In the box are the spirit grass seeds needed for refining the Golden Pill, all eight of which have not been collected before.

Seeds of different sizes and shapes, faintly exuding extraordinary aura, lie quietly in the jade box.

"Not bad."

"Nephew Shi, Liu Mou has always kept his word."

"The previous investment is officially yours."

"Tell me, what do you want? As long as the value is suitable, Liu can consider it."

With a wave of his hand to put away all the jade boxes, Liu Yu nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile.

"Returning to Uncle Shi, this disciple asks for nothing but a treasure to assist in foundation building."

"I also ask my uncle to have mercy."

Shi Xianglong stopped talking, stood up and bent deeply.

"Nephew Shi doesn't have to do this, Liu Mou has always kept his promise."

"Since you want to assist the treasure of foundation building, then...let it be."

"With your harvest, it is also worthy of such a thing."

As Liu Yu said that, he waved his hand and took out a jade box containing dragon blood fruit from the storage bag and handed it over.

"Uncle Liu, I don't know what this is?"

Shi Xianglong asked hesitantly.

"This item is called Dragon's Blood Fruit. It is a rare second-order elixir. Taking it can enhance the body's qi and blood, and slightly strengthen the body's meridians."

"It's the most suitable for a cultivator who is too old and still doesn't give up foundation building."

"And this foundation-building experience is also helpful for hitting the bottleneck of foundation-building."

"With these two things, the success rate of Shi Shi's nephew's foundation building will be greatly improved, and he may be promoted to foundation building in the future and become a fellow."

After harvesting eight kinds of spirit grass at once, Liu Yu was in a good mood, and explained very patiently, and even played a small joke.

Under normal circumstances, he is still willing to keep his promises.

Dragon's blood fruit is a rare opportunity for a cultivator in the Qi refining stage, but for him, it can only be obtained by spending spirit stones, and for him who owns the Immortal Mansion, he earns more than other cultivators. Simple.

Liu Yu would be very happy if he could use the spirit stone to solve the problem.

"Thank you uncle for the reward!"

Some of the outer sect disciples of the city were overjoyed when they heard the effect of the dragon's blood fruit, and they immediately thanked them again.

"No need to thank Liu, these are what you deserve."

Liu Yu smiled.

After chatting with him for a few more words, he asked about the specific situation in the Scarlet Secret Realm and the casualties of the five major sects, and then he waved his hand to let him retire.

"The disciple retire."

Shi Xianglong winked, and immediately got up and resigned when he saw this. Seeing Liu Yu nodded slightly, he turned around and walked out.

Although the Jie Jin Pill was given to the monks of the Foundation Establishment stage, it was an out-and-out third-order middle-grade elixir, and the difficulty of refining was even higher than that of many Jin Pill stage elixir.

Fifty-six kinds of spiritual herbs are needed to refine the gold knot, each of which is either precious or rare, and is very difficult to collect.

Liu Yu has only collected more than 20 kinds in these years, and now he has collected eight kinds at once, how can he be unhappy?

If the disciples arranged in this time survived more and gained more, maybe it would be almost the same for refining the spirit grass of the golden elixir?

Although I knew this possibility was too small, I couldn't help but take a chance.

Holding back some of his excitement, Liu Yu continued to read the Qingyang Gong and waited.

Divine consciousness shrouded the entire Cailian Mountain, and as long as a cultivator came, he would know it immediately.

Time passed quickly, and another hour passed in a blink of an eye, and a ray of light came from the night sky and fell on Cailian Mountain.

A pale-faced monk in a gray robe appeared.

His spiritual pressure fluctuated high and low, and his breath was extremely unstable.

Although this person is not in good condition, he still gritted his teeth and walked towards the cave.

Liu Yu frowned as he looked at the pale and severely injured disciple in front of him. With such an injury, it was difficult to gain much.

The next conversation was as expected.

This person harvested far less than Shi Xianglong. There were only four kinds of spirit grass seeds, and the gap was too big.

Although this person acted alone and was not as competitive as the two of them together, it was understandable, but Liu Yu was still a little disappointed.

Four kinds of spirit grass, although the initial investment will not be recovered, the reward cannot be as rich as Shi Xianglong.

Liu Yu only gave this person a piece of foundation building experience, plus two hundred spirit stones and sent him away.

This outer sect disciple knows his weight, so naturally he will not complain.

He knew that if he didn't have the magic weapon given by Uncle Liu, it would be difficult for him to get out of the **** secret realm, so he naturally didn't dare to covet too much.

Liu Yu routinely inquired about the situation in the secret realm, and let him retire with a blank face. The value created by this person is far lower than that of Shi Xianglong, and naturally he is not worthy of his sympathy.

Through the narration of the two people, Liu Yu learned that the most tragic battle in the **** secret realm was the last two days.

The secret realm opened for seven days, and the first three days were generally calm. The frequency of fighting techniques was low, and the main energy of the disciples of each sect was still on collecting resources.

In the middle two days, the monks who entered the secret realm have more or less gained, and they will gradually enter a **** and tragic moment.

The elite disciples of various sects will take action at this time, hunting and killing ordinary disciples who have gained something.

But at this time, most of the elite disciples met each other in peace, and seldom fought with each other, so as not to be taken advantage of by ordinary disciples.

At this time, ordinary disciples must not only guard against the same ordinary disciples, but also guard against the hunting and killing of elite disciples.

Therefore, the two days in between are dubbed "hunting days".

Under the hunting and killing of elite disciples, the time has entered the last two days. At this time, a large number of ordinary disciples have died and cannot pose a threat.

At this time, the elite disciples have gathered a large amount of resources, each of which is equivalent to a mobile treasure house of human form.

There is a saying that wealth and silk move people's hearts, and if elite disciples meet at this time, it will be difficult for them to be at peace with each other.

The brave who meet in a narrow path wins, the loser is met with death, and the winner takes all.

These elite disciples have collected a lot of resources, and the probability of foundation building is far higher than that of ordinary monks, almost 40% to 50%. As long as they go out, they will have a bright future.

But first you have to get through the craziest and most brutal fighting in the last two days!

So the last two days are dubbed "Judgment Day".

Once it will be done, the bones will die.

Once over this difficulty, with the resources obtained by hunting other monks, the elite disciples who emerge from it will be like a trapped dragon ascending to the sky, and will be vigorously cultivated by the sect.

There is no one person, and the instrument is not contaminated with the blood of dozens of other monks. It is really a **** path.

As for ordinary disciples, even if they had some gains in the end, they would not be as fast as directly plundering resources. The trip to the secret realm would only give them some gains, but it was still difficult for them to change their rank.

After watching the second outer disciple leave, Liu Yu continued to wait patiently.

But unexpectedly, for several hours, no monks came.

This made his heart suddenly sink, and he had a bad association.

It was only when the sky was bright that Wu Chang rushed to Cailian Mountain to report the situation.

"Senior Uncle Qi, among the ten people arranged this time, only two of them walked out of the secret realm alive."

Wu Chang reported.

Speaking of this, he froze in his heart, feeling that Uncle Liu seemed to be in a bad mood.

For fear that Uncle Liu would get angry, he unconsciously spoke in a much lower voice and bent his waist even lower.

"Understood, you go down."

Liu Yu said with an expressionless face.

This matter has become like this, it has little to do with Wu Chang, and he will not be angry because of it.

"Yes."

Wu Chang trembled and said in shock, and then left the cave lightly.

I don't know if it was an illusion or not, but he felt that Master Liu's power was stronger, which was daunting.

"Bang"

Walking in Wuchang, Liu Yu's face became completely gloomy. He patted a picture on the stone table, and took a few small cracks.

"Ten outer sect disciples in the late stage of qi refining, and they all carried high-grade magic weapons, but in the end only two of them came out alive?"

His chest rose and fell, and ripples appeared in the lake in his heart, and he could not calm down for a long time.

It seems that the gap between ordinary disciples and elite disciples is larger than expected. "

"Even if these selected people are stronger than ordinary disciples, there is still no difference in the face of elite disciples."

"Huh, miscalculation."

After a long time, Liu Yu let out a sigh of relief and had to admit that he had miscalculated, and that he had been thinking too optimistically.

Only in this way, missed this good opportunity, and only three-fifths of the spirit grass for refining the golden elixir was collected. What should I do with the rest?

These spirit grasses are all rare and hard to find, and as the spirit grasses that refine the Golden Pill, they must be more or less concerned by the five major sects. It is almost impossible to collect them by ordinary means.

Secretly sponsor one or several disciples to reach the strength of elite disciples, and wait for the next time you enter the secret realm to collect spirit grass for yourself?

Liu Yu thought.

No, no.

If you want to achieve the strength of an elite disciple, you must at least have a top-quality magic weapon, and your cultivation base is even higher.

Just because you are interested, you give the best magic weapon and let the disciple go to the secret realm to collect the spirit grass?

The top-quality instruments are not Chinese cabbage, and are more precious to the foundation-building cultivators.

Just because of interest is hard to convince people, and it can't convince the sect or other monks at all.

Once this is investigated in depth, the consequences are unimaginable.

What's more, an elite disciple is not safe, what if he is beheaded by other elite disciples? Are there more to be cultivated?

In the end, Liu Yu gave up the idea. Without him, the risk was too great.

In the sect, there is a spirit grass for refining the golden elixir, bribing the disciples who guard the spirit medicine garden, trying to find a way to get the spirit grass seeds?

This is one way.

But the Golden Pill is a strategic resource related to the sect's luck. Even the spirit grass seeds used to refine it will be strictly controlled, and it is strictly forbidden to flow to the outside world.

Once Liu Yu did it, the possibility of being found out is very high, and the only way to go is to defect.

It means giving up everything that has been painstakingly managed in Yuanyangzong.

Perhaps, this is also a good choice?

If it really comes to a time when there is no other way, there will be no more control. For the sake of his own path, Liu Yu, who should give up, will give up without hesitation.

As for the Scarlet Secret Realm to be opened once every 40 years, use the same method next time?

This can be prepared, but Liu Yu is not optimistic about gathering the spirit grass in the **** secret realm.

Because some of the remaining rare spiritual grasses are located in the center of the secret realm, only elite disciples have always been able to set foot there, and cultivating and buying elite disciples is too risky.

Sitting quietly on the stone bench and thinking about it, Liu Yu's face changed, and there was no good solution for a while.

He is fifty years old this year, and the best age to form a pill is before the age of one hundred and eighty, and he can still experience three blood-colored secret realm events.

Relying on the same safe method, and with the outside world, it may be possible to collect the spirit grass, but it is too late.

What if the impact of Jindan fails? Wasn't it a missed opportunity to try again?

What's more, the quality of the golden pills formed by the monks is not all the same.

The age of the formation of the elixir also has some influence on the quality of the elixir. The younger the age, the more beneficial it is, and the older the age, it will become a drag.

Of course, this influence is not absolute, and the most critical thing is to depend on the accumulation of the monks themselves.

This is common sense recognized by the world of immortals.

In the books on the fifth floor of the Cangjing Pavilion, Liu Yu learned that the quality of the cultivator Jindan is divided into nine grades.

Rank 9 is the best, Rank 1 is the worst.

The seventh, eighth, and ninth grades are high-grade golden pills, the fourth, fifth, and sixth grades are middle-grade golden pills, and the first, second, and third grades are low-grade golden pills.

According to the classics, it is far more difficult to condense Nascent Soul with low-grade Jindan than the upper and middle-grade Jindan.

If the difficulty of condensing Nascent Soul is one for middle-grade Jindan, then at least five for low-grade Jindan. As for the worst first-grade Jindan, there is almost no possibility of reaching the realm of Nascent Soul.

The possibility of forming a high-grade golden elixir is too low, Liu Yu currently has no extravagant hopes, but for the sake of his future path, he must not accept that he only condenses low-grade gold elixir.

At the very least, it is necessary to form a fifth-grade Jindan.

"This matter has to be discussed in the long run, and I hope that it will not go to that step in the end."

Liu Yu's eyes were dim.

He knew how difficult it was for a loose cultivator. If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to become a loose cultivator.

Divine Sense finally glanced around Cailian Mountain, but did not find Geng Yunsong's figure. The time to return had already returned, and he had not returned at this time, so the fate was self-evident.

This kid finally lived up to the expectations of his great-grandfather.

However, this kid is only a pseudo-spiritual aptitude. Although it is Geng Yuanzhang's only expectation, he may not have much hope. Most of it is just a thought.

The Geng family still has secular clansmen, but it's not like the bloodline has been cut off.

Only 12 out of 10 people can get out of the Scarlet Mystery Realm alive~www.mtlnovel.com~ at most 23 out of 10, Liu Yu is not surprised by this result.

If hard work alone is useful, what does talent need to do?

If talent and hard work alone are useful, why use opportunity?

In this world, there is never a shortage of hard-working monks, and there is never a shortage of talented and hard-working monks.

After closing the formation and entering the practice room, Liu Yu took out twelve jade boxes, and a thought touched the green light spot, and brought the jade boxes into the world of Xianfu.

This time, the red light group appeared directly above the spiritual field in the cyan enchantment, and there were several mature spiritual grasses underneath.

"what."

Under the shroud of divine consciousness, Liu Yu took all the scenery in the enchantment into his eyes in a single thought, and was a little surprised.

Most of the various spirit grasses used to refine the Canglang Spirit Water have been collected and are being planted in the black spirit fields to ripen.

A small number of them were unable to plant seeds again because they had already planted seeds, and had already ordered Jiang Qiushui and others to collect them.

But one of these spirit grasses planted in the black spirit field did not bear fruit.

It was a giant tree that was more than ten feet high. The bark and branches were all light blue, and on several forked branches, there were several white flowers.

It is the Dusky Star Spirit Tree that is extremely important for refining the Canglang Spirit Water!

It takes about 460 years for the Dusky Star Spirit Tree to grow to the point where it can bear fruit. After that, it blooms every 50 years and bears fruit every 50 years. It takes about 100 years to harvest Xinglan fruit.

The black spirit field has the sky-defying effect of ripening spirit grass, and one hour is equivalent to 20 years in the outside world.

It has been seven or eight days since the last time the core was planted, and it should be ripe in theory.

It's still like this now. Could it be that the Immortal Mansion has lost its effect?

Thinking of this guess, Liu Yu was shocked!