Chapter 1117 The Elder Who Makes Alchemy

"You want to find an alchemy room? You can make alchemy?" Shangguan Yan's face was full of disbelief.

"I know a little bit." Qingyang said lightly.

"A guard of a rich country family won the first place in the preliminary election of the Saint Son of Kuzhong City, and he can even make alchemy. Can you tell me what else you can't do?" Shangguan Yan said.

Shangguan Yan wanted to continue to ask a few more questions, what is Qingyang's background, how did he learn to make alchemy, and how he was willing to be a guard for others with such outstanding abilities, but thinking about the previous questions she asked, Qingyang did not give a direct answer, she could only give up this plan and said: "Forget it, you can even get the first place in the preliminary election of the Saint Son, it doesn't seem to be that rare to be able to make alchemy. Since you don't want to explain in detail, I don't bother to care, but this lady has been with you for most of the day, and I am tired of backache and leg cramps. I want to find a place to rest for a while. You won't disagree, right?"

Qingyang has been wandering for so long and found nothing, and he is a little discouraged. He said: "Since Miss Shangguan has a request, I will accompany you, where do you want to go? "

Shangguan Yan looked around and saw a small path in front of her. At the end of the path was a farmyard, with a few thatched cottages behind it. In front of her was a yard made of bamboo fences. There were trees and ponds in the yard, and it seemed that there were also a few spiritual fields cultivated inside, so she said casually: "Let's go there."

Qingyang had no objection to this, so he walked towards the simple small yard with Shangguan Yan. There were very few monks in Wuliang Mountain. Except for the core area where Wuliang Saint was located and the yards where the quasi-saints lived, there were few extra buildings. Occasionally, some simple yards were encountered, but no one lived there. I don't know what they were built for.

Qingyang and Shangguan Yan originally thought that this farmyard was also empty, so they didn't think too much about it. They just walked around and relaxed. Who knew that when they got closer, they found that there were people living in the yard. Perhaps they sensed someone approaching, and a middle-aged woman came out of the thatched cottage.

The middle-aged woman's cultivation was not high, only in the middle stage of the foundation-building period. She was not surprised to see Qingyang and Shangguan Yan, but asked calmly: "I wonder why you two are here?"

Shangguan Yan didn't expect to meet a foundation-building cultivator just by walking around. Some cultivators like quietness and hate being disturbed the most. She hurriedly said: "We were just walking around and saw a yard here, so we came to take a look. I didn't expect to disturb the senior's quiet cultivation."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said: "What quiet cultivation can be disturbed? Only the old man and I live in this yard. Recently, the old man has been busy with his own things. No one comes to talk to me on weekdays. I am bored and I wish someone would come. If you don't mind the simplicity of my humble home, come in and sit down."

The other party took the initiative to invite them, and they couldn't retreat, so they walked into the yard through the bamboo gate. Although they didn't know whether the other party had any bad intentions, the Wuliang Mountain was not big in total, and there was the Wuliang Saint in charge, so no one would hurt the two quasi-saints casually.

From a distance, it looked like just a few simple huts. When I entered the yard, I found that the house was built very delicately. From the outside, there were three doors in total. Inside the middle door, there were tables and chairs, like a hall. The door on the right was closed, probably where people lived. The door on the left was also open, and it seemed that the space inside was very large.

Standing outside the room on the left, I could even vaguely see that there seemed to be an alchemy furnace in the middle of the room, and an old man with white hair and beard was sitting next to it. The middle-aged woman said that there were only two people living in this yard. This old man must be the old man she mentioned. As for the old man she said, he was always busy with his own things, so he must be refining the elixir in this room.

After a day of wandering around, I couldn't find a place to refine the elixir. I didn't expect that because of Shangguan Yan's words, I actually met someone refining the elixir here. Qingyang was curious for a while, so he came to the door and looked inside. Others would practice alchemy in seclusion, with many guards outside, fearing being disturbed, but this old man practiced alchemy with the door open, presumably he didn't mind outsiders watching.

Qingyang couldn't use his divine sense yet, and he couldn't tell from his eyes that the old man had any cultivation. He seemed to be just an ordinary mortal old man. However, since the middle-aged woman was a cultivator, the old man should also be a foundation-building cultivator, but he used secret techniques to hide his cultivation so that it couldn't be seen.

Shangguan Yan also found that the old man seemed to be practicing alchemy. It was really a piece of cake. Shangguan Yan gave Qingyang a proud look. As a result, he encountered someone practicing alchemy with just a random suggestion. Fortunately, he took the initiative to ask, and avoided a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Seeing that the two seemed very interested in alchemy, the middle-aged woman introduced them from behind: "The one inside is my old man. He has been sitting in the room for several months to refine a foundation-building level pill, so I can only stay here with him."

In Qingyang's eyes, the foundation-building level pill is considered a low-level pill. Not to mention his peak period before, even if he can't use his divine consciousness now, he can still refine it based on experience. This old man sat for several months for a foundation-building level pill. It seems that his talent is not very good. But it's normal. This old man is only at the foundation-building level. It is indeed difficult for him to refine the same level of pills.

Qingyang didn't say anything. Shangguan Yan next to him was curious for a while and couldn't help asking: "Senior, what kind of pill is so difficult to refine?"

The middle-aged woman didn’t know whether it was because she had been suppressed by no one to talk to for a long time, or because she was born with natural familiarity. She didn’t notice anything wrong at all, and said: “It seems to be called the Tongqiao Pill. It's very effective. The old man has been studying this elixir for several years. He thought he had a thorough understanding half a year ago, so he started trying to refine it. As a result, he wasted dozens of materials, but he never succeeded. I have tried to persuade him. He needs talent to make alchemy. If he lacks talent, it is useless to just practice hard. As a result, he can't listen to anything. "

The Tongqiao Pill is a common elixir among monks. As a senior alchemy king, Qingyang is naturally very familiar with it. The Tongqiao Pill is a slightly more difficult type of foundation-building elixir, which is just as difficult as the Foundation-Building Pill. The elixir was a little bit worse. This old man used his foundation-building skills to refine the foundation-level enlightenment elixir. It was pretty good, not as bad as the middle-aged woman said.

It is difficult for those who don’t know how to do it. It is easy to refine Qingyang, the Tongqiao Pill, but it is not necessarily the case for those low-level alchemists, especially beginners. When refining the Tongqiao Pill, a certain Some places require special attention, and mistakes may occur if you are not careful.