Fantasy: I'm in a discarded alchemy room, but I can turn trash into treasure!

This morning, Qin Mo witnessed the woman in white flying on her sword and rescuing Xiao Nian from the clutches of Fen Yang, the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Pill Pavilion.

He can wield a sword and snatch people from the hands of a Golden Core Realm expert; his cultivation level is unfathomable.

If he could establish such a relationship, it would only benefit him and not harm him.

But such a master is not easily fooled.

"Please let her in."

Qin Mo gritted his teeth and said to Zheng Hong outside the door.

"Yes, Master."

Zheng Hong withdrew and went to invite the woman in white.

"Master, this servant will take her leave now."

Hua Meiniang wisely spoke up.

"Um."

Qin Mo nodded.

Hua Meiniang turned and left.

Qin Mo picked up the spiritual tea on the table and took a sip. The tea, enveloped by the Great Spirit Gathering Array, was refreshing and sweet, which helped to calm his tense nerves.

"Master, the person has been brought."

Zheng Hong's voice soon rang out from outside the door.

"Enter."

Qin Mo put down his teacup.

The door opened, and a woman in white walked lightly into room number one.

Qin Mo smelled a faint, elegant fragrance.

He looked up and saw that the woman in white had a beautiful face, with an ethereal air about her, and clear yet unfathomable eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, please have a seat."

Qin Mo was a little nervous, but fortunately he was wearing a black iron mask, so his facial expression wouldn't give him away at all.

He then picked up the purple clay teapot and filled the teacup opposite him.

"This spiritual tea is of excellent quality, fellow Daoist, please try it."

Qin Mo put down the teapot.

This tea set is made of spirit jade, and the bottom of the pot is engraved with a miniature spirit-gathering array, which can not only lock in the spiritual energy in the tea, but also absorb the spiritual energy of the surrounding world and slowly seep into the tea.

luxury.

Qin Mo sighed inwardly; he had never even dared to think about it before.

"You're too kind, fellow Daoist."

Gu Yingxue sat down opposite her.

"Fellow Daoist's words a few days ago, 'The mortal world proves one's true nature,' have been a revelation to me."

Gu Yingxue sighed softly.

Qin Mo was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

That one sentence?

"This is a trivial matter."

Qin Mo's voice remained steady, maintaining his composed demeanor.

"What is a minor path for you, fellow Daoist, is a profound truth for me."

Gu Yingxue's expression was solemn.

"What brings you here, fellow Daoist?"

Qin Mo went straight to the point.

"I would like to ask fellow Daoists for guidance on alchemy."

Gu Yingxue was also straightforward.

"There are three thousand great paths, all leading to the same destination. The Dao of Alchemy is also a Dao."

Qin Mo said calmly, "I observe that you have reached a bottleneck in your path of alchemy. If you can break through the clouds and see the sun, you will be able to leap over the dragon gate."

"Fellow Daoist is indeed a highly accomplished senior!"

A glint flashed in Gu Yingxue's eyes. "You've seen through my predicament at a glance. In that case, fellow Daoist, you can certainly help me break free!"

Qin Mo was stunned.

He was extremely nervous; what he had just said was merely a guess.

Who would seek guidance from a reclusive master? Or have they run into trouble?

I guessed randomly, and it hit the bullseye.

But she actually expected him to solve the problem?

He doesn't even have a basic understanding of alchemy, how can he help?

"Existence arises from non-existence, non-existence is hidden within existence, existence and non-existence transform into each other, and transformation returns to nature."

Qin Mo rolled his eyes and, feigning profundity, uttered a mysterious and enigmatic riddle.

"this……"

Gu Yingxue's breathing stopped abruptly.

These words, once spoken, contained the highest Daoist principles, seemingly within reach yet impossible to grasp, veiled by a hazy veil, visible yet untouchable.

That feeling of something so close yet so out of reach to her was agonizing.

She seemed to be just one step away from breaking free of her shackles, if she could grasp even a tiny bit of it.

For a moment, Gu Yingxue was stunned.

Qin Mo was overjoyed upon seeing this.

Sure enough, I was intimidated.

This statement is a top-level philosophical statement in any world.

He's from another world; there's no such thing as the Tao Te Ching in this world.

If this sentence isn't enough, he has plenty more in his mind.

"Your level of attainment is far beyond my reach..."

Gu Yingxue sighed deeply, her face showing regret.

In the end, she grasped nothing.

Before a single thought arises, all actions are already in place.

When all thoughts and intentions cease, the Way naturally manifests itself.

Qin Mo then threw out two more sentences.

"..."

Gu Yingxue was stunned again.

This senior's understanding of the Tao was truly beyond her comprehension.

Could he be the Pill King?

Even... a Pill Saint?

Gu Yingxue was startled by the thought that had just popped into her head.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will now return to seclusion to further my understanding!"

Gu Yingxue stood up, her tone extremely respectful.

Qin Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was genuinely afraid of getting into a deep discussion about alchemy with this woman, but thankfully he managed to dismiss her with a couple of words from a sage.

That should give her something to ponder for a while.

However, Gu Yingxue suddenly stopped after getting up.

Qin Mo's heart, which had just settled down, jumped again.

"Senior, I have no way to repay you."

Gu Yingxue turned around, took out a dark, bead-like object from her storage bag, and handed it over with both hands.

"This is a discarded elixir that I obtained in an ancient ruin many years ago."

"I have studied this for over a decade, but I still cannot figure out what kind of elixir this is."

"Senior's understanding of alchemy far surpasses that of this junior, so I'm sure you can discern the origin of this item. I humbly request your guidance."

"Ancient discarded pills?"

Qin Mo subconsciously reached out and took it.

It feels heavy in your hand, as black as ink, and as hard as iron.

The surface is perfectly smooth, completely free of erysipelas, and without a single scratch.

At that very moment, the Qiankun Transformation Furnace in his dantian suddenly trembled.

A line of text appeared in his mind: "A wasted Divine Transformation Pill can be rebuilt by consuming ten thousand strands of Qiankun Qi."

"This is a failed Divine Transformation Pill."

Qin Mo suppressed the shock in his heart and tried his best to say these words in a calm tone.

"What?!"

Gu Yingxue froze.

The mystery that had troubled her for over a decade was finally revealed.

The Divine Transformation Pill.

That was a supreme elixir that could help someone at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm break through to the Divine Transformation Realm; the formula for it had long been lost in the world.

If we can analyze the types of spiritual herbs used in this discarded pill, wouldn't we be able to deduce the formula for the Nascent Soul Pill?

Gu Yingxue snapped out of her shock and quickly said, "Senior has such discerning eyes! It seems this discarded pill is destined for you. If it stays in your hands, it will surely realize its true value."

Qin Mo remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was in an uproar.

He stared at the black marble in his palm, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

"It will consume ten thousand strands of Qiankun Qi..."

"I......"

Qin Mo was completely dumbfounded.

He never expected that the dark, unassuming thing Gu Yingxue had casually given him was actually a useless Transformation Pill.

He certainly knew what the Transformation Pill meant.

That was a supreme elixir that could help an old monster at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm break through to the Divine Transformation Realm.

Moreover, the recipe for the Divine Transformation Pill has long been lost in the contemporary cultivation world.

The fact that this discarded pill remained in Gu Yingxue's hands was nothing more than a mystery that had remained unsolved for over a decade.

But in Qin Mo's hands, it had a completely different meaning.

However, Qin Mo was not happy at all at this moment.

Ten thousand strands of cosmic energy.

Ten thousand paths.

He's worked himself to the bone to save up just over three hundred.

To gather ten thousand Dao, how long would it take him to cultivate both Daos?

Isn't this just going to drain him dry?

Qin Mo was truly speechless.

Not long after Gu Yingxue left, Zheng Hong returned with Xiao Nian.

Qin Mo put away the discarded Divine Transformation Pill from his palm.

"Master!"

When Xiao Nian saw Qin Mo, she rushed over and hugged his leg, her eyes crinkling with laughter.