Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 235: Danhuo Jue Completed
"Thank you, Master. These many Xuanmu Gathering Spirit Pills have been of great help to me."

Ji An bowed and said:

"If I ask Master to buy the elixir on my behalf and then pass the credit to you, would that be feasible?"

He wanted his master to be his 'agent' so that he could get an extra 40 pills every year.

According to the treatment rules for Class A disciples, he can also obtain up to forty pills every year.

If the master could purchase the pills for him, his shortage of pills would become very small, and he could take the pills without any worries.

"You're dreaming," Ge Ying said with a smile covering her mouth.
"Sometimes I need to exchange for other pills, which will also take up my exchange quota. In the future, I will do my best to ensure that I can help you exchange twenty pills.

As for whether I can redeem more, it depends on my share.

However, after the demonic disaster breaks out, the sect exchange rules will change, so you must prepare for the worst."

In a state of war, the sect will coordinate the arrangements of various resources, and tightening is inevitable.

The reason why she was able to exchange forty pills every year in recent years was because Luo Ying didn't need help, but it might not be the case in the future.

"We should just accept the sect's arrangement. The more we can exchange, the better."

Ji An is open-minded and I am lucky to have him.

He grinned and said:

"Master, when Senior Sister Luo Ying comes back, please invite Senior Sister Yue Fei to come as well."

Senior Sister Zhong is in charge of refining the Xuanmu Juling Pill for the sect. She should visit her more often. Maybe she will need her help in purchasing the Zizhi Ningyuan Pill in the future.

"You lazy fellow, you should have spent more time with your fellow disciples.

The spiritual plant cultivation at Scarlet Flame Peak is already on track, and the energy required should be much less. Isn't there still time?"

Ge Ying gently rebuked him, saying that this disciple was good in every way except that he was too quiet.

Ji An counted on his fingers and analyzed:
“Master, let me calculate for you.

I practice for six hours every day, from the beginning of Mao to the beginning of Wu, and from the end of You to the end of Zi.

That leaves only three hours left during the day, and I still have to study and practice alchemy, so time is really tight."

Time is like water in a sponge, there is still some if you squeeze it, but for him, spending a lot of time on socializing is not worth it.

When his cultivation reaches a bottleneck and he is unable to make further progress for a long time, he will choose to travel more and make more friends in the hope of learning by analogy.

Ge Ying shook her head slightly. She knew this disciple's personality very well. He was like an abacus bead, moving when pushed and not moving if not pushed.

If there weren't some things that required me to go out, I would probably stay in Chiyan Peak until the end of time.

"Speaking of alchemy, what kind of elixir have you refined this month? How much of the mystery of the Three Yang Pill Fire Art have you comprehended?"

"During this period, I will refine three furnaces of fasting pills every day. After consuming one hundred parts of materials, the success rate of refining pills reaches 80%, and I can make seven or eight pills.

In the next phase, we are preparing to refine the Yellow Bud Pill, and have already sent disciples to purchase one hundred sets of materials."

Ji An's mind connected with the stone turtle and took a look.

[Spell: Three Yang Dan Fire Technique (Perfection 2%)]

He said slowly:
"This disciple possesses the foundation of the Perfection-level Fire Control Art, and his comprehension of the Three Yang Pill Fire Art has reached the Great Accomplishment level."

He decided to keep a low profile, as it would not be good to be too good in all aspects.

"Very good, the complexity of the Three Yang Dan Fire Technique is much higher than the Fire Control Technique.

To have mastered it in just one month shows that you have a natural talent for controlling fire, which will be of great help to your alchemy practice."

Ge Ying forced a smile. This disciple didn't require her to worry about anything, and instead she lost the joy of being a teacher and answering questions for her disciple.

“Refining the Yellow Bud Pill requires five kinds of medicinal herbs, and there are requirements for refinement experience.

The jade slip I gave you does not describe all the details. I haven't refined Huangya Dan for many years, and I have forgotten many of the refining techniques. You need to figure it out slowly through trial and error.

Have you gone to the Transmission Hall to obtain the late-stage foundation-building technique?"

“I’ve got it.”

The smile on Ge Ying's face softened a lot, and she said:

"Let me tell you about the precautions you should take when practicing the exercises in the late stage of foundation building."

Finally, she was able to teach her disciples some practical stuff to maintain her dignity as a teacher. She explained it in great detail, explaining all the tricks of running Reiki, the problems she encountered and the solutions.

Before they knew it, more than an hour had passed and the light in the cave gradually dimmed.

After finishing what she knew, Ge Ying was still not satisfied:

"It's getting late. Stay here tonight and talk to me."

She wanted to talk about some more tricks of alchemy and the future situation of the sect.

The signs of a demonic disaster are becoming more and more obvious. Once a war breaks out, the sect will start to operate at high speed and everyone will be busy. It will be difficult to find the kind of leisure time we have now.

"Disciple, obey."

The next day, Ji An bid farewell to his master and landed on the hillside of Chaoyang Peak in a flying shuttle.

He put away the flying shuttle and walked into the treasure house. He took out his new identity jade token and said:

"Uncle Jia, I'm here to exchange for the Xuanmu Gathering Spirit Pill. I want to take both this year's share and the exchange share." Jia Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he laughed loudly, saying:
"Good boy, your cultivation level is improving faster than I expected!

That's right, this way I'll have more time to break through to the Chao Yuan Stage."

Such a young disciple in the late foundation-building stage has ample time to hone his skills and has a great chance of becoming a Chaoyuan-stage cultivator.

Several disciples with the potential to break through to the Chaoyuan stage have emerged in the sect. I hope that no major accidents will occur during this demon disaster.

He took out the wine gourd and took a big gulp of wine. He was happy today and it was worth a drink!
"Wait here, I'll get it for you."

Jia Yu took out the elixir from the secret vault, picked up the pale golden jade token and manipulated it, saying:
"Twenty pills, a Grade A disciple needs to expend 1,400 small gong."

Ji An checked the number of pills and happily put the jade bottle into his storage bag.

He got thirty pills from Liu Suyun, and his master gave him two hundred and forty pills. Together with the forty he got himself, he now had three hundred and ten Xuanmu Juling Pills in his hands.

Jia Yu raised his head and drank again. After taking a few sips, he shook the gourd vigorously and said with a grin:
"It's gone again, there's too little second-level spirit wine.

Boy, how many second-level Red Cloud Pines are there on Red Flame Peak? Make some pine nut wine and sell it to me.

"Master uncle is quite wealthy, don't worry that I will drink your wine for free."

There are still too few materials in the sect that can be used to brew second-level spiritual wine to meet his needs.

Ji An grinned and presented a jar of second-level spirit wine:
"I have eighty-one second-level red cloud pines here now, and I can use about eight thousand kilograms of them to make wine, which will be about four thousand kilograms of wine.

But this is this year's output. In previous years, only 3,000 kilograms of wine were produced. I'm giving some to everyone. I don't have much left.

Uncle, the way you drink, you can finish most of my stock by yourself."

Because of the shortage of spiritual objects for cultivators to refine in the sect's secret treasury, he handed over 20,000 kilograms of pine nuts this year and received 2,000 small merits.

Uncle Master Jia is a third-level cultivator in the Chaoyuan period. He drinks as much as he wants and can easily drink twenty kilograms of pine nut wine every day.

Jia Yu took the jar of wine, broke the seal, carefully drank a few sips, and then used a magic formula to pour the remaining wine into the gourd.

He sighed softly and said:
"Brew more spirit wine in the next few years, and remember to leave me 5,000 kilograms."

After the demon disaster breaks out, the sect will forcibly levy various resources. It is probably unlikely that you can use second-level pine nuts to make wine.

To him, first-grade spiritual wine is not much better than ordinary spiritual spring water, and it tastes bland.

While resource control has not yet been implemented, he wants to store enough spiritual wine, hoping to last until the demon disaster ends.

Judging from the last outbreak of the demon disaster, the war will last about five years from its full outbreak to its end.

Ji An frowned slightly:

"If we keep more pine nuts for brewing wine, we will have to hand in fewer pine nuts to the sect."

The sect has the largest number of cultivators who practice fire-based techniques, and the largest shortage of second-grade, low-grade fire-based spiritual objects.

Jia Yu was silent for a moment, then whispered:

"I'll keep an extra 5,000 kilograms of pine nuts for brewing wine next year, and I'll use some fire-based spiritual objects from my personal collection to fill the gap.

By the way, you have so many small skills in your hands, do you want to exchange them for some spiritual weapons for self-defense?

After the demonic disaster breaks out, none of us can predict what will happen. You must at least have a defensive spiritual weapon."

If the war becomes intense, even cultivators who are not good at fighting will have to join the battle, and this is not subject to the will of the sect.

Ji An smiled and said:
"Thank you for your concern, uncle. I have an apricot yellow flag as a protective shield, which should be enough to protect me."

His spiritual weapon had been refined for many years, and he had always insisted on nourishing it with the essence of earth. It had already acquired some spirituality and was easy to use.

"Good boy, it turns out you've been prepared for this. That's good."

The bright moon shines through the woods, and its quiet light paints the earth with a cold color.

After Ji An finished his dinner, the maid made him a cup of Jade Dew Golden Bud tea.

The hot tea goes down my throat, and when the warmth fades, a slight chill begins to dissipate.

The coolness spread to the sea of ​​consciousness, bringing a faint sense of comfort to the soul.

He drank cup after cup until the tea tasted bland.

Ji An scratched his head. The nourishment brought by the top-grade spiritual tea was actually weaker than the nourishment he got from practicing at night. He was now sure that his martial arts method had indeed "mutated".

He stood up and flew to the Youyue Cangyu tree, practicing the Qingmu Changchun Gong at the late stage of foundation building.

The difficulty of the technique increased a lot, and it required many times of going against the flow of spiritual energy in the strange meridians. It took some time to adapt before becoming proficient, so he did not choose to take out the spiritual objects for refining.

Two hours later, thanks to the precise control brought by the powerful soul, although he stumbled a little, he completed the whole cycle of the exercise.

All things are difficult at the beginning. Ji An kept working hard and continued to practice his skills.

As the technique is practiced, spiritual energy from a wider range is attracted.

The nourishing deep yellow spiritual light, the vigorous and uplifting emerald spiritual light, and the moist and dark light of the cold pond in the distance all converged towards him.

Wisps of silver light in the night sky fell like misty rain, swirling around him, and then entering his mouth and nose with his breath, making his soul rejoice.

Ji An felt that the speed of refining spiritual power had increased by 20% compared to the sixth level of foundation building.

(End of this chapter)