Qiankun Gourd

After refining a few more batches of pills, Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction.

In the next month, he refined enough Peiyuan Pills.

There were enough Peiyuan Pills, so Ye Feng left the alchemy pavilion and returned to the medicine garden.

He sat cross-legged on the wooden bed in the thatched hut, swallowed a Peiyuan Pill, and began to silently recite the mantra of the eleventh level of "Chao Yuan Gong".

In a moment, the spiritual energy from all around gathered together, and before the spiritual energy could get close to his body, it flew into the small gourd in the storage bag.

Half a day later, Ye Feng took out the small gourd, gulped down a lot of spiritual water, then closed his eyes again and adjusted his breathing so that his body could better absorb the spiritual energy.

Just like that, half a year passed quickly, and Ye Feng's cultivation level increased from the tenth level of Qi Refining to the eleventh level of Qi Refining.

"Yes, with the help of this elixir, the speed of cultivation is amazing!"

After Ye Feng examined the changes in his body, he murmured happily to himself.

Another half a year passed, and his cultivation level had advanced from the eleventh level of Qi Refining to the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes and walked out of the medicine garden.

"The day of the martial arts competition is coming soon. Although I don't want to take anyone as my master, I still have to fight for this foundation-building pill."

Ye Feng muttered to himself, left the medicine garden and headed for the Contribution Pavilion.

He had promised Uncle Meng that he would give him a bottle of Peiyuan Dan, and this time he took the opportunity to ask about the competition.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Ye! Congratulations, Junior Brother Ye! After more than two years, your cultivation has reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining."

Ye Feng walked into the hall. Old Man Meng looked at Ye Feng and saw that his cultivation had reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining. He hurriedly and happily congratulated him.

Since Ye Feng's cultivation has improved, it seems that the Peiyuan Pill should also be successfully refined. Old Man Meng is naturally very happy.

Old Man Meng had been stuck at the twelfth level of Qi Refining for decades, and he needed this high-quality Peiyuan Pill to help him improve his cultivation and build his foundation. So he was very happy to see the changes in Ye Feng today.

Moreover, he deliberately discussed it with Ye Feng as an equal.

"Uncle Meng..." Ye Feng was about to speak.

"Junior Brother Ye, your cultivation level is now almost the same as mine, so don't call me Uncle Meng. We can just call each other equals, haha!"

Old Man Meng smiled happily.

Ye Feng smiled slightly when he saw this. Since that was the case, he didn't say much.

"Junior Brother Ye's cultivation has improved so quickly, has the Pei Yuan Pill been successfully refined?"

Old Man Meng looked at Ye Feng expectantly.

"Thanks to Senior Brother Meng's guidance, I was able to successfully refine this Pei Yuan Pill."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he waved his hand and a white jade bottle flew out.

"Brother Meng, this is for you."

"Good, good! That's great!"

Old Man Meng shouted several good words happily, took the white jade bottle in his hand, then opened the bottle cap and smelled it gently.

"Junior Brother Ye's alchemy skills are getting better and better. Although this Pei Yuan Pill is a mid-grade lower-level pill, the pills refined by Junior Brother Ye are comparable to mid-grade upper-level pills."

Old Man Meng put the cap on the bottle, put away the jade bottle and praised it repeatedly.

"I won't take my junior brother's money for nothing. This is one hundred low-grade spirit stones."

After Old Man Meng finished speaking, he waved his hand and a cloth bag filled with spirit stones flew out.

"This..." Ye Feng hesitated.

"Brother Ye, please accept it!"

Old Man Meng laughed.

"Brother Meng, you and I have a deep friendship. If I accept all of them, it would be too unreasonable. If I don't accept them, I guess Brother Meng won't be happy.

How about this, I’ll only charge half!”

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he took out fifty spirit stones from the cloth bag and put them away, and returned the rest to Old Man Meng.

"Junior Brother Ye, you are embarrassing me. I always say what I mean and I won't compromise."

"Brother, I still have something to ask you. Consider this as a token of my appreciation."

Ye Feng chuckled.

"Haha, in that case, I won't refuse!"

Upon hearing this, Old Man Meng smiled and put away the remaining fifty spirit stones.

Each of Ye Feng's Peiyuan Pills can be sold for ninety spirit stones, and a bottle of three pills can be sold for two hundred and seventy spirit stones.

Now that he only sold fifty spirit stones, Old Man Meng made a great profit and was naturally very happy.

"Junior Brother Ye, just tell me, let me see if an old fellow like me can help you."

Old Man Meng said with a smile.

"Brother Meng! As far as I know, the day of the big competition is coming soon! How can I sign up?"

"This is a small matter! I'll help you sign up! You don't have to worry about it.

Half a month later, Junior Brother, just go to Liangyi Peak to participate in the competition."

"Thank you so much, senior brother!"

Ye Feng had some conversation with Old Man Meng about the recent happenings in the Yue Kingdom's cultivation world.

For example, there have been numerous demonic sects emerging in Yue Kingdom recently, many immortal cultivation families and small sects have been destroyed, and the seven major sects are preparing to send troops to wipe out these demonic sects.

The six major demonic sects of Wu State and the seven major sects of Yue State came into conflict over some interests.

and many more.

All in all, the world of immortal cultivation has not been peaceful in recent years.

It seems that he must build his foundation as soon as possible, otherwise, with his current level of cultivation, once a war breaks out, he will be dead.

Half a month later, nearly a thousand inner disciples gathered in the square in front of the Liangyi Peak Hall.

Ten tall arenas were built in the center of the square.

In a moment, three figures fell from the sky and landed on a high platform in front. Leading the group was the sect leader Xiahou Gang, and on his left and right were Elder Peng from the Law Enforcement Hall and Elder Yu from the Mission Pavilion.

“Three months later, the seven major sects will hold a conference for elite disciples, and my Yellow Wind Valley needs to assign fifty Qi Refining Stage disciples to participate.

Starting from today, the sect will hold a grand competition. The top fifty disciples will receive a foundation-building pill and a top-grade magic weapon.

The top ten disciples will have the opportunity to become disciples of the sect elders, and may also be directly accepted as disciples by the four great masters.

I hope all the disciples can show their true abilities and become elite disciples."

Sect leader Xiahou Gang spoke first.

As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples in the square began to get ready, wanting to show off their skills.

This is a good opportunity. If you perform well and get into the top ten in the competition, you can become the disciple of an elder or the disciple of the master, then you may soar to the sky.

All the disciples in the square were very excited.

"Follow the instructions of the leader!"

All the disciples shouted in unison.

"Dear disciples, do not endanger your life during the duel, or I, the Law Enforcement Hall, will not let you off easily."

Elder Peng said with great dignity.

"As you command, elder!"

The disciples spoke again in unison.

"The rules of the competition are the same as in previous years. The news of the competition will be sent to your tokens. Please check and participate in the competition in time."

Elder Yu added on the side.

"As ordered!"