Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

Jin Yingzi admires but is not jealous of the Guhun Pill that can be refined by Daoist Wuhui to replace Zhenlingwan.

Compared with the real Wuha who is already in the late stage of refining, she is the core disciple of Wuwu Mountain at a young age. She doesn't have to run around for her own livelihood, and she doesn't have to go through dangerous situations for a single spiritual grass. She only needs to devote all her energy to the alchemy path In comprehension.

One day in the future, she, Jin Yingzi, will be able to create a brand new prescription that has never been seen in the world of mountains and seas with her own efforts, just like her predecessors in Wuwu Mountain!

Jin Yingzi yawned again, and walked out of the alchemy room, her mind was slightly relaxed, but she always felt sleepy.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Zeng Ziyu, who was looking uneasy, and asked in a low voice, "Elder Zeng, what do you think this soul-fixing pill is worth?"

Zeng Ziyu has a late-stage cultivation of the gods, and his body has been purified for many years, so he couldn't spit out any phlegm, so he had to turn his head and spit: "This low-grade elixir has a lot of erysipelas!"

Afterwards, he hurriedly cupped his hands to the two people who were sitting, and said perfunctorily, "No wonder I'm a real person without suffering, I'm the one who can't taste erysipelas!"

"True Wuha" smiled heartily, and didn't care too much: "Since that's the case, there is still a small amount of erysipelas left in the mid-grade and top-grade Guhun Pills, so I don't force Elder Zeng to taste them."

Zeng Ziyu choked, and turned his head to give Jin Yingzi a look.

Jin Yingzi looked back at him innocently, and suddenly realized.

She immediately cupped her hands to Master Wuha and said, "Thank you Master Wuha for understanding Elder Zeng, the younger generation is not afraid of erysipelas, so I will appreciate it seriously!"

If it wasn't for the fact that the Lord of Wushu Mountain had chosen her with the most sensitive five senses and the most talented person to participate in the Soul-fixing Pill Tasting Conference, and had set the Medicine King Ding as a reward, she would not have even wanted to step out of Wushu Mountain.

Jin Yingzi only needs to ensure that she can taste all the pills provided by the tasting meeting one by one, and then draw up a rough recipe for the mountain master.

Elder Zeng didn't want to try the medicine, so he didn't try it.

"Elder Zeng has a straightforward temper, and he always speaks quickly, so I don't think he has any malicious intentions. Why is the real Wuhao so fussy?" The one who spoke was the elder of Tingfeng Pavilion, Qin Wangyun.

Her cultivation level is comparable to that of Zeng Ziyu, and because Tingfeng Pavilion has many contacts with Wuli Mountain, she opened her mouth.

Qin Wangyun covered his cherry lips lightly, and said with a coquettish smile: "I have many years of experience in appraising treasures, this low-grade soul-fixing pill has a lot of erysipelas, and it is not as good as ordinary low-grade pills!"

He said this, as if the alchemists present who were ready to move didn't understand the market, their faces lost their good looks in an instant.

But Tingfeng Pavilion's status in the nine major sects is not low, and they can only restrain themselves from wanting to sprinkle various medicinal powders.

The real face of "True Man Without Harm" was hidden by the black robe and face scarf that cut off his consciousness, and after Qin Wangyun finished speaking, he said calmly: "Since Elder Qin thinks so, then I won't force Elder Qin to continue tasting. "

Qin Wangyun didn't expect "Master Wuhai" to be so disrespectful, his smile froze for a moment, and then he explained: "Master Wuha, that's not what I meant by being a concubine—"

"True Wuha" interrupted her straight away, his voice still cold: "Elder Qin, do you want it or not?"

"... Yes." Qin Wangyun closed his eyes and said.

As the elder of Tingfeng Pavilion, she naturally couldn't ignore things that might harm the interests of the power.

What's more, besides tasting the Soul-fixing Pill, she also has a teacher on her trip.

"Isn't that enough? If Elder Zeng wants to continue tasting the middle-grade and top-grade Soul-fixing Pills, he will say it himself." "True Wuhao" said without any ups and downs, "Isn't it, Elder Zeng?"

Zeng Ziyu couldn't get down from the stage, so he put on airs, nodded and said: "Senior Wuzai's words are true."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Buddhist disciple Zhong Shu loudly proclaimed the Buddha's name and opened his mouth: "Dare to ask the real Wuhao, how many lives do you need to kill for this soul-fixing pill?"

Zhenling pills are made from the sap leaves of the soul-returning tree and do not kill sentient beings. Therefore, Buddhist disciples also benefit from the Zhenling pills sent by Wuwu Mountain.

But this soul-fixing pill has a faint fishy smell, if you take it rashly, you don't know how many creatures you will have karma with.

Tan Xiao had already prepared for the Buddhist cultivation in Kongjue Temple. He controlled the "True Wuhai" and said: "I understand what the Buddha means. Kongjue Temple does not need the soul-fixing pill."

This sentence blocked Zhong Shu's next long speech in his throat.

The three elders broke down one by one, Luan Song, the elder of the Wuyun Sect, remained silent, and Qingming, the real person of the Hehuan Sect, was full of thoughts about how to hook up with the real Wu Lan who had no partner, and had no intention of finding fault.

The alchemists in the banquet hall were equally astonished when they had never seen such a monk who had no scruples about the face of the nine sects.

But as long as you think that the peak cultivation level of Daoist Wuhai is only one step away from the Mahayana monk, you will not be surprised.

When "Wuhao Daoist" asked the alchemists about the evaluation and valuation of this low-grade Soul Solidifying Pill, everyone told the truth.

"The stabilizing effect of this soul-fixing pill on the soul is extraordinary, second only to Zhenling pill! I don't think it should be a problem for this low-grade soul-fixing pill to sell for hundreds of middle-grade spirit stones."

"This soul-fixing pill is only low-grade, and there is still a lot of erysipelas left over, and I don't know whether the raw materials are precious, what kind of alchemy technique was used, and how long it took to refine it...I can't give an accurate estimate, please No real person will forgive me."

"I see the same thing as Master Lu, so I can't estimate it accurately."

"Needless to say the effect, as for how many spirit stones it is worth...it's hard to say!"

"Considering that there are middle-grade and high-grade products in the future, and there may even be top-grade products, the younger generation cannot give an exact number for the time being."

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Talking and laughing while listening, secretly probed into the Najie with his spiritual sense, and made records one by one in the jade slips.

And Chi Wulan took advantage of this to turn his head to look at the little junior sister, and said through voice transmission: "Second senior brother is so upright, it's only for making people angry, little junior sister, you are really worrying about it!"

Lin Yige smiled embarrassingly, and replied via voice transmission: "Be prepared! I will feel more at ease with the third senior sister present!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yige heard Jiang Muqing whispering in his ear: "My God! Immortal Wu Lan is looking at me!"

"Young Daoist Jiang, why don't you just go forward and have a chat with Master Wu Lan?" Lin Yige looked at her with a smile and suggested.

Jiang Muqing was taken aback for a moment, and hesitated, "Isn't this bad? If I disturb Master Wu Lan's interest, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?"

Lin Yige was stopped by this question and didn't know what to say for a while.

Difficult to understand, it is too difficult to understand!

At this moment, a man wearing the Taoist robe of Tianwuzong approached Lin Yige, cupped his hands and said, "Friend Daoist Lin, take a step to speak."

Lin Yige glanced at him, and based on the soulful aura and the blood contract between the two, he just remembered that this person is Shang Wubing who replaced Shang Xinsi's identity.

I haven't seen him in [-]. Shang Xinsi has grown into what he should have been, and he has no similarities with Jiang Yan except for the number of facial features!