"Hey, Fellow Daoist Mo, if you are willing to listen to my words, please leave quickly." Wang Hezhen did not answer Mo Wuji's words, but directly sent a message to Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji knew that Wang Hezhen did not dare to answer, so he did not ask any more questions. Not to mention Wang Hezhen, the other alchemists here were all bowing their heads and refining medicine. They all seemed to be very timid guys. Yes.
Mo Wuji didn't care about these things. He would naturally not be very bold if he stayed in this place and practiced some monotonous fairy grass all day long.
The beautiful owner of the village didn't seem to have any opinions. Just because of Manager He's words, he gave up the idea of continuing to ask him. Mo Wuji estimated that it would be difficult to find her again.
Since there are some difficulties on both sides, he might as well learn the methods of refining the first to third level fairy grass. Anyway, he has to leave today, and he is not afraid of Manager He at all. When Manager He comes to trouble him
, he just patted his ass and left. With the murderous intention of Manager He towards him, and the fact that he had taken the high-level fairy grass on his own initiative, he would naturally not let him go.
Mo Wuji also believed that as long as Manager He was not an idiot, he would not kill him in Baihua Villa. As long as Manager He followed him out of Baihua Villa, that would be the day when Manager He died.
Thinking of this, Mo Wuji walked directly to a large area next to the area marked with second-grade and third-grade fairy grass and grabbed some.
Seeing that Mo Wuji dared to touch the second-level and third-level fairy grass, the others were dumbfounded. However, no one said anything, and no one reported it.
It can be seen that although these alchemists are timid, they are not willing to be the lackeys of Manager He.
Mo Wuji started by purifying the first-grade fairy grass. Only half an hour later, he started to purify the second-grade fairy grass. After another half hour passed, Mo Wuji started purifying the third-grade fairy grass.
The alchemists, including Wang Hezhen, were dumbfounded when they saw that Mo Wuji seemed to be able to extract qualified second- and third-level fairy grass easily.
In terms of Mo Wuji's refining methods and speed, none of them were inferior.
Just when Wanghe really wanted to ask Mo Wuji for advice again, a first-grade fairy grass purified in Mo Wuji's hand turned into fly ash.
Then everyone was even more surprised to find that none of the fairy grasses purified by Mo Wuji were successful. In other words, after Mo Wuji succeeded for a period of time, he began to fail continuously.
But Mo Wuji still unscrupulously purified the fairy grass here.
Only Mo Wuji knew in his heart that every time he failed, he would fail when the purified essence of the medicinal materials was close to 100%. If he didn't want the essence of the medicinal materials to reach 100%, he would never fail once.
"Bang!" Once again, the medicinal materials failed to be purified, and the burnt smell came out.
As the sound of failed purification of medicinal materials came out, everyone in the hall was frightened every time they heard this sound.
It is true that a certain failure rate is allowed when purifying medicinal materials here. But we definitely cannot fail like Mo Wuji, who failed more than a hundred times in a row.
A young alchemist a little further away was thinking about whether to remind Mo Wuji, but fortunately Mo Wuji stopped refining the medicine in time.
Mo Wuji had no intention of trying again. More than a hundred low-level fairy grasses were nothing to Baihua Villa.
"It seems that my level of refining medicine is still a little behind." Mo Wuji stood up and said something to the other pharmacists awkwardly.
"Mo Wuji, come out with me." Deacon Wei's voice sounded at the door in time.
Mo Wuji had planned to leave, but when Deacon Wei called him, he naturally walked out of the medicine refining hall without hesitation.
Seeing Mo Wuji go out, the other alchemists in the room breathed a sigh of relief.
"I guess Manager He won't let him go. He's really a newborn calf." An alchemist sighed when he saw Mo Wuji walking out of the hall.
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"Deacon Wei, are you looking for me? Have I been fired?" Mo Wuji smiled and hugged Steward He. He was about to be fired. If Steward He wanted to kill him, he would definitely not let him.
To compensate Xianjing, the most she would do is follow him out.
After asking this question, Mo Wuji felt that something was wrong. The spiritual imprint he placed on Guanshi He was not in Baihua Villa. Soon Mo Wuji captured his spiritual imprint, and Guanshi He left Baihua Villa.
It seemed like this guy was lucky enough to save his life.
Deacon Wei grinned and patted Mo Wuji on the shoulder, "I'm not looking for you, the owner is looking for you. When the owner asks you something later, you must answer truthfully, keep your eyes on your toes and don't raise your head casually.
Understand?"
The owner of the village is looking for him? That beautiful woman? Didn't she say before that she thought too much, why did she think of looking for him? Mo Wuji suddenly thought of Manager He who just left, and his heart moved slightly. Could it be that Manager He left?
Did the owner of the village find him only after he died?
No matter what, this is his chance.
Thinking of this, Mo Wuji said happily, "Deacon Wei, thank you very much. Don't worry, I will definitely not make the village owner angry. Oh, by the way, why didn't Manager He see it?"
"Steward He has gone out to work for the banker. As long as you do as Steward He tells you, Steward He won't blame you." After finishing speaking, Steward Wei pointed to the main door not far away, "You go in through that door.
The owner of the village is waiting for you inside."
Mo Wuji thanked Deacon Wei again and then walked towards the main entrance.
As soon as he walked to the door, he heard the clear voice of the owner of the village coming from inside the door, "Is it Medicine Master Mo? Please come in."
As soon as Mo Wuji walked in, he saw the beautiful owner of the village sitting in the middle of the living room looking at him. Next to the owner stood a girl in a blue dress.
Seeing Mo Wuji come in, the beautiful owner of the village stood up hurriedly, "Here comes Pharmacist Mo, please sit down. Ding Ding, hurry up and pour tea for Pharmacist Mo."
Mo Wuji was a little confused. He said that he was just a gardener at Baihua Villa. This beautiful owner seemed to be a little too polite to him. Even for the sake of purifying medicinal materials, he had only purified them before.
First-grade fairy grass, and the purity barely reached 90%. The only explanation is that this woman really believed what he said, that is, he could purify third-grade fairy grass, and the purity could even be higher.
Ding Ding quickly brought a cup of spiritual tea to Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji did not drink it, but just felt the breath of the tea and knew that it was a fairy tea extracted from fairy grass.
"Master Mo, please have tea." The beautiful owner of the village said softly.
"Thank you." Mo Wuji also wanted to taste the tea. After thanking him, he picked up the teacup and drank it all.
The beautiful owner of the village looked at Mo Wuji blankly. She had never seen anyone drinking tea like this. This kind of fairy grass is nothing to the fairy world, and it is considered top-grade to ordinary immortals.
To be drank like this is simply...
The pure and rich fairy spirit directly filled the veins of Mo Wuji's body. At this moment, he could feel his cultivation level rising slowly without having to practice.
What a good thing, there is such a good tea. If this place was not so unsuitable for practice, Mo Wuji would even want to sit down and start practicing right away. Fortunately, Mo Wuji's reversal technique would not stop improving even if he didn't practice.
Wuji’s strength.
In less than half a stick of incense, his strength has advanced to the middle stage of the twelfth level of Earth Immortal.
Mo Wuji finally breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his fists to the village owner who had been waiting for a long time and said, "Because I come from a small place and have never seen the world, I finally drank a cup of good tea and made the village owner wait longer."
He was not embarrassed. As for ruining the atmosphere, he simply threw it aside. Naturally, this kind of tea must be drank in one gulp to have a greater effect. If you sip it in small sips, at least half of the tea will be wasted.
Spiritual power.
The owner of the village smiled slightly when he heard Mo Wuji's words and said softly, "Master Mo is too polite. My name is Han Qingru. Master Mo can just call me by my name."
"I wonder why Lord Han came to see me?" Mo Wuji naturally wouldn't really call the other person by name. Han Qingru said this just to build a relationship.
He was thinking about whether he should use some elixirs to assist him in his future cultivation, because he was practicing a technique he created himself, and there were many veins that could reverse the world at the same time. He didn't need elixirs when practicing, as long as he had spiritual energy resources, he could make progress.
It was very fast. Now that he drank a cup of spiritual tea, he knew that if he used low-grade immortal crystals and elixirs to assist him at the same time, his cultivation speed would be faster.
"Can Master Mo really purify the third-level fairy grass to more than 90% of its essence?" Han Qingru asked.
Mo Wuji thought that the other party would go around in a big circle before returning to this issue. Now that Han Qingru asked directly, Mo Wuji felt more favorable to her. Now that everyone knew what it was.
If the reason is to sit together, then it's better to just be a little bit more serious.
"Okay." Mo Wuji said firmly.
"Can it be improved a little more? Or to what extent can you purify the highest purity essence of the third-level fairy grass?"
Mo Wuji pondered without saying anything. He didn't know what conditions Han Qingru could give him. If there were no conditions, then he could only reach 90%.
Han Qingru obviously understood what Mo Wuji meant, "Fellow Daoist Mo, you should have achieved perfection in the Earth Immortal, and you are only one step away from entering the Heavenly Immortal, right? If you can guarantee that the essence of the third-level fairy grass you purified can exceed nine
Success, no, as long as it reaches 90%, I will not treat you badly. Whether you want fairy grass or fairy crystal, I can help you get some."
"I wonder if I can get some Immortal Stone?" Mo Wuji asked quickly.
When Han Qingru heard Mo Wuji's words, she frowned slightly and said after a while, "Fellow Daoist Mo, I know that you are about to be promoted to Heavenly Immortal, and you want the Immortal Grid Stone to condense the Immortal Grid. But it's extremely difficult to get the Immortal Grid Stone now.
, I heard that the Half-Immortal Realm collapsed, and the price of Immortal Stones doubled. If you must want Immortal Stones, I can help you get a few."
After hearing this, Mo Wuji was already sure that the black stone was the immortal stone.
"Master, Manager He is back." Deacon Wei's voice came from outside the door.