"Is this? Marrow-cleaning pill?"

Holding three pills in his hand, Qin Shujian's face looked a little surprised.

The marrow-cleaning pill in front of him seemed a little different from the marrow-cleaning pill he had expected.

The divine thoughts fall.

Three pills suddenly appeared in his perception.

After a long time.

Qin Shujian came to his senses and looked at the pills in his hand with a strange expression: "The eighth-level marrow cleaning pill contains not much difference from the ninth-level elixir. Is this a problem with the material, or is it because I broke through the Sky Blue Pill Talisman?"

He recalled the scene when he refined the pills.

The elixirs placed in the furnace are basically standard materials required for the eighth-level marrow cleaning pill.

This way.

The problem must be with me.

After finding the problem, Qin Shujian suddenly burst into tears in his eyes.

"The effect of refining eighth-level elixirs is comparable to that of nine-level elixirs."

"If I refine the ninth-level elixir, wouldn't the effect be stronger than the ninth-level elixir?"

"The ninth-level elixir is already the top-level elixir known today. So what level is it above the ninth-level?"

"Holy, divine, or immortal?"

Several consecutive words appeared in Qin Shujian's mind, directly from the words he had heard in his previous life.

Immediately.

He thought of another thing.

"Dazhao once had no elixirs above the ninth level, so the ninth level elixirs are the top. Even the rebellious innate treasures such as Creation Pill belong to the category of the ninth level."

"In this case, if I refine a magic pill with a medicinal effect that exceeds all the current ninth-level pills, then wouldn't I be able to open up a higher level of division by myself?"

"At that time, I want to call it a holy product, a holy product, a divine product is a divine product, and an immortal product is an immortal product."

The more I thought about it, the more excited Qin Shujian's expression became.

This is not a trivial matter.

Over the past ten thousand years, the strongest elixir of the human race is the ninth level, and there has never been an existence that surpasses the ninth level.

If he breaks this shackle and creates a level above the ninth level, then all alchemists in the world will respect him.

Before, Qin Shujian was still worried about the lack of alchemist, but if this news spread, human alchemist would inevitably flock to him.

By that time.

Isn’t it enough for Yuanzong to use the sorrow alchemist?

Qin Shujian took a deep breath and said, "But this matter is not urgent. If you want to refine elixirs above the ninth level, you must have witnessed it by the people of the world, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public.

In this way, my identity as a master of alchemy should be exposed.

However, this is not a big problem.”

Anyway, they are all two masters.

Then it is barely acceptable to have another master of alchemy and three masters together.

Moreover, he has been promoted to heaven, so there is no need to worry about too much about many things.

No one would attack a cultivator with a vague guess, and this cultivator himself is a powerful man in the second realm of the formation master.

Such a strong man.

Even if an ordinary saint-entering powerful man takes action, he may not be able to take it.

Unless the person who takes action is at the level of power.

However, there are few powerful and powerful people. Now there are powerful existences in the human race, and there is nothing more than a court.

But Qin Shujian wanted to come.

The court shouldn't have any action.

Thinking about it all over the place.

Strictly speaking, this matter is still beneficial to you.

It is not only beneficial to oneself, but also to the entire Yuanzong.

"The Foundry Hall and the Formation Hall have attracted a group of people. Although there are no masters at the master level, there are no shortage of top-level cultivators. On the contrary, the Alchemy Hall is supported by Shen Yuhua from the beginning to the end.

Now there are more and more disciples in the sect, and the demand for high-level elixirs is also increasing.

It’s still a lot worse to rely on Shen Yuhua alone.”

Recruiting alchemists is an imperative thing.

otherwise.

You can't let him, as the sect leader, take action to refine alchemy every day.

It would be a bit unreasonable to have a great cultivator in the sect to refine pills and not do anything.

Shake his head.

Qin Shujian stood up and walked out of the courtyard.

After the time of alchemy, it has been a day and a night.

Monks rarely sleep, and most of the time they sit cross-legged to meditate to cultivate their spirits.

For Qin Shujian, the concept of time is now very vague.

The life span of thousands of years is pressing on my body, and it will be drizzling in a day or two.

Even he was thinking.

If one day I find a deep mountain and old forest to drill and come out in thousands of years, will it have changed?

"There are too many people who are too idle and always think too much."

Qin Shujian suddenly laughed and moved his feet, heading towards the place where the outer disciples lived.

——

Bi Chang was sitting in the inner hall drinking tea.

As one of the deacons in charge of outer disciples, his life is quite comfortable.

Except for the time when you have to go out and kill some monsters and complete the assessment, there is nothing else.

to this end.

Bi Chang also deliberately suppressed his own realm to avoid breaking through too quickly and unable to complete the assessment.

But he also understood that this approach was not a long-term solution.

Sooner or later, the sect will provide countermeasures.

Before this.

Bi Chang was so happy that he was free and easy.

Especially for the external disciples, although there is not much oil and low pressure on competition, the power is not small, and there are many benefits in secret.

All the outer elders were in seclusion and practicing.

The real people in charge are these outer deacons.

The outer disciples are among the most basic disciples of all sects.

This goes on and on.

There are too many things that can work.

"Deacon Bi is so happy." A hearty laugh came, and a young man walked in from outside.

Bi Chang's hand holding the teacup paused for a moment.

Then he looked at the person coming and said lightly: "Who am I? It turns out it's you."

"What, what's wrong with coming to me today?"

"Disciple is here today, I have something to ask about." Ji He sat down familiarly, then bowed and said.

"What's up?"

Bi Chang replied in a bad way.

An inner disciple is not worthy of his attention.

When it comes to true identity, even if the elite disciples are in front of him, they should be half short.

The name of the deacon is not just a saying.
To be continued...