Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

At present, the Alchemy Hall is temporarily managed by Lu Huaiyuan, a second-level alchemist of the Venerable Grade, and Bian Che, another first-level alchemist of the Venerable Grade, is responsible for the preparation of elixirs. Everyone has a clear division of labor, and currently everything is in order. The Alchemy Hall is well managed by them.

At this moment, the alchemy hall was very quiet. Fu Ling'er walked in and saw no one.

Huh? So busy, where are all the people? She knew that Master Lu had gone to the auction house and hadn't come back, so where were the others?

Then his spiritual consciousness spread out and spread throughout the entire Dan Hall.

It turned out that everyone was gathered in the corridor outside the alchemy room on the second floor. Xuan Zhiyuan and his two apprentices were sitting on a bench at the door, waiting anxiously. On the other side, three errand disciples were gathered together, talking about something.

Bian Che was refining the elixir inside, and it was obvious that they were discussing Master Bian.

Fu Ling'er wondered what kind of elixir they were refining that made them all gather outside and wait. She also walked over to find out what was going on.

"Hey, do you think Master Bian can succeed this time? He hasn't come out for a whole day and a night, what should we do?" said the menial disciple Chi Tang.

"I think I can succeed. This is the sixth time I have failed throughout the day. This is the seventh time. If I don't succeed again, Master Bian will probably run out of energy," said Li Yue, a chores disciple. Although he was worried, he had some confidence in Master Bian. Master Bian was always kind to others and spoke softly. He hoped that he could succeed this time.

"I think it's pretty bad. Master Bian is too anxious. There's no need for him to reach the second level right now. He can prepare more. If he overdraws his mental strength, it might hurt his foundation. Alas!" The errand disciple Wu Jin shook his head and looked worriedly into the alchemy room.

He actually somewhat disagreed with Master Bian's current breakthrough to the second level. He felt that Master Xuan might have been stimulated by Master Lu's upcoming promotion to the third level, so he was eager to break through to the second level. In fact, there was no need, really.

It is already very, very impressive to be able to advance to the supreme level of alchemist. There is no need to push yourself too hard.

"What are you talking about?" Fu Ling'er's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

The three disciples were immediately startled, then turned around abruptly. Seeing that it was the deputy hall master, they were immediately frightened and stood still, stiffly, not daring to move.

Xuan Zhiyuan and his two disciples came over immediately.

"Greetings, Deputy Palace Master. Greetings," Xuan Zhiyuan bowed respectfully to Fu Ling'er. The five people behind him came to their senses and immediately followed suit and bowed and greeted.

"Greetings, Deputy Palace Master,"

"Well, relax, I don't mean to blame you. I'm asking what you are all doing here? I just heard you talking about Master Bian refining the elixir. What's the specific situation, Master Xuan, please tell me," Fu Ling'er waved her hand, motioning them to sit down and talk.

"Reporting to the deputy hall master, the master inside is trying to reach the second level of the master, but he has been refining pills for a whole day and night. So far, he has failed six times and is trying to refine the seventh time.

We were worried that he was too eager to succeed and might damage his foundation, so we were all waiting outside. We wanted to go in and tell him to stop, but we were afraid that disturbing him might cause him to go crazy, so we were all outside anxiously waiting. "

"Oh, is that true? Master Bian is going to advance to the second level so soon?"

"I'm not sure. Yesterday afternoon, Master Bian took a basket of herbs from the herb room and went into the alchemy room. I only heard from Yu Yu this morning that Master Bian was going to become a second-level master."

"Yes, Deputy Hall Master, please think of a way to stop Master Bian," Yu Yu said with a worried look on his face. Master Bian was a very kind person, and he would often give him and Zhong Shan some special lessons, answer their questions, and pass on some tips on alchemy. Although he didn't teach them seriously, the help he gave them was huge.

Therefore, neither he nor Zhong Shan wanted Master Bian to get into trouble.

"Yes, Deputy Palace Master, is there any way to help Master Bian?" Zhong Shan looked at Fu Ling'er hopefully. He knew that Fu Ling'er was a ninth-level alchemist and could be promoted to Alchemy God at any time!

That was something they could only dream of but could not reach! She must have a way.

"Yes, yes, Deputy Palace Master, Master Bian is a good man, we don't want anything to happen to him." Several errand disciples also had worried looks on their faces.

Looking at the sincere faces, Fu Ling'er felt very pleased. The first criterion for recruiting disciples in Qiankun Hall was good character, and it turned out to be useful. Such a harmonious picture was what she wanted to see.

"Okay, I'll go in and take a look. You all don't have to stay here. Just go do what you need to do." Fu Ling'er asked them to leave. It would be useless to stay here.

"Okay, okay, Deputy Palace Master, please come in," everyone made way to reveal the locked door behind them.

Under everyone's expectant gaze, Fu Ling'er pushed the door open and walked in. It opened and closed in almost the blink of an eye, and no one saw anything.

Fu Ling'er walked in. It was steaming hot inside. Bian Che didn't notice anyone coming in. He was concentrating on finishing the work. He was just a little bit away from success.

Fu Ling'er restrained her breath and quietly walked to Bian Che's side. She glanced at the remaining medicinal herbs on the table beside her. Purple Ganoderma lucidum? She immediately understood and turned to look at Bian Che's appearance.

He looked like he had just crawled out of a garbage dump, all dirty and not at all neat. His clothes, which should have been neat, were now covered in stains, making it difficult to tell their original colors.

His messy hair was like a pile of weeds ravaged by the wind, gathered at his back. He looked extremely slovenly. His face was also covered with medicine residue and dirt, and his handsome face was also black and white. Only a pair of bloodshot eyes flashed a faint light through the dirt, but it revealed a bit of fatigue.

"puff"

Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard from the furnace, followed by thick smoke with a burnt smell coming out from the edge of the furnace cover.

This is... the seventh failure?

Bian Che stared at the alchemy furnace in a daze, staring at it expressionlessly, as if he wanted to stare a hole in it, and remained silent for a long time.

"Why don't you open it and see what's inside?"

The sudden sound startled Bian Che, who turned his head sharply to look.

"Ah, Deputy... Deputy Palace Master, when... when did you come? I... I..." Bian Che was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. When the Deputy Palace Master saw him like this, he wanted to hide in the ground for a moment.

"Open it?"

"Ah? Oh, okay," Bian Che didn't care about his image anymore and hurriedly opened the stove cover. Suddenly, a thick smoke rose up, but the smell was a bit unpleasant.

"Ah, you... you are refining the second-grade Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pill of the Venerable Level?" Fu Ling'er didn't know what to say. A Venerable-level alchemist should not make such a mistake. Fu Ling'er grabbed a handful of residue and fiddled with it.