As the highest cultivator of the Cyanwood Sect, Qi Ling has a personal cultivation peak. The mountain peak is Zhongling Liuxiu, which is divided into three major areas: Lingzhi Garden, Alchemy Room, and Dongfu Cultivation Place.
The entire mountain peak was full of aura, and Qi Ling set up a large spirit gathering array on it, and the aura swarmed in even more.
As soon as he entered the mountain, Mo Fan felt as comfortable as a fish entering the water. Although the Jingtian Cave Mansion has plenty of aura, the place where he is located only has medicinal aura, which is also to prevent him from cultivating to become an adult. Everything has animism, even a stone, as long as it has the chaotic spiritual consciousness, it can practice independently. As for whether it can be achieved, that is another matter.
Leaving from Qi Ling, Mo Fan flew freely in the abundant spiritual energy.
Qi Ling stretched out his hand and said to Mo Fan, "Come here."
The pill stayed in the opponent's palm.
Qi Ling picked up the elixir carefully, "Since you choose to come back with me, you must be obedient. I can let you live and help you cultivate, but you also need to assist me in alchemy. Is it possible?"
As soon as Mo Fan moved, Qi Ling let go of his hand, and the pill flew up and down.
"Since that's the case, you can stay here with peace of mind. If you run away, there will be much more dangers outside than here, so it's better to be quiet."
The breath on this elixir is stronger than the eighth-rank elixir, it can only be the ninth-rank, or even above it. The most spiritual medicine Qi Ling has seen is just the instinct not to be caught, and it is the first time I have seen someone like Mo Fan seek shelter.
"You little guy is clever." He came out of the cave with his own hands, and he was not the kind of greedy person. For him, the benefit of survival was much more useful than swallowing it.
Mo Fan: If it wasn't because you are that person, how would I deliver it to your door
"Remember, don't come out of this peak." Qi Ling confessed.
Surely in his hand, a spirit sword left his hand and hit Mo Fan, "I have covered your aura for you, monks whose cultivation base is lower than mine can't smell the elixir from your body, in front of outsiders, you want to Converge, don't do this."
Mo Fan nodded again, and the pill landed on Qi Ling's shoulder.
"I'm going to make alchemy, do you want to follow?" Qi Ling couldn't help blurting out his heart.
Mo Fan: Of course.
The round pill flew up, and rubbed Qi Ling's cold cheek coquettishly, Qi Ling was startled. The elixir is warm, with the heat of the human body, it doesn't feel like a hard object when touched, it suddenly seems that someone is brushing past it with a hand.
Reverting to his usual gentleness, Qi Ling walked towards the alchemy room, but only he knew the complexity in his heart.
The alchemy room is relatively hotter than other places. Medicinal pills are made from fire, and they are naturally afraid of fire, but Mo Fan has no such restraint, because its grade has surpassed this nature.
"Is there any discomfort?"
Mo Fan denied it.
Qi Ling found that he paid too much attention to this elixir, but he just couldn't help but want to know his preferences.
[System, how do I practice?]
"Absorb aura, the essence of the sun and the moon."
[How long can I cultivate a human form at my speed.]
The most unsuitable thing to become a elixir is the lack of hands and feet. The whole consciousness seems to be locked in a small space, which is very uncomfortable.
"If you are by the male lead's side, about 50 years... right."
Mo Fan: ...
[There is no other way?]
"This refers to general cultivation. Heaven, material and earth treasures can speed up cultivation."
[How can I use a elixir of heaven, material and earth!]
Mo Fan was speechless.
"Probably... take a dip?"
Mo Fan: ...
The elixir was cultivating on its own, Qi Ling was concentrating on alchemy, and Mo Fan rarely chatted with the system.
[Can I speak.]
"Fanfan, you can use the sound transmission of your spiritual consciousness to convey what you want to express."
Mo Fan: That means you can’t speak.
Spiritual consciousness transmitted sound, and Mo Fan understood its usage in a flash of his mind. Is this a talent unique to spiritual consciousness
Do you want to communicate with Qi Ling? Thinking about the current situation, Mo Fan decided not to say anything.
[In the last world, you never showed up.]
The system was wronged, "You and the protagonist are in love every day, sweet and sweet, doesn't it make the same if I'm around or not? Humans have a saying that they refuse to eat dog food."
Mo Fan: ...
It was his fault. The previous world was pure and beautiful, and Mo Fan really enjoyed it comfortably. Someone pampers and takes care of him unconditionally. Oh, it's not unconditional. He won't let him touch anything that the other party thinks is bad for his health. Other than that, it's perfect.
#On how a elixir gets along with its owner#
Mo Fan's daily life is like this: Qi Ling is making alchemy, he is practicing, Qi Ling is practicing, he is practicing, Qi Ling is going out, he is still practicing.
Strive for early adulthood.
"Little guy, you've been here for so long, should I give you a name?"
Mo Fan: I refuse
"The medicinal property on my body is getting stronger and stronger." Qi Ling pinched the pill and researched it.
The pill is like a person's body, when the other person rubs and twists it lightly with his fingers, Mo Fan feels a hot current rising in his heart. Especially when that hand stroked the complicated and profound patterns, the feeling became more and more obvious, as if someone was pinching his sensitivity.
The elixir escaped from the clutches of the devil, and it looked like he was running away. Mo Fan flew away from the opponent unsteadily, before Mo Fan stopped.
"Naughty. Can you transmit sound?"
Mo Fan: Will not tell you, actually do such a thing to a pill!
The system looked at this scene carefully, and only said in his heart: The protagonist doesn't know that you will feel when you are touched.
Qi Ling left the elixir for the purpose of studying the properties of the medicine. But the other party has already begun to have spiritual consciousness, and it is impossible for him to dissolve and analyze it. Therefore, what he can do is to pinch the elixir to study the pattern on its body, and sniff the special elixir fragrance.
It's inevitable that it's up and down.
After several contacts, Qi Ling found out that this elixir would make her shy. Sometimes if you hold it in your hand for a long time, the temperature of the opponent's body surface will rise slightly. At first, Qi Ling didn't think about it.
Qi Ling likes to stare at the elixir carefully, but this elixir seems to dislike being held in hands and often flies away. One time, he was forced to keep it in his hand and played with it for a long time, and if the temperature was so hot, a mortal would probably throw it away immediately. After being imprisoned, the elixir looked drunk and fell down. If he hadn't reached out to catch it, it would have fallen to the ground.
A monk's cave does not attract dust, but for a pill, it is not pleasant to fall to the ground. High-grade elixir cannot be absorbed by non-jade spirits, and contact with the ground will damage its aura.
Qi Ling asked curiously, "Still shy?"
Mo Fan became furious and didn't appear in front of him for several days.
Qi Ling: He was really shy, he was just talking.
Qi Ling found that the success rate of his recent pills was a bit low, and the culprit was probably this innocent cultivator beside him.
To make alchemy, one needs to first use pill fire to condense its form, and then use aura to condense its spirit. Mo Fan was cultivating on the side, causing the spiritual energy to swarm towards him, and the amount used for alchemy was much less.
Generally, alchemists focus on proficiency in alchemy, and the elixir they refine may not necessarily be what they need, but they just use it to increase their success rate. The so-called practice makes perfect, nothing more. As the success rate of low-grade pills increases, it will naturally be much easier to refine high-grade ones.
And Qi Ling's alchemy is more inclined to study the innovation of folk prescriptions. For an eighth-grade alchemist, it is easy to refine low-grade pills, but the ingredients for high-grade pills are a big problem. If you want to improve your level of alchemy, you must first collect materials. And Qi Ling likes to collect folk remedies and develop new elixirs with existing materials.
Therefore, compared to the mountains of pills piled up in the pill rooms of other alchemists, his pill room looked strangely empty. The elixir has the best effect just out of the furnace, and the low-grade elixir is easy for him to refine, and he doesn't even need the assistance of the elixir furnace. He was impatient to refine low-grade pills, so there was no reserve in the pill room.
In fact, Qi Ling could have driven him out of the alchemy room during alchemy, but knowing that he had such a choice, he didn't do it. The aura in the alchemy room has been tempered by a special formation, which is more suitable for storage of elixirs, and easier for Mo Fan to absorb.
Perhaps, he could consider covering all the mountains with such a formation.
Tempering Spirit Formation, as the name suggests, is used to temper spiritual energy. How can such a formation be cast at will. Not to mention the materials it needs, the cultivation base of the people who set up the formation needs to be above Nascent Soul, and the success rate is extremely low, and the failure materials are all destroyed.
Alchemist is a profession that can be said to be poor and poor, and rich to be rich. They need to spend a lot of money to purchase materials, but if they refine high-quality pills, they can get higher rewards.
However, there is no one in a million who has the qualifications for alchemy, and those who can refine high-quality elixir are even rarer. It is rare for a person like Qi Ling to practice both cultivation and alchemy in hundreds of years.
It has been more than a thousand years since Qi Ling stepped into the world of cultivation, the past is like smoke, and the immortal way is indistinct. Regarding his own origin, the picture in his memory is not very clear. He came from the mortal world, all the people with good aptitude all the time came from the comprehension family, there are not no exceptions like him, but they are very rare, unless there is another chance.
Since practicing till now, Qi Ling has outstanding strength, and he has also left footprints in various parts of the mainland, and he has set foot in all the existing treasure hunting places. It's just that later, maybe after traveling all over the mainland, he got tired of it, and suddenly learned the way of alchemy by self-cultivation.
Those who know his origin are all powerful above the Nascent Soul, but there are not many left. The sect he worshiped at first was not the Cyanwood Sect, but another sect of cultivation. It was only later that the sect disbanded and turned into a casual cultivator. Later, he became interested in alchemy and joined the Qingmu sect.
At that time, his cultivation base had reached distraction, and he joined the Cyanwood Sect, who can teach him? The Cyanwood Sect's cultivation base is the highest, but the Nascent Soul. Speaking of which, after joining the Cyanwood Sect, his level of alchemy improved entirely by his own cultivation.
Based on his distracted cultivation, the sect leader generously assigned him a mountain with excellent spiritual energy, not to mention the matter of accepting disciples, but only said that if you encounter problems in alchemy, just look for him.
The head of the sect first heard that a monk who was distracted came to visit the door and wanted to learn the way of alchemy. His first feeling was that it was absurd. However, Qi Ling's aptitude is excellent, as expected.
When Qi Ling practiced, he obtained many treasures such as alchemy artefacts, but spiritual energy was abundant, and unowned mountain peaks were hard to find, so joining the sect was for convenience.
The head of the Qingmu sect will never forget the scene when that man in black clothes and imposing manner first entered the sect. It is obviously a gentle wood type, but there is not a lot of evil spirit on his body, which is better than ordinary people.
Qi Ling has practiced alchemy for hundreds of years, and the years have tempered the hostility that floated around him. However, the monks who have seen his appearance at the beginning know that this person is not as friendly and gentle as he appears on the outside.
Qi Ling sighed at Mo Fan with an excuse, "Little guy, do you know that you are a big trouble?"
Mo Fan: You think I'm troublesome
"However, who told you to take a fancy to me?"
Mo Fan: Didn't you like me? Who stuck it up in the first place
"Since you chose me, I will be responsible to you."
Mo Fan: God wants you to be responsible
"Be obedient in the future."
Mo Fan: *****
Talking to himself, Qi Ling was satisfied, and happily studied the pill recipe in his hand.
Mo Fan: ...
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