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For Jing Yu, these alchemy puppets are not only assembly line money-making machines that can continuously earn spirit stones, but also famous alchemy masters who can teach him alchemy step by step!

Foundation-building pills are different from Qi-training pills because the variable of divine consciousness is added, which makes the refining process hundreds or thousands of times more complicated than the Qi-training period!

The higher the level of cultivation, the more stringent the talent requirements for the hundreds of arts of cultivation become. If a Qi-cultivating alchemist can accumulate it through a lot of repetitive and cost-effective practice, then a foundation-building alchemist who can independently refine foundation-building pills needs to have his own unique insights on the way of alchemy.

And it just so happened that the alchemy puppet violently disassembled and presented to Jing Yu all the most indescribable "unique insights" such as the various changes in the medicinal properties of this kind of elixir, the refining techniques, the control of the fire, etc., allowing him to explore the essence of alchemy almost unscrupulously.

Thinking of this, Jing Yu suddenly sighed that Jiu Ming Daojun was truly an all-rounder. To be able to create something like a skilled puppet, he must have achieved extremely high attainments in any of the hundreds of arts of cultivating immortals.

He suddenly thought of a question, why are the products made by almost all the skilled puppets just at the most standard mid-level?

Jing Yu naturally would not think that Jiu Ming Daojun was incapable of creating a skilled puppet capable of refining products of the highest quality.

If a student can accurately control his score to 80 points in every exam, then there is no doubt that this student has the ability to score 100 points.

Was it to leave some room for the skilled monks in the world? Jing Yu pondered endlessly.

Maybe it's to leave some room for myself...

In addition to the skill puppets, what Jing Yu was most interested in was a completely anthropomorphic [Flesh and Blood Puppet].

This is a puppet made of the flesh, blood, and bones of monsters. It restores the structure of the human body 100%. After it is made, it is remotely controlled by spiritual thoughts. Whether it is the appearance, behavior, or subtle expressions, it is almost indistinguishable from a real person.

By adding a [Spiritual Pressure Device], a substitute puppet that can be customized to display the realm of cultivation is directly completed.

Jing Yu almost immediately thought of the various uses of this [Flesh and Blood Puppet]. The most useful one was naturally to use it to replace the original body to go to the enemy camp's territory to carry out dangerous tasks such as purchasing supplies and spying on the enemy.

However, the range of ordinary cultivators' spiritual thoughts is limited, and they cannot control puppets over long distances. However, the Daoist Master Jiu Ming's method of achieving enlightenment, [Spirit Condensation Technique], makes up for this very well.

With the powerful spiritual power cultivated through the art of soul gathering, Jing Yu can greatly increase the control range of the flesh and blood puppet, making it impossible for others to grasp the specific location of the original body.

When Jing Yu first entered the foundation-building stage, his own combat power was advancing by leaps and bounds, and his various methods were greatly enriched. There were too many directions for him to study and improve, so he naturally needed a good retreat. But even when he was practicing magical powers, improving skills, and honing his cultivation, Jing Yu still did not forget his small test of fate.

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"Ugh."

After clearing the table of leftovers, Zhao Yuanchen sat down on the threshold of the front hall, slowly pounding his lower back with a listless look.

"Damn it, ever since I started preparing for my uncle's foundation-building celebration, I haven't had a moment's rest. Now it's finally over."

"You are a dignified Foundation Establishment cultivator, but there are only three people in such a large mansion, two of whom are cultivators. Doesn't that mean all the dirty work in this mansion will fall on me alone?"

The more Zhao Yuanchen thought about it, the bleaker his future seemed. "Damn it! It's not even as good as the Wushan Market. At least there, I can still have fun every night. The prostitutes in the outer markets are certainly unaffordable for cultivators, but they're still cheaper for mortals. It's not like in Xiaoyao Immortal City, where even ordinary girls in ordinary flower shops charge a minimum of ten spirit coins for a tea... Is there gold inlaid in the rough edges?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanchen felt a surge of anger in his lower abdomen, making his face flush.

Standing up with a thud, Zhao Yuanchen touched the bulging bag, then the empty purse at his waist, cursing:

"Damn it, if I only had a spiritual root..."

He felt a surge of restlessness and went to the study room. He squatted in front of the rows of books and looked around, muttering to himself:

"I remember my great uncle seemed to have a collection of moving erotic picture books... I wonder where he put them?"

He pulled out a stack of books and looked through each one.

"[Statecraft]...what the hell is that?"

Zhao Yuanchen scratched his head and threw the book aside.

"[Appreciation of Ancient Poetry]... That's not right."

"[Secretly Compiled Documents of the State of Zhao]? Yuan Xi seems to have mentioned this book before. When did he mention it?"

Zhao Yuanchen hesitated for a while and moved his butt, only to find that the floor was unusually hard and hurt his butt. So he put the "Secret Files of Zhao State" under his butt, and then he felt a little more comfortable.

"[Compendium of Mortal Talisman Drawings]... Damn it, there's not a single useful book."

"[Common Puppet Assembly Manual]... Where's the erotic picture book?"

Zhao Yuanchen became more and more irritated as he flipped through the books. His little head now controlled his big head, and his mind was filled with a pool of yellow paste. He had no idea why these books were placed there.

"Ok?"

Zhao Yuanchen pulled out the book at the bottom of the pile, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"【Iron Sand Body】! A physical training method!"

"Okay, okay, my uncle is always a bit careless!"

Zhao Yuanchen was holding the physical training manual in his hands, overjoyed. "I thought that all the manuals worth selling spirit stones would be stored in my uncle's storage bag, and most of the books left in his study would just be worthless books. I never thought I'd find a bargain today..."

"Although this body-refining technique isn't very valuable, I can still get fifty or sixty spirit coins by pawning it at a pawn shop!"

So Zhao Yuanchen stuffed the [Iron Sand Body] book under his inner clothing and kept it close to his body. He happily left the yard and headed straight for the nearest pawnshop on the block...

After Zhao Yuanchen left, a soft sigh was heard in the originally quiet study.

Zhao Yuanchen happily walked onto the street, found a pawn shop, looked around for a long time, and then sneaked in, calling out like a thief:

"Boss! I want to pawn!"

The owner of the pawn shop counter was a short, fat, middle-aged male cultivator at the third level of Qi training. He opened his half-closed eyes, looked Zhao Yuanchen up and down, then stroked his mustache and said:

"Young man, I wonder which master's family you belong to? If you stole any treasures from your family and pawned them to my bank, I will be held accountable by your master. I, with my weak arms and legs, cannot afford to bear the consequences!"