Fire Island.

Cave.

The Demon God Zhurong stood in the void, playing with the flames. In the middle, a cauldron was like a small mountain. Lu Qingfeng was next to him, and spiritual techniques were constantly penetrated, countless materials, and spiritual water fell into the cauldron in sequence.

About two incense sticks.

Lu Qingfeng bounced his fingers and opened the cauldron cover.

A fresh smell filled the air, and Lu Qingfeng pinched the seal with his hand and pulled it, and the breath turned into one stream after another, falling into the jade bottle next to him. When it condensed, it turned into clear water droplets.

【Spiritual objects: Ming and Qing Lingshui】

【Quality: Normal】

[Note: Thousand-year-old mellow liquid is combined with more than a dozen kinds of spiritual liquids and refined by spiritual water]

"Eighty portions."

"Eighty drops of thousand-year-old alcohol liquid, plus other spiritual water and spiritual liquid, even if the thousand-year-old alcohol liquid is calculated as one drop of two spirit stones, the cost is only three hundred spirit stones."

"But eighty pieces of ordinary quality Ming and Qing spiritual water can sell eight thousand spirit stones."

More than twenty times huge profits.

Moreover, Lu Qingfeng controls the sea of ​​illusion waves. Although the liquid is not inexhaustible, it is also inexhaustible and cost-effective. Refining it into Ming and Qing spiritual water is simply profitable.

"One thousand six hundred spirit stones are enough to make up three to five parts of the materials to refine the golden silkworm Gu."

"Next, the most important thing is to refine the golden silkworm Gu, replace the Qingshan and Qingyu with the root bones."

If the materials for refining the golden silkworm Gu are precious, they probably cannot be said to be very expensive. The consumption is huge, and it is the beginning of cultivation and sacrifice after refining. However, these materials are distributed in all directions. If Lu Qingfeng alone collects them, they may not be able to be produced for dozens or hundreds of years.

Time waits for no one.

Lu Qingfeng felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

Luo Zhen Palace could not count on it, so it could only rely on chambers of commerce and business alliances such as Yuxian Pavilion.

The Ming and Qing Lingshui is the stepping stone.

During this period—

Purchase Huanbohai.

Sacrifice and refine the Xuanming Strategy of the Dutian, and raise the Taoist soldiers.

Then to the sale of Ming and Qing Lingshui.

Links are connected, leaving no gaps at every step.

I bought Huanbohai to buy out the source of alcohol liquid.

With the level of ordinary alchemists, it is not easy to analyze the extremely complex formula of Ming and Qing Ling Water. However, Ming and Qing Ling Water is not as good as elixirs, and it is more promising to be released in reverse.

It has no effect on Lu Qingfeng.

Instead of spending hard work to refine Ming and Qing Lingshui to earn more profits, it is better to sell the alcohol liquid directly.

Thousands of blue-gold trees in the Sea of ​​Illusion Waves produce 1,095,000 drops every 200 years. The price of two spirit stones is more than two million spirit stones.

On average, there is also a profit of 10,000 yuan per year.

Adding to the higher value of 100,000-year alcohol liquid, the profit can be doubled.

It's enough.

The sacrifice and refining of the capital Tianxuan Ming Ce is to sell the Ming and Qing spiritual waters, and to obtain huge profits and benefits, while ensuring that one can be fully protected. The Taoist soldiers will not be entangled by the little ones or oppressed by the real person.

Finally, the Ming and Qing Lingshui was sold.

One is to earn spirit stones, further enhance Dutian Xuanming Ceremony, and enhance its strength.

Two.

The most important point is to better collect materials and refine the golden silkworm Gu.

Even all the above actions are for the final purpose.

Half a year.

Finally everything is ready, just wait for the ingredients for refining the Gu.

"You can't hang yourself on a tree in the Yuxian Pavilion. You can open the door with the Ming and Qing Lingshui and collect it from all sides together. The fastest efficiency is." Lu Qingfeng's eyes were bright, and his thoughts passed by, and he decided to make a plan.

But before this, we have to wait for all the Xuanming Yin soldiers to return to their positions.

Just this time.

Han Ji, the protector of the White Bone Demon Sect, has arrived at the junction of the White Bone Realm and the Xuanyuan Realm, and is in the abyss thousands of miles north of the Illusionary Wave Sea.

Knocking the formation outside Xuanyuan territory, ready to go.

...

To the sky.

The dark wind raged, and the abyss was dark and traversing thousands of miles from east to west, like an immortal god cutting the earth with one finger, isolating the White Bone Realm and Xuanyuan Realm.

I thought it was a natural barrier.

This day.

The group took advantage of the darkness and hid in the abyss.

The leader showed his body, and he was Han Ji, the protector of the White Bone Demon Sect.

"It's going to be bright, so let's rest here for one night." Han Ji waved his hand and stopped everyone.

"yes."

Everyone stopped, and immediately a monk swayed in the air holding a black banner, bursts of black smoke, covering the group. From the outside, it seemed as if there was no one, without any abnormality.

Next to Han Ji, there was an old man with his pupils on the left and white. Even if he stood still, he still had a faint murderous intent.

He is the real person Chashan, the head of Wusheng Hall of the White Bone Demon Sect.

The Master of Wusheng looked at Han Ji and said in a gloomy voice, "The disciples in the hall have already scattered in batches and will be able to arrive at the Fire Spirit Plant in three days. Just wait for me to arrive, and the guardian will immediately gather with the order of the order."

"good."

Han Ji nodded slightly.

Looking at the rough Han Ji in the White Bone Demon Sect, the darkness was shrouded in the moment, and it seemed a little unpredictable.

After a moment of silence, Han Ji looked at the Lord of Wusheng Hall, "There is a sea of ​​illusion waves ahead. I heard that a demon cultivator who called himself "Liehuo Sanren" came from somewhere recently. It was rumored outside that it was my White Bone Demon Sect chess piece?"

"There is indeed this person."

"But the origin of this Fiery Fire Sanren is mysterious. I have sent someone to investigate it. I don't know the truth. It should be a casual cultivator in a certain place and has nothing to do with my Demon Sect."

The Master of Wusheng Hall reported, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent, "As soon as the Liehuo Sanren appeared, he took the Huanbohai from the Yuxian Pavilion with a big deal. At this critical moment, I don't know if--"

"No hurry."

Han Ji waved his hand and looked south, "Since he is sure he is a man in the devil's way, please ask the Lord of Chashan to go to Huanbohai for a walk. If his cultivation is not bad, he can be taken to the commander and fight for the Fire Spirit Plant together."

"If you have average cultivation—"

The Lord of Wusheng looked at Han Ji, and his black and white pupils flashed over and asked.

"If my cultivation is average, I will still be swaying under the banner of my White Bone Demon Sect, and kill me." Han Ji said lightly.

"yes!"

The Lord of Wusheng nodded and responded.

then.

This place fell into silence, and the entire abyss was filled with gloomy wind roaring, revealing its terror.

Time passes.

Three days later.

...

Fantasy wave sea.

Fire Island.

The body of the Master Wusheng Hall flashed, and it appeared outside the Fire Island. The sound of the sound of the mouth became silk. It was transmitted into the Fire Island and turned into a brilliant heavenly sound.

"The White Bone Demon Sect Chashan, passing through the Huanbohai, came to visit fellow Taoist Liehuo, and asked fellow Taoist to show up and see him."

In the cave.

Lu Qingfeng was sitting cross-legged, his mind entered Dutian Xuanming Ceremony and practiced the battle formation. Suddenly, he heard the sound outside and his eyes opened, "White Bone Demon Sect, Master Chashan, the Lord of Wusheng Hall?"

When the mind moves, it appears outside the cave.

Looking up, I saw an old man with black pupils and white pupils standing in the air. His black robe moved with the wind, and a pressure that could not be ignored was coming from his body.

"Take a warning?"
To be continued...