Resurrection of spiritual energy, I began to cultivate immortals from farming

Chapter 17 Conquering the Xuanming Spirit Fire
In this world, alchemists are also divided into grades.

According to the high and low grades, the pharmacist grades are divided into nine grades: medicine master, medicine master, great medicine master, medicine master, medicine king, medicine emperor, medicine saint, medicine master, medicine emperor. That Dan drug grade.

For example, the elixir that a medicine practitioner can refine is a one-turn elixir.

If the pharmacist can surpass the rank to refine the second-turn pill, then he will definitely be favored by the Holy Medicine Valley, and he will be admitted to the door and become a generation of outstanding practitioners.

Among them, the Medicine King, and even the alchemists after the Medicine King, are already rare in the mortal world.

He has seen Brother Jiang's roots. Although he is not the son of Heaven's Chosen with extraordinary talent, he is still very good.

Thinking about it, it was because he didn't have good resources in Xianmen, so he was over nineteen years old, and Fangda's fifth-level body training.

"Thank you Brother Jiang for your kindness, I took it to heart." Su Changan smiled slightly.

The two bowed in unison and left.

Jiang Tang found the disciples who were guarding this side, and after paying [-]% of the spirit herbs and medicine, he found a secluded inn and settled down to rest.

Entering the Lingtian space, Er Yao, who was cultivating, saw Jiang Tang, with a happy expression on his face, put his hoe into his arms, and acted coquettishly: "Daddy."

"Er Yao is heavy." Jiang Tang weighed the dragon cub and found that it had grown a lot.

"The spiritual power here is strong, and the time is different from the outside world. Eryao absorbs a lot of spiritual power, and it takes a long time to grow up naturally. Daddy, look, Eryao helped daddy plant a lot of spirit grass." Eryao pointed out He pointed to the bullpen and grinned.

Jiang Tang touched Er Yao's head: "Go and rest, I'll do the rest."

Er Yao obediently flew to the cowshed and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Jiang Tang took those spirit grasses first, and was slightly stunned when he glimpsed the pile of weapons that the spirit grasses turned into.

He collected the pile of weapons and pulled out a round cauldron.

This... looks like an alchemy furnace.

Looking at the appearance, it seems to be a spiritual weapon of the middle grade of Huangjie.

He is lacking an alchemy furnace, so he brought it to his eyes.

Jiang Tang was overjoyed, and hurriedly put the alchemy furnace into the close-fitting Qiankun bag, and the rest were put into the universe bag in the existing space.

He brought Brother Niu and found that it had grown a lot stronger.

"Brother Niu, let's go to rest after ploughing." Jiang Tang patted Brother Niu's head and grinned.

"Moo—" Brother Niu called out, brought a plow, and quickly plowed the remaining one and a half acres with Jiang Tang.

Jiang Tang fed it a handful of spirit grass, unloaded the plow, motioned it to go to the cowshed, and then picked up the hoe and began to smash the soil.

This time, he used the spiritual liquid he refined to irrigate the spiritual field. The soil quality has doubled compared to the previous one, and the spiritual energy is extremely rich. The spiritual plants that he wants to grow are also excellent.

Don't know if I can get some better farming tools.

Jiang Tang thought so, urging the Golden Body Art, and the action of smashing the soil became faster.

In less than an hour and a half, he shattered the soil, raked the ground, and when he sowed seeds and irrigated the spiritual field, Jiang Tang suddenly discovered that the golden body art, which he had not practiced for a long time, actually broke through to the realm of Zhongcheng by himself.

Isn't that the realm of being beaten and beaten to another level?
Jiang Tang looked at the spiritual fields for a while and saw that they were beginning to take root and sprout, so he withdrew and began to ponder the use of Xuanming spirit fire to make pills.

But Xuanming Linghuo is a different fire after all, it is not as good as the flame brought out by the fire spirit root.Jiang Tang was not careful and didn't control the heat, and the medicinal pill was completely pasted.

After trying for three days and three nights, and wasting countless elixir, Jiang Tang, who was extremely painful, finally refined a high-quality Yizhuan elixir.

"Why is there only five pills in one pot?" Jiang Tang twitched the corners of his mouth silently as he looked at the potion.

When he didn't use the strange fire, he could at least refine ten pieces in one furnace.

At this time, Jiang Tang had no idea that Yihuo would have a break-in period after contracting with the master, and he would not completely surrender to the master until the break-in period passed.

And the alchemist in the realm of ordinary medicine practitioners, who can refine one or two high-quality medicinal pills in the initial furnace, is already extremely talented.

Jiang Tang's words were put aside, and when a group of old men from Sacred Medicine Valley and Medical Sect listened to them, they would definitely be dumbfounded.

After taking a bath, Jiang Tang chose a Yizhuan pill called Tianling Pill, and started to practice after taking it.

According to ancient books, taking this pill can improve one's cultivation, and there will be no sequelae and no influence on talent.

For Jiang Tang, who is now weak, what he needs most is this medicine.

But Jiang Tang also knew that the practice is still down-to-earth.The realm that is piled up with medicinal pills will definitely have hidden dangers in the future.

So he only used one tablet and planned to sell the rest to Shengge in the future.

Three days later, Jiang Tang slowly opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

He has already reached the pinnacle of perfection at the fifth level of Body Refinement, but he can't reach the sixth level of Body Refinement.

I also want to see the third piece of Lingtian.

Well, it's natural.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tang nibbled two white-faced buns at random, entered the space, and found that Lingzhi had matured, so he hurriedly called Er Yao to help him harvest together.

"Dad, Er Yao wants to go out to play." After the two spiritual fields were seeded again, Er Yao threw himself on Jiang Tang's arm, and his watery eyes were full of yearning.

"Go, Dad will take you out to play." Jiang Tang was used to being called Er Yao, and then began to silently take advantage of this little dragon cub.

He took Er Yao out of the Lingtian space, and after taking a bath, he left quietly.

After all, this is the era after the recovery of spiritual energy, and the dragon family has become the rarest spiritual beast as early as the previous golden age of cultivation.

If he didn't hide it carefully, someone with bad intentions might take this cub away and cut it up and eat it as meat.

The monsters and cultivators in this world are just like animals.Humans eat animals without rank, they eat monsters with rank.

Although Long Zizi is a descendant of the ancient snow dragon, he is still a young child, and his mind has not yet matured, so he is easy to be deceived.Therefore, as a father, of course, he must protect his own cubs.

After instructing Er Yao, seeing it nodded obediently, Jiang Tang came to an empty hill and let it fly high in the sky.

When Er Yao flew high into the sky and rode the wind freely, it excitedly uttered a long cry after another.The coercion of the souls belonging to the dragon race scattered in all directions, causing countless birds and beasts to be startled.

Jiang Tang sat cross-legged, looking at the dragon cub in mid-air.

Dragons are born to belong to the sky, just as blue whales are born to belong to the sea.

When this little brat was recovering, he kept talking about wanting to fly into the blue sky.It's just that the sky in the space is too narrow, and the little cub can't fly freely.

So Jiang Tang brought Er Yao out and let it fly in the sky.

There was a strong wind blowing from somewhere, blowing Er Yao staggeringly.

Jiang Tang was smiling when he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind—

"Stinky boy, how dare you make me wait for a good meal!"

(End of this chapter)