Forced to copy books and learn secretly, I became the favorite of the immortal world

Chapter 17 Making Money with New Business

[Shift your body's center of gravity slightly to the left, and relax your wrist when swinging the sword]" The system in the sea of ​​consciousness was still adjusting Mo Anyi's sword moves based on the precise calculations of big data.

Mo An also heard it, and without any hesitation, he quickly adjusted his posture and swung the magic sword in his hand fiercely, accurately blocking a sword light that was rushing from the side.

[Ten o'clock, watch your steps.]" The system's voice continued to ring in Mo Anyi's mind.

"Understood!" Mo Anyi displayed his sword skills, his body like a nimble flying swallow, moving flexibly and freely among the dense and intertwined sword energy.

The system not only accurately pointed out the problems in Mo Anyi's sword moves, but also displayed the flaws in Ling Sheng's sword moves on the screen, and cleverly combined a set of combined sword techniques suitable for both of them.

Therefore, Mo Anyi, who was almost exhausted, had to distract himself and point out the problems in Ling Sheng's sword moves from time to time. They worked hard to hone the new sword techniques given by big data. The two of them were like tireless fighting machines, waving their spirit swords non-stop, one sword after another, and fiercely fighting with the endless sword light in the sword formation.

They couldn't stop, they couldn't stop at all. If they were a little slower, the sword energy would cut their skin. The clothes they were wearing were like beggars, hanging on their bodies in tatters.

When both of them felt that they were about to be tortured to death by the sword formation, the spirit stones in the formation finally ran out of energy and all the attacks came to an abrupt halt.

In an instant, everything returned to silence, with only their heavy breathing echoing in the silent space.

The two people who lay down in the formation were so tired that they didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Ling Sheng's mentality was a little broken. It was true that he liked to fight, but not to fight so desperately. At this moment, he missed his third sister so much. Who would take care of this naughty child?

"Ka~ka~"

What's that sound? The two people lying on the ground quickly sat up.

The two of them looked at each other at the same time, and then looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that the spiritual sword used by Mo Anyi was cracked from the hilt.
Then it broke into pieces.
"Mo Anyi's sword cost me ten mid-grade spirit stones, which is all my savings." Ling Sheng was so angry when he saw the broken sword that he was so angry that his eyes bulged out. His spirit stones, his savings. The little junior sister is really a money-eating beast.

Amid Ling Sheng's shouting and cursing, Mo Anyi ran out of the yard with her head in her hands. She didn't know why the magic sword broke.

[System, do you know the reason?]

[Host, no data is available to show the reason why the spirit sword was damaged]

If there is no chance, then there is no chance, Mo Anyi thought very simply.

The third senior sister went into seclusion to achieve the golden elixir stage, and the fourth senior brother was still angry about the destruction of his spiritual sword, and he had been hiding in the sword formation to practice swordplay these past few days.

Mo Anyi returned to the days of practicing alone. He would go to the library to recharge during the day, go to Chengxuetang for classes, and return to the courtyard to practice at night.

I have to say that he really worked hard. Today, it was the turn of Elder Zuo from Wanyao Peak to teach in Chengxuetang. Unfortunately, apart from Mo Anyi who came to class on time every day to recharge, there were only a few disciples listening.

"Fourth Senior Brother, why are there so few people in the alchemy class?" Mo Anyi, who was taking the class for free, was whispering to Ling Sheng while holding the sect's communication jade token in his hand. After disassembling and assembling the communication jade slip countless times, Mo Anyi finally turned the simple single-line communication jade slip into a wireless call jade slip, and also made a text message sending function. It's a pity that his cultivation is too low now, and he can't conquer the formation above the Xuan level, otherwise it would be better to make a group chat function.

"Refine the elixir and consume spirit stones." Ling Sheng, who was still being rubbed in the sword formation, took the time to reply to a text message.

I understand. The sect is poor, so except for the direct disciples, most of the other inner sects will choose swordsmanship as the main course, which is convenient for fighting and easy to grab resources. The other professional courses can only be used as secondary courses. Especially for alchemists, if you want to achieve something, you need to have a lot of pills and countless trials. No wonder her sect mission is to plant spiritual herbs. The sect is too short of them. Although making talismans and refining equipment are expensive, at least there are some advantages in combat, so people will still learn it.

"Fourth Senior Brother, what is the current market price of elixirs?"

"As for the pills, let's put it this way. If our sect had a few more earth-level alchemists who could make a few batches of pills every day, our Kunwu Sect would be able to walk sideways in the immortal cultivation stage."

"Forget it, what's the point of saying this? In our sect, only Uncle Chu from Wanyao Peak is a high-level earth-level master. Master still owes people a lot of spiritual stones, and it will take a hundred years to pay them back." Ling Sheng finally came out of the sword formation and lay limp on the ground. His body was covered with various scars of varying sizes. This little sister's sword formation was too brutal, and he almost couldn't get out. He was in urgent need of a rejuvenation pill, but unfortunately he was too poor to have one...

Mo Anyi??? How can an alchemist make so much money?
You must learn, and learn as much as you can. The most lacking thing in scientific research is funding, so you should learn whatever makes money.

Elder Zuo, who was lecturing casually, was startled by Mo Anyi's eager eyes.

If a student with better talent had such a thirst for knowledge, he would definitely teach him everything he knew. Why would you, a person with five spiritual roots, be so eager to learn? Nowadays, the inner disciples with better talent and talent are at most Xuan-grade intermediate alchemists. Alchemists are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, Xuan, and yellow, and each level is divided into nine grades. One to three grades are low-grade, four to six are middle-grade, and seven to nine are high-grade.

What Elder Zuo talked about today was the Rejuvenation Pill, the most commonly used healing pill in the Qi training stage and the foundation building stage. The refining of pills in the immortal cultivation world is complicated. Even this most basic Rejuvenation Pill requires more than thirty kinds of spiritual herbs, and the refining seals are also very complicated. Elder Zuo repeated the teaching of the pill seals several times, and most of the disciples below frowned, obviously they had not learned it.

"Go back and practice the rejuvenation pills you learned today."

Not to mention that the career of alchemist is difficult to develop. Even the basic learning of elixir making requires ordinary people to digest for several months before they can skillfully make the elixir seal. The control of spiritual energy during refining is even more difficult. Even if one succeeds in making the elixir, the success rate is only about 10%.

Seeing Elder Zuo leaving Chengxuetang, Mo Anyi followed him out and rushed to Ling Sheng's yard. "Fourth Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, where can I buy some cheap spiritual herbs? I want to make pills."

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What do you think? It's a show.

Have you finished learning the sword formation? Have you finished learning the talisman making that Third Senior Sister asked you to do?
You have neither spiritual herbs nor an alchemy furnace. Is the spiritual energy and consciousness at the fifth level of Qi training enough for you to use?

"No," she answered unhappily, thinking it was just a child's sudden curiosity, so she ignored her.

Mo Anyi suddenly remembered that she used to live in Lingyao Village, where there was a small market. It would be better to rely on herself than on her senior brother.