Chapter 8 Apprenticeship to Venerable Xianyun
Because the magical weapon was unstable, Sang Wan was afraid that Nianci would fall out, so she tied his tail with a knot.
“Don’t move.” Seeing that the people inside were still struggling, Sang Wan reminded her again.
Nian Ci shrank when she thought of Xuan Mo's words, and a cruel woman's face appeared in her mind. Many powerful banshees in the demon clan are ruthless characters. This person may be scarier than them. Nian Ci couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness in her heart.
Sang Wan received many attention gifts from Tianyin Sect disciples along the way.
Tianyin Sect is a gathering place for music cultivators. Le Xiu always dresses gorgeously when going out. Unlike sword cultivators, Buddhist cultivators have fixed disciple uniforms, various colored robes and magic tools inlaid with spiritual stones. They are a beautiful sight wherever they appear. The few disciples who don't like to wear complicated clothes will choose simple and elegant robes that can modify the waistline.
And Sang Wan grabbed a nondescript quilt in her hand, and standing next to her was a man wrapped up tightly. He didn't look like a disciple of the Tianyin Sect.
When the group of people arrived at Zichen Hall, the Tianyin Sect’s leader, Yao Lao, and the peak masters of each peak were already in the main hall.
The formation is quite big.
Sang Wan looked at the group of people sitting in the upper seats and performed a standard disciple salute.
She came here to retest her spiritual roots, and also to stop the Tianyin Sect's head from wanting to raise her as a mascot.
Sang Wan looked at Yao Lao sitting on the left. Heaven-level elixirs were a scarce resource in the world of cultivation. Every major sect must have an exclusive alchemist. It is rumored that the Yao Lao of Tianyin Sect once refined a ninth-grade elixir, which caused thunder and exploded a mountain in the sect. Countless people want to become teachers of Yao Lao, but unfortunately their talents are not good enough and they cannot even touch the threshold of alchemy cultivation, so they can only give up in the end.
The Yao Lao of Tianyin Sect hardly sees anyone on weekdays. Within the sect, only a few people above have the authority to go to the Medicine Pavilion to look for Yao Lao with a pass order.
Yao Lao saw Sang Wan frown and stop stroking his beard. Why does this girl keep looking at him?
Yao Lao had a cold face. He was most annoyed with seeing these juniors now. He had never understood elixirs before and thought that he could make elixirs because of his fire spiritual roots. Refining alchemy is a boring thing, and the young man has an impetuous mind. He has read people for so long, and it is not that he has never seen a seedling who can do alchemy. He can only see at a glance that those people will not go far, so he has never given up. Thoughts of being a disciple.
Yao Lao's emotions and sorrows were all written on his face. Sang Wan looked at the old man's rich expression with a smile in his eyes. This soft-spoken old man had exhausted precious medicinal materials and made a pulse-protecting pill for her when her spiritual power was completely destroyed in her previous life. This kindness must be repaid.
Yao Lao's eyes widened when he saw this young man smiling at him. His bad temper was well-known in the Tianyin Sect. Isn't this girl afraid of him? Yao Lao secretly increased the pressure, and the oppression of the seniors in the transformation stage made Sang Nian feel uncomfortable operating his spiritual power.
Sang Wan, on the other hand, had a calm expression, as if he didn't feel anything.
Yao Lao:? ? ?
Yao Lao has always treated everyone equally. Everyone around him felt the old man's inexplicable bad temper and the forbearance of running spiritual power to resist.
The leader of the Tianyin Sect cursed secretly in his heart: What kind of madness is this Yao Lao doing today?
“Ahem.” The leader of the Tianyin Sect looked at Sang Wan and Sang Nian, who looked the same, and reminded them.
Yao Lao looked at Sang Wan with a hint of inquiry. She was only in the Qi Refining Stage, how could she resist the pressure of the God Transformation Stage?
“Pfft——” Nian Ci, who was wrapped in the quilt, spat out a mouthful of blood. This female cultivator was indeed hateful. It turned out that the method of torturing him was actually here. Each demon cultivator has his own racial talent. The offensive and charming talents are top-grade, and he is very likely to become a powerful demon in the future. When tested, his talent did not belong to any known talent. The people of the Monster Clan thought that another genius was born, but it turned out that his talent was actually to withstand damage. No matter who touches him, as long as he is injured, the damage will be immediately transferred to him.
Civil strife often occurs within the demon clan. After his talent was known to the demon clan, he immediately became the scapegoat for the war between the two clans. After being used by the boss to withstand a fatal blow, he was abandoned outside the wilderness.
And the enemy's great demon put resentment on him because he lost the war. In order to vent his anger, the big demon deliberately sent Nianci to the demon clan's love cave to suffer torture.
In order to prevent Nian Ci from falling out of the quilt, Sang Wan took out his long tail, tied it with the quilt and carried it with his hands. Somehow, Nianci endured Yao Lao's pressure for her.
Nian Ci, who was seriously injured, closed his eyes and fainted.
Sang Wan:? ! !
Why is this man so delicate? I feel dizzy! Isn't he the Demon King?
Sang Wan glanced at Yao Lao and sent the person directly to him.
Her expression clearly said one sentence: If you make someone vomit blood, you must be responsible.
Yao Lao looked at Nian Ci, who looked ugly and could not distinguish his appearance, and his face turned dark.
Yao Lao blew his beard and glared: "You girl, you are so brave!"
Sang Wan arched her eyebrows at him and raised an extraordinarily well-behaved smile. Her face was already bright, but now her smile was like a spring dawn flower, making everyone around her dazzled.
Then they compared the appearance of the mother and daughter. It was strange that the two people could not see any similarities at all. Are they really mother and daughter?
Although the peak masters of the peaks are rarely seen a few times on weekdays, they are well-informed, and all news about the main peaks comes from quick sources. The rumor that Sang Wan was not the sect leader's biological daughter spread throughout the sect the day she became a bird.
Back then, the leader of the Tianyin Sect killed his husband and became a god. He took over the position of leader from the old leader, which made many people feel dissatisfied.
The Tianyin Sect has seven peaks, and the leader of the Tianyin Sect is at the top. The further the number goes, the further away from the main peak, and the worse the resources.
The leader of the Seventh Peak smiled and said with a hidden sword: "This is the daughter recognized by the sect leader. It is just as rumored...she does not look like a child of the Tianyin Sect."
The leader of the Sixth Peak frowned. Sang Wan had done Le Xiu’s special spiritual root test a few days ago. The spiritual pillar that tested the talent burst into light, and then dimmed like dust. Thousands of musical instruments retreated, none of them willing to choose Sang Wan. Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.
The peaks have long been dissatisfied with the aloof appearance of the leader of the Tianyin Sect, but it happened that such a person who they all could not understand has cultivated another genius. The resources of all the peaks were forced to tilt towards the main peak, and it was inevitable that there would be some resentment. Now that Sang Wan, an outlier, appeared, they naturally wanted to say a few more bitter words.
The leader of the Tianyin Sect glanced at the master of the Seventh Peak, his expression showed joy and anger, the pressure of the superior naturally spread, and the hall was quiet for a while.
"Sang Wan, do you know why I called you here today." The leader of the Tianyin Sect looked at Sang Wan, his eyes as calm as snow. The destructive taste of the ruthless Taoist monks is indeed discernible at a glance.
Sang Wan said: "Test the spiritual roots again."
Yao Lao: "I heard that you turned into a bird before, is this possible?"
Sang Wan nodded: "Maybe. I accidentally ate the Transformation Pill and turned into a bird." She didn't want to reveal her identity as a phoenix for the time being. If she tried to test her bloodline again, she might cause more trouble.
Yao Lao looked puzzled: Why didn’t he remember that he had made this elixir. All the elixirs of the Tianyin Sect are produced by him. These elixirs, which sound like they are evil, must have nothing to do with him.
The Transformation Pill is a prank pill in the world of cultivation. After a monk consumes it, he can transform into any form of animal. In order to hide the identity of the Phoenix bloodline, Sang Wan specially practiced the elementary elixir recipe all night long. As a result, even three furnaces were blown up and nothing was produced. In the end, the system couldn't stand it anymore and exchanged it for her for an extremely sturdy stove in the mall. Only then did Sang Wan stop blowing up the stove. Three strange-shaped elixirs were refined.
Yao Lao: "Transformation Pill?"
Sang Wan took out the ugly pill that looked like a clay pill stuffed in his pocket.
Sang Wan knew that the elixir she had made looked a bit unbearable to look at, but she still showed her results calmly.
"Who made this? It's so ugly! It's simply an insult to the identity of an alchemist!" Yao Lao frowned in disgust, with a serious expression. Although he didn't accept a disciple, he had taught a few ignorant bastards. In his memory, even elementary elixirs would not be so ugly!
"There are some elementary elixirs in the house. I just made some recipes according to them. I wanted to try the medicinal properties, but something unexpected happened." Sang Wan had a cute expression and had no idea what she had said. What scary words.
"Did you make it?!" Yao Lao looked at the elixir in his hand with a serious expression, lowered his head and smelled the properties of the medicine. No wonder he couldn't remember this elixir for a while. It turned out to be in the primary elixir recipe.
“How many days have you been studying?” Yao Lao asked very quickly after sensing the sufficient power of the medicine. He originally thought that this elementary elixir was the work of some stinky monk, but he didn't expect that she had made it herself. His originally casual look became a little more serious.
Yao Lao looked at the Peak Master of the Seventh Peak and touched his beard: "Come and try the medicinal properties."
The Peak Master of the Seventh Peak:? ! !
He looked at an ugly elixir thrown by Yao Lao and clenched his back teeth. Yao Lao had a weird temper and was always out of tune in his actions. If he had known that this would happen today, he shouldn't have come!
As the master of a peak, he would naturally not be affected by a rudimentary Transformation Pill. It is estimated that Yao Lao didn't like his behavior just now and deliberately punished him.
The Lord of the Seventh Peak gritted his teeth and swallowed the medicine, and then he made a sound of vomiting in his throat: "Ugh!"
Is this medicine filled with shit? So stinky!
"Wow! Wow! Wow!"
A long-billed black bird appeared at the position of the leader of the seventh peak. It seems that the Transformation Pill has worked.
The primary elixir won't affect him for long.
The Lord of the Seventh Peak only felt that his vision narrowed rapidly. In just an instant, he changed from a black bird to a human form. The robe fell to the ground, and a huge butt appeared in front of all the monks.
The Lord of the Seventh Peak screamed strangely, unable to bear the humiliation of taking off his clothes in public, he shrunk to an inch and disappeared from the main hall in an instant.
Yao Lao murmured: "The Transformation Pill is just a primary elixir, how can it affect the monks in the Transformation Stage?"
He looked at the remaining two mud pills and shook them. He shook his head, and then said "tsk" again, "I am blind, I didn't expect that there is such an ugly first-class elixir in the world."
"Elixirs are divided into nine levels. In the beginning of alchemy cultivation, medicines with medicinal properties but invisible are collectively called primary level. Only when the medicine is formed can it be considered a first-level elixir. Logically speaking, only when the first-level elixir reaches the upper level can the elixir appear. Unexpectedly, this mud The same texture, but you practice it It’s really unheard of to have a successful elixir pattern.”
Yao Lao Lian was surprised. He himself was a genius who grew up like a demon. Now that he saw Sang Wan’s even more demonic talent, he was not surprised, but he was surprised. The heart of cherishing talents. He put the two mud pills in his hands and looked at them for a long time. When I thought that this was the best elixir, even the ugly appearance of the elixir became pleasing to the eye.
The highest achievement of alchemy cultivation is to be able to refine the best elixir. This requires alchemy cultivators to have a perfect grasp of the properties, efficacy and refining methods of elixirs. This alone is not enough, the alchemist must also have extraordinary perception, and must be cautious about any small fluctuations in the alchemy furnace. Once a mistake is made, the furnace will be a magic weapon to attack people. For alchemy cultivators, it may take tens of thousands of elixir refinings to produce a few top-quality elixirs. I didn't expect to see three today.
“How long have you been refining this elixir?” Yao Lao asked.
The leader of the Tianyin Sect had a strange expression when he heard that Sang Wan had refined the best elixir. He clearly remembered that Sang Wan was still a mortal when he first joined the sect. She only stayed in the sect for four days. Whether she was able to refine Qi within four days or be able to refine pills within four days, it was a terrifying thing.
"More than one day." Sang Wan thought, this time should be considered reasonable. Back then, Yao Lao seemed to have refined the elixir in just one day.
There was nothing unusual about Yao Lao's expression, but his heart was shocked to the point of numbness. Such a good talent must not be wasted! He glanced at the spiritual pillar that was used to test spiritual power, with a disgusted expression on his face: "This thing should be replaced, it can't even detect the fire spirit root of Dan Xiu."
"Sang Wan, are you willing to worship me as your lord? Master." Yao Lao took out three alchemy prescriptions from his arms. These are the prescriptions that he personally recorded. They are the dreams of any alchemy cultivator in the world. Except for the Medicine Sect, there may not be such a detailed recipe for alchemy in the world.
Sang Wan's eyes became more genuine when she saw the familiar notebook. After she was rescued by Yao Lao, she had been helping him with some chores. Yao Lao never avoided her when flipping through the notebook, and you could even often hear Yao Lao sighing while flipping through the notebook. There are tens of millions of medicines in the world, and even medicine masters sometimes forget them. Sang Wan has a photographic memory. As a handyman, she often helps Yao Lao recall the prescription and page number for each elixir.
The old Yao Lao had been regretting why Sang Wan did not have fire spiritual roots. In this life, her spiritual roots that had been plundered came back in another form.
"I would like to choose Venerable Xianyun as my teacher."
Sang Wan performed the disciple ceremony.
Yao Lao was stunned for a moment when he heard this title. Few people still remembered his identity.
(End of this chapter)