Immortality begins with equipping a worn-out talisman pen.

Chapter 92 Second-Tier Pill Furnace [Fourth Update, Seeking First Subscription]

Five years later.

Fu Yuan lives inside.

Li Mufeng slowly finished his practice, exhaling a wisp of turbid air from his mouth. His internal magical power flowed like a river, becoming smooth and profound, showing significant improvement compared to five years ago.

Feeling the increasing magical power within his dantian, he silently estimated its extent.

"At this rate, it will be enough for him to cultivate to the peak of Qi Refining in about three more years."

"At that time, I should still be able to announce to the outside world that I have entered seclusion to build my foundation before I turn sixty."

With this in mind, Li Mufeng felt slightly reassured.

Over the past five years, with the help of the equipment slots, his alchemy skills have indeed successfully broken through to the second level.

[Spirit Gathering Pill (Mastery) 369/1000]

As the most commonly used basic pill for Foundation Establishment cultivators, he can now refining Spirit Gathering Pills with a dry amount of spiritual materials, producing six pills in a stable manner. Occasionally, when he is in excellent condition, he can even refine seven pills.

He has stored away most of the Spirit Gathering Pills he has refined over the years, saving them for future cultivation after he reaches the Foundation Establishment stage.

Only a small portion will enter the market.

Of course, not in the guise of Li Mufeng.

Using the method of transforming the mountain and river body in the "Shanhe Zhenyu Jing" (Scripture of Mountain and River Town Prison), he fabricated a new identity.

Li Gufeng.

A mysterious, independent cultivator at the second level of alchemy.

By concealing their aura with the Concealing Talisman and by selling only a very small number of pills each time, no one had ever realized that the two were actually the same person in the past five years.

These Spirit Gathering Pills flowed into the Heavenly Immortal City silently, without causing any ripples.

The identity of Li Gufeng also brought Li Mufeng a lot of convenience.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to trade pills with various shops, he continuously collected the foundation-building pill refining experience left by alchemists of all generations.

Over the course of five years, he actually collected quite a few jade slips containing experience in Foundation Establishment Pills.

Currently, the equipment slots have increased the crafting bonus for Foundation Establishment Pills by a full 30%.

Everything is ready.

The only thing missing is a second-tier alchemy furnace that is truly suitable for refining Foundation Establishment Pills.

This day.

Outside the cave, a familiar figure slowly approached.

It was Shen Yuan.

Compared to five years ago, Shen Yuan is now a completely different person.

Wearing a clean and tidy robe, his figure has regained its robust physique, full of vitality, and he no longer looks like the skin and bones, old and frail he once was.

His cultivation level also successfully broke through to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Over the years, relying on the steady income from Fuyuzhai, he not only healed the hidden injuries he had suffered in the past, but also, with the accumulation of years of experience, stepped into the late stage of Qi Refining.

His spiritual root aptitude was not bad to begin with. If he hadn't lost an arm back then and suffered several serious injuries that damaged his foundation, he might have had a chance to establish his foundation now.

But it was too late in the end.

Although he has spent a lot of money to have a puppeteer create a puppet prosthetic limb, his daily activities are now no different from those of an ordinary person.

However, severed limbs can never truly regenerate, and with a flawed physical body, the difficulty of Foundation Establishment increases significantly.

In addition, being a few years older than Li Mufeng, Shen Yuan had long since come to terms with the matter.

Now, all he wants is to live a peaceful life, guarding the Fuyuzhai.

A few years ago, he also married a female nun who was not practicing Buddhism.

Not long ago, they had a son.

Upon learning the news, Li Mufeng also sent several top-grade first-tier talismans as a congratulatory gift.

Shen Yuan now seems to have settled into a peaceful life.

However, today, his expression clearly showed a hint of excitement.

Upon meeting, they respectfully clasped their hands in greeting.

"Senior Li, we finally have news about the black market you asked me to inquire about before."

Over the years, as his cultivation level improved, Shen Yuan gradually came into contact with some independent cultivator organizations in the inner city.

Many things that Li Mufeng couldn't do personally, such as gathering information, finding channels, and contacting various forces, were mostly handled by him.

As he spoke, he took out a dark blue mask and an ancient-looking token from his storage bag.

"This is a token from the black market."

"With this token and the mask, you can enter the trade fair held in the Black Wind Mountains."

It is said that this trade fair is of extremely high standard, and all cultivators entering the fair must have their assets verified in advance. Without a certain level of wealth, one is not even qualified to enter.

Li Mufeng accepted the token, a hint of anticipation appearing in his eyes.

He had heard of this black market before.

Many shady second-tier spiritual items, inheritances, and magical artifacts can be found in Tianque Immortal City.

Among them, there are even occasional treasures left behind by Foundation Establishment cultivators.

If you're lucky enough, you might be able to find a suitable second-tier alchemy furnace.

Thinking of this, Li Mufeng put the token into his pocket.

Three days later.

At the time agreed upon by the token, he left Tianque Immortal City alone and flew towards the Black Wind Mountains, thousands of miles away.

Prior to this, Li Mufeng had already used the Transformation Technique from the "Shanhe Zhenyu Jing".

His figure suddenly grew taller, and his face became unfamiliar. Coupled with a wide black robe and a bamboo hat, he looked completely ordinary.

The one who came here today was not the talisman master Li Mufeng, but the rogue alchemist Li Gufeng.

The black market was located inside a natural cave.

The cave ceiling is inlaid with luminous pearls, illuminating the entire underground space in a dim and deep light.

Li Mufeng scanned the area briefly with his divine sense and felt a slight chill run down his spine.

Looking around, almost all the cultivators present were at the late stage of Qi Refining or the peak of Qi Refining.

Among the crowd, several faint Foundation Establishment auras were hidden.

Everyone was wearing a specially made mask.

Some people even deliberately change their voices, making them hoarse, aged, or high-pitched, and so on.

Clearly, no one wanted to reveal their true identity.

The trade fair was hosted by an elderly man with white hair who had just completed his Foundation Establishment stage.

The old man sat cross-legged on the high platform, his gaze calmly sweeping over the entire audience.

"The same old rules apply. Each person will receive a number plate. Show your treasures in order, state what you need, and the other fellow Daoists are free to make bids. As for whether or not a transaction is completed, it is entirely up to both parties."

"If anyone dares to make a move within the black market—"

The old man paused, and a pressure from someone at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage slowly spread out.

"You will bear the consequences."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's expression turned solemn.

The transaction began quickly, with monks taking turns to go on stage.

Some people sell elixirs, some exchange for magical artifacts, and some offer up incomplete inheritances in exchange for what they need.

Li Mufeng casually sold a few bottles of first-grade high-quality Spirit Gathering Pills in exchange for some spirit stones, and then did not make any further moves, but silently observed the entire scene.

Finally, it's C6's turn.

The man slowly took out a bronze alchemy furnace.

The alchemy furnace is about half a person's height, with three legs and two handles. The furnace body is covered with mottled bronze rust, and the marks left by time are clearly visible. The edge of the furnace mouth has been worn smooth and rounded by countless opening and closing of the furnace, and it is clear at a glance that it has experienced countless furnace fires.

Bing Liu gently stroked the alchemy furnace, his tone tinged with a hint of melancholy.

"This furnace is called the Mysterious Fire Alchemy Furnace, and it is an heirloom of my family."

"My family once produced a second-level alchemist. At its peak, cultivators flocked to us seeking to refine Foundation Establishment Pills, and some even had to queue up for years in advance. Unfortunately, our family has declined, and now all we have left is this alchemy furnace. I'm bringing it out today just to exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill."

Upon hearing this, Li Mufeng subconsciously looked towards the alchemy furnace.

The next moment, a familiar panel slowly appeared before my eyes.

[Xuanhuo Dan Furnace (Purple)]

Li Mufeng's pupils suddenly contracted.

Purple entry!

This was the first time he had seen a second-tier alchemy furnace with a purple quality attribute since arriving in Tianque Immortal City.

Almost simultaneously, Bing Liu looked around and slowly said, "Only exchange for Foundation Establishment Pills."

The scene suddenly became quiet. Most of those who came here were there to exchange for Foundation Establishment materials. Even if they had Foundation Establishment Pills, why would they easily trade them away?

At this moment, a Foundation Establishment cultivator sitting next to him raised his number plate—Ding Si.

"Fellow Daoist Bing Liu, I am a second-tier alchemist. If you sell me your alchemy furnace, I can make up the value with spirit stones first. After you refine a Foundation Establishment Pill in the future, I will give you one as a bonus. I swear on my inner demons."

Bing Liu shook his head. "I just need the Foundation Establishment Pills that are readily available."

Ding Si remained silent for a moment, then gently put down the number plate.

"If that's the case, then forget it."

No one noticed anything amiss.

Only Li Mufeng's brow twitched almost imperceptibly.

Just a moment ago.

With his perception far exceeding that of ordinary people, a body-refining cultivator, he keenly sensed that there seemed to be an extremely subtle fluctuation in the other party's aura.

It was a fleeting, murderous intent.

Seeing that no one else raised their sign and spoke, Li Mufeng slowly raised his sign—Jia Jiu.

All eyes in the room immediately turned to him.

Li Mufeng's voice was hoarse.

"I have a low-grade Foundation Establishment Pill here. If you're willing, we can exchange it now."

The words fell.

The entire trading floor fell silent for a moment.

Many people's gazes instantly turned fervent.

Foundation Building Pill.

Even if it's just a low-quality product, it's still priceless in the eyes of a Qi Refining cultivator.

Li Mufeng naturally understood.

Given his personality, he shouldn't have revealed that he possessed the Foundation Establishment Pill in such a place.

But he absolutely could not miss this purple alchemy furnace with its inscription.

Bingliu acted with almost no hesitation.

"Change!"

For him now, whether it's a genuine or inferior product, as long as it's a Foundation Establishment Pill, there's still a glimmer of hope.

soon.

With the elder who had achieved Foundation Establishment as a witness, the two arrived at the secret trading room.

The process involves verifying the elixir, inspecting the furnace, and confirming the spiritual contract.

The transaction is complete.

Li Mufeng put away the alchemy furnace, but did not return to the trading hall.

The moment the door opened.

Without hesitation, he sped away along another secret exit route specially prepared by the black market.

With a few flashes, the figure completely disappeared into the night.

Almost immediately after he left, several figures rushed out of the black market.

The leader glanced around, and his face immediately darkened.

They got away!

The other person snorted coldly.

"They run fast enough."

"7

"Chase!

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Several streaks of light shot into the sky almost simultaneously, chasing after the depths of the night.