Tian Cheng Laozu's exclamation made Laozu and Tian Shan Laozu happy. The three of them carefully examined the three Spirit Forging Pills that Lu Ping had refined. After a while, Tian Feng Laozu let out a long sigh and said, "It really is a 100% Spirit Forging Pill, there is not a single loss of medicinal efficacy. Nephew Lu, how did you do it?"
Tian Cheng Laozu and Tian Shan Laozu both looked at Lu Ping, but Lu Ping replied, "Disciple refined the Spirit Forging Pill according to the recipe, there is no difference. Martial Uncle, does Master Tianlu and Martial Uncle Tianqin have any suspicions about this?"
Lu Ping threw the question back at them. Tian Shan Laozu and Tian Cheng Laozu both looked at him. Tian Feng Laozu smiled and said, "It seems that Master Tianlu and Martial Sister Tianqin have guessed correctly. This Spirit Forging Pill may have something to do with the water attribute cultivation method of your world."
When Lu Ping heard that he didn't suspect anything else, he felt as if a huge stone had been lifted from his heart. But when he heard Tian Feng Laozu's and Tianqin's guesses, Lu Ping's expression froze.
Tian Feng Laozu saw Lu Ping's expression and smiled, "What, you also thought of it? When Martial Sister Tianqin heard that you knew the Spirit Water Refining Technique, she said that you might be able to refine the Spirit Forging Pill. Master Tianlu thought that if you used the Spirit Water Refining Technique to refine the Spirit Forging Pill, you would be able to refine a complete pill. But in terms of the various preparations needed to refine the Spirit Forging Pill, it wouldn't be worth it. "
Lu Ping was originally conflicted about whether or not he should give the Spirit Forging Technique to the sect. He didn't think that Tian Feng Laozu and the others didn't suspect that Lu Ping was hiding something, but that it was because of his water attribute cultivation method. Lu Ping's conflicted thoughts disappeared and his expression brightened.
But in the eyes of Tian Feng Laozu and the others, Lu Ping also understood the reason, so he continued, "You should also know that the Spirit Forging Pill refined by the Spirit Fire Pill Furnace will have some smoke and fire aura. Master Tianlu once carefully examined the Spirit Forging Pill you brought back from Fei Ling Island, and there was indeed smoke and fire aura. This means that the Spirit Forging Pill was definitely not refined using the Spirit Water Refining Technique. However, the smoke and fire aura in the Spirit Forging Pill was extremely weak, so weak that most Alchemy Grandmasters can't do it. Therefore, Master Tianlu suspected that the person who could refine the complete Spirit Forging Pill must be someone like you, who cultivated a water attribute cultivation method, but somehow became a genius in alchemy."
"Only in this way, during the process of refining the pill, can your water attribute True Yuan offset the smoke and fire aura in the pill to the greatest extent."
Tian Feng Laozu's words caused Lu Ping to sink into deep thought. He originally thought that the Spirit Forging Pill was not effective because of the Spirit Forging Technique, but now it seemed that the Purification Technique was only one of the reasons, and the attribute of his own cultivation method was another.
And Tianlu Laozu and Tian Qin Laozu didn't suspect him, they just wanted to verify their own conjectures through him, but they didn't expect Lu Ping to have the heart of a villain.
Lu Ping smiled bitterly as he shook his head. His own alchemy skills would eventually be passed down in Zhenling, and the Spirit Forging Technique would definitely not be kept a secret by Lu Ping. However, he felt that now was not the right time. Moreover, even if Lu Ping wanted to pass down these things, he could only pass them on to his own disciples. It was impossible for him to tell the other alchemists in the Pill Pavilion.
Lu Ping suddenly remembered that there were still three Laozu's in front of him, and it was extremely inappropriate for him to be in such a daze. When he looked up, the three Laozu's had already left the cave, and the three newly refined Spirit Forging Pills had already been taken by them.
Lu Ping helplessly smiled bitterly. Tian Feng Laozu's meaning was very clear. From now on, the Sect's Spirit Forging Pills would be entrusted to him alone to refine.
Although the Spirit Forging Pill was heaven-defying, it also had many restrictions. For example, the spiritual herbs required to refine it were extremely rare, and the Ten Thousand Wonder Dew was even rarer. Moreover, it was limited to three pills, and there were also restrictions on the quality of the refined Spiritual Objects.
In the blink of an eye, two months had passed and Lu Ping had concocted another four cauldrons of Spirit Forging Pellets. Other than the cauldron he had concocted before and the cauldron he had prepared himself, Ancestor Tian Feng had also brought three cauldrons of spirit herbs and three drops of Myriad Wonder Dew from Zhen Ling Sect.
Zhen Ling Sect had prepared five cauldrons of spirit herbs for the Spirit-Forging Pellets. The first two cauldrons were used by Sky Cauldron Ancestor and Sky Zither Ancestor respectively. But when the two discovered that their Spirit-Forging Pellets were lacking in medicinal efficacy, they decisively gave up on the task. Instead, they asked Enlightened Master Tian Feng to bring the remaining three cauldrons of spirit herbs to Lu Ping.
Lu Ping had refined four batches of Spirit Forging Pills in a row. With the help of the Amethyst Royal Jelly and the Spirit Explosion Technique, he barely managed to maintain a success rate between 30% and 40%. In addition to the three Spirit Forging Pills he had refined in the first batch, he had refined a total of 17 Spirit Forging Pills. Eleven of them were given to Tian Feng Laozu and the other two, while Lu Ping kept six for himself.
The Fist Valley's space was about to reopen, and Lu Ping had used up all the spiritual herbs he had for the Spirit Forging Pills. Thus, he once again headed downstream.
In the Fist Valley's grotto-heaven, the three Ying Shan Immortal Academy Third Layer Blood Condensation Realm disciples were all injured and looked to be in a sorry state. Three fist-sized bees with purple crystal heads were flying around the three of them while buzzing.
At the feet of the three were four cultivators who were already dead. From their clothes, it was clear that they were cultivators from the Gu Family.
Clearly, the additional cultivators had gotten into a conflict with the three Ying Shan Immortal Academy cultivators, but in the end, the Ying Shan Immortal Academy disciples emerged victorious.
An Immortal Academy disciple whose head wasn't that large, but whose body was extremely fat kicked the Gu Family cultivator next to him, saying, "Pah, you even wanted to follow this old one to set up an ambush, not knowing that we already noticed you all a long time ago. However, Senior Sun, your strength has increased again, actually using just a few moves to remove that person's head!"
A cultivator who wasn't tall but was obviously the leader frowned and said, "Junior Brother Qian, stop fooling around. If it wasn't for Elder Xuan Ping's three Third Layer Blood Condensation Realm bees and the talisman given by Elder Xuan Ping, who knows how much effort it would take for us to kill these four people. Let's bury these people's corpses first. There are only a few days left before the Fist Valley's space closes. We can't fail miserably during this time and allow the other two sects' cultivators to track us using the corpses on the ground. "
Another Immortal Academy disciple, who was about eighteen or nineteen years old, collected the four people's storage pouches and laughed. "Haha, Senior Brother Sun, Senior Brother Qian, these four people really have a lot of good stuff on them. In total, there are more than three thousand stalks of five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs and seven to eight hundred thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. It seems that other than collecting the spiritual herbs themselves, these four people have probably killed and robbed quite a bit."
Junior Brother Qian, who had just stomped on the ground and created a three meter wide pit, was overjoyed. "So much? Sigh, if it wasn't for the fact that we followed Elder Xuan Ping's team's map to check a few places, the three of us might have gained more than them! "
Senior Brother Sun, who was the leader, said unhappily, "Junior Brother Qian, Junior Brother Zhou, Elder Xuan Ping's matter is more important. Even if we don't gain anything this time, we still have to complete Elder Xuan Ping's orders."
Junior Brother Qian laughed and said, "Of course, of course!"
The four of them divided the spiritual herbs and took a few mid-grade magical artifacts according to their needs. However, they suddenly heard the buzzing sound of the three demonic bees suddenly become much louder.
The three of them stared blankly for a moment, then became happy. Junior Brother Qian said, "Could it be that the demonic bees have discovered something?"
Senior Brother Sun's face also showed a trace of joy as he said, "According to the secret map that Elder Xuan Ping gave us, there should be a secret spirit herb garden here. The places that we had been to before were either wastelands or were cut off by spatial cracks. We have been searching for more than two months, but we have found very little. Now that the demonic bees are flying around, it is obvious that they have found something."
Junior Brother Zhou also said excitedly, "Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and let go of the demonic bees, then we'll follow them to find the spiritual herb garden."
The three of them followed the route the three demonic bees took, carefully avoiding several spatial cracks. Suddenly, their eyes lit up. The three of them looked at the scene in front of them, and their faces immediately became sluggish.
Junior Brother Qian raised his trembling hand and pointed in front of him. He said, "This, this, this is a 3,000-year-old spiritual herb garden?"
Senior Brother Sun immediately reacted. He could not hide the excitement on his face. He said, "What are we waiting for? Let's first release the Blood Refining Realm demonic bee swarm that Elder Xuan Ping gave us, then we'll harvest everything here. But don't forget to leave a portion of the spiritual herb seeds behind!"
In another corner of the spatial crack, Tian Yue hurriedly flew forward. This spatial crack also prohibited cultivators from flying, so all cultivators could only walk on the ground.
"Ying Shan Immortal Academy's disciple in front, stop! Where can you run to?"
A Mountain Universe Sect's Level 3 Blood Condensation Realm cultivator chased closely behind Tian Yue, while the other two cultivators flanked him from both sides. Gradually, they forced Tian Yue into a corner of a spatial crack.
Tian Yue had nowhere to run, so he turned around and faced the three cultivators in front of him. He was originally a Level 6 Blood Condensation Realm cultivator, but now that his cultivation was sealed, he was chased for hundreds of kilometers by these three. In the end, he still could not escape.
If he could survive this, he would definitely cultivate a few powerful spells and divine abilities when he returned to the Immortal Academy. Tian Yue's expression was filled with regret. He was only interested in alchemy. Although he had observed Daoist Xuan Ping practicing the sword before, he did not put all of his attention on sword techniques like Wang Qi. He only practiced occasionally when he thought of it.
Even so, if not for the few sword techniques that Lu Ping did not forget, Tian Yue would have been surrounded and killed by the three cultivators today.
"Brat, your luck is not bad. Someone actually found a 3,000-year-old spiritual herb garden in that kind of place. You don't need the three of us to teach you what to do, right?"
The leader of the group looked at the cultivator in front of him mockingly.
"Seventh Senior Brother, although this guy's strength is ordinary, his sword techniques are very strange. Be careful not to fail miserably!"
Tian Yue silently took out a mid-grade flying sword. He had already made up his mind. If he could not withstand the three cultivators' attacks, he would break the seal on his cultivation. That way, the surrounding space would not be able to withstand the pressure of a mid-stage Blood Condensation Realm cultivator, and it would collapse. He would not be able to escape death, and the three cultivators in front of him would be buried with him.
Tian Yue already knew that since Daoist Xuan Ping was so cautious in placing these secret maps, there must be a 3,000-year-old spiritual herb garden in them. Such a secret must not be known by the cultivators from the other two sects.
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