The little junior sister was born rebellious, and the heroine fell into a trap and buried her in the

The two went to Zhangyintang and were told that Elder Yu was not there.

The disciple who was guarding the hall sent a message, and after a while, Elder Yu came back.

When he saw Feng Wuyue, he stepped forward with a smile, "Wuyue is back? He's here to give you the elixir, right?"

"I told the head brother before that Wuyue is the most sensible person and will definitely come back before the secret realm opens. Isn't he coming back now?"

After hearing what Elder Yu said, Feng Wuyue finally found his own value.

For the first time, I couldn't wait to take out the elixir.

In the end, Elder Yu said directly, "I have always known your child's intentions, but there is no need to give him the elixir this time. We have enough for now."

Feng Wuyue:? ? ?

Feng Wuyue was stunned on the spot, thinking that he had heard wrong.

Even Feng Huaichuan was shocked.

"Uncle Yu, are you... okay?" Actually, I want to ask, are you sure you haven't been taken away?

Pushing out the pills obtained, is this really something done by Uncle Yu (stingy + iron cock + crazy hoarding of goods by Yu Bapi)?

Elder Yu looked at Feng Wuyue in front of him. Somehow, he seemed to see a part of loneliness, a part of sadness, a third part of disbelief, and a fourth part of being overwhelmed on his face.

Realizing that his words might have hurt Feng Wuyue, Elder Yu reorganized his words.

"The sect's elixirs have always relied on you alone. As a disciple of the Qingmiao Sect, you should do what you can for the Qingmiao Sect.

But the sect cannot squeeze its disciples without restraint.

There was nothing we could do before. Apart from you, our Qingmiao Sect didn’t have a serious alchemy practitioner, so we had wronged you for so many years.

But things are different now. The sect already has enough elixirs. What you are refining now are medium-grade elixirs and above. No one in the small secret realm can use such good things, so you can just keep them for yourself. "

"But I have already exchanged everything I refined at the foot of the mountain for low-grade Yuan Yang Dan."

Feng Wuyue felt a little aggrieved.

He took out all the elixirs from the storage ring, "Look, this is a low-grade Yuan Yang Dan, this is a low-grade Yuan-Guarding Dan, and this one is considered a low-grade Yuan Yang Dan. Although it has no aura, it is very effective. It's very sufficient, definitely comparable to the efficacy of the authentic low-grade Yangyuan Dan.

Even the alchemists who make alchemy may not have learned the basic skills of controlling elixirs. Some of them are uneven in size, and some are relatively flat in shape, but this does not affect the efficacy. I guess the spiritual plants used are good. I have seen someone try the medicine with my own eyes. "

When Feng Wuyue took out the pills of different sizes, round and flat, Elder Yu's expression became a little embarrassed.

"And this elixir shop only sells it for three taels of silver a bottle. The price and the effect are really good. The store down the mountain called Baizhitang has a long queue, and many casual cultivators are rushing to grab it.

Don't look at him for looking ugly, but the price/performance ratio is really high. "

"I was just afraid that after returning to the sect and handing in the elixir, it would be too late for you, uncle, to send someone to exchange it, so I exchanged it first and brought it with me."

As a result, the sect didn’t want it! ! !

Elder Yu smacked his lips and told the truth, "These elixirs are actually refined by our sect. Because the quantity is large, we cooperated with Baizhitang."

To be honest, he had no confidence in the elixir he made at first.

I almost threw it away, but then I sent it to Baizhitang with the mentality of giving it a try, but they actually accepted it.

It's just that the price has dropped from two taels of silver to one tael of silver.

Even at a discount, Elder Yu was very happy.

He picked up a bottle, poured a few pills into the palm of his hand, and looked around, "Actually, it's not too ugly, right? I don't think there's much difference if you don't look carefully."

"..."

It took Feng Wuyue a while to understand what Elder Yu meant.

The supplier of Baizhitang at the foot of the mountain is Qingmiao Sect.

All the mid-grade spiritual pills he refined, the low-grade Yuanyuan Pills he exchanged, and the low-grade and weird-shaped Yuan Yang Pills were all provided by his own sect.

It's like buying back what you sold with twice as much money.

But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is, when can the sect be able to refine so many elixirs in large quantities?

Even if it is low-grade, it will still consume spiritual plants. Can their Qingmiao Sect afford spiritual plants?

Even if you can afford it, can you afford such waste?

Elder Yu said, "Whatever spiritual plant you want, the medicinal materials don't cost anything at all. They are all over the mountain. You can just pick them."

Now not only Feng Wuyue, but Feng Huaichuan was also filled with questions.

Both of them expressed disbelief.

Elder Yu snorted coldly, "If you don't believe me, come and see."

The two of them followed Elder Yu and climbed up to Dahengwu Peak on flying swords.

"Speaking of which, Lingyou is the most powerful girl. She contributed this elixir recipe to the sect, and she also taught her the method of refining the elixir."

Feng Wuyue's jaw dropped again, "Little junior sister?"

"Yes, that girl has really found a new way. Hahaha, thanks to her, we will definitely have enough elixirs to go to the secret realm this time."

Feng Wuyue didn't know how he walked into the 'alchemy room'.

The first thing that catches the eye is a mountain-high pile of various lifeless and unknown weeds.

After being told that this was the spiritual plant that made the elixir, Feng Wuyue's eyes widened.

Then he saw several super large iron pots lined up in the alchemy room, and his expression almost cracked.

Talented alchemists do not need to use alchemy furnaces, and even those who are powerful in alchemy can directly use iron pots to make alchemy.

But this is only applicable to elixirs that do not require extreme temperatures. Otherwise, the pot will melt before the elixir is prepared.

Moreover, only a high-level alchemist with strong strength and sufficient experience can do it.

It's not something that these few disciples of Uncle Yu can do.

These people know nothing about alchemy.

He even saw a disciple stirring the pot vigorously with a spoon.

While stirring, he reminded another disciple, "You forgot to add doggrass, the one over there. Quickly add it while the water has just boiled."

The other disciples quickly picked up a handful of grass from the haystack behind them and threw it in.

One of the most important points in refining alchemy is that the time when each medicinal ingredient is put into the furnace must be extremely accurate. Not to mention the water boiling for a while, even after one breath, the elixir in the furnace is considered useless.

But Uncle Yu didn't stop him.

Not only did he not stop him, but his expression didn't change at all, as if it didn't matter at all.

Feng Wuyue endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back any longer, "Are you sure this is okay?"

"No problem." The disciple who was reminded to add medicine said with a smile, "Junior sister said before that we didn't believe it, but we will know after trying it a few times. It has no effect at all."

"..."

Feng Wuyue was a little sluggish, standing aside stupidly, watching their careless things. After a while, the disciple said that there was too much water, and then others advised him to cook it for a while.

After a while, the disciple said that the water was almost dry, and others advised him to add more water and boil it again.

Not to mention Feng Wuyue, a serious alchemy cultivator, even Feng Huaichuan, a layman, all had black question marks on their faces, as if their lives were restarting.

The two of them finally made it to the 'Coagulation' stage.

After the fire was finally turned off, I saw a large pool of condensation in the pot.

Feng Wuyue carefully tested, "This should be considered a failure, right?"

"fail?"

Elder Yu's beard curled up, "Boss, second, and third, let Senior Brother Wuyue see your craftsmanship."

"Yes, Master."

Several people answered in unison, then grabbed it with their big hands, pulled it, and quickly kneaded it into a ball.

Feng Wuyue and Feng Huaichuan were really torn apart now.

They finally knew where that low-grade Yangyuan Dan, which grew randomly and had different shapes of round and flat shapes, came from.

But the strange thing is that the several 'alchemists' in front of them seem to be very skilled in their techniques, and the elixirs they knead out seem to be quite round and neat.

Just by looking at it without looking at the aura, it's almost the same as two beads of low-grade spiritual stone and one bottle of low-grade Yang Yuan Dan.

Just when he was hesitating whether he would look particularly retarded if he asked, Elder Yu grabbed a handful of pills and put them in a small basin on the side.

"Do you two have that expression? Okay, watch, my uncle will show you how to transform a low-grade person into a medium-grade one."

After all, Elder Yu is the master of a peak. His cultivation level is not as good as that of the leader Wei Chengfeng, but it is not much different.

A powerful person in the early stage of void refining, with abundant and pure spiritual energy, he completed the introduction of spiritual energy in just a few breaths.

With a wave of his hand, the round and round elixirs exuding spiritual energy fell into the elixir bottles that had been prepared.

He handed a bottle to Feng Wuyue, "Wuyue, look at the elixir made by my uncle. What grade is it?"

Feng Wuyue:......

He looked at it, smelled it, and tasted it. After a while, he said with difficulty, "Middle-grade Yuan Yang Dan."

Feng Huaichuan's eyes fell out, "Fourth, are you kidding me?"

It’s true that he is an outsider.

But he has eyes.

Such a pile of weedy tree roots of unknown origin, stirred and boiled together, and finally kneaded into a ball, became a Yangyuan Pill?

Feng Wuyue twitched the corner of his mouth and found that his whole face was twitching, "I hope I'm joking."

What was happening before my eyes was really unbelievable.

"Uncle Master, may I ask, did Junior Sister tell me how she got this recipe?"

"Oh, I told you. It was said that a doctor in the mortal world passed on the mantle to her, and he also passed on this prescription. This doctor is incredible. A mere mortal can actually use such completely worthless weeds. , the formula is better than the spiritual plant."

"Lingyou is amazing. He is a good boy. He is willing to contribute such a good recipe to the sect for free."

“…”

Feng Wuyue and Feng Huaichuan came and left in confusion.

"Fourth, are you okay?" Feng Huaichuan was a little worried that he was too stimulated.

"fine."

Feng Wuyue said lightly, "I just have to go back and meditate to stabilize my mind."

"..."