I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 879: Journey to Seek the Magic Pill (3rd Update, Additional Update with Monthly Pass)

One morning, after An Lin finished selling his buns, he asked for leave and went to Tushita Palace.

He saw Fat Ball Yin Xi again. After not seeing him for a while, Yin Xi became a little rounder again.

"Brother Yin Xi, I won't say any more polite words. I just want to ask you, how much does the cheapest magic pill cost?" An Lin got straight to the point as soon as he arrived.

Yin Xi's eyes widened and he took a deep breath: "Brother An Lin, you...are you already so advanced in the pill-eating realm? You've actually started taking divine pills!"

An Lin's face darkened slightly: "What the hell is the Dan Eating Realm?"

"This is a state that I set up independently for us to eat pills! Maybe after a period of development, we can become our own group." Yin Xi said excitedly.

An Lin waved his hand with a headache: "Let's get back to the topic. I just want to ask about the price of the magic pill!"

Time waits for no one, and it is time for him to start his plan to advance to the Return to the Void Realm.

There is no hope of obtaining the skills for the time being, and the artifacts are also elusive and hard to find. Now that I think about it, I can only put more effort into the magic elixir.

"The magic pill...it's actually hard to determine the price because the materials are hard to find."

"However, the magic pill requires god-level medicinal materials and fruits as raw materials for refining, and the price will not be too cheap no matter what." Yin Xi thought for a while, and then said, "The cheapest magic pill I have encountered costs tens of millions. Alchemist will not accept this kind of business without more than 100 million spiritual stones as guarantee."

An Lin heard this and grabbed Yin Xi's hand: "Brother, do you believe me?"

Yin Xi nodded solemnly: "Brother, I believe in you!"

An Lin was overjoyed.

"But I don't know how to refine the magic pill." Yin Xi said very calmly.

An Lin felt depressed and said in disbelief: "You, you are the chief alchemist of Tushita Palace in Heaven!"

Yin Xi rolled his eyes: "So what about the chief alchemist? I'm just a small late-level alchemist now."

The corner of An Lin's mouth twitched, a little late-level alchemist?

When the people in Danta heard what you said, they were going to get violent and beat them up!

Yin Xi shook his head and said: "The difficulty of refining the divine elixir can even surpass the difficulty of breaking through the Hedao realm. Anyway, I have never heard of an alchemist below the Hedao realm who can refine elixirs of this level. medicine."

"Chang'e can't do it either?" An Lin asked.

"Uh..." Yin Xi choked for a moment, "Except Chang'e, she is too evil. Now the level of alchemy is already half-step to the Dao Mirror. She can refine low-level divine elixirs. It can't be compared, it can't be compared..."

An Lin became interested and asked with a curious look on his face: "What kind of realm is the Taoist Mirror?"

"This is complicated to say. To put it simply, after the alchemist reaches the peak of his alchemy skills, he tries to make a breakthrough, and then imbues the alchemy with his own higher-level understanding of the Tao."

"The elixir can be called a divine elixir by combining it with god-level materials to refine it!"

"It can be said that the same type of magical elixir refined by different alchemists will have different effects because their Tao is different!"

Yin Xi spoke eloquently, and An Lin felt that it was an eye-opener.

"So, I have to find Chang'e?" An Lin murmured.

"You can also find my master!"

Yin Xi patted his round belly proudly.

Oh, no, it should be the chest.

Hmm...it's not wrong to say it's the belly! Because the boundary between the chest and the belly is actually no longer obvious based on his figure.

"Your master? Your master is a busy man, so he won't be too troublesome." An Lin hesitated.

"It's okay, as long as the money is in place, prepare a few hundred million, and my master will definitely come!" Yin Xi still looked confident.

An Lin: "Haha."

That was a world where the super rich were wealthy in the world of immortality. Poor people like An Lin had no choice but to retreat.

He thought for a while and decided to go to Chang'e. After all, it was easy to talk to acquaintances.

In this way, An Lin bid farewell to Yin Xi and went to the Moon Palace through the teleportation array in heaven.

A dark night surrounded by stars.

A ray of light flashed, and An Lin came to the continent with a faint silvery moonlight.

The quiet fragrance of osmanthus blew in the wind, making him take a deep breath. The fragrance of flowers flows into the body, as if a pair of gentle hands are caressing the meridians, and the whole body becomes comfortable.

"What a great place." An Lin couldn't help but praise.

He came to the door of the Moon Palace and stopped next to the sign stating that men and dogs were not allowed to enter.

An Lin took out the transmission talisman with some anxiety.

Not long after, a cold, yet somewhat lazy voice came out.

"Hey, Anlin Zongzi, what's the matter?"

An Lin: "..., what does Big Zongzi mean? New nickname?"

"Well... I just woke up, it's the sect master."

An Lin was a little embarrassed: "I don't dare to be the sect leader, just call me sect leader."

Chang'e: "..."

Toot toot…

The transmission talisman was hung up.

hiss……

Only then did An Lin wake up, wondering who was talking to him at the moment.

That was Chang'e, the Lord of the Moon Palace and known as the number one alchemist in heaven!

He was used to being mean to others, and now he pretended to be a bitch in front of Chang'e...

An Lin secretly cursed himself as a pig, worse than Zhu Bajie.

He bravely contacted Chang'e again using the transmission note. Fortunately, he was not blocked and was able to get through.

"Is something wrong?" Chang'e said coldly.

"Well, I'm outside the Moon Palace and I want to ask you for help with something." An Lin said sincerely.

"Are you urgent?" The woman's voice was as cold as the moon.

"Well, it's not that urgent..." An Lin hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I realize that there is nothing wrong with me, so the little fish jumps out of the green duckweed?" the voice came softly.

An Lin was confused: "What?"

"Alas..." the woman sighed quietly, "Life is like a traveler in the world. Don't be in a hurry. Why look at the moon? It's better to hold the cup tightly."

An Lin opened his mouth, but his mind went blank.

He suddenly recalled the fear of being dominated by Chang'e Wenqing's disease.

Damn... I don't understand it at all!

An Lin's eyes turned red.

I can’t even understand the words, can I still communicate normally?

Support...he needs strong support!

He immediately used the water body technique, took another transmission talisman, ran to a distance, and played the transmission talisman to Su Qianyun. In this situation, only Su Su, who understood Chang'e, could save him from the fire and water!

When Chang'e Wenqing fell ill, Su Qianyun still relied on her strong language understanding ability to chat and laugh. This scene was deeply imprinted in An Lin's mind. It was definitely a real thigh.

An Lin was touched by his wit. Fortunately, he had a spare version of the telegraph, fortunately he knew the water body technique, and fortunately he had Su Qianyun as a foreign aid, otherwise there would really be nothing he could do.

The transmission note was quickly connected, and Anlin No. 2 relayed Chang'e's words to Su Qianyun.

Su Qianyun knew that the matter was urgent, so he started to explain without asking any more questions.

For example, the first sentence means: "Why do you come to me for something that's not urgent?"

An Lin broke into a cold sweat.

The meaning of the second sentence is: "Even if you don't understand, a person's life passes by so quickly, and the things in front of him are still the most important. There is no need to pursue illusory things, you should go back and do your things."

This is an eviction order...

Before An Lin could recover, perhaps because he didn't reply for a long time, Chang'e said something again.

The general meaning is: "Why don't you say anything? If it's not an emergency, then I'll hang up."

After Su Qianyun finished translating, An Lin's transmission note had been hung up.

"Dududu..."

An Lin: "..."

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