Chapter 785 Daily Alchemy

Danyuan Hall.

Bai Yu carried a bunch of spiritual fruits and fairy valleys and entered Lu Jing's alchemy room.

When Lu Jing saw Bai Yu, he said directly:

"Bai boy, more than ten years have passed. Have you made any progress in the Three Corpse Pill?"

He saw the gift Bai Yu was carrying and thought that Bai Yu had failed in alchemy.

Without waiting for Bai Yu to speak, he comforted him:

"It's okay even if you fail. The way of alchemy is difficult, and ninth-level alchemists are rare."

"Wait for the next auction, the sect should have another chance."

Bai Yu bowed and saluted:

"Uncle Master, I am here to report to you, and I am lucky to have fulfilled your mission."

Lu Jing jumped up and stepped forward eagerly:

"What? It worked! How much did it work?"

Bai Yu replied:

"Nine materials, a total of three times, one of which produced two pills."

This was a decision he made after careful consideration.

The success rate cannot be too high, otherwise it would be a bit shocking.

If it is too low, it would be a bit disappointing to the sect's high expectations.

At this time, Lu Jing's eyes sparkled, and his face was full of unstoppable smiles.

Three out of nine successes is enough!

This success rate is higher than expected!

Originally, I thought that as long as one out of nine successes was considered qualified.

He even made plans, and it was not unacceptable for Bai Yu to fail all the times.

However, he was always stubborn, and soon he forced down the corners of his mouth, and said with a straight face:

"Nothing more, only 30% success rate, nothing more."

Bai Yu was used to Lu Jing's style, took four pill bottles and handed them to him:

"Uncle Master, this is the Three Corpse Pill I made, please submit it to the sect on my behalf."

Lu Jing took the pill, checked the quality, and became more and more satisfied:

"You barely passed, go outside to collect the points reward."

Bai Yu thought for a while, and then said:

"Uncle Master, now I am barely a ninth-level alchemist, I want to issue a task in the Danyuan Hall."

"All disciples of the sect can use the essence of the five elements to come to me to make pills."

This is a win-win situation, he does not have to spend energy to find the essence of the five elements, and can also brush up some alchemy proficiency.

And fellow disciples of the sect can ask high-level alchemists to help.

Lu Jing nodded slightly:

"It's a small matter. All high-level alchemists have this treatment."

"Bai boy is not bad. He has made great achievements in alchemy and never forgets to give back to the sect."

Bai Yu pulled Lu Jing to ask for his experience in alchemy.

Although his current alchemy level is much higher than Lu Jing, he still lacks experience in alchemy.

After asking for advice, he gained a lot and left in the afternoon.

After Bai Yu left, Lu Jing couldn't wait to take out the sound transmission jade talisman:

"Junior Brother Hua Zhen, Bai Yu has made the Three Corpse Pills!"

Hua Zhenzi:

"Great, how many have you made?"

Lu Jing:

"One!"

...

In the Corpse Farm, Bai Yu's originally tense life suddenly became relaxed.

Relaxation is the way, and proper rest is also necessary.

Every day he farms, teaches his junior sister, and occasionally takes his friends to eat hot pot.

The days are quiet and leisurely.

That day, Li Debiao rushed to the farm.

"Old Bai, bring us some delicious food and drinks, I'm starving."

Bai Yu smiled slightly and told Lao Mo to serve the dishes one by one.

Li Debiao picked up the chopsticks and ate half of the dishes on the table in a few clacks.

"Are you a starving ghost reincarnated?"

Bai Yu's face was dark. "If you keep eating like this, the farm will be bankrupted by you."

Li Debiao kept using his chopsticks and said:

"You don't know that the front line and Feihu Mountain are fighting fiercely now."

"I, Li, have participated in more than 70 battles and have more than 100 injuries on my body."

"For half a year, I haven't eaten a single grain of rice or a single drop of water. I have eaten hundreds of kilograms of fasting pills and my mouth is bland."

Bai Yu frowned slightly.

In recent years, the conflict between the corpse-driving sect and Feihu Mountain has become more and more intense.

The Ghost Cave and the Red Flame Sect also joined the battlefield, forming a two-on-two confrontation.

If the front line can't hold on, he won't be able to live a peaceful life.

At this time, Li Debiao held a big elbow and gnawed:

"This taste is wrong, the elbow is not as delicious as the one half a year ago."

Bai Yu:

"Impossible, this is from half a year ago."

Li Debiao: "???"

"Fuck - I, Li, fought to the death on the front line, and this is how you treat the heroes?"

Bai Yu hurriedly comforted:

"Don't be angry, Li, come and eat this lion head, this is not from half a year ago."

Li Debiao ate a lion head in one mouthful:

"This is almost right, when was this made?"

Bai Yu: "Two years ago."

...

The war on the front line also made the corpse-driving sect feel a bit of tension.

Bai Yu also began to act.

In addition to practicing, he helped people refine pills to collect the essence of the five elements and temper the Burial Demon Blade.

Occasionally, he would enter the Netherworld to explore unexplored areas, and occasionally find some treasures left by the ancestors.

On this day, another guest of the Corpse Inn was buried after a hundred years.

Bai Yu took the lead and began to play music for the funeral.

[Successfully buried Lu Yuan, an early stage human immortal, and received rewards: Poison Spirit Root +13, Burial Immortal Points +1239! ]

[Optional rewards: Intermediate Immortal Yuan +6, Poisonous Insect Heart-searching Technique, Black Spider Poison Skill, Immortal Cultivation +0.2%, Five Poison Black Flame. ]

[Funeral participation rate 90%, you can choose two additional rewards. ]

This person turned out to be a rare poison cultivator.

After a brief thought, Bai Yu chose the Five Poison Black Flame and the Poison Insect Heart-searching Technique.

[Poison Insect Heart-searching Technique, second-level fairy fire, uses poisonous insects to control the enemy's soul and interrogate information. ]

[Five Poison Black Flame, third-level fairy fire, black flame poison fire refined by the five poisonous insects. ]

Bai Yu's mind moved, and he summoned his own thunder fire Qinglong evil-suppressing divine thunder.

The blue lightning, like a long-horned green dragon, slowly swam around the Five Poison Black Flame, and from time to time pounced on it to tear off a piece of black flame for refining.

Every time a piece of black flame origin was refined, the aura of the Qinglong evil-suppressing divine thunder became stronger.

After a few days, the Five Poison Black Flame was completely refined.

[The original thunder fire successfully transformed into the poison-repelling dragon flame! ]

[The poison-repelling dragon flame, fourth-level fairy fire, can repel poison, suppress evil, and control dragons. 】

Bai Yu smiled slightly and put away the poison-repelling dragon flame.

Another trump card was upgraded.

In the following days, he worked hard to make pills and practice.

Soon, all the disciples of the corpse-driving sect knew that the Bai Palace Master of the Xiannong Palace was an alchemist above the eighth level.

The Bai Palace Master was very kind and was willing to make pills for his fellow disciples as long as they paid the five elements essence as a reward.

This was great news for ordinary disciples.

The status of the eighth-level alchemist was comparable to that of the earthly immortal cultivators. They were usually high and mighty, and ordinary disciples could not invite them at all.

So, the disciples who asked Bai Yu to help formed a long queue.

And Bai Yu set a rule to only make three furnaces of pills every day.

This move not only brought him a lot of prestige, but also harvested a steady stream of five elements essence.