The more information he obtained, the more Qin Lang realized that he did not understand this world.
This was because this world was too huge. It was impossible to understand this world with his previous worldview, and he could not pry into its mysteries.
As for finding clues, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
However, Qin Lang was prepared for the difficulties he was currently facing, and he had already found a rough solution.
Although this world was very vast and the number of people was abnormally large, in Qin Lang's opinion, there were definitely not many cultivation forces that could use and control the passage to Earth. This gave Qin Lang a rough target.
If he had not been separated from Liang Bei, Qin Lang might have been able to get information from some extraterrestrial demons, but now he could only rely on himself to find clues. This was something that Qin Lang did not expect.
However, it was not a solution to go around blindly. If he wanted to be well-informed, he had to have a wide network. As long as one was in the upper echelons, they would have a wider range of information channels. This was something that was beyond doubt.
However, Qin Lang had just arrived. He did not have a background, nor did he have the strength to deter the entire cultivation world. Therefore, it was not easy for him to be in the upper echelons of this world.
It was not that he did not have a way.
When Qin Lang held the elixir given to him by the Wind Chime Valley, Qin Lang had an idea.
"Boss, are you going to refine elixirs?" The Young Monk Dan Ling seemed to have seen through Qin Lang's thoughts.
"Yes, I have to refine elixirs. If I want to become a person above others, I have to start by becoming an alchemist." Although Qin Lang had other ways, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it would be faster to become an alchemist.
Therefore, the next morning, Qin Lang began to take action.
Although Qin Lang was saved by Feng Qingyue, Feng Qingyue didn't give any special instructions, so Qin Lang didn't receive any special care. Even the people in Windchime Valley seemed to have forgotten that there was a guest like Qin Lang. It couldn't be helped. A person's sense of existence was directly proportional to their status and strength. If you had earth-shattering strength or were an expert of a super sect, you would naturally be able to enjoy the treatment of being the moon surrounded by the stars. On the other hand, you would only be able to enjoy the treatment of being flattered.
It didn't matter if he didn't have a sense of existence, he could create a sense of existence. Although no one sent breakfast or asked him to eat breakfast, Qin Lang didn't need to eat anything. After he woke up, he began to refine pills inside.
Qin Lang had no intention of showing off. He was only refining a middle-grade spirit pill — the Beast Soul Pill.
With Qin Lang's current realm and alchemy skills, refining a middle-grade spirit pill was naturally very easy. In reality, even if Qin Lang closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to refine the Beast Soul Pill easily. However, Qin Lang was very careful this time because he needed to rely on this furnace of Beast Soul Pills to make his sense of existence.
The refining process was quite smooth, and the Beast Soul Pills that were refined could be said to be very perfect. Every pill was quite perfect, and there were a total of 13 pills in this furnace.
Open the furnace, out of the pills!
Let's go!
After the pills were out of the furnace, Qin Lang left a furnace of pills and left very straightforwardly.
Because Qin Lang wasn't even at the Foundation Establishment stage, no one in Wind Chime Valley took him seriously. Naturally, they wouldn't suspect that he was a spy from other sects because he wasn't even qualified to be a spy.
After leaving Wind Chime Valley, Qin Lang didn't know where to go. Anyway, the world was big, and it seemed to be the same to Qin Lang. Moreover, according to his plan, the people of Wind Chime Valley wouldn't let him go easily unless they were really blind.
As expected, not long after Qin Lang left, someone seemed to smell the fragrance of pills and found the room where Qin Lang was. Then, he saw the spirit pills that Qin Lang had left on the table and was about to put them into his arms in joy. However, he heard a dignified shout, "Put down these pills!"
The person's body trembled and he quickly prostrated on the ground. "I didn't mean to covet the spirit pills. Please calm down, Uncle-Master!"
"I know you didn't mean to covet them. Otherwise, you wouldn't be alive right now." The man let out a cold harrumph. The thirteen pills immediately flew up and landed in his hand. In an instant, his expression became extremely serious. "Eh? As expected, they're freshly made pills. Although they're only middle-grade spirit pills, the quality is first-class. Moreover, a total of thirteen pills were refined — tell me! Who is the person who refined this pill? "
"I don't know … Oh, I heard that it was an outsider who was temporarily placed here. It was Uncle-Master Qing Yue who brought him back." That person's back was drenched in cold sweat, and he hurriedly spat out all the information he knew. In this person's eyes, Golden Core stage cultivators were as great as the heavens and the earth. He didn't dare to offend this Golden Core stage Martial Uncle, because if he wanted to kill him, he wouldn't even need a reason.
"Qing Yue … Hmm?" The old man snorted and his figure immediately disappeared.
A moment later, Feng Qingyue was called to the sect's meeting hall. Other than the Golden Core Stage cultivator from before, there were three other Golden Core Stage cultivators. One of the four said to Feng Qingyue, "Martial Nephew Qingyue, quickly tell us about the situation of the Dao friend you met yesterday."
Feng Qingyue saw that the four of them had serious expressions so he quickly told them the truth.
"Oh … You said he was heavily injured? But how did he recover in one night? "One of the Golden Core cultivators asked in surprise.
"Sect Leader, I don't know the situation either. However, his injuries yesterday were indeed very serious. I estimate that even if he could recover, he would need at least ten days to half a month or even longer. Unless …"
"Unless he had a healing spirit pill!" Another person continued Feng Qingyue's words. "It seems that this person is really an alchemist. Moreover, his alchemy skills are quite high. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to refine thirteen pills of such high quality. However, he must have left these pills behind because he wants to form a good relationship with our Wind Chime Valley. How about this, the four of us will go in four different directions. We must catch up to this person! Qing Yue, you stay in the valley and wait for our news. However, once you see this cultivator, you must not neglect him! "
Feng Qingyue hurriedly nodded. She also knew how important an alchemist was. In this world, gold and silver were worthless. Everything was measured by pills. Therefore, if a sect had an Alchemist, its value would immediately increase by several folds.
The higher the grade of the alchemist, the more valuable he would be.
Qin Lang walked on foot. He was already tens of kilometers away from Wind Chime Valley. Along the way, he picked some decent medicinal herbs which were used as supplementary ingredients for alchemy. Because the medicinal herbs in this world had been purified by the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth, their medicinal properties were quite good. This was something that Earth could not compare to.
"Cultivator, please wait!"
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