Chapter 25 Alchemy Room

Hu Zhensong took the spirit-checking plate and scanned it. The red light on the plate flickered, which was much brighter than the red light when he found the dark brown stone last time. Needless to say, the level of these two cyan crystals is much higher than that of the brown stone. Yes, the things that can make the two stone statues alive are not ordinary items.

This is a great harvest. I don’t know if the immortal masters will reward them when they see them in the future.

Everyone is concerned about the harvest, but Qingyang is very interested in the two stone statues. When others gathered around Hu Zhensong to admire the two cyan crystals, Qingyang came to the stone statue alone and squatted on the ground to observe carefully.

From the outside, the stone statue is no different from the stone statues carved by craftsmen in the secular world, and the exquisiteness is not even as good as the stone sculptures outside. But looking at the inside of the stone statue, there are many things that he can’t see through, and there are many regular lines carved. I don’t know what they are used for.

The place where the hole on the back of the stone statue was blown out seems to be the entire control center, which is much more complicated than other parts. After being blown up by the thunder, the cyan crystal that provided energy fell, and the stone statue became a dead object after losing power.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no owner here, and the two stone statues couldn't move at will, with everyone's ability, even if everyone died, they couldn't defeat the two stone statues. Looking at the two broken stone statues on the ground, Qingyang was extremely envious. The ability of the immortal master was indeed beyond the imagination of an ordinary person like himself.

Just the two stone statues have such great power, not to mention other abilities. I don't know if there will be a day when I will become an immortal master, Qingyang couldn't help but look forward to it.

After studying the two cyan crystals, Hu Zhensong took the spirit-judging plate to the stone statue and scanned it. He found that there was nothing useful on the stone statue. Then everyone came to the stone door of the hall together. Hu Zhensong tried to push it, but it still didn't move.

The whole stone door is nearly two feet high and more than one foot wide. It is divided into two doors, each of which is more than eight feet wide and at least nearly one foot thick. This was the first time they had ever encountered such a large stone door. It was impossible to open it by one person alone. They had to work together.

Everyone ate something and rested for a while. When they were almost recovered, the seven masters lined up, put their palms on one of the stone doors, and then pushed the door hard at the same time. As for the three children and the injured Qian Banxian and Du Chengjin, they could only be spectators. The place was too small to stand, and with their abilities, they could only make things worse.

The seven martial arts masters pushed hard at the same time, and the stone door finally moved. Only a dull sound of stone friction was heard, and a gap slowly appeared between the two doors.

After that, everyone continued to work hard. With a burst of strength, it took nearly a quarter of an hour to finally push the door open to a gap of more than two feet wide.

The door was opened, and everyone was exhausted. At least 70% to 80% of the 100% of the skills were consumed. This kind of physical work was really tiring. Fortunately, it was a push door, and the stone door hinge was flexible. If they were asked to lift such a door, seven more masters would be useless.

The seven masters sat by the door and rested for a while. When they recovered a little, they entered the hall through the crack of the door.

The light in the hall was OK, and you could see everything at a glance. The whole hall was very majestic, with a length and width of dozens of feet and a height of nearly ten feet. It looked extremely empty.

In the center of the hall, there stood a huge alchemy furnace more than two feet high. Below was a round belly with a diameter of nearly one foot. The outside was carved with flying phoenix patterns. Three ghost-faced animal feet supported the ground. On top was a gourd-shaped lid with coiled dragon patterns, combining yin and yang. The whole alchemy furnace had smooth lines and looked gorgeous and heavy.

With such a large alchemy furnace, I don't know how many pills it can refine at a time. I'm afraid only immortal masters can use it, right? Song He was also a Taoist. Seeing the huge pill furnace in the middle, he understood that this hall should be the alchemy room of the immortal masters.

On the left side of the hall, there were many shelves for placing goods, which were probably used to place various medicinal materials and finished pills, but most of the shelves were empty, and only in one corner, there were a few pill bottles sparsely placed.

On the right side of the hall, there seemed to be a pile of garbage. If you look closely, you can find one or two pieces of wood that barely maintain their shape. The other side here should be the wood and refined carbon used for making fire when refining pills. Maybe they have been placed for too long, and most of them have decayed, like garbage.

At this time, Hu Zhensong also saw that this was the immortal master's pill room. The pills refined by the immortal masters were immortal pills, right? Thinking of this, Hu Zhensong's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he could no longer care about anything else, and walked quickly towards the pill shelf on the left.

Others seemed to have thought of this as well, and hurriedly followed Hu Zhensong. They also wanted to see what the immortal pill looked like at the first time.

Coming to the shelf of elixirs, Hu Zhensong picked up a jade bottle, opened the lid carefully, and poured it into his palm, but only poured out a pool of black mucus, which smelled fishy. Inhaling a little through the nose almost made people faint.

How could this thing be an elixir? It is not an exaggeration to say that it is poison. It seems that it has been left for too long, and the elixir has also decomposed and turned into a pool of black water.

Hu Zhensong was not discouraged. He picked up another porcelain bottle from the shelf and poured it into his palm. As a result, only a trace of black ash was poured out, and there was nothing else. It was not as good as the jade bottle just now. It can be seen that the effect of porcelain bottles in holding elixirs is much worse than that of jade bottles.

After failing to find any usable pills in two bottles, Hu Zhensong gave up his luck. Sure enough, after checking all the bottles, he found that his hands were stained black, and he didn't find any usable pills.

Hu Zhensong was angry and kicked the shelf. Taoist Songhe stopped him and said, "Don't destroy it. These bottles are antiques. They can be sold for a lot of money. The immortal masters don't need them, so we can use them."

That's right. The immortal masters don't need them, so they can take them back. The Tiger Gang is big and has a lot of money. If nothing else, it's no problem for him to sell these jade bottles and porcelain bottles for ten or eight taels of silver each. These bottles look good and are made exquisitely. If you don't want to sell them, you can just put them in the house for appreciation.

Hu Zhensong retracted his outstretched foot, took out the spirit-judging plate, and scanned all the bottles one by one, even those where porcelain bottles were placed. Finding that there was really nothing usable, he collected the bottles and gave two or three to each person.