The owner of Yaowang Valley is a patient with depression

"By the way, what kind of divine punishment have you suffered?" An Ziyou asked curiously. After all, there are not many people in this world who have seen divine punishment, let alone suffered it personally and still survived.

"The disaster is gone in ashes and smoke."

An Ziyou's eyes widened in disbelief, "You mean the eighteen heavenly thunder tribulations?"

Yu Yao smiled bitterly under the mask, "You are talking about a doomed calamity, mine is a doomed calamity that will turn into ashes."

"No, you are wrong. There are forty-nine Ashes and Smoke Tribulations, and every seven are one level..." An Ziyou's jaw almost dropped to the ground when he saw Yu Yao didn't deny it. "Quick, come with me to see Master. He must be very happy. Someone can make the Heavenly Dao send down Ashes and Smoke Tribulations. He is really talented!"

Yu Yao followed An Ziyu silently and walked quickly in the Xiandan Valley. When they got here, they really had to pay a visit to the old master of the valley.

Everyone looked at him sideways. It was true that An Ziyou, who was usually serious and cold, was in such a hurry and had lost control of his expression that people were really curious. And there was also a strange woman next to him who could not see anything except her eyes, nostrils and mouth.

"Brother An..." A disciple hadn't finished speaking when An Ziyou passed by him, and then a shadowy figure also passed by him. The disciple scratched his head, somewhat confused.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at a courtyard that looked rather plain. An expert could see that there were several formations arranged inside and outside the courtyard.

An Ziyou took Yuyao into the yard. As soon as they entered the yard, they smelled the refreshing aroma of herbs and a faint indescribable fragrance. There were many processed and unprocessed medicinal materials placed in the yard.

"This is the place where my master makes elixirs. Except for me, everyone else must get his permission before entering." An Ziyou said to Yu Yao.

Yu Yao pointed at herself. It was not good for her to come in so beautifully.

But An Ziyou completely ignored Yuyao's doubts and took Yuyao directly to the small house in the yard.

An Ziyou walked to the door, knocked gently, and the door opened automatically.

"You kid, you are so brave that you actually brought people in." A strong but somewhat vicissitudes of life voice came from inside the house.

As the door opened, a strange fragrance wafted out from inside.

Yu Yao frowned, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and she pushed the door open without any hesitation.

An Ziyou had no time to stop him and hurriedly followed him in. Although his master admired Yu Yao very much, this was his precious private territory. If he happened to be refining the elixir, who knew if he would get angry and beat Yu Yao and him up.

"When the rotten cones are added to the linnan branches, they actually have such a refreshing fragrance!" Yu Yao walked to the alchemy furnace in front of her with a look of curiosity.

The old man who was about to get angry instantly regained his immortal demeanor and looked at Yu Yao: "My friend, you actually recognized that this is a rotten ball fruit!"

You should know that the rot cone and the fairy cone are almost the same in appearance, but one has a strange odor while the other has a unique fragrance. People only know the fairy cone, but no one knows the rot cone.

The rotten ball fruit is a spiritual plant, but because it has not been developed to any use, and has a rotten smell that cannot be eliminated or covered up, it has not been used as an ingredient in any kind of elixir. Over time, it has been forgotten.

But now he had completely changed the smell of rotten cones, but he didn't expect to be discovered by a young but weird-looking girl.

"As expected of a master of alchemy. He actually removed the stench of such a rotten cone. I admire you." Yu Yao's eyes were full of surprise. She hadn't been able to produce her pill because she couldn't stand the smell. She didn't expect that the valley master could solve this problem. She had studied it for a long time but couldn't find a solution.

Seeing the look in his master's eyes, An Ziyou quickly stepped forward to introduce: "Master, this is the head of the Yu clan, the alchemy master, Yu Yao."

“My friend, hearing about you is worse than meeting you in person.” The Valley Master stroked his beard.

"I wonder if the Valley Master is interested in working with me to research a pill that can remove and prevent evil spirits." Yu Yao was very sincere. She did refine the pill, but there were still many areas that needed improvement, one of which was the smell.

The Valley Master's face changed, "Young man, have you got any idea about refining the elixir?" Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, the Valley Master asked kindly.

But An Ziyou felt his hair stand on end. His master looked like he was going to seduce a little girl. Why did he reveal a bit of vulgarity? Was he still his immortal master?

"In fact, I have already developed the elixir, but it still has some flaws." Yu Yao ignored the somewhat cracked expressions of the Valley Master and An Ziyu, and took out a black elixir. Along with the elixir came a disgusting stench.

The Valley Master, An Ziyou, and even Yu Yao quickly blocked their sense of smell, and only then did they feel better, and the churning in their stomachs gradually calmed down.

The Valley Master took the pill handed over by Yu Yao, and when he saw that Yu Yao wanted to study the pill with her master, An Ziyou quietly retreated. Although he and Yu Yao were good friends, there was still a chasm between him and the Alchemy Saint Master.

"This pill has the effect of preventing evil spirits from invading the body, but its effectiveness in removing evil spirits needs to be strengthened. At the same time, this stench is really difficult for me to remove. I wonder if the Valley Master is willing to..."

Before Yu Yao finished her words, she saw the Valley Master looking at her with a wretched smile on his face: "Of course, of course. I am honored that you are willing to study the elixir with me. But I just observed the elixir and there is one thing I don't understand. What role does the rotten cone play in it? I have only identified most of the medicinal materials in it, and I really don't know the identity of the other two ingredients."

The Valley Master felt a little embarrassed. As the lord of a valley and a master of alchemy, there were actually medicinal herbs that he could not recognize.

Before they knew it, Yuyao and the Valley Master were discussing something in the yard.

At this time, the outside looked completely different.

"Sister, why hasn't the Valley Master come yet? The guests have been here for a long time, and the elixirs have been placed in the room. It's not good for the host not to show up, right?"

"What do you know? The Valley Master must have his reasons for doing this." Linglong lowered her voice and asked people to continue taking out spiritual fruits and snacks to entertain these alchemists.

Most of the alchemists were not attending the Hundred Pills Festival for the first time, and they knew the Valley Master very well, so they did not hesitate and began to appreciate and taste the pills brought by everyone.

The auras of various elixirs on the field were intertwined, and the alchemists had already started discussing them, making it quite lively.

However, what attracted everyone's attention the most was the Resurrection Pill in the middle. This was also a Saint Master-level pill, and it was just placed here without any protective measures.

That's because they weren't afraid at all. Could anyone steal the elixir in front of so many alchemists in Xiandan Valley? Even if they did, they couldn't leave Xiandan Valley!