tea leaves used for the second-grade spiritual tea must be the part with the most spiritual energy, which happens to be the same as the spiritual tea leaves that Zhang Shiping needs for alchemy.

However, if more alchemy is used here, there will be less tea leaves that can be used to make second-class spiritual tea later.

In the beginning, the tea farmers who were working in the field saw a young cultivator picking tea leaves in the tea field. Once or twice, the tea farmers were just ordinary people, so how dare they go up and stop them.

They had no choice but to report to the stewards above. When the five stewards heard about it, they thought someone was coming to steal tea, so they hurried over to see that it was Zhang Shiping. But they didn't dare to take care of it. After all, the other party was a monk in the late stage of Qi refining and the guardian of Biyuan Mountain. He had the final say on all matters in the mountain.

But later, Zhang Shiping came to collect tea every day, and because he found that the tea picked by these old tea farmers was of good quality, he took it directly.

Although tea farmers do not know the magic of heavenly eyes and cannot see the aura contained in the tea leaves, based on years of experience, 90% of the tea leaves picked by old and experienced tea farmers are good teas rich in aura.

This kind of situation was fine once or twice, but the five Baicao Garden stewards couldn't sit still anymore, but they didn't dare to come to Zhang Shiping alone, so they made an appointment to come to the door together after discussing it.

But when they issued the sound transmission talisman, Zhang Shiping was making alchemy in the room.

He had already felt a little bit, but was disturbed by the slight fluctuation of the sound transmission talisman passing through the formation in the room, so that the alchemy failed, and he only got two oval pills, and the others turned into black ash.

With an ugly face, he fetched the sound transmission talisman, swept his consciousness, and left the room with a wave of his sleeves. Seeing the five people standing anxiously in the courtyard, he suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Didn't you say there's nothing to do, don't bother me?" Zhang Shiping said. Many monks guarding the mountain in Zhengyang Sect are not keen on these chores, and focus more on their own practice.

However, these five older stewards may not have the aptitude for cultivation, but they are shrewd, and their eyes are translucent. Seeing that Zhang Shiping's complexion is not good, they immediately use a very euphemistic tone to talk about the matter. Explain the whole story clearly.

When Zhang Shiping heard this, the anger in his heart eased a little. After all, in the past ten days or so, his alchemy seemed to be possessed by a demon, and the amount of spiritual tea leaves he used was indispensable. No wonder the five managers were worried that they would not be able to complete the sect Task.

If the mountain guards couldn't complete the tasks of the year, at most they would reprimand them and punish them with some spirit stones for the first time, but these stewards are different, ranging from whipping to imprisonment.

Of course, if the harvest is good, they will also get more spirit stones.

When Old Man Lin was in Biyuan Mountain, after delivering the mission of the sect, all the second-class spiritual tea produced by the tea garden on the mountain belonged to him, and the remaining third-class spiritual tea would be shared with the five stewards.

This rule has not changed after Zhang Shiping took over.

At the beginning, when Zhang Shiping was collecting second-class tea, the five stewards could bear it, but when he picked a large amount of tea in the third tea field, the five stewards couldn't sit still.

The two parties discussed for a long time, and finally Zhang Shiping promised that the next year's second-class and third-class spiritual tea would be divided into 20 to 80. In this way, the loss of the five stewards was made up for, and after a few polite words , let them retreat.

He didn't feel too sorry for the loss of a share in the coming year. After all, the second-tier spiritual tea garden was the bulk of the harvest.

What made him angry was that the feeling of alchemy that he finally encountered just now disappeared without a trace.

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There are a few birds chirping on the treetops of the forest outside the small yard.

Zhang Shiping sat for half an hour, took out the questions that he had recorded in the jade slips during the ten days of alchemy, and read them one by one, thinking about how to do alchemy, reflecting on which step of alchemy he made was wrong, and then Why did it go wrong, how to avoid it and so on.

Such a flash of time is more than half an hour.

After calming down, Zhang Shiping got up and went back to the room, cleaned up the ashes of the alchemy in the alchemy furnace, and put the alchemy furnace into the storage bag.

The high-intensity alchemy in the past ten days has given him not only the storage bag that is about to be empty, but also the tired spirit.

In the current state, he was no longer suitable for alchemy, so he returned to the quiet room, took out the bronze lamp and lit it, then sat cross-legged on the futon, and circulated the "Qingxuan Yuhuo Jue" to breathe out the spiritual energy for refining.

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There is no time in the mountains. In the following period of time, after Zhang Shiping failed to make alchemy, he would occasionally refine elixir to see if he would be enlightened one day.

In his spare time, he spends his time learning how to stir-fry tea with the five stewards or tea farmers nearby. This kind of thing was explained by old man Lin before he left. The first-class tea must be roasted by himself and cannot be borrowed from others.

After all, money has moved people's hearts since ancient times.

And this is also preparing for the second-tier tea garden in the coming year. Zhang Shiping thought about this tea garden with a quarter of land, and he learned everything from picking tea to frying tea. Just waiting for the spring of the next year to make the first-class spiritual tea by myself.

If the output of the first-class spirit tea decreases because of his hands-on production, it will be his own fault.

Perhaps because of his peace of mind, on a certain day a few months later, he actually practiced the first bottle of first-order low-level tea pills in his life, and there were eight pills in one furnace.

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As time goes by, Biyuan Mountain springs and autumns come and go, and it has been three years in a blink of an eye.

The past few years have been safe and sound. He delivered tea to the sect on time and in a fixed amount. He has gradually accumulated more than two thousand spirit stones in his hands. As for the success rate of alchemy, he has also improved a lot. At least sometimes he can refine a few. First-grade mid-grade tea pill.

On the other hand, his practice easily broke through to the eighth level of Qi Refining during his second year in Biyuan Mountain.

And because of his rich experience in alchemy, his success rate in alchemy has increased a bit. With the help of pills, his mana on the eighth level has improved a lot, and he is only a little short of the ninth level of Qi refining.

In the past three years, Zhengyangzong received a batch of talented and beautiful jade from Shengxian Town and the monk family.

There are also children with thunder attribute spiritual roots who were taken under the sect leader Chang Younian and monks with ice attribute spiritual roots who were under the sect of Jindan female nuns. The reputation of these people has also begun to spread in the sect.

It's just that Zhang Shiping doesn't know about these, and it has nothing to do with him. In the past three years, apart from looking for Lin Qing and visiting Uncle Chen, he hardly had any interaction with other monks in the sect.

I have the audacity to say, please collect, please recommend! Ladies and gentlemen.