Chapter 770 Purple Tablet

"When will we do it?"

Chen Luo walked in and found a seat to sit down. He picked up the tea cup next to him and took a sip of water before asking.

"The time has not come yet. I invite you here this time because I want to discuss a business deal with you."

Completely different from his previous attitude in Shuifu, the Dragon King of Wanbao Pavilion had a calm aura, just like another person. Chen Luo roughly saw some clues. The dragon king in front of him was a clone just like him.

"What business?"

Chen Luo is very interested in business, and he has very few resources in the Hedao realm. The few spiritual cores he earned before were not enough to support his cultivation to the next level.

"Are you an alchemist?"

King Jiaolong did not answer Chen Luo's question, but instead asked.

"good."

Chen Luo immediately understood the opponent's purpose, which was also the alchemist's advantage. As long as you are a cultivator of immortality, you must be inseparable from the elixir. Whether it is for daily practice or just for healing. All these things are inseparable from the help of elixirs. The elixirs needed for the Hedao realm must be refined by a seventh-level alchemist. I could not find a few alchemists at the Hedao level in the entire world of immortal cultivation, and Chen Luo had never practiced either. So far, the highest grade elixir he has refined is the sixth level, which corresponds to the realm of returning to the void.

"I have a recipe for elixir here. You can study it and see if you can make it."

King Jiaolong put down the book in his hand, pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Chen Luo.

What you see is a large row of precious spiritual materials. There were many kinds of spiritual herbs and elixirs inside that Chen Luo had never even seen before. They were all medicinal materials that had become extinct after eight thousand years. He had some impressions of the main ingredients, but he still needed to try out how to use them as medicine. Refining elixirs is not just about throwing medicine into a furnace to make elixirs. You also need to calculate the yin and yang and the five elements. When he was at a low level, Chen Luo could stew in a pot. As long as his technique was correct, the details could be supplemented by his brain's instinct.

But high-level elixirs are different.

The higher the grade of the elixir, the more precise the requirements for the elixir refining process. In order to improve the success rate of alchemy, many high-level alchemists will refine some fan-like magic weapons to increase the temperature of the alchemy furnace's spiritual fire and increase the rate of elixir formation.

"It should be fine."

Chen Luo put down the pill recipe and pushed it back.

He planned to wait for this matter to be over and find an alchemist in the Hedao realm, but he couldn't find one. He could accept it in the Tribulation Realm and the Mahayana Realm.

"oh?"

The Dragon King's eyes lit up.

He found many alchemists for this recipe, but no one dared to take it over. Chen Luo was the first alchemist who was somewhat confident, which made him couldn't help but get excited. If this elixir can be refined, his subsequent practice will become very smooth. If he is lucky, he may be able to directly awaken the natal magical power of the dragon clan, further enhance his bloodline, and take a step forward on the road to dragon transformation.

"What's the probability?"

"Seventy percent."

Chen Luo pondered a ratio.

He was familiar with this kind of thing. If he wanted people to provide him with spiritual materials for alchemy for free, he had to increase his success rate. Only when the other party sees hope will they choose to invest. Once you start investing, you won’t be able to stop. What he has to do is to refine alchemy behind closed doors until he completely masters this elixir recipe and becomes an orthodox seventh-level alchemist.

Spend other people's spiritual materials to refine your own elixir.

This is called ability.

Once King Jiaolong's heart is moved, Chen Luo will be trapped in him and become his 'spiritual material supplier' for alchemy.

"Okay! As long as it can become a pill, I can agree to any conditions."

King Jiaolong stated the conditions.

He also knew that there was water in Chen Luo's probability, but he didn't care. The difficulty of this recipe is very high, and Chen Luo is currently the only one who dares to take it. In his opinion, even if the 70% elixir formation rate is somewhat watery, there must still be some useful information after squeezing it out. If you cut it in half, the success rate is still 35%, which is already worth his gamble.

It can't all be water.

The two people who agreed on the terms went downstairs and came to the fifth floor.

This floor is the spiritual material storage room of Wanbao Pavilion, where all the spiritual materials of the god refining level are stored. As one of the masters behind Wanbao Pavilion, King Jiaolong is naturally qualified to withdraw these spiritual materials at will.

"Senior Dai? When did you come here?"

There are many people on the fifth floor.

These people are not weak in aura, and they are all immortal cultivators above the level of god refining.

In the old Snowy Mountains, this would have been absolutely impossible. But after the Plague Beast Tribulation started, many sects that had fled fled here and hid here. The scale of the city has continued to increase with the arrival of these people, and now this barren land is no longer as desolate as before.

The number of pills and souls has increased several times, and even immortal cultivators at the level of god refining can occasionally encounter one or two. The fifth floor of Wanbao Tower is the area where spiritual materials of the god refining level are sold. Here you can see many powerful people who are in the second step of cultivating immortals.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Zhang."

An old man with a long beard wearing gray linen clothes turned around and nodded to the person who spoke before.

"I just came here not long ago. The Immortal Sect killed the plague beast in Liangjie Mountain this time and extracted a lot of good things from this evil beast. I also stopped by to see if I could find anything useful to me. of spiritual materials.”

Zhang Xuesong, who spoke first, walked over quickly.   Zhang Xuesong is the head of Songfeng Sect, and he is in the late stage of becoming a god. The Dai He who was talking to him was a guest of Chunyang Immortal Sect, and he was a rare monk who returned to the void. Zhang Xuesong spoke to him because he wanted to make friends with this person.

"The Immortal Sect is really powerful. It can even kill evil creatures like plague beasts."

Zhang Xuesong obviously heard the news, not just him. All the people on the fifth floor were just like them, coming for the materials on the plague beast.

After Chen Luo and Jiaolong came down, they did not attract anyone's attention.

This is the characteristic of the Hedao cultivators. Their bodies are integrated with the world. Unless they take the initiative to show up, even if they walk in front of them, the low-level cultivators cannot sense their existence.

"The Pure Yang Immortal Sect killed a plague beast?"

Chen Luo turned around and asked.

He rarely cared about what happened in the outside world. He had been in seclusion for many years. Suddenly, he heard that the Pure Yang Immortal Sect killed the plague beast, and he was inevitably curious.

"It's useless. Conventional means can't kill the plague beast at all."

The Dragon King also knew the news. He knew more details than the people on the pavilion. He even knew that the person who killed the plague beast was Mu Dao Ren from the Pure Yang Immortal Sect. That is, the person they need to deal with later.

Just as the two were chatting, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the stairs.

Two embarrassed figures rushed in from outside.

Chen Luo remembered that the clothes on the two figures were the clothes of the core disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect. Not long after the two rushed in, they quickly ran to the top floor. As a result, just after taking two steps, they saw a figure rushing down to catch up.

This person was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Pure Yang Sect, holding a long sword in his hand, and his murderous eyes swept around, and finally fixed on the two people in front.

"Hand over the purple slip!"

The disciple of the Pure Yang Sect shouted angrily, and soon a group of people chased after him, all of whom were wearing the clothes of the Pure Yang Sect.

"We found the purple slip first. Aren't you afraid of causing a war between the two sects by doing this?"

The face of the Ancient Sword Sect disciple who ran to the stairs and was blocked by an invisible force changed, and he could only stop and take out the magic weapon for defense.

"Don't put the hat on me, this is the territory of our Pure Yang Sect."

The leading disciple of the Pure Yang Sect stared at the Ancient Sword Sect disciple who was speaking.

"When did this barren and desolate land become the territory of your Chunyang Immortal Sect?" The disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect laughed in anger.

This purple slip was dug out from the ruins by the two brothers after a narrow escape.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they left the ruins, they triggered a strange phenomenon and attracted the disciples of the Chunyang Immortal Sect. After that, there was a chase. The two desperate people fled to the Wanbao Building, hoping to borrow the power of the Wanbao Building to save their lives and delay time to wait for the rescue of the sect.

"Stop talking nonsense! Are you going to hand over the purple slip or not?"

Several disciples of the Chunyang Immortal Sect lost their patience. They knew the purpose of these two people and naturally would not give them the opportunity to delay time. Dai He and Zhang Xuesong, who were chatting, looked over. After seeing the clothes of the two disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, Dai He took a few steps forward and quietly blocked the window, cutting off the chance of the two disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect to escape.

"Don't you care?"

Chen Luo looked at the Dragon King and asked.

The mysterious boss mentioned by these people is none other than the Jiaolong King of the demon clan. He is able to open pavilions in so many markets in the world of immortal cultivation. The strength of Wanbaolou is definitely not weak. As the chief shopkeeper of Wanbaolou, Jiaolong King can be regarded as a local overlord, and ordinary immortal cultivators dare not provoke him at all.

"No matter."

The Jiaolong King refused decisively.

And then, as if he had not seen these people, after handing over the spiritual materials needed for alchemy to Chen Luo, he hurriedly left the place.

The Ancient Sword Sect and the Pure Yang Immortal Sect are both Taoist sects of the first level of the upper nine sects. Behind them are all ancestors of the Hedao level. Once this level of existence comes, he doesn't know whether they will fight each other, but he, a powerful demon clan member, will definitely be blocked in place, and if things go wrong, he will be strangled by the people of these two sects and skinned and pulled out.

The Jiaolong is full of treasures, which is something everyone in the world of immortal cultivation knows.

"They want to delay time!"

"Go! Get the purple tablet back first."

Several disciples of the Pure Yang Sect could no longer hold back, and took out their magic weapons at the same time, besieging the two Ancient Sword Sect disciples who were surrounded.

These people did not care about the lives of others.

But in a few moments, most of the cabinets on the fifth floor were destroyed, and a large number of spiritual materials were scattered on the ground. Some monks who were watching the excitement took the opportunity to make a lot of money.

The two Ancient Sword Sect disciples were also ruthless.

After being hit by two swords, they immediately fought back, blocking the attack in a desperate way, and severely injured two people. The chaotic spiritual power rotated in this floor, and the outer protective ban lit up, forming a circle of closed space, trapping everyone inside.

Can't get in, can't get out. (End of this chapter)