Mortal Seeking Immortal

When they heard that they had to pay 15 low-grade spirit stones, their faces changed. They didn't expect the living fees of these caves to be so expensive, but when they thought of what the fat steward said about the rich spiritual energy that would help their cultivation, they gritted their teeth and paid the spirit stones.

The fat steward smiled even brighter after receiving the money.

He turned around and casually grabbed a few sets of half-new formation flags and tokens from the wooden box behind him and threw them to a few people, and then turned his expectant eyes to Ye Zhou, who had not yet chosen a cave.

He had learned that Ye Zhou was the first in this outer disciple assessment. He killed so many participating servants, and he must have a huge amount of money on him!

The few people who got the formation flags and tokens left with excitement.

Ye Zhou didn't plan to choose a cave. He lived quite comfortably in Shu Lao's courtyard, but he thought that although Shu Lao's courtyard was covered by formations, it could block the investigation of other people in the sect, but it was not against Shu Lao. If he was discovered by Shu Lao while cultivating medicinal materials, wouldn't it expose the secret of the small gourd?

Ye Zhou did not intend to choose those expensive caves. He believed that no matter how rich the spiritual energy in a cave was, it was no different from an ordinary cave in his eyes.

After all, he had a useless spiritual root. He could not rely on absorbing external spiritual energy to cultivate in his life. He could only rely on pills and spiritual herbs to cultivate.

So he just needed to choose a hidden cave, preferably a cheaper one.

Ye Zhou was used to a hard life. Although he won a lot of spiritual stones through this competition, he had to save the spiritual stones and spend them on the blade. He would have to build a foundation in the future. The foundation-building pill was sky-high, and he could not even smell the smell of the spiritual stones.

After a look, he chose a cave located halfway up the mountain near the foot of the mountain. It was very remote.

There was only one cave in that area.

"May I ask how many spiritual stones this cave earns a year?" Ye Zhou pointed at the cave and asked.

The fat steward smiled and looked in the direction Ye Zhou pointed. After seeing the cave house selected by Ye Zhou, the fat steward's smile froze, and he looked at Ye Zhou again with a very strange look.

"This cave house... The spiritual energy is very poor. Ye Zhou, you are the disciple who won the first place in this outer sect assessment, and even the head of the sect remembered your name. Choosing this place will definitely delay your practice."

Ye Zhou said: "Master steward, you don't know that I still need to take care of Elder Shu's medicinal field. I don't go back to the cave house to practice on weekdays... Now I can only put some large items in the cave house and use it as a warehouse at most..."

The fat steward was very disappointed when he heard Ye Zhou say this, and said stiffly: "The living fee for this cave house is five spirit stones a year, and I will give you a set of small defensive array formation yellow smoke array."

Ye Zhou took out five spirit stones and handed them over. After receiving them, the fat steward quickly threw a set of array flags and a token to Ye Zhou, and then ignored Ye Zhou, turned around and lay on the recliner in the house with his eyes closed for a nap.

After putting away the formation flag, Ye Zhou left the inner hall and couldn't wait to take out the flying sword from the storage bag to play with it.

Flying a sword is also one of the methods of the immortals.

Ye Zhou has envied those outer and inner disciples who can fly swords for a long time.

Now he finally has his own flying sword.

Ye Zhou was not in a hurry to step on it to fly, but first used his spiritual sense to control the flying sword to fly in the air. After he felt that he was proficient in controlling it, he carefully stood on the flying sword and let the flying sword take him to fly.

Whoosh...

The sound of wind in his ears gradually became louder.

At first, Ye Zhou didn't dare to fly high, and only dared to fly six or seven meters close to the ground, for fear of falling off the flying sword and breaking into a meat pie.

After practicing proficiently, he began to slowly rise to twenty or thirty meters, and learned from other disciples to fly slowly around the nameless peak...

Half an hour later, Ye Zhou finally had enough of flying with a sword, and flew towards his cave with the flying sword.

At this time, his flying speed was only slightly slower than that of other outer disciples.

Arriving outside the cave at the halfway point of the mountain, Ye Zhou put away his flying sword, took out the yellow smoke array flag from his storage bag, and threw it outside the cave door. At the same time, a stream of spiritual power hit the array flag, and the array flag was instantly activated and began to be automatically placed.

After a while, the array flag was placed.

Ye Zhou placed a spiritual stone in the center of the array, and then with a thought, the yellow smoke array began to operate slowly, and a thick khaki smoke spread from the center of the array, but in just a few breaths, it enveloped his entire cave.

Ye Zhou tried to use his spiritual sense to explore his cave, but he didn't expect that as soon as he touched the khaki smoke, the released spiritual sense was automatically bounced away.

It seems that the fat steward did not lie, and this yellow smoke array can really isolate others from exploring with their spiritual sense.

However, this array is a real gold-eating beast, and it consumes a low-grade spiritual stone every month.

Ye Zhou directly took out ten low-grade spiritual stones and hit them into the array.

"Now I don't have to worry about the formation stopping for half a year."

Taking out the token, Ye Zhou dripped blood to acknowledge the master.

This formation also had a vague connection with him. Even if he was far away, he could sense whether his cave was invaded.

Ye Zhou walked into the formation, and saw that the yellowish smoke in front of him instantly separated to both sides, forming a passage leading to the entrance of the cave.

After entering the cave, Ye Zhou looked around and found that although the cave was relatively narrow, it had tables, chairs, beds and stools, so he didn't need to buy them himself.

Ye Zhou simply familiarized himself with his cave and hurried out to the Alchemy Pavilion.

He went through a lot of hardships to become an outer disciple, just to enter the Alchemy Pavilion to refine the precious Yellow Cloud Pill!

Ye Zhou excitedly came to the Alchemy Pavilion with his sword, and saw that the door of the Alchemy Pavilion was open, and people came in and out of the door in twos and threes. These people were all walking alone and in a hurry.

As soon as Ye Zhou stepped into the door of the Alchemy Pavilion, he felt a rush of hot air blowing against his face. The temperature inside the Alchemy Pavilion was even more exaggerated than being exposed to the sun, and at the same time, a strong medicinal fragrance hit his nostrils.

The alchemy pavilion is divided into two floors. The upper floor is an alchemy room made of stone, and the lower floor is full of handyman disciples who are responsible for lighting the fire.

Just when Ye Zhou was about to ask how to make elixirs, an old man with white hair and white beard stopped Ye Zhou impatiently.

"Where are you kid? The Alchemy Pavilion is not a place for you to play around. Go, go, go!"

Ye Zhou directly took out the token of the outer disciple.

"This old man, this junior Ye Zhou, is here to make elixirs." Ye Zhou said respectfully to the old man.

"Come to make elixirs? Pfft... hahaha!"

The old man seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

"You're so arrogant, little doll. It's hard for you to recognize all the medicinal materials at your age. Not even the inner disciples dare to say that they can make elixirs. You told me that you came to make elixirs?"

The handyman disciples around them couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle when they heard the conversation between the two.

Ye Zhou didn't care either.

"Junior once had the honor to watch Mr. Shu refining Huangyundan and learned a little bit about it, so I wanted to give it a try. Could it be that this alchemy pavilion also stipulates how old you need to be before you can make an elixir?"