Xiuxian Baiyi System, I know everything

In a blink of an eye, they arrived in front of a magnificent six-story attic.

Looking at Pang Chun standing one step away from him, Xu Feng was so angry that his teeth itched, and he kept cursing in his heart.

"You bastard, I have explained to you so many times that I don't need the master's mantle, let alone want it. If you want to fight for it yourself, just fight for it. Why do you always pick on me?

I have always been concerned about the friendship between fellow disciples. I ignored you, but you can't make it worse and never stop, right?

Well, since you are not willing to give in and have to make trouble, then I will accompany you to the end and see who laughs last."

When others praised such an extraordinary attic, Xu Feng, who had something on his mind, was dismissive of it. He was now thinking about how to take revenge on the so-called shitty senior brother in front of him.

However, as soon as he walked into the door of the attic, he was completely attracted by the scene in front of him. The hatred in his heart faded, and was replaced by shock.

In the center of the huge hall, there was a huge alchemy furnace that was ten feet high, with three legs and two ears.

Xu Feng swore that he had never seen such a big one in his life. The most amazing thing was that under the furnace, there was actually a pile of third-level spiritual wood, which was burning fiercely at the moment, and the blazing fire continued to rise.

"Ah, could it be that the furnace is still refining pills? But I didn't see the alchemist?"

In the Jiugong Sect team, a female cultivator with the second-level foundation building level covered her mouth and pointed at the large furnace and screamed.

This question asked everyone's voice. Such a strange situation made everyone confused, and finally they could only turn their eyes to the leader Lu Zhenren.

"Haha, this is indeed alchemy, and the quality of the alchemy is not low, at least the third-grade top-grade elixir. As for the alchemist, he is not in the hall, but in the room on the top floor, remotely controlling all matters related to alchemy with his spiritual sense."

"Hiss!"

When these words came out, Xu Feng and others took a breath of cold air, and then looked at each other in bewilderment.

They really didn't expect that the strength and means of the third-grade alchemist were so great that he could actually make elixirs in the air, which sounded so fantastic.

Looking at the shocked expressions on the faces of the disciples, Master Lu continued to popularize science:

"This is nothing. I heard that when the level of alchemy reaches the fifth level, you can make elixirs in the void. The alchemist will use the heaven and earth as the elixir furnace and the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth as the spiritual medicine to make the supreme elixir."

These words made everyone look forward to it and be surprised. On the one hand, they felt that this was unbelievable, and on the other hand, they yearned for such means.

"Okay, let's not block the way at the door. Other Taoist friends are going to enter. Follow me and go to the counter to check in."

Master Lu called out, then walked towards the counter at the back of the hall.

Xu Feng naturally did not dare to neglect it, and followed the team forward.

Looking up, all he saw were the monks coming and going, and there was a crowd of people. These people had a very similar feature, that is, the style of their robes.

When the flying boat arrived at Canglan Market and was about to disembark, Xu Feng and other monks participating in the "Ten Countries Alchemy Competition" were asked by Master Lu to change into standard alchemist robes.

At this moment, Xu Feng was wearing a white robe with two alchemy furnaces embroidered on his chest and two spiritual medicines embroidered on his shoulders.

And the monks gathered in the hall at this moment, they were all wearing this kind of alchemist-exclusive robe with special meanings.

"Is this the designated accommodation for the monks participating in the "Ten Countries Alchemy Competition"? But that's not right. Although this place covers a large area and has many rooms, it is probably impossible to accommodate nearly 10,000 participating monks?"

Xu Feng's question was heard by Master Lu, and they just came to the counter and stood still at this moment.

Master Lu handed the identity tokens that everyone had obtained when entering the city to the front desk, and turned his head and answered in a gentle voice:

"Not everyone lives here, only the participating monks from Song State live here."

"Then why do we have to live together? Can't we just find a place to rest? Why do we have to squeeze together?"

Another foundation-building monk still didn't understand and continued to ask.

"Because this inn is opened by Yuhua Palace, we, the cultivators of Wei, are far away from our homeland and come to this unfamiliar place hundreds of thousands of miles away. If we live in other places, we will inevitably be despised and bullied.

There is no such concern if we live here. As the first sect of Wei, Yuhua Palace has to give face to Jidan Pavilion, not to mention other forces."

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.

At this time, their check-in procedures were also completed.

"Senior, this is all the room tokens of your sect. Please keep them. There are a total of eight rooms on the third and fourth floors. All the fellow Daoists who are building foundations can stay. The room specially prepared for you is on the fifth floor."

"Thank you, my friend!"

Master Lu thanked politely, then turned around and began to arrange the room.

There are a total of 16 cultivators who came to build foundations this time, and a total of eight rooms, which means two people in one room.

Don't think that the Jiugong Sect is too stingy and is reluctant to let its disciples live in single rooms. It's really that the accommodation fee here is too high, and the cost of one person per room is too high.

Canglan Market is a large market, and the cost of living here is several times, or even dozens of times, higher than other places.

Take accommodation for example. An ordinary room here costs thirty spirit stones per night, and their eight rooms cost two hundred and forty spirit stones.

Adding Lu Zhenren's third-level room, which costs one hundred spirit stones per night, the accommodation alone will cost three hundred and forty spirit stones.

A little over ten thousand low-grade spirit stones per month, one hundred and twenty or thirty thousand per year.

The specific time of the "Ten Countries Alchemy Competition" has not yet been determined. If it is held in two years, they will have to spend more than two hundred thousand on accommodation alone. Even though the Jiugong Sect is a big family, it still feels a little bit painful to spend so many spirit stones.

This is only the case of two foundation-building cultivators living in one room. If each person has a room, the number of spirit stones spent will reach a terrifying four hundred thousand spirit stones, which is simply an astronomical figure.

Xu Feng was finally assigned to a room with a cultivator named Bai Ling. This person is not a disciple of the Jiugong Sect. Like his previous identity, he is a Jiugong Sect's worshiper and a second-level middle-grade alchemist.

After the two entered the room, they chatted freely. The atmosphere was originally very harmonious, but later, when Bai Ling relayed the bad things Pang Chun said about him behind his back, Xu Feng was completely furious.

"Did that bastard really say that?"

"It's absolutely true. I was in the same cabin with him on the way here. He told me that the reason you were able to participate in this competition was because Master Lu gave you a break. He said that your alchemy skills were very low and you were not even worthy of carrying his shoes."

"You bastard, come on, Brother Bai, come with me to his room to find him now. If I don't beat the shit out of him today, I won't be named Xu."