After resting for half an hour, Mo Wuji felt a little better. He stood up and wanted to find a safer place to clarify the situation.
Mo Wuji dragged the pill furnace with great difficulty for less than a kilometer before he saw a mangled corpse. He recognised this person, it was one of the seven pill refiners.
Logically, a Tier 3 Mortal Pill Refiner should be stronger than the Channel Opening Stage, but Mo Wuji still saw a pill refiner's corpse here. It could be seen that it wasn't easy for him to save his life from the malfunctioning teleportation space back then.
Mo Wuji kept the pill refiner's commonly used items. Among the items, he saw spirit stones. Mo Wuji dreamt of having those crystals filled with spiritual energy, but now he could not bring himself to do so. Following which, he found some healing pills and consumed them. Then, he dug a hole and buried the pill refiner on the spot.
A Tier 3 Mortal Pill Refiner was an illustrious existence even in a mortal empire, but now he died in such a place. This made Mo Wuji feel the frailty of life in this world.
After consuming the Tier 3 Mortal Pill Refiner's healing pills, Mo Wuji felt that his cracked bones healed quickly. He sighed in his heart. Compared to a revolutionary drug like penicillin, pills concocted by pill refiners could only be described as heaven-defying. No matter how powerful penicillin was, it still required time to recover. On the other hand, pills had immediate effects.
If anyone were to tell him that western medicine was more effective than Chinese medicine, Mo Wuji would definitely spit it in his face. Pills were concocted from herbs, so it did not matter if they originated from China. In Mo Wuji's eyes, they were all Chinese medicine.
After that, Mo Wuji did not meet a single living person, not even an ant.
Two days passed, and Mo Wuji's injuries gradually recovered. Just when he thought that this was the end of his trip to the Sword Mountain and that he would not have any more thoughts, he saw a stretch of green.
Mo Wuji practically sprinted all the way over, even ignoring the heavy weight of the pill furnace.
Ten minutes later, Mo Wuji stood in the middle of a valley filled with greenery. Only when he arrived here did he realise that Gu Ran was not lying. This place was filled with spiritual herbs.
In order to learn how to refine pills, Mo Wuji had read many introductions to spiritual herbs, so he knew a thing or two about different kinds of spiritual herbs. However, there were still many spirit herbs here that he couldn't name. This kind of vibrant appearance made him feel a kind of satisfaction and joy.
Not bad, it was full of vitality.
When Mo Wuji thought of the words' vibrant ', he suddenly thought of the place he just came from. If this place was full of vitality, then the place he had just walked through was dead.
It was the same Sword Mountain, but why was there a land full of spirit grass and a barren land without weeds?
Mo Wuji calmed himself down and realised that something was amiss.
There was something strange about the border between this lively area and the place he had just come from. The spirit grasses in the border area that was full of spirit grasses seemed to be withering.
In an instant, Mo Wuji understood what was going on. The place he was at was brimming with life because the withering had yet to reach him. With the passage of time, the spiritual grass field he was in would sooner or later become a barren land.
Even though Mo Wuji did not want the Formless Blade Sect's Sword Mountain to become a barren land, he knew that with his current status as a service disciple, there was nothing he could do. Moreover, he did not know what was waiting for him here.
Now that he had so many spiritual herbs, what he needed to do was to collect them all, then find a place to practise on how to purify them.
Large patches of spiritual herbs were collected by Mo Wuji. By evening, Mo Wuji could no longer carry them on his back. Only then did he find a natural cave in one of the valleys to rest.
After resting for a night, Mo Wuji took out the firestone that he found on the pill refiner's body and placed it under the pill furnace. Then, he started to purify the spiritual herbs.
Even though there were spiritual herbs everywhere, Mo Wuji was still very careful when purifying. He knew that spiritual herbs were very precious. If he had not entered the Sword Mountain, he would not have been so extravagant to learn how to purify spiritual herbs.
Time passed day by day. Mo Wuji treasured this opportunity very much. Every day, he purified different spiritual herbs. It took him three days to get 80% of the essence from the failed purification, and eight days to 90% from 80% to 90%.
After that, he could not progress any further. To purify more than 90% of the essence seemed to be very, very difficult.
In terms of purification, the percentage of essence one could extract from a spiritual herb represented the percentage of the spiritual herb's purity. 80% of essence meant that the purity would be 80%, 90% would be 90%.
Mo Wuji followed the purification method on the pill manual. He knew that after he purified 90%, he could not stop improving. It was not because there was a problem with his purification method, but because his cultivation level was too low. As long as his cultivation level went up, his purification of spiritual herbs could go up another level.
Even though he could only purify 90% of the essence, Mo Wuji still felt that the spiritual herbs he purified were much purer than that Pill Master Shi. In Mo Wuji's eyes, Shi Jun's purification of spiritual herbs was at most 60% to 70%.
Even though he did not know much about pill refining, he could tell that the dregs Shi Jun threw out contained too many spiritual herbs. This was simply a waste.
Not only was it a waste, the higher the purity of the spiritual herbs, the easier it was to concoct pills. Not only was it easier to concoct pills, the quality of the pills would also be higher.
Even if Shi Jun's pill refining skills improved, as long as his purification method did not improve, it would be hard for his pill refining skills to improve.
Mo Wuji knew that if he wanted to improve his purification method, it would be a long and arduous process. Hence, he decided to stop practising purification. Instead, he started to cultivate and learn pill refining. The spiritual energy here was abundant, and he did not need to worry about others noticing that he was absorbing spiritual energy too violently. To Mo Wuji, he could open all his meridians and cultivate without any worries.
His pill concoction technique was completely different from Shi Jun's pill concoction process. The pill concoction technique in this pill concoction technique was particular about pill techniques and hand techniques.
From igniting the flame to cleaning the pill furnace, to finishing the pill refining and keeping the pill, there were all sorts of hand techniques to complement each other.
Moreover, the pill techniques and hand techniques in the pill refining manual were not fixed and unchanging. Instead, they would change according to the characteristics of the pill and the spiritual herbs. This had a high requirement for the pill refiner. Some pill refiners who could not comprehend it could only copy it mechanically.
Back when Mo Wuji was researching drugs, he understood this point deeply. Anything that was fixed and unchanging did not mean that it would remain the same, but that it would always be regressing.
Just like China's ancient civilisation, how much of it had been lost in the sands of time? The reason was that it was fixed and unchanging. When a master was teaching his disciple, even if he did not hide anything, the disciple would still find it hard to surpass the master. When the disciple was teaching his disciple, it would be even more so. The pupil would surpass the master, but that was only for a small number of people. Moreover, most masters would hide something when teaching their disciple.
No matter how good something was, if it continued to retreat, it would eventually be lost in history.
Mo Wuji knew that this was a rare opportunity. Even though he did not know how he was going to get out in a month's time, he did not have the time to think about it now. Since the sect head said it was a month's time, it would definitely not be wrong.
Once he got out, he would not have such a rich cultivation environment, nor would he have such a unique pill refining environment. Therefore, Mo Wuji almost gave up on sleeping. Every day, besides concocting pills like crazy, he would cultivate like crazy. When he was tired of concocting pills, he immediately started to cultivate.
Cultivating and absorbing the spiritual energy from heaven and earth allowed him to maintain his energy with minimal sleep.
Even though there were not many pill formulas on the pill manual, Mo Wuji could see that every single one of them was very concise. Not only was it suitable for learning pill refining, it was also very useful for cultivators with low cultivation.
On the 20th day, Mo Wuji successfully concocted his first batch of Tier 1 Mortal Pills, the Energy Gathering Pill. This type of pill was for Channel Opening Stage cultivators to cultivate, and its effects were much better than the Energy Condensing Pill. On the 21st day, Mo Wuji successfully concocted the Tier 1 Mortal Pills, the Energy Replenishing Pill. This was used for cultivators to replenish their elemental energy, and to Mo Wuji, it was also very useful.
Mo Wuji was immersed in this crazy cultivation and pill refining state, and he almost forgot about the passage of time. On this day, all the meridians in his body started to vibrate, and a strong and dense energy poured down from the top of his head, permeating through his entire body. The clear and refreshing feeling woke Mo Wuji from his crazy state.
He knew that he had unknowingly stepped into Channel Opening Stage Level 3. Ever since he started cultivating, he took less than two months to step into Channel Opening Stage Level 3 with a mortal root.
This was not what made him the most satisfied. What made him satisfied was that in these less than two months, he did not spend much time cultivating, and even spent on pill refining. Now, he was a true Tier 1 Mortal Pill Refiner.
Using the wordless pill manual and the resources of the Formless Blade Mountain, he used close to a month's time to reach a height that most people could not achieve in their entire lives.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he could not concoct a Tier 2 Mortal Pill.
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