Xiao Mian walked out of the formation slowly, his back looked extremely cool as he left, as if he was not affected at all. Leng Mushi looked at her and felt that she was worrying too much. Like or not... it was just so shallow.
But in fact, she couldn't see the pale fingers clenched in Xiao Mian's sleeves, nor could she see Xiao Mian's eyes that were as red as a rabbit.
He is only in his early nineteen years old this year, and has forgotten all his memories of his childhood. Ever since he was brought into Taichu Mountain by Tianxuzi, he has made rapid progress in cultivation thanks to his pure spiritual roots. He is one of the very few talented disciples in the Taichu Sect and has never suffered such a heavy blow.
He... had never liked anyone, and he was devoted to Taoism. However, he was sent by his master to travel to the human world, where he met Leng Mushi, a scoundrel. He suffered a lot and was fooled in the end. How embarrassing and shameful it was.
Xiao Mian went straight back to the disciple courtyard and locked himself up. His meridians were damaged and he was feeling depressed. His mad practice not only made no progress, but also made his mind unstable and he almost developed a demonic barrier.
Leng Mushi, the main culprit behind all this, was completely unaware of everything. After the breakup, she didn't even go to see Fenlian's lover. She also returned to Cangshengyuan and worked harder than before, and even stopped going down the mountain to eat.
She would rather take the pills and suffer the pain than go out and see people. She completely buried herself in the cellar like a flower covering the moon, and spent her days either taking pills or refining pills.
Hua Yanyue originally wanted to come back and teach her how to open the furnace to make pills personally, but after Leng Mushi's spiritual roots had been tempered recently, her spiritual power had become much richer than before, and she finally broke through the star level and entered the lower star level. After that, Hua Yanyue watched her open the furnace to make pills.
The lowest-level Qingling Pill is a must-have for cultivators when they go out. It is a pill that can keep the mind clear and not be easily bewitched when encountering evil spirits.
Leng Mushi knew all the steps, the temperature and cooking time of the herbs, etc. very well by heart. Hua Yanyue watched from the side. She did very well, but her spiritual power was a little insufficient. She needed to take Peiling Pills to replenish her spiritual power while refining the pill.
You have to know that the quality of elixirs for replenishing spiritual power is of extremely high quality, some of which can even reach the level of top-grade spirit stones. Even Hua Yanyue feels a bit of a toothache when using such scarce elixirs to refine low-grade Qingling Pills that she is not sure whether they can be completed.
Leng Mushi ate the pills like candy beans, not feeling sorry for Hua Yanyue's private collection at all. He ate a handful of top-grade pills before finally filling up the alchemy furnace's spiritual power.
"You can start the furnace now." Hua Yanyue reminded her behind her.
Leng Mushi was originally very excited, but now she is a little hesitant: "Why do I smell something wrong? Do you smell it, Master?"
"What's wrong? It's just a mess," Hua Yanyue said. "As long as you control the flow of spiritual power into the pill after the furnace is turned on, it doesn't matter if it's a mess. Even if it's a shit ball, it will have its intended effect."
Leng Mushi was easily persuaded and took two Peiling Pills to replenish her spiritual power. Then she rubbed her sweaty palms nervously and prepared to start the furnace.
Hua Yanyue also felt an indescribable nervousness, even more nervous than when she first opened the furnace. After all, Leng Mushi was the first disciple in her life that made her worry, and some of the elixirs that Xuanzhu had refined were even of higher quality than Hua Yanyue's.
This resulted in the two of them acting like virgins getting married for the first time. After a while of excitement, Leng Mushi, encouraged by her good master, went to open the alchemy furnace to prepare the first batch of pills in her life.
She will definitely be able to escape her fate and become a completely new person...
“Bang!”
There was a loud bang that shook the earth. Although Leng Mushi, who was opening the alchemy furnace, had been prepared, he was still blown away by the overly powerful force.
Hua Yanyue was standing quite far away and was unable to escape. Fortunately, she had a high level of cultivation, so she only staggered two steps before stabilizing her body.
But Leng Mushi was not so lucky. She was blown onto the shelf in the cellar where pills were placed. There was a large bloody wound on her stomach, and several Qingling pills of different sizes and strange shapes were embedded in it.
She even lost consciousness for a few breaths. After she recovered, her stomach hurt as if it had been stabbed. She looked down and climbed up with a grimace.
She shouted, "Master! Quick! Don't let the spiritual power escape!"
After the furnace is opened, the spiritual power within it needs to be introduced into the elixir. Otherwise, no matter how good the grade of the elixir is, it will be a waste mud ball. And the earlier the elixir is introduced, the better.
This was the first furnace in her life. Leng Mushi didn't even care about the pain. She couldn't even get up. Instead of calling Hua Yanyue to save her life, she called Hua Yanyue to save the elixir.
Flowers covering the moon
Seeing that Leng Mushi would not die, she ran away from the cellar.
She crawled outside, held onto the door of the hut and began to dry heave. The main reason was that the smell of the elixir after the furnace was opened was too disgusting. She had said it was a shit ball before, but the smell of this elixir was even more irritating than a shit ball. If Hua Yanyue didn't come out, she would be suffocated to death in there.
How can this be called alchemy
This is refining feces.
Hua Yanyue couldn't believe that the ingredients in the Qingling Pill could produce such a lethal taste. Her apprentice was indeed a talent suitable for fermenting manure for farming.
Let him die of suffocation in there, Hua Yanyue thought. She would just pretend that she had never accepted such a disciple, lest if others knew about it, she would lose face.
Leng Mushi didn't know that her master had been so smoked that he wanted to kill her. When she saw that Hua Yanyue refused to give her the rescue pills, she gritted her teeth and got down from the pill shelf, grabbed two handfuls of medicine for healing her wounds and swallowed them, then walked towards the pill furnace while picking out several pills embedded in her waist.
He was reluctant to throw away the bloody things, so he finally threw them all into the alchemy furnace.
Then she circulated her spiritual power and began to guide the spiritual power in the alchemy furnace that had not yet had time to dissipate, and injected it into those things that looked like some kind of dung balls.
She recovered from her serious injury, but her body felt very empty. She forced herself to draw spiritual energy, and blood flowed out of her nose.
However, thanks to the physical and mental torture that Hua Yanyue had endured for more than two months, her sensitivity to pain has been reduced to the lowest level. She has experienced all kinds of pain, such as being bitten by thousands of ants and being burned by thousands of knives. Why should she be afraid of this level of injury
Spiritual power exhausted
Take pills to replenish.
The meridians can't withstand the tearing
Then just tear it apart. There's plenty of spider silk to continue the process.
She was like a madman, gritting her teeth and channeling all the spiritual power in the alchemy furnace into those shit balls... no, into the pills.
When everything was over, Leng Mushi held a pill the size of a fist. The pill emitted an even more deadly smell because it was infused with spiritual power, and he fainted while laughing "Hehehehe".
She became the elixir.
Leng Mushi was smiling even when she fainted.
She just rolled her eyes and let it go, but it made Hua Yanyue suffer.
She finally recovered a little and was about to go down to the cellar to see if her little disciple was dead, then she saw her lying beside the alchemy furnace, smiling, holding an unidentified object she had made in her hand. She looked very peaceful, as if she had died a worthy death.
Hua Yanyue stood at the edge of the cellar, covering her nose, looking at the smelly spiritual power lingering in the room. She looked at her little apprentice and couldn't help laughing.
Although the taste of this Qingling Pill is a bit strong, Leng Mushi's energy is the same as before.
Hua Yanyue dragged Leng Mushi out and threw her directly into the medicine pool in the backyard to soak. She cleaned up the mess herself. When she took out the black Qingling Pills from the alchemy furnace, Hua Yanyue exclaimed, "Huh?"
Then she looked at each one ridiculously, her mouth slightly open in surprise.
It turns out that all of these things are actually elixirs.
There were three or five that were stained with blood, and they could actually be considered the best among the Qingling Pills.
Hua Yanyue, who was about to destroy it, stopped, thinking that after all, this was something his young disciple had worked hard to refine, and it was a successful pill, so he might as well keep it.
But when she brought one of them under her nose and tried to smell it bravely, Hua Yanyue retched and threw it away quickly.
Finally, she dispelled the stench from the entire cellar, which took her most of the day, but she didn't know what was going on with the smell. Even though the cellar had been cleansed by Hua Yanyue's spiritual power, the smell still lingered in the Cangsheng Courtyard.
Even the demonic beasts that usually tried to break through the barrier and come to the side of the hut stayed away. Even the demon spiders on the house were hanging half-dead, kicking their legs abnormally, as if they were on the verge of death.
Hua Yanyue finally had no choice but to open the barrier above Cangshengyuan and let it go.
After finishing everything, she herself felt stinky, so she went to the medicine pool in the backyard to soak with Leng Mushi.
From noon to near sunset, Hua Yanyue felt that the unpleasant smell on her body was finally gone and had returned to a normal medicinal scent.
Leng Mushi, who had recovered, had also woken up, and the master and disciple almost got into a fight in the pool, splashing water everywhere.
However, after washing, the two began to seriously discuss the fundamental reason why the elixir did not fail this time but emitted such a deadly stench.
The conclusion is fruitless.
"But I have succeeded in making the elixir! Master, I have succeeded in making the elixir, which means I have talent in this area!" Leng Mushi said happily.
Flowers cover the moon:…
She persuaded Leng Mushi very seriously: "Although it succeeded, but look at it." Hua Yanyue pointed to a pile of shit balls on the shore that were blocked by a small barrier. These were the Qingling Pills she had collected from the pill furnace.
She originally wanted to find a place to bury them, but ultimately didn't do it. She planned to use them to persuade Leng Mushi.
"Look at this, it's almost giving people a headache." Hua Yanyue said, "Tell me, how do you take this kind of medicine?"
Leng Mushi: "... Just hold it and take it, the dosage is large enough!"
"It stinks before I even finish eating it!" Hua Yanyue concluded.
Leng Mushi added: "Then you can cut it into small pieces."
Hua Yanyue was speechless for a moment, but after a moment she said, "This Qingling Pill is a medicine that ensures a clear mind. How can a person be clear-headed when it stinks like this and is mixed with demonic energy?"
Leng Mushi: "... maybe the effect will be better, I will feel more awake before I even eat it."
Hua Yanyue: “…”
Hua Yanyue put her arm around Leng Mushi's shoulders and said to her from the bottom of her heart: "My dear disciple, you don't seem to be suitable for alchemy."
"Your eldest disciple is Senior Brother Xuanzhu's master," Leng Mushi pushed Hua Yanyue's hand down, "I am the youngest disciple."
"I succeeded in making the pill the first time, so what's wrong with it?" Leng Mushi looked at the pills of different sizes and thought they were so cute, her eyes shining with confidence.
Finally, the master and the disciple agreed that Leng Mushi could no longer refine the Qingling Pill, and Hua Yanyue gave up the idea of harming his disciple.
However, this superficial peace between master and disciple ended when Leng Mushi made the elixir for the second time.
This time she was refining an ordinary low-level hemostatic pill. After opening the furnace, Hua Yanyue burst into tears. The spiciness was so intense that all her seven orifices were oozing water, as if she had been soaked in chili oil. She couldn't even stay in the Cangsheng Courtyard.
She ran away from home and went to the headmaster's courtyard, advancing the schedule that was supposed to take place after the disciple's initial examination.
Hua Yanyue is ready to leave tomorrow.
Leng Mushi was also very puzzled. She guided her soul into the elixir with tears and snot, and skillfully dispelled the spicy smell in the cellar. According to Hua Yanyue's instructions, she opened the barrier of Cangshengyuan to release the smell.
The demon spider on the eaves was hanging there with its limbs curled up, looking exactly like it was dead. Leng Mushi grabbed one of its legs and pulled it, but it didn't react.
She also had a brief moment of self-doubt. The hemostatic pills she refined were still uneven, with fist-sized pills often appearing. However, this doubt completely dissipated when she discovered that no matter the size or shape of these pills, every one of them was a successful pill.
My self-confidence is almost bursting out.
You know, Hua Yanyue also said that at the beginning she always produced useless pills!
Leng Mushi felt that she might be a genius.
But the only thing that made her feel a little embarrassed was that Hua Yan was packing her bags in the moonlight, muttering that she couldn't stand it anymore in the yard where she had lived for many years, and she looked like she was going to run away from home.
Leng Mushi tried to persuade him to stay: "Master, I will take the first test tomorrow. Don't you really want to see me? I won't be the last. Xiao Mian didn't catch up with me that day. I am very good at running away. Maybe I can win the first place and save your face. Do you want to leave today?"
In fact, Hua Yanyue was not only unable to bear the strange smell brought by Leng Mushi's elixir, but also because she felt a little restless in her body last night and needed to go to that place as soon as possible...
In fact, she should have gone a long time ago, but she couldn't let go of Leng Mushi so she delayed it until now. Now Leng Mushi has successfully refined two furnaces of elixirs. Although the smell is weird, it is indeed powerful.
Now, as long as Leng Mushi doesn't make pills of a higher level, she doesn't need to worry about it. It's just right to leave her alone and let her poison herself.
After all, the path of alchemy is a lonely one, and she has to walk it alone in the end. The less someone is there to support and watch over her, the faster and more steady she will walk.
Naturally, she didn't tell Leng Mushi about this. She wasn't the kind of master who would say nice things or explain anything.
So Hua Yanyue said: "Since you don't want to go home and farm, and insist on staying here to make pills, I'll give you two months. When I come back, the thing you made must be back to normal."
Hua Yanyue said: "As for the competition between disciples, you don't need to compete. If you take out the shit balls and pepper balls, the opponent will definitely kneel on the ground and beg you to let him go."
Leng Mushi felt that she had been greatly insulted. She locked herself in the room in depression. She didn't even listen to Hua Yanyue's instructions when she left not to refine the elixir beyond her level.
Fen Lian was not there, as she had gone to meet her lover. As soon as Hua Yanyue left, the entire Cangsheng Courtyard fell silent, and Leng Mushi had no one to talk to.
Late at night, Leng Mushi looked for the pill recipe and checked again and again to make sure she didn't put anything wrong. Then why did the pills she made taste strange
"There will be a plot tomorrow." The law suddenly spoke.
Leng Mushi had already decided to stay away from the plots. She had such a great time during the past month. Her life was finally on the right track. She was now a 100% successful alchemist. Who would need to rely on those low-level plots to make a living
So she pretended not to hear it. After all, the pain of burning soul was no different from a fart to her.
The law said after a while: "Qingling Pill is of water, and water and fire don't coexist. Your spiritual root has fire, and you also bring other metal, earth, and wood spirits into the medicine furnace, so the taste is naturally weird."
Leng Mushi paused while holding the medicine manual.
The law also said: "The hemostatic pill belongs to fire. Similarly, it is other spiritual power entering the pill furnace that causes the strange smell. This is still a low-level pill. If it is a mid-level... it will be poisonous to death."
Leng Mushi put down the book and looked at the law that had already released gray beside the table.
"How do you know?" Leng Mushi's voice was very cold. She had long felt that something was wrong with the rules. She even wondered if all that bullshit was fake, and that the rules were using some kind of short-term predictive ability to deceive her.
The law did not explain, but said: "If you follow the plot, I can help you suppress other spiritual roots when you are refining the elixir."
Leng Mushi sneered, walked to the table, picked up the law and was about to throw it out the window, but the law quickly said: "I can also help you directly quench your spiritual roots! You can't even meet the spiritual power requirements of low-level elixirs, how can you refine high-level elixirs? Wait for cultivation? It's too slow."
Leng Mushi paused as she grasped the law and waved her hands.
The law sighed and said, "As long as you follow the plot, I will help you."
The author has something to say: Leng Mushi: … I rejected Xiao Mian harshly, and now you want me to follow the plot. Am I courting death
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