I am in the world of immortal cultivation

Until Qin Shu left the Chuan Gong Hall, her mind had not turned around. How could she dare to ask her senior brother to help make elixirs? What makes her even more confused is that the senior brother actually agreed?

Qin Shu couldn't understand Cheng Yan's brain circuit, and Cheng Yan didn't understand it either.

He looked at the ten ingredients for the spirit-boosting pills placed in front of him and fell into deep thought.

The total of these medicinal materials is not worth a few spiritual stones, and he promised to give her a 30-70 split...

Forget it, just think of it as supporting the junior sister.

Chengyan didn't have to go to the Chuan Gong Hall the next day. He sat in the thatched cottage and thought for a long time, and finally decided to start making alchemy.

"Huh? Senior brother also knows how to do sect tasks?" Wen Chi's voice suddenly sounded far and near.

Cheng Yan ignored him, Wen Chi asked for trouble, and gradually appeared in the courtyard.

He wrinkled the tip of his nose and clicked his tongue twice, "It's really a replenishing pill. Senior brother, you've been owed the task of refining the elixir for sixty years. Since we started refining the elixir today, why don't you do it with me?"

Cheng Yan's movements didn't stop. He raised his hand to perform a magic spell and closed the furnace lid before casually saying, "Why are you here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scroll came towards him. He raised his hand to catch it and heard Wen Chi say: "You will lead the disciples in the trial in the second half of the year. This is the scroll directory. Just write down the names of qualified disciples. Entry Qualification.”

Cheng Yan threw it back and said, "I won't go."

Wen Chi's figure disappeared from the spot again, and his voice still echoed in the air, "Master has an order. If you don't want to go, go and talk to Master yourself."

A golden light flashed between Cheng Yan's brows, and in just a moment, the scroll stopped in front of him.

He frowned slightly and thought for a moment before raising his hand and putting the scroll away.

At the same time, the alchemy furnace in front of him also emitted a refreshing scent of alchemy. He made a spell and opened the lid to start the furnace. Another jade bottle was thrown out and ten pills were put into it.

He made ten furnaces in a row and made a hundred pills in total, each of which was of the highest quality.

By the time he finished refining the elixir, the sun outside had already risen above his head.

Cheng Yan squinted his eyes and thought for a long time. Why did he suddenly feel like he was being lowered? How could he be willing to waste an early morning helping a junior sister who only had a relationship with him to make elixirs?

Thinking of her Taoist nun, who was clearly scared and pretending to be strong... Cheng Yan suddenly felt relieved, maybe because she was different from other women.

Cheng Yan stood up and disappeared from the courtyard in a flash.

Appearing again, it was in front of the cave of Master Lingxu.

"Master, my disciple Cheng Yan wants to see you."

After he finished speaking, it didn't take long for the cave's restrictions to open.

Cheng Yan stood up and walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Master Lingxu ask: "Master, I heard from Wen Chi, are you refining the spirit-boosting pill?"

Cheng Yan hummed lightly, Ling Xu glanced sideways at him and asked, "Doing a mission?"

"Um."

Ling Xu sneered, "Cheng Yan, you lied."

Cheng Yan didn't deny it, "It doesn't count as lying if you make an agreement with someone."

He is doing a task, but he is not just doing his own task.

Ling Xu became curious after hearing this, "Oh? Who has this ability?"

Chengyan did not satisfy his curiosity anymore, but turned his wrist and took out the scroll.

"Master, the leader of the trial, please send someone else."

Ling Xu threw him out with one sleeve, "There's no door!"

In the blink of an eye, the stone door of the cave was closed.

When Cheng Yan saw this, he also knew that his master had made up his mind and he had to go to this trial.

The trial for new disciples was like playing house for children, lasting ten days. During these ten days, he couldn't do anything but wait for them to come out at the entrance.

Wen Chi didn't know where he came from. He looked at Cheng Yan's frustrated look and was in a good mood.

"Senior brother, let me tell you, you are so old-fashioned now. You are only in your early 100s, but you look like you are 1800 years old. Stay with these young disciples for a while, and I will bring back some youthful spirit for you. Looking back When you first started, you were so cool back then, and you were not as annoying as you are now. "

Cheng Yan flew over with a glare, "It's better than some people crying when they leave home for the first time."

Wen Chi: "..."

He exploded directly, "Who is crying! I was given tear gas by my cousin!"

Cheng Yan twitched the corners of his lips, showed a look of disbelief, and flew away.

Wen Chi was furious and followed him.

He still had to find out who Cheng Yan had made an agreement with to make an elixir, and it was the lowest level of spirit-boosting elixir!

Early the next morning, as soon as the moon jumped down from the top of the mountain, Qin Shu stopped her work.

At this time, the spiritual energy in her Dantian was more solid, and she also began to temper the Du Vein. When it was completely tempered, she would hit the third level of Qi training.

She opened her eyes and used the spiritual energy she had cultivated all night to transform into wood spiritual energy to heal the little black snake on her wrist.

After consuming about 20% of her spiritual energy, Qin Shu stopped, jumped off the futon, opened the door of the wooden house and walked towards the transfer hall.

When she arrived, Cheng Yan hadn't arrived yet.

She squatted on the ground and scribbled with twigs, mumbling in her mouth.

Encouraging Qin Mian to kill someone is already a bad person. Why should I believe him? Isn't this another case of being pigeonholed? Maybe not only the panacea will be gone, but also the medicinal herbs.

Her drawing skills were not good, and it was impossible to tell who the little stick figure she drew was.

However, the pair of boots that suddenly appeared in front of her still scared her. She looked up at the man in front of her, her pupils shrank, and she quickly stood up and rubbed the man she had drawn with her feet.

Then she smiled awkwardly, "Brother, you are here."

Cheng Yan still had a gloomy face, "You don't believe me."

He said a statement, and Qin Shu's facial features were wrinkled.

Sure enough, this is a world of metaphysics, which is more effective than the later generations, so you must never talk about people behind their backs.

"No, it's just..."

She originally wanted to stammer and fool around, but she didn't expect Cheng Yan to have no intention of interrupting her at all. He just looked at her steadily and waited for her to finish.

Qin Shu's shoulders drooped down, and she lowered her head. The balls on her head looked a little wilted.

"Just because you didn't come, I thought you were just joking yesterday."

Cheng Yan raised his hand, and ten bottles of pills appeared in front of her.

"Keep it."

Qin Shu's eyes lit up, and she quickly opened one of the porcelain bottles to take a look. The pungent fragrance almost made her intoxicated.

Then she heard Cheng Yan continue: "Ten portions of herbs can make a total of 100 pills. Give 70 to the sect, and the rest will be divided between you and me 30-70, 9 for you and 21 for me."

This careful calculation made Qin Shu understand Cheng Yan.

The eldest brother of Xuantian Sect's Dan Sect? Is he short of a few pills?

It's just 21 pills of nourishing spirit. How can she, Qin Shu, be the kind of person who will refuse to pay later?