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Chapter 169

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Even though the Heaven Seeking Palace Pill Pagoda was a pagoda, it was not a residential pagoda.

The Pill Pagoda had a total of ten floors, and it was said that each floor represented an Alchemy Dao realm. Every year, the Heaven Seeking Palace's pill refiners would use the Pill Pagoda to measure their own pill dao cultivation. A Tier 1 Mortal Pill Refiner would definitely not be able to climb to the second level. Similarly, a Tier 3 Mortal Pill Refiner would not be able to climb to the fourth level.

Other than that, this was also the Alchemist Qualification Tower of the Five Great Empires.

Within the Five Great Empires, there was only one place that had the qualifications to certify pill refiners, and that was the Heaven Seeking Palace's Pill Pagoda. Every three years, a batch of pill refiners would pay a fee and come to the Heaven Seeking Palace Pill Pagoda for their pill refiner certification. A pill refiner with the Heaven Seeking Palace Pill Pagoda's certification token would be able to enjoy a 10% discount in any merchant house.

For the same two Earth Pill Refiners, if one of them was certified by the Pill Pagoda and the other wasn't, then the certified Earth Pill Refiner would be much more popular, and his value would also be much higher.

From afar, Mo Wuji could see the Pill Tower towering over the Pill Refiner's Plaza. However, this was not the time for pill refiner certification, so there were fewer people at the Pill Refiner's Plaza.

After passing through the Pill Pagoda Plaza, there was a deep ravine that was so deep that the bottom could not be seen, and the other side could not be seen. Clouds and mist lingered at the bottom of the ravine, and from time to time, whistling sounds could be heard.

Above the ravine, there were all kinds of bridges connected to the Pill Tower's plaza. They were like rays of light shooting out in all directions. Some of these bridges only had a single iron chain, some were made of wooden planks, and some even looked like carriages could run on them.

Even though Mo Wuji had never been to the Pill Pagoda before, he knew that every bridge on this stream led to a peak grade pill refiner's residence.

A white-bearded old man was holding a fishing rod and sitting on a rock by the side of the deep stream. His fishing rod was reaching into the abyss, as if he was fishing in the abyss. However, Mo Wuji did not see any fishing line in front of the rod, much less a fishing hook. In fact, even if there were these, this deep stream was not a fish pond. What kind of fish could he catch?

"Senior, I would like to pay a visit to Granny Linglong. May I ask which bridge leads to Granny Linglong's residence?" Mo Wuji bowed and asked.

The white bearded old man's gaze swept across Mo Wuji's body, and he said with much difficulty, "If you can't see, then you are."

After saying that, he turned his attention back to the crevice. Thereafter, no matter how Mo Wuji asked, he did not say a single word.

Helpless, Mo Wuji could only stand by the side and wait.

After an unknown period of time, the old man suddenly lifted the fishing rod in his hand. Mo Wuji was shocked to find that the old man had actually hooked up a fish. The color of the fish was translucent, just like a silverfish.

The old man excitedly placed the transparent fish into a wooden barrel that he had prepared beforehand. Mo Wuji could only roughly see the fish's appearance before the old man closed the barrel.

How could he catch fish without a fishing line? Moreover, this deep stream seemed to be unfathomably deep, so where did the fish come from? Two impossible questions had become the truth.

Mo Wuji could not hold it in any longer as he used his spiritual will to scan the area in front of the old man's fishing rod. Then he saw that it was not that there was no fishing line in front of the fishing rod, but that there was a fishing line that he could not see with the naked eye.

Mo Wuji suddenly thought of the old man's words of 'what you can't see is', and he immediately had an idea. His spiritual will swept towards the deep stream. After a dozen breaths, he found a bridge that could not be seen with the naked eye, but could be detected with his Spiritual Force.

Although this bridge was pulled by a chain, the chain was not thin. Not only was it not thin, it was as thick as an adult's thumb. The reason why Mo Wuji didn't notice it previously was because the chains were colorless and had completely melded into the space within the crevice.

No wonder the white-haired old man said that he couldn't see it. He really couldn't see it with his naked eye.

At almost the same instant that Mo Wuji used his spiritual will, the white-haired old man suddenly lifted his head and stared at Mo Wuji's back for a while.

"Thank you, Senior." By the time Mo Wuji turned back to thank the white haired old man, the white haired old man was already looking down at his wooden bucket.

Mo Wuji knew that the other party would not speak, so after thanking him, he immediately stepped onto the invisible chain bridge.

Although the wind was strong in the deep ravine, and the chain bridge was shaky, To Mo Wuji, who was already at Channel Opening Stage Level 10, it was not difficult at all.

However, this bridge seemed to be very long. Mo Wuji walked for close to half an hour before he reached the other side.

On the other side of the chain bridge was a hexagonal pavilion. It looked like a pavilion used in ancient times to send people off.

After passing through the pavilion, there were rows of green stone steps. These green stone steps were very smooth, and they led to a majestic hall.

Mo Wuji followed the green stone steps to the outside of the hall, and once again saw a familiar person. It was the red robed female cultivator who brought him to see Granny Linglong.

"Senior apprentice sister, I would like to see Yan 'Er …" Mo Wuji bowed and said politely.

"Please follow me." The red robed female cultivator did not even ask Mo Wuji any questions, nor did she mention anything about reporting to Granny Linglong. She directly brought Mo Wuji around the hall, and arrived at a small loft surrounded by all sorts of spiritual herbs.

Mo Wuji had studied array dao before, and when he saw that the loft was surrounded by spiritual energy, he knew that it was surrounded by a high grade spirit gathering array. Cultivating in this loft was more than a hundred times better than cultivating in his District D.

"Greetings senior apprentice sister." The moment Mo Wuji arrived at the small loft, he recognised the young girl who was watering the spiritual herbs. She was one of the twins who stayed by Granny Linglong's side.

"Pill Master Mo, are you here to see Yan 'Er?" The young girl stopped watering the flowers, and asked softly.

Mo Wuji hurriedly said, "Yes, may I trouble senior apprentice sister to help me inform her."

The young girl hesitated slightly, and Mo Wuji could tell, "May I ask, is there any inconvenience?"

The young girl bit her lips, and said, "There's no inconvenience. It's because Granny just healed Yan 'Er's spirit channels, and now Yan' Er is in closed door cultivation. If Pill Master Mo must see her, I will immediately help you inform her. "

"Yan 'Er's spirit channels have been healed?" Mo Wuji asked in surprise.

The young girl nodded, "Yes, Yan 'Er's spiritual roots are very high, and now is the crucial period of her cultivation. If Pill Master Mo comes in another three months, she would definitely pass this period. Of course, Granny also instructed us that as long as Pill Master Mo comes, you can see Yan 'Er anytime … "

"That's good, that's good …" Mo Wuji murmured a few times, and he felt the corners of his eyes moisten. Yan 'Er had suffered for so long, and now she finally had a new lease on life. At this moment, Mo Wuji only had deep gratitude towards Granny Linglong, gratitude towards her for saving Yan 'Er. As for whether Yan 'Er knew him, that was secondary. As long as Yan 'Er was fine, it was not important whether she knew him or not.

"There's no need, it's better not to disturb Yan 'Er's closed door cultivation. I'm leaving, I'll come back to see Yan 'Er in the future … "Mo Wuji replied, and stared at the small house for a long time, before slowly turning around and walking away. He even had a premonition that when he returned, he and Yan 'Er would already be strangers.

Only when Mo Wuji's figure disappeared, the other twin girl walked down from the house. She looked in the direction that Mo Wuji disappeared, and sighed, "Danqi, aren't you a little too much? Granny instructed us to let Pill Master Mo meet Yan 'Er the moment he comes. She also instructed us to let Pill Master Mo and Yan 'Er meet more often. "

The girl called Danqi bit her lips and said, "Danxiang, Yan 'Er is currently at a crucial point in her cultivation. Granny is soft-hearted, but I'm really worried that if Yan' Er sees him, all of Granny's previous efforts would go to waste. Do you remember how much effort granny put in to save Yan 'Er? Even her cultivation level had regressed greatly. "

Danxiang went silent. Danqi was right, if Yan 'Er's old illness relapsed, and granny saved her once more, granny's elemental energy would be greatly damaged, and it would be hard for her to recover.

"Ai, I'm worried that Yan 'Er's aptitude is too high, and the next time Pill Master Mo sees her, she might have successfully built her spirit," Danxiang sighed and said.

Danqi lowered her head, not saying a word. Danxiang's worry was not a possibility, but a certainty. She was sure that the next time Mo Wuji came, Yan 'Er would have successfully built her spirit. The moment Yan 'Er successfully built her spirit, all of her memories would disappear, and in her eyes, Mo Wuji would be a complete stranger.

It wasn't that she didn't want to help Mo Wuji, but granny really couldn't save Yan 'Er again.



By the time Mo Wuji returned, the white haired old man had already disappeared. Mo Wuji's mood was low, and he didn't care where the white haired old man went, or what fish he was fishing for.

He didn't even have the mood to return to the outer sect mountain, and went straight to the Scripture Depository.

There were two reasons for coming to the Scripture Depository, one was to open his elemental storage channel, and the other was to build his spirit.

The Heaven Seeking Palace's Scripture Depository had a total of five levels. Mo Wuji came to the entrance of the Scripture Depository, and presented his outer disciple jade token, asking, "May I ask how many spirit stones do I need to read some cultivation scriptures per day?"

The person in charge of the Scripture Depository was a man who looked rather unkind. This man glanced at Mo Wuji, and said coldly, "The Scripture Depository doesn't accept spirit stones, only sect contribution points. The first level is 100 contribution points per day, the second level is 300 contribution points per day, the third level is 1000 contribution points per day … "

"Then what about the fourth and fifth level?" Mo Wuji hurried to ask.

The man continued coldly, "Outer disciples of the fourth and fifth level do not have the qualifications."

Mo Wuji left the Scripture Depository in disappointment, he had no choice but to do the sect missions now. If he didn't do the sect missions, he wouldn't have the sect contribution points, and without contribution points, he naturally wouldn't have the qualifications to enter the Scripture Depository.

All the sects had one thing in common, and that was the Task Hall. Even though the Heaven Seeking Palace stood above all the other sects, and was considered a comprehensive academy. In reality, the management here was equivalent to that of a sect.

If Mo Wuji wanted contribution points, he had to go to the Task Hall to accept the points missions.

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