Chapter 1811： Farming to earn money to support ancestors! 64

Then he raised his hand and threw a suitable amount of Lingzhi into the small medicine cauldron.

The people around were wide-eyed, watching Chu Ci compare the pill in their hands, and put Lingzhi into the medicine cauldron.

It seems quite unreliable.

Except for the disciples elders who knew that Chu Ci could refine the Celestial Pills, the other disciples also began to doubt.

How do you feel...different from normal alchemy steps?

When several Danzong elders saw Chu Ci's technique and the Lingzhi in Chu Ci's hands, their expressions changed instantly.

I couldn't help but came to the elder Xianmen, and said in a somewhat impatient voice, "This is not a normal process of alchemy. Those spiritual vegetation will be destroyed if they are refined like this."

Especially when practicing the medicine cauldron like that, the ability to lock Lingzhi's aura is weak and can't control the fire well.

The elder Xianmen glanced at him calmly and said nothing.

In fact, the elder Xianmen is also playing drums in his heart. Although he knows that Chu Porcelain can refine so many Celestial Pills, he has never seen the process of Chu Porcelain's refining.

It's really a bit daunting to see such a process suddenly.

We seem to be a little maverick...

Can it be done? ?

"You can't just waste that kind of Lingzhi for the sake of ranking." The Danzong elder's tone was a little annoyed, "If such Lingzhi is handed over to our Danzong, how can we refine a few high-grade pill ."

"Please stop the game immediately and take Lingzhi out of the medicine cauldron. It's still too late."

Although I think so, Elder Xianmen still behaved very calmly, especially when he heard such a sentence and looked at his righteously indignant expression, he sneered, "Even if it is taken out, it will not be given to you."

"Of course I know this. Only the person who wins the game in the end is qualified to refine such a spiritual plant..."

"No, I mean, this is not provided by our Xianmen." The Xianmen elder interrupted him, knowing what he meant, with a hint of carelessness in his eyes.

He probably meant that Chu Ci is the representative of the fairy gate, so this Lingzhi belongs to the fairy gate. If he wins the game, he naturally has priority over these spiritual plants, but after the refining is completed, it will be given to the party that provides them. One-third of the elixir.

But there is a premise, if this Lingzhi really belongs to an immortal door, or an ordinary disciple, then there is really no problem.

But the problem is...

"What do you mean?" The Elder Danzong choked, looked at him, frowning, "Could it be that you Xianmen want to not abide by the agreement?"

But seeing him slowly shook his head, pointed his finger to it, and said, "These Lingzhi are the private property of our ancestors. Who does he want to give?"

Hearing the ancestor of the immortal door, the elder Danzong's expression changed slightly, and he seemed to choke slightly.

Everyone knows that Bai Xingjian never needs medicinal medicinal support, so for him, Danzong does not provide medicinal pill. The threat to him is zero, and the combat effectiveness is the strongest. At the beginning, the Demon Realm had big moves, and several sects joined forces. After a tie, Bai Xingjian, who was dragged into retreat, appeared.

With just one move, all the demon clan who caused the monsters were thrown back. Since then, the demon world has been very peaceful.

So to Bai Xingjian, he refused, Danzong really didn't have the slightest way to refine this spiritual plant.