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Translator: Transn Editor: Transn Although Fan Changqing said so, he was well aware of the real reason why Ning Chongxuan was summoned. Chinese Network
In Qincang School, it was not easy for disciples to make contributions, but the battle of the Three Pools gave them a great opportunity.
Therefore, many Elders hoped that their disciples could go there and get some credit. Moreover, there was the support of the sect, so how could they not be arrogant?
But with Ning Chongxuan's arrival, the whole of the South was under the control of Qincang School overnight, and according to the situation, he could directly kill his way to the Eagle Perching Continent with the people he had at hand.
With the strength of a Grade Two Core and a Xuan Weapon, it was very likely that he could defeat them.
But the deeper they went, the stronger the strength of the demon cultivators, and the stronger the resistance. After passing the Eagle Perching Continent, it was the inner lake of the Jade Blood Pool. Originally, they could easily get a share of the credit, but they had to fight to the death. How could the Elders be willing?
Those ordinary disciples were fine, but they could not let the disciples that they had painstakingly cultivated go to die, right?
Therefore, after receiving the secret report from a few disciples, the Elders discussed and went to find a few Taoist Masters to complain. In order to appease them, they decided to send someone to replace Ning Chongxuan.
However, Ning Chongxuan had never been willing to submit to others. If they arranged for someone else, they might not be able to subdue him. Therefore, they first arranged for him to be a deacon in the Merit Courtyard and temporarily invited him back. Then, they sent Ge Shuo, a cultivator at the second tier of Core Transformation, to oversee Bamboo Island.
Fan Changqing and Zhang Yan chatted for a while. Before they parted, Fan Changqing thought in his heart, "Senior Brother Ning has been summoned back, but tomorrow Senior Brother Fang Hong will come. This person is Spiritual Master Zhu's disciple. Although I am not afraid of others coming to make things difficult for me, but now I am not the one in charge. Junior Brother Zhang will inevitably suffer a loss. So he coughed and said, intentionally or unintentionally … "The Elders in the sect said that Ge Shuo is calm and prudent, and can take on great responsibilities." Then he left without looking back.
Although the content of this sentence was not much, it clearly explained the cause and effect.
Zhang Yan secretly pondered for a moment and said, "Doesn't this mean that Senior Brother Ning is impatient and impatient, and cannot be placed in an important position?"
Since he had called Senior Brother Ning back and sent Martial Uncle Ge Shuo over to take charge of the situation, with Fan Changqing keeping such a low profile, there was no need to think too much. He knew that there was no one to take care of him for the time being. Not only that, there might even be people coming to make things difficult for him.
However, he didn't really care about this. Whether he had it or not, he still had to walk his own path. Why should he worry about it? He was only hurting his own spirit.
He let out a carefree smile and flew back to his courtyard in a streak of light.
Just as he entered the room, he suddenly sensed something. Turning around, he saw a Golden Howling Lake Sword flying in his direction.
With a wave of his hand, he took the letter and flicked his sleeve, closing the door. Then, he took out the letter and read it.
He was surprised to find that the letter actually wrote about the opening and closing method of the "Jing Luo Formation Flag" … With this method, he could freely enter and exit Bamboo Island without being trapped here.
Although there was no signature on the letter, the handwriting was sharp like a sword, and the strokes were sharp like swords. With a slight break, he knew that it was Ning Chong Xuan's handwriting.
Zhang Yan looked thoughtful. Ning Chong Xuan's previous actions actually did not make sense. He came in a hurry in the middle of the night, and it seemed that he only wanted to take down Bamboo Island. After that, instead of being "invited" back, it seemed more like he had left after accomplishing his mission.
There seemed to be some hidden meaning behind it, and giving him this incantation seemed to mean that he understood something.
However, Zhang Yan felt that the clues he knew were too little, and he couldn't make any more deductions. If he had the time to think about it, he might as well spend more time on the Carefree Technique of Real Form. At least if he learned this incantation, even if he encountered danger in the future, he would always be able to escape.
Thus, he cleared his mind of all distracting thoughts, sat down, and closed his eyes to comprehend the incantation.
When it was seven in the morning, the sound of a bell rang from the Flying Spirit Pivot Palace at the top of the mountain. This was a gathering of all the disciples.
Zhang Yan opened his eyes, put away the incantation, and flew towards the main hall.
At this moment, Ge Shuo was sitting on the main seat in the main hall. Aside from him, there was another Core Formation cultivator called Fang Hong.
This person's appearance was normal, and his nose was slightly sunken. However, his bones were thick, his back was thick, and his aura was powerful. The pressure he gave off was even stronger than Martial Uncle Ge, who was sitting on the main seat.
After Zhang Yan entered the hall, many unfamiliar disciples arrived. Adding on the people who went to attack the demon island in the southern lake last night, there were already forty-eight Mystic Light Realm disciples standing in the hall.
When all the disciples had arrived, Ge Shishu swept a few glances downwards, stroked his beard and said, "Zhu Zhu Shizhu, although the Southern Dàng Ze has been cleared, there is still the Eagle Perching Continent in front of us. From today onwards, we will attack this place. Although there are four Core Transformation Demon Cultivators on this island, I, Fang Shizhu and Fan Shizhu will be able to hold them off. The rest of the disciples will take advantage of the gap and attack fiercely. Remember the four words' attack slowly and slowly ', do not underestimate the enemy and advance rashly. After a few days, after slowly wearing down their wings, we can take this place in one go.
Everyone hurriedly agreed.
Ge Shuo seemed to have thought of something and looked towards Zhang Yan. He said in a deep voice, "Since Junior Brother Zhang is a disciple of the Dan Ding Institute's Zhou Academy, there is no need for you to go to this battle. I have a pill refining room in the hall with many ingredients. Go there and refine some pills for us."
Fang Hong, who was sitting on the side, had been silent the entire time. At this moment, he suddenly said, "Why don't we let him follow me, he will be able to make some contributions."
Ge Shuo shook his head and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, I heard that when you open your meridian, your pulse is only low-grade, and you still need to go to the demon's room to increase your cultivation. Even if you reach the Mystic Light Realm, it is only forcefully increased. It is not comparable to the Mystic Light Realm of normal disciples, and fighting is not his forte. This time, we will take a certain amount of pills from the Dan Ding Institute, and it is not inexhaustible. With him refining pills for us, we won't have to worry about not being able to make ends meet." Zhang Yan's accomplishments in the past two days were actually quite impressive among the disciples, but Ge Shuo purposely glossed over it. It was obvious that he had other plans.
Fang Hong didn't understand Ge Shuo's plans, but he could only smile and say, "Martial Uncle is right."
However, he said in his heart, "What a pity, if this Zhang Yan was under my command, I could casually send him to fight with any Daemon General. No matter how lucky he is, there would still be a time when he would fail. At that time, I could silently eliminate him and sell Senior Brother Zhuang a favor. Hehe, I'll let him roam around for a few more days, he will definitely find his mistakes."
Ge Shuo then said to Zhang Yan, "Junior Brother Zhang, if you do well, I will naturally write a mark on your book of merits. You won't feel wronged. Go!"
With a wave of his sleeve, Zhang Yan felt a surge of power surging up his body. He didn't resist, allowing this surge of power to pile him up. After leaving the Flying Hall, he circled a few times in the air and landed in a pill room.
This pill room was twenty steps in front and behind. The shelves on both sides were filled with rare medicinal ingredients. On the south side, there was a praying mat, and in the middle, there was a three-legged pill furnace that was half the height of a person. This furnace had auspicious beast cauldron handles, dragon and tiger patterns, and was overflowing with spiritual energy. With one look, one could tell that this was a rare spiritual tool for pill refining.
Just by looking at the layout of this place, Zhang Yan could tell that this Ge Shuo was definitely an expert in pill refining.
In fact, before Ge Shuo cultivated, he was a cauldron boy in a mortal Taoist temple. Later, he was accepted into the Qincang School. Although he learned the best cultivation method, pill refining was still his hobby … In his spare time, he loved to refine some pills at home.
In Qincang School, Zhou Chongju's pill refining skills were the best, so he often went there to ask for advice. But Zhou Chongju never paid attention to him. However, this time, he met Zhang Yan, Zhou Chongju's direct disciple. Ge Shuo had the purpose of observing the secrets of pill refining, so how could he bear to let Zhang Yan go to the battlefield to fight?
As for the open and secret fights between the few Spiritual Masters, he didn't take it to heart.
As Zhang Yan was observing in the hall, a spark suddenly flew out from outside and threw it into the pill furnace … With a "boom", the charcoal under the pill furnace was ignited.
Zhang Yan couldn't help but smile. It seemed that if he didn't refine some decent pills, this Senior Uncle Ge would definitely not let him leave.
That was fine. Since he could also make a contribution in the Refining Hall, and there were people who were willing to let him practice with these rare medicinal ingredients, why should he resist?
Moreover, this pill furnace was a spirit tool, so he didn't need to look after the fire. In this way, he still had a lot of time to cultivate, so why not?
It was just that this Ge Shuo should also be knowledgeable. Using the ordinary pills recorded in the Pill Manual to deal with him might not be able to enter his eyes, so he needed to take an unconventional approach.
Zhang Yan went over everything he knew a few times in his mind. After a while, a trace of a smile floated on his face, and he said, "Got it!"
He reached into his sleeve and took out the bottle of "Vitality Refining Pills" that he obtained from the Blood Soul Sect disciple.
The method of making pills needed one main ingredient as a guide, and many other ingredients as a supplement.
The main ingredient was the most important, and most of the effects of the pills would come from this ingredient. The main ingredient was usually a pill that the pill refiner had chosen beforehand and used a unique method to make. Therefore, even if others could learn the pill refinement method, they wouldn't be able to learn how to make the main ingredient.
Although Zhang Yan didn't have the main ingredient, he could use the bottle of "Vitality Refining Pills" in his hand as a substitute.
One had to know that each Vitality Refining Pill contained the essence of at least one hundred beast cultivators. If a normal cultivator didn't know the method, they would explode from the energy of the pill. Even a disciple of the Blood Soul Sect, if they were only at the Mystic Light Realm, would probably only need a few months to refine this pill.
If he used this pill as the main ingredient and made a pill according to Zhou Chongju's secret recipe, the effects would definitely be shocking.
With a plan in mind, Zhang Yan went to pick out many medicinal ingredients and put them to the side.
Because he couldn't overdo it after the fire was lit, he had to wait patiently. Only when it was suitable would he open the furnace and start to refine the pill.
About half a day later, he saw that the furnace was getting hotter and hotter, and he threw in the medicinal ingredients that he had prepared. The effects of this pill were all on the Essence Cloud Pill, so he didn't put much importance on the supplementary ingredients. As long as the effects didn't conflict, he didn't care.
Although he wasted a lot of it, it wasn't his own. Therefore, he didn't feel bad for Ge Shuo at all.
This furnace was indeed worthy of being a treasure. The moment the medicinal ingredients were thrown in, the fire started to burn fiercely.
Two hours later, Zhang Yan opened the side lid of the furnace and took out the Essence Cloud Pill. With a wave of his finger, he cut off one-fifth of the pill and threw it into the furnace. At the same time, he blew a long breath into the furnace.
Under the pressure of his spiritual energy, the flame at the bottom of the alchemy furnace was first suppressed. As he turned his hand and closed the side lid, a loud muffled sound came from within the furnace. The entire alchemy furnace seemed to shake, and the flame fiercely shot up more than half a foot high. For a moment, the fire inside the furnace was scorching hot, and it was as red as blood, as if the entire alchemy furnace was going to melt.
Zhang Yan sat on the praying mat and looked at it calmly. After a while, the fire slowly subsided, and a dense Essence Qi was produced in the furnace. For a moment, the Essence Qi was boiling, and the room was filled with a strange fragrance. Zhang Yan knew that this Essence Qi was the essence of the main ingredient and the supplementary ingredients. However, it wasn't complete yet, there was still one last crucial step.
This step was called "Unifying the Pill". It was the most important step in the entire alchemy method, and it was also a test of the alchemist's ability.
Whether the medicinal efficacy of a furnace of pills could be evenly distributed into ten pills or a hundred pills, it all depended on this step.
However, even if the medicinal efficacy was sufficient, it didn't mean that the smaller the number of pills, the greater the medicinal efficacy. This was because there was a limit to how much medicinal efficacy each pill could contain. If there was too little, it would be a waste of the ingredients, and the medicinal efficacy would be too strong.
However, if there was too much, not only would the medicinal efficacy be thin, but the medicinal efficacy of the supplementary ingredients could also be overrun, resulting in the entire furnace being wasted.
Zhang Yan didn't care so much. This Pure Vitality Pill was enough to refine ten furnaces of pills, and he had two bottles in his hands. Wasting a little was nothing.
He used all his strength to urge the Real Fire, and with a flick of his sleeve, he opened the lock on the lid of the furnace. With a "bang", the medicinal efficacy rushed out of the lid, and a mass of Essence Qi rushed out.
If he didn't seize this opportunity, it wouldn't take more than a few breaths for this Essence Qi to completely dissipate.
Zhang Yan calmly spat out a mouthful of air and wrapped it around the Essence Qi. Then, he stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion. Several streams of medicinal liquid that were as dense as pure syrup sprayed out, turning into hundreds of drops that scattered into the Essence Qi.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Zhang Yan withdrew the ball of Qi, and dozens of pills fell down like rain.
Taking the porcelain bottle that he had prepared in advance, he reached out and scooped up all the pills. It took him three or four porcelain bottles in a row to fill up. There was no need to count, Zhang Yan knew that he had condensed a total of ninety-eight pills this time, but among them, there were forty-two pills that were useless.
However, this was after all the first time he had tried it after leaving Zhou Chongju. Being able to achieve a success rate of fifty percent, Zhang Yan was already quite satisfied.
Taking a pill and sniffing it, he felt as if his brain had inhaled an abundant amount of Yuan Qi. He smiled confidently. With these bottles of pills, he wasn't afraid that Ge Shuo wouldn't give him a credit.
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