After being in contact with him for a month, he understood Zheng Dong's personality. Although he seemed to be as aloof as Ning Daoxuan, Fatty Song knew that Zheng Dong was much more difficult to deal with than Ning Daoxuan.
If Ning Daoxuan had been tortured by him for so long, he would have agreed to help him refine the Qi Gathering Pill.
Zheng Dong waved his sleeves, put the elixir and spirit stones into the storage ring, and then took out a porcelain bottle.
With a wave of his hand, the porcelain bottle floated in front of Song Dahai.
Seeing this porcelain bottle, Song Dahai almost jumped up with excitement. It has been more than a few months since he broke through the Qi Refining stage, but he has been stuck at the third level of Qi Refining and cannot break through.
He knew that the third to fourth levels of Qi refining were a small level, and the fourth level was also called the middle stage of Qi refining. If you wanted to break through, you either had to have good skills or have resources.
Song Dahai's basic skills are not bad, with six points, but if he wants to break through the middle stage of Qi refining, he will probably have to work hard for a while.
But he couldn't wait. Nowadays, the ancient times were changing with each passing day, and he fell behind step by step. Sometimes he really envied Zheng Dong's alchemy talent to death.
There is no need to travel around, just stay at home, while others beg grandpa and grandma to rush to send him spiritual stones, elixirs, and beg him to make elixirs.
Comparing people with each other makes people angry.
Fortunately, everything was worth it. Fatty Song tightly held the porcelain bottle in his hand and showed a silly smile.
"There are ten Qi Gathering Pills in this bottle, which are enough for you to reach the late stage of Qi Refining. Although they are not tangible pills, they are enough to be worth the price you paid."
"Thank you, senior brother." Song Dahai scanned his consciousness and thanked him excitedly.
Seeing that Zheng Dong meant to see off the guests, Song Dahai still had to bite the bullet and said: "I hope that senior brother will give you more support in the future."
After saying that, he cupped his hands and disappeared into the horizon with the light.
When Zheng Dong saw Fatty Song leaving, he put Bai Ling'er down and walked towards his cave.
After the explosion rate of Hong Huang was adjusted by Zheng Dong, players could not only improve their strength in the game, but in reality, players in the Qi refining stage also gradually began to appear.
However, due to the scarcity of Qi Ling Dan, there are still very few players in the Qi Refining Stage in reality.
Only a few lucky ones among the top players obtained tangible spiritual enlightenment pills and broke through the Qi refining period.
After careful observation by Zheng Dong, he found that the result was the same as his guess. Players during the Qi refining period could provide him with a little divine power every day.
This greatly excited Zheng Dong, and he once again increased his efforts to cultivate players, but unfortunately the number of players was too huge.
If Zheng Dong wants to cultivate 10 million players at the same time, even if Zheng Dong holds the treasure land of Crescent Island in his hands, he is still unable to do so.
If we can capture the Light of Andaya, we will no longer have to worry about resource issues.
But then, Zheng Dong shook his head again. Marquis Saiin of the Light of Andaya was a direct vassal of the Silver Family, and touching him would definitely attract the attention of the Silver Family.
As for the mysterious blood knights from another world, Zheng Dong doesn't want to confront them yet. After all, they are ruthless people who want to destroy the magic empire.
"It seems that for the time being, if we want to obtain other resources, we have to rely on the deal with the Renaissance Society," Zheng Dong murmured, "It would be great if Gray Lubao and Xiongying fight to the detriment of both sides."
He couldn't help but think about it, and then smiled and shook his head.
...
Beiluo City, as a mortal city close to Danxia Sect, has gradually become a city where casual cultivators gather as the number of players increases.
Some of the elixirs and spiritual materials spread from the Danxia Sect have fascinated these players who are obsessed with cultivating immortals.
Shuiyuexian Island has continued to expand over time and currently covers nearly two million square kilometers.
With such a large area, even if a Qi-refining monk flies with a sword, he will not be able to fly to the end in a while.
More than 10 million players are spread across two million square kilometers of Shuiyue Fairy Island, which is not really dense.
Most parts of Shuiyue Xiandao are covered with fairy mountains and swamps, or are infested by ferocious beasts and monsters, or are filled with poisonous insects and miasma, making them mostly deserted places.
But precisely because these places have not been opened up, there are often many hidden opportunities. These opportunities are all prepared by Zheng Dong for casual cultivators.
Among them are immortal cultivation techniques, spell inheritance, spiritual elixirs, and spiritual materials.
It can be said that it is impossible for any player who is not afraid of death and is lucky enough to break into a fairy ruins and instantly become a top player in the game.
The unknown, mystery, immortality, and immortality are the greatest charms of the ancient world.
Of course, not all players are obsessed with cultivating immortals. Some salty players completely regard the ancient world as a beautiful world and travel around in it.
Naturally, Zheng Dong would not care too much about these salty players. Everyone has their own destiny.
Beiluo City.
Sanxufang City.
There are endless hawking sounds in the market, and most of them are players in the physical training stage, with few Qi refining masters among them.
In a stall built by a wooden shed, two people were arguing.
"You stupid stall owner, you sold fake spiritual talismans to deceive me and hand over my spiritual stone."
A strong man wearing short sleeves and holding a nine-ring sword was spitting. In his left hand, he held a magic talisman made of yellow paper.
The talisman is densely covered with ghostly talismans. I don’t know whether it is real or fake.
The stall owner didn't panic at all when faced with the brawny man's scolding, and sneered: "Are you a fool? You have neither true energy nor soul power. Do you think you can use the magic talisman after you get it?"
After hearing this, the strong man felt a little depressed. After a while, he held back a sentence: "Why didn't you say this earlier?!"
"You didn't even ask." Zhao Feng spread his hands.
Zhao Feng didn't expect that he could actually get a tangible spiritual stone by selling the spiritual talisman.
He did not lie to deceive the strong man in front of him. His talisman was real, and the fireball spell on the talisman was also real.
He learned how to make spiritual talismans from the Chuanfa Pavilion. Although the success rate was not high, he relied on selling spiritual talismans to survive in the wilderness.
The only magic he knew was the fireball technique, which he learned from Chuanfa Pavilion after he learned how to make spiritual talismans. For this fireball technique, he spent ten points of sect contribution, which is ten spirit stones.
But in the blink of an eye, the man in front of him had this magical stone that made him make a lot of money.
You must know that the price difference between the manifestable spiritual stones and ordinary spiritual stones in the ancient world is ten times.
Although Zhao Feng didn't know how the late-stage player in front of him got the spirit stone, he wanted to go back on his word, but Zhao Feng didn't agree.
"How do I know if what you say is true or false?"
Zhao Feng was about to speak when a sarcastic voice came over: "This brother is right. You, Zhao Feng, are my disciples of the outer sect of Xiaohuifeng. You deceived the casual cultivators in this city. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the law enforcement disciples?"
A handsome gentleman-like figure wearing a green shirt and a jade pendant hanging from his waist came over.
"Lu Ze!"
Zhao Feng's eyes narrowed, his enemies were extremely jealous when they met.
He was forced by Lu Ze to flee overseas, and he still dares not return to China.