Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 458 Alchemy
Fu Zhu bowed and said, "Junior Fu Zhu, nice to meet you, senior."

"My friend, there is no need to be so polite." The old pharmacist's eyes were gentle and he smiled. "How has your senior brother been doing in recent years?"

"He hasn't come to Donggu to discuss alchemy with me for a long time. I am really interested in him." The old pharmacist said jokingly.

Fu Zhu said seriously: "After I go back, I will definitely tell my senior brother what you said."

The old pharmacist smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Wuxia has already explained the situation to me in the letter. However, refining the Xiaohuan Pill will not be completed overnight. You may as well stay in Donggu first."

Fu Zhu thanked the old pharmacist for his kindness and took out all the herbs. She found these herbs according to the recipe given by Li Wuxia, so they were very complete.

The old pharmacist waved his sleeves, took the herbs, and instructed: "Kuandong, go and inform your Senior Brother Zangqing that Donggu will not accept any visitors these days."

The little medicine boy Kuandong put down the mortar and went down the ladder.

Fu Zhu turned his wrist and a jade box appeared in his palm, "Senior, this is something my senior brother asked me to send to you."

The jade box contained three thousand year old snow lotus. She thought that her senior brother must have known that the old pharmacist was looking for snow lotus, so he gave this thing to her as a reward for asking the old pharmacist to make the elixir.

The old pharmacist didn't know that the box contained the snow lotus he had been searching for so hard. After glancing at the jade box, he smiled faintly and said, "Daoyou Wuxia, you are so thoughtful."

The old pharmacist ordered Kuandong to entertain the talisman. After the guests left, he opened the restriction on the jade box. Then his expression froze and his breathing became rapid.

Is this the snow lotus he has been looking for for many years?
The petals are light pink, almost white, with mysterious lines on the lotus petals, as thin as silver threads, exuding a mysterious Taoist charm.

The old pharmacist carefully touched the snow lotus with his hand and couldn't help but smile comfortably.

Kuandong, who hadn't walked far yet, turned back to look at Mengyutai and muttered softly, "What's wrong with Master? He doesn't even care about his image."

"He always taught me to be upright and self-disciplined, and not to be unrestrained..."

Fu Zhu curled his lips, of course it was because the gift from his senior brother touched the old senior's heart.

Kuandong was simple-minded and had always been following the old pharmacist as a medicine boy. He had almost no chance to leave the valley, let alone meet outsiders. He asked curiously, "Miss Fuzhu, your senior brother is a pharmacist, so are you also a pharmacist?"

Fu Zhu shook his head: "It's a sword cultivator."

Coltsfoot: “Wow!”

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he rubbed his hands and asked tentatively: "Can I see your sword?"

Fu Zhu generously took out Shuang Xueming, and the sword's rhythm was long and lasting, like light coming out of the box.

Kuandong only stretched out a finger and touched it, then withdrew his hand, as if he was afraid that his fingerprints would be left on the other party's snow-white and clean sword.

"I heard that sword cultivators are all very poor. Is that true?" He turned his head to look at the talisman.

"Not all of them. There are also some very wealthy sword cultivators. It depends on the situation."

For the inner disciples of the four great sword sects, there were almost no extremely poor ones, unless they had too many swords to raise.

Kuandong nodded, not quite understanding: "Miss Fuzhu, you are definitely not that kind of poor swordsman."

Fu Zhu smiled brightly: "You are right."

There was no way she could be poor.

She is a great swordsman. There are all kinds of treasures from heaven and earth. If she sells one or two of them, she will be very rich.

Those above the level of Sword Immortals are basically not very poor. Generally speaking, sword cultivators at the Golden Core Realm may be a little poor.

Fu Zhu thought about it and realized that she didn't seem to be very rich when she was in the Golden Core Realm. She only became wealthy after she became a sword fairy.

After arriving at Shuyaju, Kuandong stopped and said, "Miss Fuzhu, if you have anything to do, just tell the disciples in the valley."

He handed over a jade slip: "Or you can use this sound transmission jade to contact me."

Fu Zhu accepted the sound transmission jade slip with a smile: "Thank you, Kuan Dong!"

Kudun's face turned red, and she whispered, "Master told me to do this, you're welcome."

He tripped over his left foot and almost fell. He touched his ears and ran away in a hurry.

The old pharmacist was about to refine the Nine-Transformation Pill. Fu Zhu clearly felt that the entire East Valley was in a tense atmosphere.

There was a more aura outside Donggu.

When the Nine Revolutions Pill is formed, it will cause a strange phenomenon in the world, and the movement is so great that it cannot be concealed. Many people are planning to steal the pill, so the vigilance of Donggu is getting stricter day by day.

Kuandong comforted Fuzhu and said, "In the past, when Master was refining pills, there were also scoundrels who wanted to steal the pills, but no one has ever succeeded. Don't worry, our defense in Donggu is very strict."

Fu Zhu asked, "Has anyone snatched the pills in the past?"

"Of course there have been!" Kuandong counted on his fingers, "It happened more than once. Last time, when Master was only refining the eighth-level Condensing Spirit Pill, five forces broke into the valley to steal the pill. Three of them died, and two escaped."

Although the strength of East Valley does not seem very good on the surface, in fact, there is a huge killing array buried under the entire inner valley. Those who come in will only become fertilizer for the flowers.

Of course, this is Donggu's secret. Although Kuantong is carefree and simple-minded, he will not tell Fu Zhu.

Boom——

Fu Zhu looked up at the sky and saw lightning gathering in the clouds, as if it would fall at any time.

Kuandong listened to the muffled sound and murmured, "The first thunderbolt is about to fall. It seems that Master has reached the final stage of refining the Xiao Huan Dan."

Fu Zhu suddenly stood up: "I'll go to the old pharmacist to keep watch."

She sensed that there were a lot of auras outside Donggu, and their cultivation levels were quite high, so she was still a little worried.

After all, the guardian spirit beast of Donggu is only at the realm of great perfection of golden elixir, which is a bit too weak.

Kuidian said quickly: "I'll go with you."

Near Mengyu Terrace, dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators were guarding the periphery, and even when they saw Kuangdong, they did not let him pass.

The two had no choice but to wait outside.

Kuandong said: "The Nine Revolutions Pill is extraordinary. I am not even qualified to help watch the pill furnace, so I definitely cannot enter the Dream Fish Terrace."

Fu Zhu nodded to show his understanding.

Although Kuandong is a disciple of the old senior, he is still young and his cultivation is shallow. He will definitely not be allowed to get involved in such a big scene.

She looked in the direction of Mengyu Terrace, and saw a large bronze furnace floating in the air. All around the furnace were carved various kinds of fish, all of which were lifelike and vivid.

The alchemy furnace trembled slightly, and the surrounding flames continued to release high temperatures. Fine beads of sweat appeared on the old pharmacist's forehead.

His expression was serious, and he flicked his ten fingers. The medicinal herbs in front of him flew up and fell into the alchemy furnace.

With a slight "clang" sound, the pill cover fell back to its original place. The old pharmacist controlled the flame, and the flame, which had originally been shorter, suddenly grew wildly and burned close to the pill furnace.