There's something wrong with my immortal path.

Chapter 74 Pier, potato chips on the hour【四千】

After this set of procedures was completed, there was a dead silence on Longshouyuan.

Taking the bloody compass handed over by Xuan Niao, Zhao Jiu weighed it casually.

Sharp eyes once again glanced at the Xizi cultivators, and Zhao Jiu said coldly:

"I know, you don't like me, but I don't like you either."

As soon as Zhao Jiu said these words, a large group of people immediately bowed down.

"This compass is a blood-sworn compass, a sixth-grade spiritual treasure. No one below the Yin God can be liberated."

"This blood oath was signed by your ancestors. Don't be dissatisfied. I don't want to talk about the past anymore. What I want to say is today."

"Have you all seen the woman who attacked Xianzhou?"

Hearing this, the practitioners became even more frightened.

Even Xia Ming in the bamboo building slowly sat upright.

"Some people in the Immortal Continent say she is a banished immortal. If you want me to say..."

"Bullshit banished immortal!"

"There is no immortal island, no inheritance, and no reputation for governing the world. How dare she call herself an immortal!?"

"Finally, you also saw that the woman alerted my immortal, and she died."

"The Immortal God descended, struck him to death with one palm, and vanished into ashes."

"This time, my prince came down and was ordered to deal with the mess."

"I've already taken care of the big things, but I need your help with some small things."

……

Hearing Zhao Jiu's words, all the monks looked surprised.

The big things are done, can you help with the small things?
What kind of small things need monks from Cangzhou, Xizi to do?

Seeing the reactions of the cultivators, Zhao Jiu continued:
"If you do this well, I don't mind giving you and your descendants a chance!"

"I can help you erase the blood oath and return you to freedom. I can even take you to Daguanxianzhou! Trace your ancestral lineage!"

"Those who have made great contributions, I will reward you with the Infant-breaking Pill! The God-Transforming Pill! Let you take a step further!"

"If you want to prolong your life, I still have longevity pills that you can exchange for!"

boom--

As soon as Zhao Jiu said these words, all the cultivators were shocked.

Many old monks who had not long left to live were even trembling with excitement.

To cultivate immortality, isn’t it just to take it a step further?
Live longer?
The Infant-Breaking Pill and the God-Transforming Pill can increase the probability of breakthrough several times, and they are miraculous items that can continue the path to immortality.

Not to mention the preciousness of longevity pills, how many monks would be dissatisfied with their longevity?

The moment he heard the longevity pill, a burning color flashed across He Niansheng's eyes.

As a master of alchemy, He Niansheng's understanding of longevity pills is naturally far better than other monks.

The longevity elixir recipe is easy to obtain, but the precious medicinal materials are.

The raw material of longevity pill is "Shou", and "Shou" is the spirit bred by heaven and earth.

It can be met but cannot be sought. If you live for ten years, you can refine the ten-year longevity elixir, and for 50 years, you can refine the 50-year longevity elixir, and so on.

A monk cannot take the same longevity pill repeatedly throughout his life.

Moreover, taking longevity pills will damage your luck.

Even so, He Niansheng still yearns for Longevity Pill.

In the bamboo building, Xia Ming could feel that the master's eyes were gradually moving towards the crown prince Zhao Jiu.

……

Seeing the gazes of the cultivators, Zhao Jiu's behavior became more and more casual.

Zhao Jiu spread her hair, crossed her legs, rolled up her long blood-colored sleeves, and waved her hand.

Bronze mirrors the size of palms flew directly into the field.

If you practice one at a time, it will be just right.

Originally, Zhao Jiu didn't prepare many bronze mirrors, so it was just right to kill dozens of monks.

After handing out the bronze mirrors, Zhao Jiu said slowly:

"I am giving you a mirror to ask you to help me find something. Bring me anything that can make this bronze mirror react."

"The more precious the thing that is brought back by whoever brings it back, the higher the reward I will give you! Mirror holders should not fight each other or make me unhappy."

"Follow my rules and I make everyone happy. If I'm not happy, don't blame me for not following the rules."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jiu snapped his fingers again.

Snapped--

In the shocked eyes of the cultivators, Long Shouyuan began to tremble.

The earth roared, and a black turtle carrying a giant monument slowly crawled out of the ground.

The stone black tortoise is lifelike, like a living creature, and the huge monument on it stands majestic, as if it is as high as the sky.

The magical method of Xianzhou is incredible!
As the practitioners refined the bronze mirror, a personal name began to appear on the stone tablet.

Rather than the name of the person, what the cultivators paid more attention to was the few lines of small red characters on the stone tablet.

[In addition to the blood oath, [-] contribution points. 】

[Broken Infant Pill, [-] contribution points. 】

[Shen Transformation Pill, [-] contribution points. 】

[Ten-year longevity pill, 15 contribution points. 】

[Deng Xianzhou, 50 contribution points. 】

……

In addition to these, the stone tablet also contains various spiritual weapons, exercises, and even training experiences at the level of god transformation!

When the cultivators looked around, they were all shocked. They knew that a big change would completely sweep through the entire Xizi Cangzhou!

In fact, there are very few monks who want to visit Xianzhou. What they care about are the spiritual weapons and techniques.

What they care about is the future pattern of Cangzhou in Xizi!

These monks were born in Xizi and grew up in Xizi.

No matter how good Xianzhou is, what’s the use?

When you go home to build a villa, who will go to the city to work?

Of course, there are still people who yearn for the sun in Xianzhou.

Nothing wrong with that.

While the cultivators were thinking about it, Zhao Jiu's voice came up again.

"Time is precious, you should leave as soon as possible. This Xizi Cangzhou is quite big."

"If you have gained something, come to the Dragon Head Plains to exchange points. In addition...the following monks will stay here for a while."

"Old Man Hangu, Poison Doctor Li Shoudao, Holy Hand Wang Ai... and Qingdan He Niansheng."

After hearing this, all the cultivators fled away one after another.

Only He Niansheng and the others stayed where they were uneasily.

At this moment, Xia Ming in the bamboo building also slowly frowned.

What does Xianzhou Zhao Jiu want to do?

……

"You are all good at alchemy. I will give you an elixir recipe. If you try to make the medicine, I will count your contribution."

After listening to Zhao Jiu's words, several alchemists looked at each other, with a hint of hesitation on each other's faces.

How could the medicine that the Prince of Xianzhou wanted to refine be that simple?

If you waste time and still get no results from practicing, wouldn't that mean you're delaying something important?
At that time, if the hard work is not thankless, wouldn’t it be a big loss?

How could their thoughts be hidden from Zhao Jiu's eyes.

Playing with the jade ax in his hand, Zhao Jiu said leisurely:

"Don't worry, what I'm looking for isn't that easy to find. It depends on your fate."

"And what I want to refine is just the elixir. If you fail a few times, you will naturally find the trick."

"A portion of elixir... I will count your contribution as [-] points. You will definitely be innocent and innocent. Moreover, I will not take back your bronze mirror."

"You can go find some lucky little repairman, and I will count the contribution points on your head."

"Aren't you happy with this?"

Hearing this, all the alchemists bowed respectfully.

"Immortal immortals! Only blood is everlasting!"

At the same time, Xia Ming, who was sitting in the bamboo building, slowly opened his eyes.

This prince Zhao Jiu is quite interesting, and the things he looks for are also interesting. Why do you rely on luck to find something?
What is the elixir he wants to refine?

……

Not long after Xia Ming disconnected Bluetooth, Master He came back.

As soon as he returned to the Bamboo House, he started to pack his things. He had already agreed with the leader of the Yuelang Sect to refine elixirs in the elixir cave of the Yuelang Sect.

While cleaning up, He Niansheng looked up and saw his obedient apprentice again.

At that moment, He Niansheng made a decision.

Is there any more suitable candidate than Xia Ming?

He is his disciple, and Xia Ming's luck is really good.

The kid had already swallowed hundreds of Foundation Establishment Pills, why can't he be allowed to work part-time to pay off his debts?
The east corner of the lost, the mulberry elm harvested!
Could it be that...this is destiny's arrangement?
Thinking of this, He Niansheng became more determined.

Xia Ming searches for things and refines elixirs by himself. If he works both ways, he will definitely achieve something!

If you can exchange for a Broken Infant Pill and be promoted to Nascent Soul, you can extend your life by a hundred years!The way to seize the soul and seize the body is not the right way after all.

With his mind made up, He Niansheng directly handed the small bronze mirror to Xia Ming.

Looking at the small bronze mirror in his hand, Xia Ming looked extremely strange.

ha?
Am I the chosen worker?

Before the shock dissipated, He Niansheng's voice sounded again.

"Xia Ming, my master is going to the Yuelang Sect Dan Cave to refine the elixir. You go and help me find something. As long as it can cause the reaction of the bronze mirror, you will bring it back to my master and send it to the dragon. Shou Yuan, there is no need to deliberately search, just follow your heart. This is the identity jade token of the Bamboo Tower. I will give it to you as a teacher. From now on, you will live in this Bamboo Tower. The disciples of the Yuelang Sect outside call it Wang Qi, if you need anything, you can tell him."

While He Niansheng was talking, he also tied a rope on the small bronze mirror.

Without saying a word, he directly put it around Xia Ming's neck.

Xia Ming:? ? ?
broken!

I have become a cow and a horse!
Looking at the master in front of him, Xia Ming's heart skipped a beat.

He doesn't want to find that damn thing, he wants to learn alchemy!

Xia Ming knew that Master He would not touch him at this stage, and he should seize the time to learn more.

Instead of wasting time looking for something inexplicable.

"Master! Jiang Liang, who is holding the soul cliff, has just arrived!"

"Dahe Jiang's ambition is so obvious!"

Listening to Xia Ming's voice, He Niansheng frowned slightly.

It's strange that when an illiterate person speaks, he keeps saying one thing after another.

After gently patting Xia Ming's shoulder, He Niansheng said with great certainty:
"Don't worry, my disciple, as long as you carry this bronze mirror, no one along the Baicang River will dare to touch you!"

"Master, I will prepare some more means for you to protect your life!"

After saying this, He Niansheng packed up his things a little faster.

Seeing such a scene, Xia Ming had a strange expression on his face.

I?
Am I free?

Master He is not afraid that I will run away?

What should I do if the blood elixir escapes?
I don't know how to refine it yet.

Ugh--

Seeing his master about to leave, Xia Ming quickly grabbed his sleeve.

"Master! Master, why don't you refine some more blood pills for me? I'm afraid I won't be able to read when I go out!"

Looking at Xia Ming strangely, He Niansheng suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with being illiterate.

Illiterate and illiterate!

Illiterate people are the cutest and don’t have so many questions.

The best thing is that he can't even read the words on the stone tablet.

It’s more secure to use!

With his thoughts clear, He Niansheng said in a deep voice:

"Xia Ming, don't worry about refining the blood pill. If the mirror reacts, just accept it. It won't be a problem."

"By the way, Master also has a storage ring for you. There are some other elixirs in the ring."

"The green bottle is not poisonous, the black bottle is poisonous...you have to remember it!"

Turning his eyes, Xia Ming said again:

"But Master...I don't know how to wield a sword yet..."

Looking deeply at Xia Ming in front of him, He Niansheng's expression suddenly became serious.

"Xia Ming, Master can't stay with you forever. You have to explore some things by yourself."

"Master has prepared four wind seeds for you in the storage ring. You can try to refine the little wind control technique."

"This method is quite extraordinary. It is not inferior to Sword Escape. Don't underestimate it."

"That's all I have to say, I just want to take care of myself, don't think about it."

……

Looking at the swaying bamboo door, Xia Ming was stunned.

Maybe this is a normal master-disciple relationship.

How can the master spend so much energy on his disciple?

After gathering his thoughts, Xia Ming looked at the storage ring left by Master He.

Put it on your fingers and take a look with your consciousness, you will see that it is twenty squares.

Although the place is not great, it is adequate.

Then Xia Ming took out a bunch of spiritual stones, plus four sealed wind seeds.

I have to say that Master He’s meticulousness is impeccable.

In the end, Xia Ming refined four acupoints to seal the wind seeds.

On the left hand, Shaofu and Laogong.

On the right hand, Sanjian and Hegu.

In his spare time, Xia Ming looked at the sword-controlling notes that He Niansheng left for him.

Without the pull of the golden finger, Xia Ming's understanding has improved a lot.

My brain probably figured it out.

To control the sword, instill spiritual energy into the sword body.

Use spiritual energy to support the sword body, and then use the sword body to support the monk.

However, Qi refining monks have limited spiritual energy, so it is not recommended to wield a sword.

The problem of spiritual energy is a minor problem for Xia Ming.

The six spiritual roots are embedded in the Dantian, and the concentration of his spiritual energy has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Xia Ming spent half a day reading in the bamboo house.

After half a day's effort, not a single pill-forming monk returned to Longshouyuan.

If a monk can become a pill or even a Nascent Soul, they themselves are the ones favored by destiny.

This shows how difficult it is for Zhao Jiu to find something.

As evening approached, Xia Ming walked out of the bamboo building.

He was going to the dock to make some potato chips.

Bigu Dan is not delicious.

A strange bean smell.

Seeing Xia Ming coming out, Jiang Liang in the corner laughed evilly and was about to greet him.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Liang saw the small bronze mirror hanging around Xia Ming's neck again.

The bronze mirror was so bright that it hurt Jiang Liang's eyes.

"Ah Xipi! Is He Niansheng crazy? He gave this thing to Xia Ming?!"

After this afternoon's fermentation, Xizi cultivators reached a consensus.

The monk wearing the bronze mirror is the person who works for the prince, and no one dares to offend him.

"My lord, are we still going?"

Snapped--

With a slap, Jiang Liang flew away the secret guard beside him, and Jiang Liang left with a gloomy face.

"Go! Go with your life? You have no eyesight!"

……

Although he was in the middle of the situation, Xia Ming didn't know that.

When he arrived at the dock, he ate potato chips as he wished.

Also sprinkled with some spices from far away.

After eating potato chips, Xia Ming walked slowly along the Baicang River.

If you walk a hundred steps after a meal, you can live nine thousand and ninety-nine.

At dusk and sunset, the scenery is beautiful by the river.

Sitting on a huge river beach stone, Xia Ming slowly lay down.

He liked the tranquility of the moment.

Thinking back on what he saw today, Xia Ming vaguely guessed something.

The only thing that can make Master He Niansheng give up on himself is the Poying Dan.

One elixir only contributes [-] points. Master has to refine it [-] times?

What is the difference between this and holding the soul cliff to collect the body?
Ugh……

Exploitation is everywhere.

While sighing, Xia Ming suddenly smelled the smell of cherry blossoms in the wind.

That smell... seems to come from Muchuan!
Is the effect of the blood elixir about to wear off?
Sighing helplessly, Xia Ming walked to the river and floated in the water boredly.

He discovered that once he was blessed with a little spiritual energy, the stones could fly very far.

Unknowingly, Xia Ming was lost for a long time.

Just when Xia Ming picked up a flat pebble, the bronze mirror on his chest shook violently.

Xia Ming's expression suddenly became unstable.

Is this... okay? !
(End of this chapter)