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Ye Qin left the Qingdan Library, felt heavy in his heart, and slowly walked to the beast hall, preparing to rent a bird and return to Qingquan Mountain. Then, during this period, he focused on collecting the spiritual herbs needed to refine the foundation-building pill.

He just took a rough look at the formula and refining the spiritual herbs needed to make the foundation-building pill.

To refine one, it actually requires nearly a hundred kinds of spiritual herbs.

It is not clear whether I can gather these spiritual herbs and whether my current alchemy can refine this foundation-building pill. However, things always have to be done step by step, first find all the spiritual herbs you can find, and then prepare for the next step of alchemy.

The longer the age, the higher the grade, the higher the grade. Only in the private medicine gardens of the uncle and uncle who were in the foundation-building stage can it be found. In addition, there are many medicine gardens in Qingdanmen, and there are a large amount of spiritual medicine gardens. Large medicine gardens like Qingdanmen are not large, and they are all in the Qingdan Mountains where the spiritual energy is most abundant.

"White Spirit Fruit requires three hundred years. Yellow Spirit Ginseng takes seven hundred years. Seven-leaf lotus seeds require three hundred years... The nearly a hundred kinds of spiritual medicinal materials in this recipe all have such high requirements. Apart from the great immortal sect, no one can get a piece of this.

Even the great immortal cultivators and clans in various countries are the same. They may have some financial resources, but they lack the heavenly spiritual treasure land for large-scale planting of spiritual herbs. And even if they have collected a few pairs of alchemy materials, they are only refining a few particles, and there is also the risk of refining failure. The foundation-building pill is a high-level spiritual pill. The high failure rate of the advanced spiritual pill is a recognized thing in the world of immortal cultivation."

Even if Qingdan Sect can plant these medicinal materials on a large scale at the seven main peaks of this sect, it is still restricted by the fact that the Tianling Treasure Land is not big enough. The most wise alchemy master who uses this sect's alchemy technique can only refine 300 pills every three years. This is the ultimate output and it is impossible to have more.

"Go to the General Affairs Office to take care of the errands and take care of the uncles and uncles. Then dig them out and plant a few more plants in the purple mansion..."

Ye Qin shook his head and immediately rejected the idea.

It’s not that he is afraid of these uncles and uncles, but that this method is too cumbersome and time-consuming.

He thought of an easier way - to buy elixir seeds directly.

These medicinal herbs that are often over three or four hundred years old and have a strong spiritual medicinal material are rarely sold, but it is much easier to obtain their seeds. Their seeds do not take so long to obtain them.

If you really can't find the seeds, consider doing this chore to take care of the fields and the gardens.

There are seven main peaks in the Qingdan Mountains, each with a small market. Many disciples will sell seeds. If you look carefully, you should be able to get most of them.

When Ye Qin thought of this, he paused and turned around and went straight to the small market in Qingdan Peak. He first visited the small market in Qingdan Mountain before talking about it. He came to a pavilion where disciples of Qi Refining Stage liked to gather in Qingdan Mountain.

He was suddenly stunned. He saw noisy and noisy sounds coming from the spacious pavilion. Many green-shirt disciples loosely formed a large circle, either excited or indifferently paying attention to the people in the center of the hall.

In the middle of the lobby on the first floor, there were seven or eight blue-shirt disciples divided into two groups of people, surrounding a table and making noises.

"I want this jar of flower brewed by this junior sister." A young boy, with a thin face like a monkey, smiled and said to a female disciple with an ordinary appearance in the middle.

There was a jar of unopened spiritual wine on the table of the female disciple - this wine is naturally not ordinary wine, but spiritual wine that restores magic power, otherwise it would not have attracted the attention of so many disciples.

"Hmph, why do you want it if you want it? I will first like this jar of spiritual wine!" A young blue-clothed disciple shouted angrily on the opposite side.

"No, I'm better than you with my magic! Why, I'm not convinced? I'm not convinced, let's fight. I, Zhao Qiankun, have been fucking you, a little boy for three consecutive years. I don't mind knocking you down again this year! Last time, if my father hadn't stopped you, I would have beaten you for half a year and wouldn't have been out of bed."

The young boy, who looked like a thin monkey, shouted proudly.

The young disciple with beautiful eyebrows suddenly turned red and his body was trembling with anger. An arrogant young man next to him pressed his shoulder and sneered: "Zhao Qiankun, what's the ability to bully Zou Yu? Do you dare to compete with me!"

The young man who saw the arrogant young man frowned immediately, "Hmph, the surname Xiao, you are a little capable, but don't forget that your father is now working under my father. Be careful that I can't help you."

The arrogant young disciple said coldly: "So what, we have to settle this jar of spiritual wine! If you don't agree, we will have a fight. Four to three to see who can take this spiritual wine away!"

On their side, in addition to the handsome young man and the arrogant young man, there is also a middle-aged couple, who are all cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refining Stage.

On the other hand, there are only three blue-clothed disciples, but their strength cannot be underestimated at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

The thin monkey young man became suspicious. If he usually fought for it, Zou Yu and the Xiao surnamed would not compete with him. What's wrong with this today? He had to fight with him like gunpowder. Could it be that there is something in this jar of spiritual wine? He was suspicious in this life and was even more unwilling to give up the spiritual wine.

......

Ye Qin came into the hall and looked at the two groups of people in the center of the hall, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He had seen the four blue-clothed disciples at Qingquan Peak not long ago. He heard them talk about a dangerous task, but he didn't expect that he would meet again in Qingdan Peak in less than half a day.

What puzzled him was that they came to Qingdan Mountain from afar to buy spiritual wine for?

Ye Qin knows a little about this hundred flower brew. "Hundred Flower Brew" collects hundreds of spiritual flowers and brews it for 30 years to brew it. It is not easy to pick these hundred spiritual flowers, after all, spiritual flowers will not bloom at will. Even if they bloom, they are generally used to make seeds, not to be used to make wine.

Most of the disciples of Qingdan Sect learn alchemy. Few disciples choose to learn winemaking. After all, winemaking is not of any benefit to improving their cultivation. Such a jar of Hundred Flowers is rare in Qingdan Sect, and it can be regarded as a precious item.

Among the green-shirt disciples around the hall, some of them were surprised and whispered, "This Zou Yu is the disciple of Deputy Master Zheng. Who is that thin man? How dare you compete with Zou Yu for that jar of spiritual wine?"

A person next to him immediately snorted coldly: "You're ignorant. Deputy Master Zheng has many disciples, at least a dozen, so who is Zou Yu? Now he is confronted by him, but Zhao Qiankun, the elder of the third elder of Qingdan Sect, has no worse status than Zou Yu."

"These blue-clothed disciples have deep backgrounds, either the elder's son or the deputy sect leader's disciples. They usually look down on the sky, but no one looks down on anyone. Unlike our blue-clothed disciples, who are from the Immortal Cultivation Family, they can't even lift their faces here."

The brother who spoke, said sourly. He was probably a monk from an ordinary immortal cultivation family in a certain country. Although he was very arrogant, he had no choice but to compare with the senior children of the Qingdan Sect, and he could only envy him.

There are many disciples from all peaks here, most of them are watching the fun and even making excuses, fearing that they will not be in chaos.

Those monks who were born in a casual cultivator were not qualified to participate in this kind of struggle, so they could only occasionally sneer. "They compete for theirs, let's watch the fun!" "I'm really full and I'm going to fight for a jar of spiritual wine. Is there no small contest this year? Is it worth it?"

......

"Just fight, whoever is afraid of whom!"

"boom!"

A big fireball collided with a wind blade, and the flame exploded.

The green-clothed disciples who were watching the fun nearby all added protective covers to themselves and dodged in panic. However, they did not expect that these two groups of blue-clothed disciples would fight as soon as they said they could, without regard for the fact that this place was a pavilion, and there were many disciples nearby.

After just a while, the seven disciples in blue had already started to catch each other and took out their spiritual weapons. While releasing spells, they used the spiritual weapons to fight each other. Fireballs, wind blades, and water arrows flew around.

The advanced cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining Stage takes action, and his power is extraordinary.

Ye Qin also hurriedly decided to put a protective cover on himself, and followed the disciples of the green shirt and flew out of the building. When he looked back, he was a little stunned. These disciples of the blue shirt were too arrogant. They almost smashed the floor of the tables, chairs and floors, and almost demolished the entire building. Although it was just a pavilion made of ordinary wood, there was no need to ruin it like this.

Ye Qin secretly wrinkled every day. When they made a fuss, his plan to buy spiritual herb seeds here was ruined. It seemed that he could only go to other peaks to take a look.

The seven disciples in blue flew out of the pavilion, came to the flat ground outside, and fought hard. Soon, the young man in the thin monkey couldn't hold on and was slashed on the body guard several times and fell backwards. After all, they were missing one person and suffered a great loss.

"If you have the surname Zou, don't bully people too much. What's the skill of fighting four or three? You have a kind of fighting alone!"

The thin monkey screamed in anger.

Just when they were about to hold on, several sharp sword lights suddenly broke through the air in the distance. A handsome and upright young disciple fell down from a flying sword. Following him, there were two or three men and women in blue who also came with swords.

Ye Qin was surprised that these Qi Refining disciples used magic weapons, not common spiritual weapons! The magic weapons were all refined by the uncle of the Jindan stage master. In addition to the foundation-building cultivators in the Qingdan Sect, it is extremely rare for those who have magic weapons among Qi Refining disciples.

The disciples of Qingshan couldn't help but exclaim, "Senior Brother is here!" "The son of the leader Wu, this fight may not be able to fight. Among the senior members of the Qingdan Sect, who can compare with the son of the leader!"

The majestic young disciple, when he saw such a chaotic fight scene, immediately shouted angrily: "Stop, what kind of demeanor!" His words were indeed not ordinary useful.

The three people on the side of the Skinny Monkey, including Zou Yu, Xiao Tian, ​​the middle-aged couple and others, heard the angry shout of the young disciple, hurriedly took away the spiritual weapon, stopped fighting, and bowed to show their salute.

"I've seen the eldest brother!"

"Senior Brother, you must be fair to me for me!"

The thin monkey was overjoyed when he saw the young man who was carrying the sword and hurriedly complained, "Junior brother, I fell in love with a jar of spiritual wine and wanted to buy it. But they just inserted a stick and wanted to steal my spiritual wine."
Chapter completed!