Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

Yi Rong slowly said: "The refining of low-level pill requires only smelting one elixir by one elixir according to the steps, which is relatively simple. However, the refining of high-level pill may require smelting several elixir at the same time. ."

　　 "Moreover, the amount of each elixir smelted at a time is exquisite, and who is smelted first and who is smelted later is not fixed, and may be crossed during the smelting process."

　　 "Only when the amount of each elixir is maintained at a certain balance point can the liquid phase melt, and the power of the drug is not lost. If a certain elixir is more or less, there is a risk of failure in refining."

　　 "If you make a mistake, the precious elixir you may find is wasted."

　　 "It is also very important to refine high-level pill to control fire. The fire array that comes with the pill furnace can't satisfy the subtle operation at all. You can only learn a fire attribute spell."

　　 can also add, "In short, in order to become a master alchemy master, in addition to a certain amount of alchemy talent, you also need to practice more. There are so many elixir here, which can be used to practice hands and lay a solid foundation."

　　 "Hmm!" Yang Buyi nodded, refining again, proficient in operation.

　　 This kind of refining was repeated again and again, and he tried to refine the elixir pill, Huanglong pill, Peiyuan pill, and Guben pill one by one.

　　 He found that as long as he knew the various properties of the elixir, was proficient in the smelting of the elixir, and controlled the firepower, he would follow the operations recorded in the manuscript step by step.

　　 After refining four or five times, he was able to refine low-level pill.

　　 This made him quite pleasantly surprised. Having the manuscript is equivalent to having the answer to the question. You only need to follow it when copying, and then you can understand it later.

　　 Almost all the places that are prone to error are described in the manuscript, and the subtleties can be seen in the kung fu, those details and experience are the display of the true strength of an alchemy master.

　　 In the process of refining the pill, Yi Rong did not return to the stone house to rest, but sat not far from the pill furnace, hugged his knees, and stared at the moon in the sky in a daze.

　　 Yang Buyi shook his head slightly, knowing what she was thinking, why didn't he want to go out?

　　……

　　 In the following days, the two of them went out to find a passage during the day and refine the pill at night.

　　 More than two months passed after such a day.

　　 the way out, they still haven't found it!

　　 During this period of time, one or two precious elixir will occasionally come across, but many low-level elixir have been found.

　　 It is not easy for Yang to work hard to study alchemy, and he can already refine several low-level pills described in the handbook.

　　 Two months later, Yi Rong also became more and more silent and quiet, often curled up, looking up at the sky in a daze, those bright and shining eyes gradually lost the aura of the past and became a lot dim.

　　Only when she was looking for a passage, would she hold back her energy, her small eyes were red, with an unwilling energy.

　　 On this day, the two again flew into the sky at sunrise, looking for a passage, and returned to the tribe disappointedly at sunset.

When 　　 came back, the scene they saw from a distance made their faces sink instantly.

　　 Hundreds of torches lit up in front of the Wood Spirit Tribe, illuminating the dim sky like daylight.

　　 Hundreds of people from other tribes gathered dozens of people from the Wood Spirit Tribe. The people of the Wood Spirit Tribe were angry, but to no avail.

　　 In front of them, there is a burly middle-aged man, dressed in black animal skin armor, with a hard bow across his waist, holding a steel knife, and his eyes are sharp and extremely bright.

　　 He has a cold face and fierce eyes, and between pacing back and forth, his aura is quite extraordinary, just a look in the eyes of the wood spirit tribe yells everyone.

　　 "Patriarch Shi Kui, our two tribes have no grudges in the past and recent days, why are you arresting us?" the clan elder of the Mu Ling tribe said sadly.

　　 "You don't want to let us go, our tribe has gods for protection, and the gods will punish you." A tender voice rang.

　　 The burly man did not answer, but frowned and looked at an old man next to him and confirmed: "Old Shi, is this wood spirit tribe really inhabited by gods?"

　　 "Patriarch, this wood spirit tribe is indeed inhabited by gods. The tribe once saw them flying over the tribe. At first they thought it was an unknown bird. Finally, some tribesmen saw them picking medicinal materials and found that they were actually dressed in different clothes."

　　 "When the people described their appearance to me, I suddenly remembered that their costumes are similar to the stone statues enshrined by this wood spirit tribe. When I was a child, I came to the wood spirit tribe to see the stone statues and I was very impressed."

　　 "A long time ago, there were legends in the Wood Spirit Tribe that there was a **** who could fly into the sky and escape, and there were even rumors that the **** left the secret of longevity."

　　 "But no one in the Wood Spirit tribe has ever lived forever. In the end, everyone sneered and chose to forget the matter. I also heard from the tribe that I remembered this legend after seeing the gods."

　　 "Now that the gods are seen by the people with their own eyes, it is extremely conclusive. Combining the previous words of the Wood Spirit Tribe and others, I am sure that the gods must live in the Wood Spirit Tribe."

　　 An old man's eyes flashed with excitement, and he whispered to the burly man.

　　 The burly man heard the words, looked at the boy who had spoken before, and smiled: "God bless you? Today we are here to invite the gods to our giant stone tribe. You weak tribes don't deserve to have gods!"

　　 Hearing this, the clan elders and sacrificial priests of the Mu Ling tribe changed their faces and became ugly.

　　 The Giant Stone Tribe is the most powerful tribe in this secret realm, with thousands of people.

　　If they ask the gods to come over, then...the gods...

　　 "We won't go, let them go!" A voice came from the horizon.

　　 The burly big man suddenly turned around and saw Yang Buyi and Yirong who were flying together. His eyes were very hot, and his heart was screaming crazy, flying in the sky. Sure enough, this wood spirit tribe was inhabited by gods!

　　 He knelt down on one knee suddenly, and said loudly: "Please follow the oracle!"

　　 "Worship the gods!" The people of the Giant Stone Tribe instantly let go of them, and all knelt down on one knee at Yang Buyi.

　　 Yang Buyi's consciousness swept away, and seeing that everyone in the Wood Spirit tribe was not injured, he also shouted: "Get up, where and where do you go from here!"

"God, our Giant Stone Tribe is the most powerful tribe. Only a powerful tribe like us is worthy of being a servant of the gods. As the patriarch of the Giant Stone Tribe, I, Shi Kui, today led five hundred tribesmen to invite two gods to the Giant Stone Tribe. "The burly man knelt down on one knee and said sonorously.

　　The tribes in this secret realm all believe in the strong, even the choice of a spouse. Strong men have the priority to choose a spouse, and the powerful tribes also have the priority to use resources.

　　 Shi Kui surrounded the people of the Wood Spirit Tribe and wanted to show the power of the tribe. Now this scene is seen by the gods, and the goal has been achieved.

　　 And he did not hesitate to express his heartfelt, obeying the divine will, and increasing the chance of being a servant of the gods.

　　 "The most powerful tribe?" Yang Buyi muttered. The members of this giant stone tribe are all strong, banned, and uniform. It can be seen that the strength is indeed much stronger than the wood spirit tribe.

　　 He looked at Yirong, his mind turned, and said, "Get up, I have something to ask you!"

　　"God ask, Shi Kui and his people know everything." Shi Kuilang said.

　　 "Have you ever seen it?" Yang Buyi used aura to show a spatial channel.

　　Looking at the passage, Shi Kui hesitated for a while with the tribe, and after an exchange of gazes, they confirmed: "Given the gods, we have never seen anything like this. However, since it is what the gods are looking for, our Giant Stone Tribe will definitely go all out."

　　 "Okay!" Yang Buyi was quite satisfied when he heard his last sentence, and nodded, "You try to find it, if you find it~www.novelmt.com~ the benefits will be yours."

　　 "Thank you God!" Shi Kui was overjoyed.

　　 "Well, you go back first, if possible, mobilize other tribes to search together." Yang Buyi said lightly.

　　 "Yes, the gods!" Shi Kui immediately responded. The purpose of coming here is to catch up with the gods, and now he is returning with a mission, how to make him unhappy.

　　 At this moment, he has only one idea, and that is to help the gods find what he needs.

　　 Yang is not easy to see that he is so decisive, and he nodded in satisfaction.

　　 Seeing Shi Kui, he couldn't help but think of the mortal power and the cultivation family. In order to get a relationship with the cultivation family, why is the mortal power not like him?

　　 After that, Shi Kui took the people back home mightily.

　　 At this time, the elders and elders of the Mu Ling tribe stood up and said respectfully: "Thank you for your help!"

　　 "It's okay!" Yang Buyi smiled slightly.

　　 "Since the gods need to find that thing, our Wood Spirit Tribe will definitely do our best." The clan elder also saw the spatial channel condensed by Yang Buyi's aura.

　　 "Okay, then trouble the old man." Yang Buyi also nodded, but he did not refuse this matter.

The sacrificial elder seemed to think of something, and he hesitated: "God, I just remembered the secret of longevity when I heard the people from the Jushi tribe mentioned the secret of longevity. In the past, the legend of longevity was circulated in the Wood Spirit tribe, and that secret seemed to rest on the statue of God. Under the stone platform."

　　 "Oh? The secret of longevity?" Yang Buyi was a little curious. He glanced at Yirong and said, "Can you take us to see the old man."

　　 "Yes!" The sacrificial elder saw that the two of Yang Buyi cared about the **** that day, recalled, told them, and led them to the stone temple.