Chapter 191 Yuan Jing

Author: Qingfengsanren

Chapter 191 Yuan Jing

The sky is dark, the wind is roaring, the yellow sand is dancing wildly in the sky, and the sky is dark and dark in the sandstorm.

The three giant dragon ships paused in a triangular arrangement in mid-air, and the protective shields opened with all their might to form one.

The Qi training disciples on the boat shouted the horns and tightened the ropes, put away the sails one by one, waited for the storm to pass through, and then continued to drive westward.

The door of a quiet room deep in the cabin was opened from the inside. Zhu Meng, a late-stage female cultivator in her early twenties, walked out with a tray with her hands and feet, and there were two storage bags on the tray.

She closed the door, and the doors of several quiet rooms around her were whizzing and opened a gap.

The male and female Qi-training monks who served all the alchemists and talisman makers leaned out one after another, staring at the tray on Zhu Meng's hand.

"Zhu Meng, how many pills did Uncle Jiang refine today?"

"How many talismans did she draw today? Could it be another hundred, right?"

Zhu Meng swept the faces around him that were exploring curiously, and his eyes passed through them. He saw that the alchemists in the quiet room had their ears slightly, and the talisman maker's pen dipped in the talisman sand was suddenly in the air.

Zhu Meng cleared her throat, "Uncle Jiang only opened five furnaces of rejuvenation pills today, one less than yesterday."

All alchemists loosen their backs.

"But the rate of elixir production is higher than yesterday, so there are seven more pills than yesterday!"

Bang bang bang bang!

The strong wind blew up to the door, and all the alchemists' doors were all over the place, and there was a sensation inside.

"What door is open randomly? You will be responsible for the impact of my alchemy!"

"Why don't you deal with the elixir quickly? I will start six today... no, open seven furnaces!"

Zhu Meng curled his lips slightly, and then said to the Qi-training monks who served the talisman-making master: "Uncle Jiang drew 110 talismans today."

Bang!

Some talisman makers were furious and threw the talisman pen.

"She is simply a monster. She refines elixirs and talismans every day, and no matter how quality or quantity is, it is not inferior to those who specialize in elixirs and talismans."

"Yes, how can she make people live? It makes other alchemists and talisman makers seem lazy."

"I testify that my uncle is definitely not lazy, but his talisman rate is indeed inferior to that..."

"Close the door and chat less!"

Several Qi-training monks shook their heads and sighed, and went back to help.

Zhu Meng smiled and took the pallet to hand in the service. She had been with Mr. Jiang for more than half a month. Because Mr. Jiang's daily output was amazing, she also received a lot of rewards.

Zhu Meng admired this uncle Jiang with great admiration. She had never seen a monk who worked harder and more self-disciplined than her.

Uncle Jiang really doesn’t rest. She sits in front of the alchemy furnace every day. When the alchemy furnace does not need to be immersed in spiritual energy, she brings a shorter table to make talismans.

She used talisman making as a rest. She could draw with her right hand and her left hand. She occasionally drew with her left hand, and even drew with her elixir while throwing magic medicine into the alchemy furnace. A wonder! A strange man!

Zhu Meng sent the elixirs and talismans to the material office. Manager Li, who was goatee, smiled happily when he saw her and walked out from behind the table to pick up the tray in her hand.

After checking the things inside, Manager Li couldn't stop smiling.

"What's so happy?"

Wu Lie, the elder of the Golden Pill of Baji Sect, walked up with his head held high.

Zhu Meng hurriedly bowed and retreated aside.

Manager Li greeted him and said happily: "I am most happy every day when I come to this fellow Taoist Jiang handing over the pills and talismans. Elder, look, she has seven more rejuvenation pills and ten ninth-grade talismans than yesterday. Unfortunately

She only has one person, otherwise there would be dozens of more people like her, so we would not have to worry about logistics supplies in this battle."

Wu Lie nodded and praised, "I heard a lot about her. Compared with her, the other alchemists and talisman makers still have more salaries. I must stay here and ask her.

What do you like?"

Hearing this, Manager Li smiled a little embarrassedly, "Actually, the things that this fellow Daoist Jiang likes are very simple, namely spirit stones and beast souls, especially beast souls. I don't know what novel things she is studying, how much she has to consume every day.

Ten beast souls.”

Wu Lie raised his eyebrows, "Oh? She refines alchemy and makes talismans every day, and has the ability to study new things? She works so hard and motivated, no wonder she has the early stage of foundation building at a young age, and is still an eighth-grade alchemist and an eighth-grade talisman maker.

, I will give my order and give her a 10% increase in the spirit stone."

"A beast soul...you send 10,000 people in person, be sure to tell her to know the goodness of my Baji Sect. If you can keep her, I will remember you for a great achievement. In addition, tell her to take a break and don't work so hard.

, just keep the current amount every day, otherwise others should have opinions.”

Wu Lie left, and Zhu Meng was next to him and didn't know how to speak.

Mr. Jiang just told her that she wanted another alchemy furnace and two furnaces to refine them together...

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In the quiet room of the cabin, Jiang Yuebai politely sent away Manager Li of the Materials Department.

"Okay, okay, sure, sure, consider it, I will think about it seriously."

As soon as Manager Li stepped out of the threshold, Jiang Yuebai closed the door hard, knocking back all the polite words from Manager Li.

Feeling the peeping eyes around him, Manager Li touched his nose, "What a hardworking young man. He's so anxious to go back to refine the alchemy. OK, that's great."

Jiang Yue lays a three-layer protective array under white cloth, holding the ten thousand beast souls sent by Manager Li, and can't wait to start refining the essence.

During this period, she only refined five furnaces of rejuvenation pills every day and drew 100 ninth-grade talismans, and her spiritual consciousness was exhausted.

You need to eat the Concentration Pill, take one hour to recover, or let Xiao Lu swallow fifty low-level beast souls to fully recover.

Although the day was still long, she was still full of spiritual energy, but because of her insufficient spiritual consciousness, she could not continue to refine alchemy and make talismans.

The amount of spiritual consciousness drags her down!

"I didn't think that my spiritual consciousness was poor before. Now I'm consuming my spiritual consciousness everywhere, but I realized that my spiritual consciousness is really not good."

Jiang Yuebai muttered and adjusted his condition.

Little did they know that if the alchemist and talisman makers who were more cultivating than her outside would cry and faint.

The gap between them and Jiang Yuebai is not only the gap in the success rate of alchemy and talisman making.

Jiang Yuebai's spiritual energy is far four or five times higher than them, and his spiritual consciousness is also far four or five times higher. Therefore, even if they focus on one thing, they cannot surpass Jiang Yuebai's output.

Jiang Yuebai made up his mind to only compare with himself yesterday. Whether others are stronger or weak, it has nothing to do with her.

After adjusting everything, Jiang Yuebai sat cross-legged in the spirit gathering array in the center of the quiet room, regardless of the raging sandstorms outside and the war was flying.

She used a complicated hand technique to perform secret techniques, gathered a ball of flames in the air, then opened the gourd that was equipped with beast souls, led the beast souls out one by one, threw them into the flame to refine impurities, and extracted the faint essence that might exist in it.

This process was long and boring. Hundreds of beast souls went down, and even a trace of the essence never appeared.

Jiang Yuebai has long been accustomed to this boredom. She can sit in front of the alchemy furnace for several days, and can draw talismans from morning to night before the desk. She can carve eighty-eight array plates to drive crazy immortal cultivation panels with a knife.

She found this boring thing very interesting at the moment because she didn't know the result, and she would feel a stimulating feeling like gambling.

One thousand beast souls, two thousand beast souls, three thousand beast souls...

The sun sets and the moon rises, the sun rises, Jiang Yuebai refines it all night, and seeing that the beast soul has consumed more than half, a very thin and short golden silk thread suddenly appears above the flame.

Jiang Yuebai was revived and Yuan Jing!

The exhaustion disappeared, Jiang Yuebai was fully focused and threw the remaining beast souls into the flames one by one.

Another day passed, and when the last beast soul was burned out by the flames, there was a drop of golden semen hanging in front of Jiang Yuebai.

It was so difficult to extract just this small drop, which consumed more than 10,000 beast souls!

The essence contains huge power and spirituality, restless in the air, emitting a fierce aura of monsters, and seems to be unwilling to surrender or be devoured.

"I'm wearing a fire evil, you are competing with me. I'm afraid of you when I knocked the head of the general of the ghost clan? Come on, Yuan Jing, I miss you so much!"

As soon as Jiang Yuebai's magic trick was drawn, the Yuan Jing flew and hit the eyebrows.

Buzz!

Jiang Yuebai's entire sea of ​​consciousness began to have a major earthquake!
Chapter completed!