Looking at Song Yuanqiao's smile, Chen Changsheng also knew that the other party seemed to be inquiring, but in reality, he did not care.
Or rather, Song Yuanqiao did not think of obtaining anything from this junior brother at all.
Even if his junior brother might be an immortal, even if his junior brother might have something amazing, it could not affect his concern.
If his junior brother wanted something, his senior brother had to give it to him.
This wasn't an exchange, but a brotherhood.
Senior Brother's feelings today…
Chen Changsheng remembered today's events.
This eight-hundred-year-old snow lotus was also very helpful to Song Yuanqiao…
Now that she had given it to him without hesitation, there was indeed nothing to say to him.
With a warm smile, Chen Changsheng looked at Song Yuanqiao, sensing his inner energy that far surpassed the peak of the Houtian realm but was not yet at the Xiantian level. He said,"Shixiong will know after a few days.”
"Oh?" Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said with a smile,"Little Junior Brother, you're still keeping me in suspense.”
"How dare you, Junior Brother?" Chen Changsheng also smiled, his expression profound and unfathomable.
"Alright, alright." "Then I'll be waiting for your good news in a few days, Junior Brother." Song Yuanqiao said helplessly when he saw this.”
At this moment, the Daoist child walked in with a purple wooden box.
He opened the box and found a withered snow lotus in perfect condition.
The snow lotus grew on the snowy Tianshan Mountain.
However, it could also be preserved at ordinary low temperatures.
It was just that the requirements for the object to be stored were very high. It was not ordinary for this purple wood to be able to preserve the snow lotus.
However, Chen Changsheng ignored all of this. His gaze was only focused on this eight-hundred-year-old snow lotus!
After looking at it for a while, Chen Changsheng closed the box again and solemnly thanked him.
Song Yuanqiao patted his shoulder and didn't say anything.
After Chen Changsheng left, Song Yuanqiao gazed at his back and nodded in gratification.
He did not take Chen Changsheng's offer of an item of exchange to heart.
His junior brother was the key to the rise of Wudang. Moreover, he did not mind that his junior brother lost the 800-year-old snow lotus.
He did not have any other thoughts about his junior brother not studying today but preparing to refine pills.
It's not bad for Junior Brother to take a break.
Thinking of himself, Song Yuanqiao was slightly distressed.
"It's been a few months. Little junior brother has already returned from the mountain. Why hasn't he broken through?”
Song Yuanqiao's expression was filled with emotion as he sighed helplessly."As the eldest senior brother of a sect, if he hasn't reached the Connate Realm, I'm afraid he'll ruin the reputation of Master and Little Junior Brother.”
As the number one of Wudang's Eight Heroes, Song Yuanqiao did not wish to become a grandmaster like Zhang Sanfeng, but he also hoped to enter the Connate Realm.
This was to prevent the reputation of the WuTang Sect from being tarnished, and people would laugh at Immortal Chen's Eldest Senior Brother for not even being a Connate Cultivator.
However, the more he wanted to break through, the slower his progress became.
The shackles were unbreakable!
When he was alone, he always felt that he had no hope of reaching the Connate Realm.
……
Holding the wooden box in his hand, Chen Changsheng walked out of Song Yuanqiao's courtyard.
Then, he casually called over a disciple who was busy with chores.
"Little Uncle-Master!"
This disciple did not stutter. His tone was clear and bright, but his eyes were also looking at him with incomparable reverence.
"Go to my room and move the secret manual of fire on the table to the peak of the main peak," Chen Changsheng casually instructed.”
"Also, make a trip to the Alchemy Pavilion and tell Wang Jie to bring the herbs and pill furnace over.”
When the disciple heard this, he nodded repeatedly and hurriedly carried out his mission.
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but smile at this sight. He shook his head and continued to walk toward the cliff.
At this time, pill refinement was not as extravagant as described in cultivation monsters.
Usually, the most advanced pill refinement only required the most unadorned pill furnace and herbs.
But the pill that Chen Changsheng wanted to refine was a pill that could be of help to cultivators!
According to the derived scriptures, refining True Essence Pills required a strong flame derived from a spell.
Otherwise, Chen Changsheng would not have come out to concoct pills only after accumulating more than 2000 deduction points.
It was mainly for this spell!
After a year of secluded cultivation at the cliff, he had already stopped here.
Chen Changsheng came to the edge of the ancient pine tree at the top of the cliff and sat down cross-legged.
Not long after, Wang Jie and his disciples arrived with many medicinal herbs and secret manuals.
"You guys can leave first. Don't let anyone disturb me for the next few days.”
Chen Changsheng casually gave a few instructions.
After returning, Wang Jie happened to meet Zhang Cuishan and learned that his junior brother was studying at the back of the mountain.
Zhang Cuishan frowned and shouted,"
"Let's go. All the disciples guarding the place, follow me. From today onwards, the cliff at the back of the mountain is strictly forbidden. Anyone who trespasses will be expelled from the sect!”
After saying that, he led a group of people to seal off the back mountain.
And Chen Changsheng also began to make preparations for the pill refinement with peace of mind.
" Flaming Palm, Flaming Fist, Ghost Fire Steps…"
Chen Changsheng took out ten martial arts manuals for cultivating fire. These ten manuals had been chosen beforehand.
Although their names were domineering, they were still unable to break away from the scope of mortals, and their power was limited.
But Chen Changsheng's goal for writing this secret manual was not to cultivate, but to deduce.
He carefully flipped through the secret manuals one by one and finally chose the Flaming Palm.
Deduction.
[Skill: Flaming Palm]
[Deduction Points: 500]
Deduction?
Chen Changsheng naturally did not hesitate and immediately finished his deduction.
[Congratulations! You have obtained the Fire True Qi from the Flaming Palm.]
Chen Changsheng browsed through the scriptures in his mind and gently shook his head.
He thought to himself that this spell really consumed a lot of energy. 500 deduction points and he still couldn't deduce a proper fire spell.
Hence, he continued.
Deduction.
[Technique: Fire True Qi]
[Deduction Points: 1000]
Deduction?
……
[Congratulations! You have successfully evolved the Flaming True Qi into Fireball.]
He had succeeded!
As he browsed through the Fireball technique in his mind, Chen Changsheng's eyes gradually lit up.
Time passed slowly.
Six hours later.
Chen Changsheng, who had not moved for a long time, suddenly raised his right hand and raised a finger, appearing somewhat baffling.
But not long after, at a spot half an inch above Chen Changsheng's fingertip, a slight ripple of space suddenly appeared, and a few sparks appeared out of thin air.
As soon as the spark appeared, it immediately turned into a red fireball the size of a walnut. Although the fireball wasn't big, it was extremely hot. As the small fireball appeared, it spread across the cliff.
Chen Changsheng was still sitting, motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.
Only the small fireball on his fingertip continued to emit sizzles! Slash! The sound of high-temperature burning formed a sharp contrast with the still fingers.
Time passed minute by minute. The fireball still maintained its extraordinary exuberance, but Chen Changsheng finally reacted. First, it was his fingers. As time passed, his wrist, his entire arm, and even his entire body began to tremble.
Suddenly, Chen Changsheng stood up, his forehead covered in sweat the size of a grain of rice.
The fireball also disappeared. Chen Changsheng shook his head, as if he had done something extremely tiring, appearing extremely exhausted.
"As expected of a spell. Even the basic spells that can be used by the Qi Refinement Realm are so powerful.”Chen Changsheng gazed into the distance and muttered to himself.
He was currently at the fourth layer of the Aura Refining realm, so he naturally could learn these basic spells as soon as he learned them. He also had enough elemental energy, so he could support the flames for an hour with his full strength.
After thoroughly understanding the power of the Fireball Technique, Chen Changsheng finally understood why the legendary cultivators of his previous life looked down on mortals.
Come to think of it, an Immortal Cultivator who knew a little magic could use a magic spell like Fireball.
If it was a cultivator with a higher cultivation level, he would be invincible in the martial world!
With such a huge disparity in strength, it was no wonder that the Immortal Cultivators would view ordinary people as ants.
However, for now.
This Fireball Technique was only used to refine pills…
Chen Changsheng did not think too much about it. After resting for a moment, he began to refine pills.
With a casual slap!
The medicinal ingredients for a True Essence Pill were directly turned into powder!
Chen Changsheng scattered the powder in his hand into the pill furnace…
He recalled the fire control and condensing techniques of the beginner alchemy technique.
Thus, Chen Changsheng began his first attempt at pill refinement!
……
[PS: This is what I promised to add yesterday. This chapter is two in one. There are quite a lot of words.]
There was also the rule of adding updates. The flowers were currently more than 3,000, and the review votes were more than 500, so the author still owed everyone 4 updates.
I'm a man of my word, but if I add more chapters now, it won't be good for the exposure of the book.
However, this 4 would definitely make it up to everyone. He definitely had this kind of character. Thank you, everyone!
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