As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

  Chapter 139 Success in Alchemy

  Time flies, half a year later in the blink of an eye.

  The turmoil of Sancai was over long ago. The law enforcement team destroyed Xiaojingtang, recovered a large amount of "dirty things", distributed some gold, silver and jewelry to Sancai's family and widows, and the matter was settled.

  Jiang Ming's life also returned to calm...

   "This alchemy technique is really beyond the reach of ordinary casual practitioners..."

  In the small courtyard, Jiang Ming sighed as he looked at the smoked and pitch-black small medicine cauldron that had gone through many vicissitudes.

  It took him half a year and at least a hundred spirit stones to make the first furnace of Qi Hui Pill a few days ago.

  Ten Huiqi pills are of average quality, and the market price should be ten spirit stones... The cost of each furnace of medicinal materials is about two and a half spirit stones. At first glance, it seems that the profit is terribly high.

   "But in alchemy, the most important thing is the alchemy rate... Only a high enough alchemy rate can be called a qualified alchemist."

  Jiang Ming shook his head helplessly. After the first furnace was smelted, he smelted more than a dozen more furnaces before he produced the second furnace today.

  This success rate is less than 10 percent...

  Switching to a normal casual repairman, the underpants that he had paid for a long time ago were all gone, even Jiang Ming felt a little distressed.

   "Fortunately, I don't have any worries about my lifespan, so I can slowly increase the alchemy rate... Otherwise, whoever lets me learn alchemy, who the **** is definitely my mortal enemy!"

  He finally understood that this alchemy is a tool for the masters to snowball, and it is also a golden cave for poor casual practitioners... No wonder there are so few alchemists in Xiaoqianshan, and ordinary people can't afford it.

  Jiang Ming played with the milky white Huiqi Pill in his hand, and suddenly felt that this world is very similar to any place. No matter what he wants to do or learn, only Romans can play it...

  What kind of **** is a noble son from a poor family, I bah...

   After complaining for a while, Jiang Mingcai took out another batch of medicinal materials from the storage ring, ready to start the next batch of refining.

"Ok?"

  Suddenly, Jiang Ming raised his head and looked under the big tree where many things were buried.

  A familiar breath suddenly appeared in his perception.

   "Good guy...you finally woke up?"

  Jiang Ming put down the herbs, strode to the tree, and carefully dug a hole.

  In the pit, a chubby white radish stretched out its limbs and thrashed slowly, as if it had just woken up, still a little confused.

   This white radish is obviously the king of medicine that Jiang Ming brought out from the ordinary world.

Back then, this little thing almost died in the ordinary world. After Jiang Ming came to the world of cultivating immortals, he poured a lot of spiritual power into it, but he couldn't wake it up, so he could only bury it in his small courtyard, hugging the dead horse The mentality of being a living horse doctor.

   "Almost forgot about you..."

  Jiang Ming muttered, picked it up from the pit, and checked it left and right several times.

   It seems that she has become fatter than before, and the facial features on her face are clearer, but she still looks a little dull and cute...

   "It seems that you, Bai Tuanzi, are still suitable for growing up in the world of cultivating immortals... But don't run around, if you are caught, you might be sliced!"

  Jiang Ming rubbed its fiery red blade of grass, and threw it back to the ground.

  After coming to Xiaoqian Mountain for four or five years, Jiang Ming read a lot of miscellaneous books, and accidentally learned that this king of medicine should be something called "miracle medicine".

  Odd elixir is a mutant type of elixir. Although it is a plant, it can move freely like an animal and give birth to spiritual wisdom...

However, apart from looking bluffing, this thing is not much more effective than ordinary elixir, and it also likes to eat elixir. In the world of cultivating immortals, it is almost treated as a pest. Once this thing appears in the spiritual field Must be eradicated immediately.

   It is said that in the elixir field of Lingzhitang, a plant appeared decades ago, and when it was discovered, it had gnawed several acres of elixir fields...

  The only special use it has discovered is that it can be ground into powder and added to elixirs, which can improve the rate of elixirs and the quality of elixirs. It is considered a rare material, and it can be worth some money to alchemists...

   "I think that when I came to Fire Lotus Valley, I have been sending little monks to fight for the King of Medicine for this purpose, maybe there are other purposes, but it is not recorded in the book."

  Jiang Ming said to himself, then rolled his eyes: "Speaking of which, my success rate is a bit low..."

  At the feet, the white dumpling was writhing wildly on the grass, when suddenly his body froze, as if he felt a chill...

   "Forget it, I finally have a companion brought out from my hometown, I'd better not be so cruel!"

  Jiang Ming smiled, leaned over to look at this little guy, the mouth in his facial features could be slightly opened, and he was gnawing the weeds on the ground.

   "Follow me well, I, Jiang Ming, will never starve you!" Jiang Minghao said angrily, took out a golden ginseng from the storage ring, and threw it to Bai Tuanzi.

   This sentence seemed to have some kind of magical power, making Bai Tuanzi's chubby body tighten, and then he was attracted by the aroma of spiritual ginseng, and rushed to eat it...

  Jiang Ming nodded in satisfaction, and a thought suddenly came to his mind: "Although the effect of this miraculous medicine is not very powerful, but I heard that it can live for a long time, maybe it will be of some use in the future..."

   This thought disappeared in a flash, and Jiang Ming didn't report any hope. Having a companion who can live long enough is already something worth celebrating...

"Speaking of congratulations, I have successfully refined two batches of Huiqi Pills, and I haven't found anyone to congratulate yet..." Jiang Ming stretched his waist, picked out a few elixir plants for Bai Tuanzi to eat, told it to stay at home, and then Shi Shiran walked out of the courtyard.

  …

   Yuqiong Building.

   "You really made it..." Feng He looked at the Huiqi Pill in his palm, with a look of surprise on his face: "How about the success rate?"

  Jiang Ming smiled awkwardly: "Less than 10%..."

"Hey…"

  Feng He shook his head: "Only when you improve to more than 40% can you earn money... This time is spent on cultivation, maybe you have broken through to the late stage of Qi training."

  Although Feng He is not an alchemist, he has been in Xiaoqianshan for a long time, but he also knows how difficult it is. It takes several years for as many alchemists to increase the alchemy rate by 10%...

  When he said this, he was already reminding Jiang Ming not to make a big mistake because of a small one.

"Sigh, Senior Brother Feng, you don't know... With my talent, I'm afraid I won't be able to break through to the late stage of Qi training in this life. It's useless to spend a lot of effort. Maybe the fifth level of Qi training will be over... If not, I'm going How could you get involved in alchemy..."

  Jiang Ming let out a long sigh, and rambled on... Bah, he talked about a lot of difficulties in cultivation, and finally said with a lonely look in his eyes: "Stop talking, drink and drink!"

  Feng He paused, then sighed, his eyes softened a lot, and he drank with Jiang Ming.

  From this day on, the news that Jiang Ming turned to alchemy because of his poor talent in cultivating immortals gradually spread throughout Lingzhi Hall...

  Inexplicably, the relationship between Jiang Ming and everyone in Lingzhi Church seems to be a lot more harmonious.

   There were even a few immortal cultivators who also mastered the profound mist and rain technique, but they always disliked the rising star Jiang Ming, and they didn't say a few words at ordinary times...

  After learning that Jiang Ming had given up on the immortal journey, their attitude towards Jiang Ming suddenly became much better. They would say hello if they had nothing to do, and would take care of some small things.

   "Everywhere in this world has the same taste..."

  Jiang Ming received 10% more spiritual rice seeds from the Lingzhi Hall for free than usual, and went back to Xiaoqingfeng with a smile.

  Back when he first entered Lingzhi Church, he was the master of the advanced mist and rain technique, which made some people feel threatened, and also made some people jealous...

  But Jiang Ming, who gave up and continued to cultivate immortality, is no longer enough to be the opponent of those people... Now Jiang Ming is just a minor repairer who has mastered the advanced Misty Rain Technique, which is useful to Ling Zhitang, but not enough to make people feel threatened.

  A person who is not competitive, but has some small skills... Such a colleague is naturally liked by everyone, and he is very popular everywhere.

   "This is the art of fishing, the essence of lying flat..."

  Jiang Ming was in a happy mood, humming a little tune and returning to Xiaoqing Peak, throwing the spiritual rice seeds to the group of mortals.

   "Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, let it rain again..." Lao Guzi ran from a distance and said with a smile.

   "Have you saved enough room money?" Jiang Ming asked casually seeing the unconcealable joy on his face.

   "Hi...how can it be!" Lao Guzi sighed, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

  Jiang Ming didn't ask too many questions. After a while, Lao Guzi couldn't help it anymore, and said with a smile on his own initiative:

   "However, I may be able to live in the cave soon... The high-level officials of Xiaoqianshan ordered that in order to accommodate more casual practitioners, if there are not enough spirit stones, you can buy a cave!"

  Jiang Ming was taken aback for a moment, and his expression became strange.

Old Guzi continued to happily say: "No wonder he can become a great monk, his brain is so flexible... The cave I'm looking at, as long as I hand in fifty spirit stones first, and then hand in five spirit stones every year according to the regulations, After paying for sixty years, you can get the title deed of the cave!"

   "What a talent..."

  Jiang Ming admired sincerely, this talent really shines everywhere.

   "But this little Qianshan is accumulating so much money, is there any big move?"

  Jiang Ming thought in his heart, a little more vigilant in his heart, if there was anything wrong, he would slip away immediately.

   "I hope it's too much worry."

  To be honest, he feels that Xiaoqianshan is quite comfortable. If there are no accidents, it is not impossible to live here until the end of time. Every one or two hundred years, he will change his identity and continue to live...

  After the rain was applied to Lao Guzi, the new neighbor Xu Ren warmly invited Jiang Ming to his house for dinner.

  Jiang Ming brought a jug of wine, and went happily... He felt that this little guy was a bit like A Fei back then, and he was very enthusiastic about life. Chatting together made him, an old guy, feel a lot younger.

  Back home, after teasing Bai Tuanzi for a while, Jiang Ming continued his alchemy career.

   "Only when I have mastered alchemy can I gain a foothold in this world of cultivating immortals!"

  No matter where you wander in the future, with this skill by your side, you can make a low-key meal no matter where you are... Otherwise, if you only rely on crowdfunding to make money, you will fall down one day.

  Boom...

   Another puff of black smoke rose, and a white dumpling rolled happily on the grass, Jiang Ming kicked it aside angrily.

   "You white radish, if you laugh at me again, I will train you too..."

  After practicing all afternoon, another six or seven furnaces of medicinal materials were wasted. Jiang Ming's face was completely black from the blast...

   "Fuck your grandma!" Jiang Ming kicked the medicine cauldron, and decided not to make alchemy within three days, but to start practicing the newly acquired spells.

   What are you laying flat on, I f*cking secretly rolled you to death...

  …

  Days go by, practice, rain, alchemy...

   Fifteen years passed by in a hurry.

  Jiang Ming has been in Xiaoqian Mountain for twenty years.

  For cultivators, it is just a blink of an eye. Xiaoqianshan is still the same as it was fifteen years ago, but it is more lively.

  Although it is a gathering place for casual practitioners, the threshold of Xiaoqian Mountain was not low back then. It is difficult for minor practitioners in the early stage of Qi training to survive here, and the main force is in the middle stage of Qi training.

  But now on all the peaks, there are casual practitioners on the first and second floors of Qi training everywhere, living in large and small caves. Although the spiritual energy is thin, they have a place to stay.

   "Old Guzi, you can't build your body with all your strength..."

  At the entrance of a simple courtyard, Jiang Ming warned.

"I know, I know..." Lao Guzi's body is bent and his head is full of white hair. Only ten years have passed, he seems to be thirty years older, his clothes are extremely shabby, his whole body exudes a decayed smell, and his eyes are also dull a lot.

   "You give me another ten days, just ten days..." Lao Guzi begged.

Jiang Ming stared at Lao Guzi for a long time, then sighed, and said in a low voice: "Old Guzi, you and I have a good friendship... But the rules are the rules, if you still can't pay the rain money these few times after ten days, then I will take away your acre of spiritual rice harvest!"

  Lao Guzi froze, and quickly wanted to say something, but Jiang Ming had already turned and left.

  Lao Guzi stood there blankly, and after a while, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes came out of the courtyard, frowned and said, "Father, don't you have a good relationship with that man, why is he so ruthless..."

   "Alas!" Lao Guzi sighed: "In the past few years, the friendship between our family and Brother Jiang has almost been exhausted..."

  He suddenly felt a little regretful. Living in the cave in advance doesn’t seem like a good thing. The imaginary planting the land and handing in the spirit stones on time is not the case at all in practice...

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "In the world of immortality, only cultivation has the greatest right to speak. He is just a small cultivator who is stuck in the fifth level of Qi training. When I break through to the late stage of Qi training, he still has to beg to do things for us... "

Old Guzi was taken aback, quickly blocked his son's mouth, and said in a low voice: "Why are you crazy... He is the only alchemist in Lingzhitang. Take our land away, don't talk nonsense..."

  The middle-aged man was full of anger, but he didn't dare to say anything.

  …

  On the mountain road, Jiang Ming's eyes were calm. It wasn't that he was cruel, but that in this small thousand mountains, being too kind would only cause trouble.

  In the chaos, there are more rules. The rule of Xiao Qianshan is that you must never show weakness and kindness...

   "Master Jiang, good morning!"

  I met some acquaintances along the way, and they all greeted Jiang Ming politely.

Jiang Ming smiled and responded one by one. Fifteen years later, his alchemy technique has finally improved a lot. For several basic pills such as Huiqi Pill and Jinxue Pill, the alchemy rate has finally increased to more than 50%. The famous alchemist...

  Although his cultivation base is "low", and he has Ling Zhitang as his backer, there is nothing unreasonable and dare to trouble him.

   Occasionally there were a few small troubles, but it was not a big deal. It was just that Jiang Ming sprinkled inorganic fertilizers on the field a few times, and the harvest of Lingmi was better...

   "Jiang Ming... drink at night!"

  Suddenly, Duan Ping flew over, riding a rotten iron sword.

  Since Feng He dangled around on a rotten flying sword, the entire Lingzhi Hall was gradually infected. Even the head of the hall, Huang Chu, found a rotten sword from nowhere, and rode it around the market every day.

   "Our Lingzhi Church has a newcomer, another advanced Misty Rain Technique..."

   "Oh? It's a happy event, it's time to drink!"

  Jiang Ming said with a smile, he is happy to see the results, the more masters of farming come, the easier his work will be, although there is no work at all...

  But when he arrived at Yuqiong Pavilion, he realized that the newcomer was a woman.

   "I'm He Xiaowan, practicing Qi at the fifth level, please take care of me..."

   This is a woman in a purple dress, her words and deeds are extremely chic, like a heroine.

  But Jiang Ming didn't care about these, but found that this woman was also hiding her cultivation...

  (end of this chapter)