Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Seeing that Qin Yuehan had wasted several furnaces, Zhou Yiqiao was not in a hurry. He smiled calmly and comforted her.

"Don't worry, Miss Qin. The art of alchemy is not something that can be accomplished overnight."

"You are new to this, so failure is common. As long as you can persevere, I think you will be able to successfully refine your first batch of pills in one month."

"Ah."

Qin Yuehan lowered his head and replied in a muffled voice.

Zhou Yiqiao shook his head, took out a few spiritual herbs and put them into the alchemy cauldron.

Seeing this, Qin Yuehan's eyes immediately widened and he looked at him excitedly.

Zhou Yiqiao moved very slowly. With every step he took, a gentle magical power wrapped around the spiritual herbs and melted them into the elixir.

Then, he flicked his fingertips lightly, and a flame as thin as a hair leaped out from his fingertips and gently fell into the alchemy cauldron.

The flame instantly ignited, causing the spiritual liquid in the cauldron to boil, and waves of rich fragrance wafted out.

Qin Yuehan watched all this intently, her eyes full of surprise and admiration.

"The key to alchemy is the temperature of the fire. If the fire is too strong, the elixir will burn; if the fire is too weak, the elixir will fail."

Zhou Yiqiao explained to Qin Yuehan while refining the elixir.

“You have to learn to control the flame and get it just right.”

Qin Yuehan nodded, a glimmer of understanding in his eyes.

Time passed slowly, the flame in the cauldron gradually went out, and a strong elixir fragrance filled the entire alchemy room.

Zhou Yiqiao gently opened the lid of the alchemy cauldron, and a puff of white smoke rose up.

With a flick of his finger, he dispersed the white smoke, revealing the elixir in the cauldron.

It was a pill that was as round as jade, emitting a faint glow from its surface, and looked extremely extraordinary.

"This is the elixir you are going to refine today - the Huiyang Pill."

Zhou Yiqiao took out the pill and handed it to Qin Yuehan.

Qin Yuehan took the pill, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"The senior's alchemy skills are superb. If Yue Han can achieve even a fraction of his level, he would be considered a genius in alchemy."

Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao chuckled and shook his head.

“In the art of alchemy, talent is important, but what is more important is persistent effort and continuous accumulation.”

"If you can persevere, you may be able to surpass me in your achievements one day."

Zhou Yiqiao was not talking nonsense. Although he had some talent in alchemy, he was still far from a true alchemy genius.

He could have achieved what he has today thanks to the endless spiritual herbs provided by the Moonstone Space and his own hard work over the years.

If Qin Yuehan could study as hard as he did, his future achievements would be limitless.

Of course, all this must be done after the blessing of the Moonstone Space. Otherwise, no matter to whom, Zhou Yiqiao’s words can only be regarded as words of encouragement.

"Senior's teachings, Yue Han will remember them in his heart."

Qin Yuehan bowed solemnly to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Okay, let's get back to the point. As soon as we started refining the elixir today, I could sense that you were distracted. What's on your mind?"

Zhou Yiqiao asked with concern, a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

When Qin Yuehan heard this, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face, but he finally nodded and said in a low voice.

"Senior, to be honest, when I was refining the elixir today, I did have something on my mind."

"Oh? What's got you so distracted?"

Zhou Yiqiao asked.

Qin Yuehan was silent for a moment, as if organizing his thoughts, and then slowly spoke.

"It was Master. The demons near Master's medicinal fields in Wuzhou have occupied the medicinal fields in Wuzhou today, cutting off the supply of spiritual herbs to my Spiritual Herb Hall."

"If we don't drive these monsters away quickly, not only will Master's wish to contribute to the human cultivators be dashed, but even the supply of spiritual herbs to Danqing Pavilion will be affected."

There was a hint of anxiety and helplessness in Qin Yuehan's voice.

Hearing Qin Yuehan's words, Zhou Yiqiao frowned instantly.

Although the herbal supply of Baicaotang is just superficial, it is precisely because it is just superficial that Zhou Yiqiao has to pay attention to this matter at this moment.

He couldn't let anyone or anything ruin his plans, not even those seemingly insignificant monsters.

"The demons have occupied the medicinal fields? This is indeed a problem."

Zhou Yiqiao said in a calm voice.

"Don't worry, as an alchemist, I have accumulated some connections over the years."

"When I am free, I will ask a fellow Taoist I know to go to Zoroastrianism to check out the situation."

"If he can, I believe he will be willing to help solve this problem."

Zhou Yiqiao is a loner, so he has no friends. The connections he talks about are just referring to himself.

Qin Yuehan naturally didn't know what Zhou Yiqiao was planning. When he heard that he was willing to help, a look of gratitude immediately appeared on his face.

"Thank you very much, senior. If you can help me, Yuehan would like to thank you on behalf of Lingcaotang."

Qin Yuehan bowed deeply to Zhou Yiqiao, her heart filled with gratitude.

Zhou Yiqiao waved his hand, indicating that she didn't need to be polite.

"Okay, go back and rest first. You need to keep a calm mind when refining the elixir."

"We will continue to make the elixir tomorrow."

Qin Yuehan nodded, turned and left the alchemy room.

Zhou Yiqiao watched her back disappear at the door, a thoughtful look on his face.

The demon tribe’s occupation of medicinal fields is no small matter.

If it is not resolved quickly, it may lead to greater trouble.

"Well, let's go out for another walk."

Zhou Yiqiao had already made up his mind. He stood up, stretched, leaped up, and disappeared into the moonlight.

After such a long period of friendship, Zhou Yiqiao had already known the locations of Sun Yunchang's spiritual fields from him.

After changing his identity and crossing the border between the two continents, Zhou Yiqiao flew into the interior of Zoroastrianism for only ten thousand miles and arrived at his destination.

At this moment, the night is as dark as ink, and the medicinal fields of Zoroastrianism appear quiet and mysterious under the moonlight.

However, this peaceful atmosphere was broken by a faint evil aura.

Zhou Yiqiao hid his body and quietly approached the medicine field.

Around the medicinal field, a group of monsters with fox heads and human bodies were busy harvesting the spiritual herbs. Their movements were skillful and quick, and it was obvious that they had done this more than once.

Zhou Yiqiao frowned. He didn't expect that so many monsters would sneak into the medicine garden.

Seeing the actions of these monsters, he immediately realized that this was no accident.

Since these monsters dared to sneak into Lingcao Hall to pick spiritual herbs, they were obviously prepared. They should have expected that Lingcao Hall would not set up too many guards in the medicine garden.

Zhou Yiqiao sneered in his heart, these monsters really had a good plan.

"It seems that if we want to know their real purpose, we have to ask them in person."

Zhou Yiqiao thought to himself, moved his body, and disappeared into the medicine garden.