Natural fairy species

Xiaguangfang.

In the Zhengqi League, there is a sect named Danxia Sect, which is famous for its alchemy skills. The only alchemy ancestor in the sect, Zhu Zhenren, is a third-rank top-grade alchemist.

The elixirs refined by Danxiamen are well-known, and are well-known in the entire immortal world of Liang Guo.

This Xiaguangfang belongs to Danxiamen's industry, specializing in medicinal pills, and at the same time buying all kinds of elixir and herbs.

With this as the core, it gradually led to other shops and became one of the most popular markets in Zhengqi League.

Bai Zichen landed the flying spiritual weapon far away, restrained his own magic power, and only showed the cultivation level of Qi Refining Dzogchen.

The Qingfeng Sect and the Ghost Sect are eternal enemies, and they have become allies with the Zhengqi League in a disguised form.

After Zhengmo Dao started, the high-level exchanges and discussions between the two sides have been held several times, and some private agreements have been reached.

However, his current strength has plummeted, and he just wants to recover from his injuries in a low-key manner, simply hiding his cultivation.

"Visitors stop, the first time you visit Xiaguangfang, you need to register your identity, please apply for an entry and exit token."

A few disciples of Danxia sect stopped him at the entrance of Fangshi, but it was seen that the person had perfected his qi refining and his words were considered polite.

In the square market, a person who has successfully refined Qi can already be regarded as a master.

If there is no higher pursuit, it is enough to spread the branches and leaves, forming the prototype of a loose cultivator family, and passing on the bloodline.

Bai Zichen glanced at it. When other monks entered and exited Xiaguangfang, they would take out a wooden sign and wave it at the square.

Caixia flashed across the wooden sign, proving that he was a registered monk, and only then was he let in by the disciples of the Danxia sect.

"I traveled from other prefectures, and I heard that Liang Guocai made a special trip to visit the Danxia sect. I don't know the rules...then apply for a token for me."

Bai Zichen casually made up a name on a file and filled in Lu Li's name, perfecting the realm of Qi refining.

After paying ten spirit stones, he got a wooden identity token, which allowed him to freely enter and leave Xiaguangfang.

This loose management system made him suspect that Danxiamen only wanted to charge a fee for the spirit stones.

After entering Xiaguangfang, Bai Zichen subconsciously compared it with Qingfengmenfang City.

"The scale is larger...the flow of people is more...the average strength of the monks who come and go seems to be stronger, the only thing is that the aura is not as good."

Bai Zichen compared all aspects, and found that Xiaguangfang won all of them.

Except that Xiaguangfang was built on a second-order lower-grade spiritual vein, unlike Qingfengmenfang City, which has a second-order upper-grade spiritual vein.

The gap between the two has led to the difference in aura in Fangshi.

Danxia Pavilion.

Bai Zichen found Danxiamen's own elixir shop, planning to buy healing elixirs.

With his revealed cultivation base, he immediately received a warm reception.

"I don't know what kind of medicinal pills this friend of the Daoist needs?"

In the private room, a pale old man stood in front of the table smiling, with a strong smell of medicine on his body.

The fundamental skill of Danxiamen is Baoding Danwang Jing, which can absorb the qi of pills in the process of refining elixirs and transform them into magical skills of its own mana.

Therefore, for the disciples of the Danxia sect, alchemy skills are equal to cultivation, and the two are inseparable.

It is not because of being obsessed with alchemy and ignoring one's own cultivation, that the realm of cultivation will not be left behind.

"An elder in the family was seriously injured in fighting with others, so he went to Danxia Pavilion specially to ask for a few holy medicines for healing."

Bai Zichen revealed that he had perfected Qi refining, so his elders, needless to say, were all foundation-building monks, secretly pointing out that he had some background.

This set of arguments was made up so that it would be a bit awkward for a qi refining monk to buy a second-level healing elixir.

"Baicaoshengshengdan is the most common second-order healing elixir...but our sect has improved the elixir. In addition to nourishing vitality and speeding up recovery, it also has a miraculous effect on the growth of broken bones."

As a competent shopkeeper, the old man Qinghuang introduced the proud medicine in Danxia Pavilion.

"Changqing Bushen Pill is best at growing muscles from white bones. Even severe injuries with severed limbs can still grow back."

"I don't know how much the prices are?"

Satisfied in his heart, Bai Zichen resisted the urge to grab the elixir, and continued to bargain with the attitude of a perfect Qi-refining monk.

"Baicao Shengsheng Pill, one piece of five hundred spirit stones; evergreen body-replenishing pill, one piece of six hundred spirit stones."

"It's too expensive, I'll give you a 20% discount, and I'll buy a bottle of everything."

After this incident, Bai Zichen discovered the importance of healing pills.

It's always good to have a little extra and keep it in a storage bag just in case.

After some bargaining, the two bottles of pills were sold for a total of 5,000 spirit stones—each bottle was packed with six pills and sealed with wax pills.

Bai Zichen put away the elixir contentedly, and asked again: "Is there any elixir for replenishing blood essence for sale in the pavilion? My elder also used the secret technique of fighting for his life, and now he is short of essence blood. Fill."

"You senior is quite capable of tossing..."

The old man Qinghuang thought for a while, and took out a jade box from the cabinet: "True Dragon Flying Pill is made from a drop of the true blood of the third-order dragon carp, supplemented with twelve kinds of blood-enhancing elixir."

"This elixir is not complicated to refine, so it's not worth boasting about...but the spiritual material is rare, and it can strengthen the blood essence of a monk, which is generally the favorite of the body-refining monks."

"Of course it's like what you said, because the secret technique is depleted of essence and blood, it's also the right medicine, and it can be used."

"No second price, two thousand spirit stones."

The corners of Bai Zichen's mouth twitched, how about saying that alchemists make money.

In this moment of effort, he almost spent seven thousand spirit stones.

After leaving Danxia Pavilion, Bai Zichen deliberately chose a path that was sparsely traveled, but found that no one followed.

The elixir sold to him is also normal, without any tampering, leaving a secret mark.

"After all, it is an orthodox sect, no matter whether it is for the sake of fame or not, at least it still needs face... It is impossible to commit murder and rob goods for the sake of thousands of Lingshi, ruining the reputation of Fangshi."

The spirit stone revealed by Bai Zichen has already exceeded the net worth of a Qi refining cultivator.

So far, there have been no monks with ulterior motives, which shows that Danxia Pavilion strictly guards customer information, which has raised his evaluation of Danxia Fang's security to a higher level.

There were two Foundation Establishment cultivators sitting in Fang City, and he walked around, and he had already sensed almost the same.

They are all in the early stage of foundation establishment, one person sits in the Danxia Pavilion, and the other guards the Fangshi formation.

This is also one of the reasons why Bai Zichen chose Danxiafang for healing.

The cultivator sitting on guard is limited in strength, even if something happens, he is sure to escape from the market with his foundation damaged.

There are only two caves in Fang City that are rented out. It should be said that he only takes a fancy to these two second-tier low-grade spiritual lands.

It is barely able to support his cultivation needs, and it is incomparable with the third-level middle-grade spiritual land in Feiyue Lake.

With the excuse that he has earned money from his travels so far, he directly rented the cave for a year.

It is said to be a cave, but in fact there are only two quiet rooms, which are located in the west of the center of the square.

"It's far from Baiyulou. It's really easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it's hard to go from extravagance to frugality... I have only enjoyed the third-level spiritual land for a few years, and now I can hardly adapt to the second-level spiritual land."

In fact, the second-level spiritual land has already allowed foundation-building monks to practice in it, and the liquid mana can be refined and increased normally.

This is also the status quo of the vast majority of foundation-building monks in the Liang Kingdom. Those who can have a third-order spiritual land to assist in their cultivation for a long time are either the absolute core of the sect or the direct line of the lineage of the family.

There is only Qingfengmen, which is a special case, which has always been extravagant in the allocation of spiritual land.

Bai Zichen scanned the surrounding area, made sure that it was safe enough, and took the first Baicao Shengsheng Pill.

The elixir fell into the stomach, and the strong but gentle power of the elixir spread to every part of the limbs, and the effect was more than ten times better than taking the Zhuguo Jingxin Pill by myself.

"The scar marks fell off, revealing the pink tender flesh... It feels like the bones are itching. It's a magical healing effect."

After absorbing all the power of the Baicao Shengsheng Pill, he took Changqing Bushen Pill to speed up the healing of the wound.

With the addition of the two second-order healing pills, Bai Zichen's injuries quickly recovered.

Three months later, after taking off the Taoist robe, you can still see a few scars on your body, and the other injuries have all healed.

The sequelae of the self-exploding glass body, the feeling of loss of strength has disappeared, and only the deficient essence and blood cannot be replenished so quickly.

After adjusting his breath for a while to relax, he swallowed the True Dragon Soaring Pill, which he had asked for a lot of money.

The elixir enters the throat, the tiredness deep in the body, the lack of essence and blood, like Baixue meeting the scorching sun, melting quickly.

Every time a trace of medicinal power is refined, the blood in the body will be filled with essence and blood.

The natal true blood of a third-order monster contains dragon blood, even if it is diluted to the limit, it is a great tonic.

Bai Zichen's complexion gradually turned rosy, and half of the blood that was burned along with Liuli Vulcan's body at the same time has returned to 60 to 70%.

As long as he eats more monster meat in the next period of time, he will be able to return to his prime in half a year at most.

"In addition to losing the hole card of Liuli Vulcan Body, my strength has returned to normal, so I have no worries on the way back to the sect."

Bai Zichen took out the dragon pattern storage bag from his chest. During the past few months of healing, he has been attacking this high-grade storage bag with his spiritual consciousness.

There are physical injuries, but it has no effect on spiritual consciousness.

After nearly half a year, the ownerless storage bag finally came loose, and he broke through it in one fell swoop.

"Before returning to the sect, there are still a few things that need to be clarified..."

There was a mountain of materials piled up in the storage bag, and Bai Zichen quickly searched for things like jade slips and books.

He is most concerned about the origin of the black-faced monk, and the relationship between the forces behind it and the Ichthyosaur Sect.

This will help him solve the mystery of the Ichthyosaur Sect and find out whether the ancestor of the Bai family came to Montenegro with a special mission.

"It turns out that this person is called Meng Shigui, and he comes from a sect called Youlongmen..."

A bronzing invitation card made Bai Zichen figure out the origin of the name of the black-faced monk who died on his hands.

"Fortunately, it's just an alchemy-level sect, and it's still far away in the open sea. When I return to Montenegro, I won't be able to reach it... Even if the alchemy master is dispatched, I won't be afraid."

It's not an enemy that can't be provoked at all, Bai Zichen is much more relaxed.

New doubts arose again, how could the mere alchemy-level sect have the qualifications to regard Yulongzong as an enemy, and even assumed an attitude towards themselves that they wanted to drive out the remnants of Yulongzong.

"Could it be that the demise of the Yulong Sect has little to do with this Youlongmen sect...they are just waving flags and shouting or following to pick up cheap sects. Is there someone else who is the real opponent of the Yulong Sect?"

Bai Zichen took out more than ten pieces of jade slips and a roll of bamboo slips, and put them in front of him, ready to read them slowly, trying to sort out the clues.