The Path to Immortality

"Haha!"

Looking at the corpse of the monster on the ground and his companions who had disappeared, Wei Wen couldn't help laughing.

How could the four of them share the profits equally compare to him taking all the profits for himself?

What's more interesting is that this time, it was He Qiu and Ge Fei who ran away first. Even if they go back, they will definitely not be ashamed to ask him for the profits back.

However, in addition to being happy, he also understood what he relied on to win by chance.

"I didn't expect that the quality of the Qingxin Pill of the Luoyun Pill Pavilion is so excellent. It seems that I need to visit this pill shop often in the future."

He reminded himself secretly.

During this period of time, although there are not many casual cultivators active in Luoyue Valley who have similar experiences, there are still a few cases of people who have escaped by chance by relying on the power of pills when they go out to explore, hunt monsters, and escape from the pursuit of robbers.

Under their word of mouth, the reputation of Luoyun Pill Pavilion became more and more famous, and the business was also booming.

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Luoyun Pill Pavilion

After going downstairs for a routine inspection, Fang Ping also noticed the increasingly prosperous business recently.

Several newly recruited clerks were simply happy about the good business of the store and did not know the real reason, but Fang Ping knew it all too well.

In Luoyue Lake, the cultivation resources were not abundant, and there were only a few foundation-building cultivators.

As you can imagine, there were even fewer people who were good at alchemy.

Alchemy apprentices who could refine medium-quality basic elixirs were qualified to open a store in the market or become guests of honor in the cultivator family.

The elixirs that Fang Ping casually put into the store for sale were the top-quality basic elixirs that he, a true first-level alchemist, personally refined!

Even if the fine ones were screened and intercepted in advance, and the ones released to the public were of ordinary appearance, their medicinal effects were enough to crush the elixirs of ordinary alchemy apprentices.

In the eyes of the Luoyuefang casual cultivators who had never seen the world, they were naturally rare and unimaginably good elixirs.

With such quality as a foundation, it is hard for Luoyun Dan Pavilion to have bad business!

However, although the spiritual pills are in short supply, Fang Ping has no plan to supply them on a large scale.

He came to Luoyuefang not to benefit the local casual cultivators.

In addition to consolidating the business of Dan Pavilion and earning some spiritual stones, he made some pills and sold them casually to cash in the large amount of excess spiritual herbs and medicines in the most cost-effective way.

If you can't distinguish the primary from the secondary, and delay your cultivation time in order to earn some external things, isn't it putting the cart before the horse?

Besides, things are precious because they are rare.

No matter how good the spiritual pills are, it is not surprising that they are in sufficient supply.

It is convenient to increase the price when the quantity is small.

A small amount of high-quality pills will not impact the local alchemy market of Luoyuefang too much and cause unnecessary trouble.

"It's really killing two birds with one stone!"

Fang Ping, who was very satisfied with this strategy, encouraged his clerk a few words and walked back to the alchemy room in the backyard with his hands behind his back.

During this period of time, he accidentally noticed that his cultivation speed had slowed down.

At first, Fang Ping thought it was caused by insufficient spiritual energy, so he slightly increased the consumption of Peiyuan Pills and Spirit Stones.

But he soon discovered that the problem of slowing down cultivation had not been significantly improved.

After several days of attempts, Fang Ping basically confirmed the problem - it was not limited by insufficient spiritual energy, but by the purple air between heaven and earth when the sun rises every day, which is required for practicing the Ziyang Sutra.

This point had already appeared slightly when he entered the late stage of Qi training.

However, at that time, he was still in the sect and could practice with the help of the purple air of the rising sun on the top of Yunyang Peak, so the extent of this slowdown was not obvious.

But after coming to Luoyuefang, without the excellent terrain of Yunyang Peak, the impact on the practice of the technique became more obvious.

Fortunately, the Ziyang Sutra had already given a solution to this limitation.

That is to practice with the help of the [Yangji Pill] that matches the technique!

This first-grade lower-grade elixir is slightly more difficult to refine than the Jade Barrier Breaking Pill, but it is still within the control of Fang Ping now.

As for the materials for refining the Yangyang Pill, although there are a few relatively rare ones, it is not a problem after sweeping the entire warehouse and medicine garden of the Black Water Sect.

In the alchemy room.

Fang Ping released the Yuan Ding from his Dantian, threw the Yangyang Pill materials prepared in advance into the Ding, and then raised the Fiery Sun True Fire and began to refine.

The spiritual energy and medicinal power contained in each elixir were gradually extracted and fused under the burning of the green true fire.

The first quarter of an hour was not difficult for Fang Ping.

Except for a few mistakes in the details and the fusion of medicinal power, which caused him to waste several times of backtracking, the overall progress was quite smooth.

It was not until the second half of the refining that the complex process of the Yangyang Pill was gradually revealed.

As the name implies, the Yang Dan contains a strong and pure Yang force, and the medicinal properties are strong and unmatched. It also has the vitality contained in the purple air when the sun was born, and both are indispensable.

It is easy to deal with the strong medicinal properties. As long as the furnace can withstand it, the temperature of the true fire is high enough, and the mana output is maintained with all your strength, the main focus is to make a miracle.

But if the latter is taken into account on the basis of the former, the difficulty will be raised by more than one level!

Refining, entering the final fusion and condensation stage, the fine requirements for the fire are simply harsh.

If there is a slight mistake in the temperature change of the spiritual fire, either the vitality contained in the purple air will be annihilated, causing the pill to become an invalid defective product; or it will cause a violent conflict of medicinal power, resulting in the explosion of the furnace.

Judging from the difficulty of refining a first-level elixir and the consequences of failure, once the furnace explodes, even a high-grade magic weapon-level elixir furnace may be damaged.

Fortunately, Yuanding, a treasure that can even be traced back in time, naturally does not have such worries.

Under Fang Ping's wild attempts, he made rapid progress in refining the Anode Pill.

After retracing nearly a hundred times, Fang Ping grasped the essence of the changes in fire temperature during the anode elixir condensation liquid stage.

Under his concentrated control, the medicinal liquid in the cauldron completed the final condensation little by little, with almost no flaws.

"This is the moment!"

Fang Ping looked solemn and quickly stopped outputting mana.

At the moment when the invisible restriction in the cauldron dissipated, his hands reached out and separated out purple pills that exuded a touch of warmth!

The first time he succeeded, he made four positive pole pills!

"In the Luoyang Sect, the two elders of the Alchemy Hall and several deacons with superb alchemy skills, by controlling the refining of the Yangji Dan, should have earned a lot of resources from the disciples who practice the Ziyang Sutra. But now, haha... …”

Fang Ping put the anode pill into the porcelain bottle and was in a good mood.

Before he became a foundation-builder himself, he might not dare to openly sell the anode pills he refined in the sect and steal the business of the two elders, but at least he could be self-sufficient so that they could not earn spiritual stones from him, and even more You can't control the amount of anode pills at will.

That's enough.

After putting away the Yuan Ding, Fang Ping returned to the quiet room on the second floor, swallowed a freshly baked anode pill, and began to meditate.