The name of Fang Mu has completely risen in the Zi Yunzong. The inner disciples of the Ziqi line already know Fang Mu, the alchemist of Dandong line, and this is the same for Fang Mu who has just been promoted to the alchemy school for more than half a year. A few days are like thunder.
The inner disciples and alchemy masters are even like this, let alone the outer disciples of the purple energy line and the medicine boy of the Dandong line. The four characters of Fangmu alchemy are like a violent wind sweeping, and they are famous among the disciples of the purple luck sect. Higher and higher.
What followed were all kinds of speculations made by Fang Mu. Among them, the strange character, few words, and reluctance to contact with outsiders have almost become the common recognition of most people, because even at this level, this Few people know exactly what Fang Mu looks like.
Baiyun is responsible for everything that asks for Dan, and here in Fangmu, outsiders know the name, but they never see it. In addition to the special Dandong line, disciples of the Purple Qi line cannot enter. Then, Fang Mu became more and more mysterious with the inner disciple of the Ziqi line.
Especially the rules of the daily three furnace pills, comparable to the main furnace pill, all this kind of invisibly made the name Fang Mu more and more spread in the Zi Yunzong.
Even the pill that he refined before, due to the rule of three furnaces a day, unexpectedly set off a deal among the inner disciples, and the price was rising steadily.
At this moment, in the depths of Dandong, there is a purple mountain. This mountain is not high, like in the mountains, it seems to be hidden, but this low mountain has an indescribable aura. , As obviously short, but it is the heart of the mountains.
At this moment, on this mountain, there is an old man sitting beside a desk, looking at a pill in front of him, his eyes are strange, beside the old man, following three people.
These three are not young, and their cultivation bases are even Nascent Souls, but in front of this old man, they seem to dare not breathe, their expressions are extremely respectful.
This old man is exactly Chu Yuyan's master, the master pill ghost who has moved the whole hard to come by.
He had been looking at the pill in front of him for a long time, until the sunset in the distance, he slowly raised his hand and picked up the pill.
"Something interesting." After a long while, Master Pill Ghost laughed, rubbing his right hand, this pill turned into fly ash and dissipated.
"Elder Pill, there is dissatisfaction in the Ziqi line..." One of the three of the three behind Master Pill Ghost hesitated for a while, and said softly.
"If you have any dissatisfaction, let them bear it. If you can't help it, if you move my Dandong disciple, the old man has broken their purple qi and a pill for ten years." The pill ghost said lightly, and his big sleeve was shaken, and his figure disappeared.
The three people looked at each other, bowed deeply to the place where the pill ghost disappeared in a wry smile, and then turned and left.
At this moment in the evening sun, on the edge of this purple low mountain, there is a main peak towering into the clouds. There is a half-mountain loft. Most of the loft protrudes out of the mountain, like hanging in the air, standing here during the day, but Looking down on the earth, at night, the starry sky seems to be able to go with the sky.
Now at dusk, the light of the setting sun is scattered on the earth, falling on people, it seems to have a kind of lazy feeling, the afterglow is golden, and the sky is beautiful with clouds.
In this attic, the mountain breeze comes with the sunset, it seems that the clouds cannot be blown away, and the blue silk is flying. This green silk comes from Chu Yuyan.
Chu Yuyan stood calmly in the attic, with her long hair fluttering, she gradually frowned, raising her hand, and a pill appeared in the palm of her hand.
"How did he make it... Could it be that his alchemy talents are the same as those of plants and trees... In this world, is there really such an amazing talent in alchemy..." Chu Yuyan was silent.
This pill was sallow, it didn't seem to be in its early stages, but she had spent some spirit stones and bought it from a disciple of the inner door of the purple energy line. This pill was naturally refined by Meng Hao.
After getting the medicine, Chu Yuyan was disdainful at first, and then researched it critically, but with the observation, her expression kept changing, and in the end she was almost dumbfounded, with an incredible expression in her expression.
She studied this pill for seven days, almost pulverizing the pill, not even the powder. Under a little analysis, she had to admit that even though her heart was irritated with Meng Hao. Medicine... Even if it is her, she still needs to concentrate on it before she can make it.
Later, Chu Yuyan will use her master's unique method of respecting the pill ghost to re-refine this pill and condense the powder into a pill. After the second refining, the medicinal effect of this pill will be exerted to all the power of vegetation. Sixty percent of her, this is her limit.
"If this person has also learned the master's refining method, I don't know how many pills can be made..." Chu Yuyan muttered softly, looking at Yunxia in the distance, and looking down at the pill in her hand for a long time.
"Master once said that I might be able to find in him the insight of refining the Sanfandan, but this person is extremely arrogant, and I couldn't get out of it behind closed doors when I searched for it last time!" Chu Yuyan thought of this, more and more Irritable, she found that she had reached the point of irritating Fang Mu when she mentioned the name.
"This Fang Mu is second only to the damn Meng Hao!" Chu Yuyan gritted her teeth, obviously in her heart, the first one is hateful is Meng Hao, and the second is Fang Mu.
It's just that she didn't even know why she was so upset with Fang Mu. If she knew that Meng Hao and Fang Mu were the same person, she might understand the reason.
While Chu Yuyan was muttering, a pot of pill in Meng Hao's place exploded with a bang, and the loud sound echoed in the cave. Meng Hao sighed. He made alchemy every day for the past few months. The pill of Qi Yimai Inner Sect disciple was finally finished, and this pill furnace was also dead, and it collapsed and was scrapped at this moment.
Meng Hao rubbed his eyebrows, pushed open the door of the cave, looked at the sunset in the distance, took a deep breath, the mountain breeze, with the coolness of autumn, fell into the entrance, so that Meng Hao's painful head eased.
"Finally, I have finished all the previous exercises. In addition to the three furnaces a day, I should practice the elixir for my practice at other times. The Lingtai Pill is already common. If you want to practice it, you can build the foundation!" Meng Hao glanced at it. Shan, this foundation building medicine is a kind of pill in the later stage of foundation building, but the pill is extremely domineering, it is the most precious pill in the purple luck sect's foundation building medicine.
During this period of time, Meng Hao made thousands of alchemy furnaces, and he obtained hundreds of alchemy recipes. This is how he obtained the alchemy recipes that built the heavens. Under his research, he made a slight improvement. After he was ready to rest, he could refine one furnace with peak energy at least. It needs 80 to 90% medicinal effect to build the foundation of heaven.
This pill will be used for him to open the sixth dormitory and even attack the seventh dormitory.
"Unfortunately, the Ziqi Donglaijuan can only be borrowed from the main furnace. Therefore, the legend of the technique cannot be obtained by other methods. Those who refer to it must be strictly recorded." When Meng Hao was meditating, he simply walked down the mountain. He already had it. For a long time, I haven't gone out.
"Even the inner disciples of the Ziqi line are not qualified to refer to the Ziqi Donglaizhen scroll. They can only practice other techniques derived from the Ziqi Donglaijuan. Only the core disciples of the Ziqi line are the core disciples. , Or the master alchemy master, is qualified to witness the real scroll exercises with his own eyes.” Meng Hao thoughtfully, the purple qi came to the east, he is bound to win, only after learning this scroll exercises, he has the condensed purple Dan's qualifications are the basis for swallowing perfect golden pills.
"In addition, although I have collected the herbs needed for the perfect golden pill, it is still a lot worse. After becoming the master alchemy master, I need to find a way to obtain it." Meng Hao walked through valleys in thought. On the way, I met a lot of medicine boys, some of whom knew Meng Hao. After seeing Meng Hao, he was taken aback, but quickly became excited.
After all, Yaotong was promoted to an alchemist that day. More than 30,000 Yaotong had seen Meng Hao with his own eyes, and it was no surprise to recognize him at this moment. However, Meng Hao is an alchemist at this moment. Those Yaotong dared not come forward to talk and bowed one after another. .
Meng Hao wanted to find a quiet place to meditate. After responding with a smile at this moment, he shook his body and simply left the many valleys of the Dandong line and stepped into the area of the Ziqi line.
There are almost no people who know Meng Hao here. Meng Hao walks inside the mountain gate of the purple energy line, wearing the alchemist's Taoist robe, no one comes to care, he is also happy and quiet.
While walking, Meng Hao looked at the surrounding scenery. This Zi Yunzong has been here for almost three years. Although he has been familiar with it a lot, in fact, because the sect is too big, Meng Hao has never been to many places, so he is walking now. Suddenly, he heard loud noises coming from the front, and his name was spoken in the words.
"This Fang Mu is simply a man of reputation, thinking that he is good at alchemy, so it makes it difficult for me to wait. This is unbearable! I have told the elders to contact people in Dandong's line to sanction this person! And you , Little Medicine Boy, don't apologize yet!"
"Senior Brother Liu calmed down, I was wrong about this, but it is true that three furnaces of medicine per day have been booked for more than ten days..."
The sound was chaotic, and laughter came out. After hearing a few words, Meng Hao walked to the place where the sound was coming from, and he walked around a rockery and saw a square behind the rockery. There are some pavilions around.
In that pavilion, there were some young men and women sitting separately, looking at the square, there are now dozens of inner disciples of the purple qi line.
Those disciples who can be in the pavilion are naturally extraordinary, but are Tianjiao with the purple energy line. At this moment, the four pavilions are occupied by the four Tianjiao, and they are all close to each other. At this moment, I hope Most of the scenes in the square were smiling, like watching the excitement.
Dozens of people in the square were also scattered in all directions, but the white cloud in the middle came, and was cursed contemptuously by a blue shirt youth in front of him, pointing to his nose.
"On the basis of Liu's words, in the sect, I dare not say that it is a rule, but for you, it is a rule. If I let you slap yourself apologizing, you must slap it."
Bai Yunlai's face was pale and his body was trembling. His cultivation base was low and weak. He seemed to know everything, but in fact, in the eyes of many people, his status was low. It was not the first time in this period of time. He did not say to Meng Hao. He didn't want to distract Meng Hao, but was cautious in socializing, but he still inevitably offended many people.
For example, the young man surnamed Liu, just relied on his position in the sect, and found him for Meng Hao to make alchemy, but there are only three pots of elixir a day, there are always first come first, and other people, Bai Yun will not be able to provoke him. , It was a good way to talk before, but this young man surnamed Liu immediately turned his face.
But no matter how humble a person is, he also has dignity. Bai Yunlai trembled and stared at the young man surnamed Liu before him. In bitterness, he raised his hand and was about to slap himself in a miserable laugh...
"Baiyun is here." Meng Hao's voice came out calmly.