The seventy-first chapter of the battle of the first disciples (27)
When it comes to Yuan Dan, Xu Yi's bag is almost the newly forged eight hundred Yuan Dans left.
Originally, when he came back from Ziyang Ting, he had nearly three thousand yuan of pills left in his bag. His big head was not spent anywhere else, but all of it was spent on the earth fire.
If it were not for the person responsible for opening the forbidden earth fire, Xu Yi would have caused a sensation after all.
In this sense, alchemy is really a high-consuming job. If you want to become a master, only wealthy and wealthy sects can afford it.
After finishing the alchemy, Xu Yi slept for three days before waking up.
The days that followed returned to normal, dull and fulfilling.
Three daily things.
First, accompany Qiuwa to taste the various delicacies cooked by Chef Huang Zu, and visit the mountains to see the scenery.
Second, it seems that continuing to study the fourth domain source of Huntian Sword, it seems that it has really reached a bottleneck period and the progress has never been much.
Finally, he asked Huang Zu to collect all kinds of herbs, regardless of their high or low levels, to let Qiu Wa analyze the medicinal properties and he slowly savored them himself.
This process is cumbersome because it is too difficult to grasp the properties of a number of medicines and synesthesias need to be transformed into different spectras of the medicines.
Moreover, Qiuwa cannot continue to deliver spiritual power and analyze the medicinal properties all day long for him to try to analyze.
Therefore, Xu Yi's process is very slow.
However, after only analyzing the three medicinal properties, it took nearly two months, and it was impossible to continue.
Because if he continues, his synesthesia law will be in chaos.
To put it bluntly, it was because time was not settled enough, and his memory was not deep enough.
So, Xu Yi stopped.
Concentrate your energy and first remember the ten medicinal properties you have mastered, and strive to reach the level of instant discernment.
But the whole process was extremely slow and there was no progress for a long time. Xu Yi did not dare to act rashly for the time being, and he did not dare to continue to taste the medicinal properties.
His original ambition was to master all the known more than 100 subdivided medicinal properties in just a short period of time. Now it seems that he is unwilling to do so.
At least, judging from his current situation, this goal cannot be achieved without hundreds or thousands of years.
Therefore, he extinguished his quick-achieving mind and consolidated what he had already understood. He needed to refine what pills he needed to do in the future and then study carefully.
Half a year passed, and Xu Yi still had not penetrated the Huntian Sword, but the ten medicinal properties were basically fully mastered because they were consolidated day after day, and even formed conditioned reflexes.
In the past six months, Xu Yi also obtained a batch of resources and refined more than 20 dimension pills, and the wealth he had accumulated exceeded 10,000 Yuan pills.
Even the elixir rate has stabilized at 30% to 40%.
Originally, Xu Yi could accumulate more wealth if he continued, but during the communication with Director Hu, he realized an important issue.
Yuandan is wealth, and to some extent, it is even Hengfu, but real high-level resources cannot be purchased by Hengfu, and it is important to barter.
Xu Yi thought about it carefully and agreed.
For great monks, Yuan Dan is almost impossible to become an obstacle to their practice. The treasures of the high-level level must be exchanged for the treasures of the high-level level.
For example, Xu Yi himself, he could not exchange some high-end treasures, especially for Yuan Dan.
Especially in the eyes of mature alchemists, Yuan Dan has been manufactured in large quantities in batches, so it is naturally impossible to regard it as wealth.
After Xu Yi stopped practicing the alchemy, he was considering whether to take the spiritual liquid that delayed the rule.
That day, after the trial competition, he received two bottles of spiritual liquid that delayed the rules, one bottle was given to Huang Zu. He was taken early by Huang Zu, and he saved another bottle himself and never took it.
Just because Xu Yi was still a little far away from the rule limit of fifty years old, he was not in a hurry to take spiritual medicine.
But he had been in Xuanqing Sect for more than two years, and he was a little closer to the level of fifty years old.
Xu Yi seemed to feel that it was difficult for him to enter the spiritual root stage before he was fifty.
Because it is really difficult to get promoted in Xuanqing Sect, and it will take several years to wait until the promotion competition.
It is not allowed to be promoted and cannot access higher-level resources, which makes Xu Yi quite troubled.
Sometimes, he even wanted to leave Xuanqing Sect and go out and make a breakthrough.
But the longer I stayed in this world, the more clearly Xu Yi knew what was going on in Wufeng’s cultivation world.
Thousands of sects of various sects have divided almost all their resources.
Under the restrictions of the laws of heaven, he cannot get out of Wufeng Kingdom.
Therefore, even if he became a casual cultivator outside, he would not have much opportunity to find.
On that day, he was sitting withered on the Qingping, working hard at several difficult-to-understand mathematics books. Under the newly transplanted big tree, Qiuwa built a swing under two thick and wide open branches, swaying and swaying.
Suddenly, the ancestor Huang bumped into Qingping and shouted from afar, "Young Master, a great happy event, there is a dispute between the first disciples among the disciples."
Xu Yi put down the book and listened to Huang Zu's answer, "This time, the competition for the first disciple will be successful, and you will be able to participate in the selection of outer disciples. As long as you do not rank among the last ten outer disciples, you will be able to stay among outer disciples and become a formal disciple, and you will be out of the sea of selection from now on."
Xu Yi was suddenly shocked, "Where is it? Why didn't I receive a notice? I'll ask you to inform me about such a big deal."
Huang Zu said, "I am asking for the Taoist platform. I don't know what's going on. After receiving the news, I rushed back and report it."
As soon as the Emperor Huang finished speaking, Xu Yi called Qiuwa and turned into a grass ring and shot towards the direction of the seeking Taoist platform like a sharp arrow.
When Xu Yi arrived, the huge platform for seeking Taoism was already crowded, and a high platform was temporarily set up in the middle.
Three figures stood on the platform, among which, there was only one of the headmaster Hu who was known to Xu Yi. The middle-aged and long-bearded man next to the headmaster Hu had the same demeanor as the headmaster Hu. The young man in the middle seemed to be a trial disciple. The noisy sound in his ears came, and Xu Yi immediately understood the identity of the young man in the pink.
Changfeng is the best among the disciples of the test, leading a large club, faintly aligned with Jinglong's Jinglong Club.
Xu Yi had heard of his name, but because he had been practicing in the cave for a long time and had no intersection in their lives, he had never met this famous person among the disciples.
"The incense stick has been burned halfway. If no one has responded, the name of the first disciple will fall on Changfeng this time."
The middle-aged and long-bearded man pointed to the incense burner not far away and said, "The incense in the incense burner has been burned nearly half of it."
Xu Yi was a little curious. How could no one be moved by fighting for the first disciple?
Chapter completed!