Yingtian Sect, a temporary exit of the Sect Protector Formation.
Seeing several Yingtian Sect disciples fleeing away, Mo Jingyun's lips curled into a sneer.
Behind him stood Zi Lao, Chuan Gong Elder and several others.
"Okay, the last few agents who were inserted by other forces have been sent out. The Yingtian Sect has finally become clear and clear."
The sneer on Mo Jingyun's face slowly faded.
Zi Lao smiled and stroked his beard, which was not too long.
"Since he has become a disciple of the Yingtian Sect, he should make some contribution to the Yingtian Sect, regardless of whether he works hard or not.
Now we just send them to the two regions where their deceased family is located to spread the news just released by Ying Tianzong, which can be regarded as giving them a glimmer of hope."
The elder of Chuan Gong watched coldly as those disciples disappeared into the sky.
"If I had followed my previous temper, from the moment I found out the details of those craftsmen, they would have been dead."
Zi Lao shook his head and smiled.
"No, no! Make the best use of everything, even if it is a detailed work, as long as it can shine for our Yingtian Sect, then you are a good disciple of my Yingtian Sect.
At least, if these meticulous works come in with a purpose, they will die and I won’t feel bad about them.”
The elder who taught the practice also stroked his long beard.
"Yes, what Zi Lao said makes sense. While these disciples are shining brightly, they'd better be smarter, and don't seek death and continue to secretly respond to Tianzong.
Otherwise, you will really die."
Everyone burst into laughter at the same time.
After a long time, the temporary exit of the sect-protecting formation slowly closed.
But no one left immediately.
The elder Chuan Gong turned around and looked in the direction of the Taoist Gate, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to get tighter.
"Tell me, is it true that as the sect leader suspected, the Taoist sect's counterattack will come immediately. They will carry the heads of their own sects, come to the Yingtian Sect to exchange for rewards, or even take the opportunity to join the Yingtian Sect?"
Mo Jingyun nodded.
"Since Master said so, people from that sect will definitely do this. Get ready, it's almost time. After daybreak, a large number of alchemists and warriors will come to join my Yingtian Sect."
By the time dawn breaks, there are only the last three days left for the decisive battle between Daomen and Yingtian Sect.
This night seemed very long.
The curved moon hangs high in the sky, its moonlight pours out, and its silvery light seems to cover the whole world with a veil.
Yingtian Sect Alchemy Hall.
The entire alchemy hall was filled with the rich fragrance of alchemy.
Around the Butian Cauldron, rows of brocade boxes are suspended in the void.
Most of the brocade boxes already contain elixirs.
The seventh-grade qi-blood pill, the seventh-grade realm-breaking pill, the eighth-grade qi-replenishing pill, the eighth-grade longevity-suppressing pill...
If Lin Lin's various pills were taken out, I don't know how many warriors would be salivating.
Even some moderate hidden sects would probably be willing to pay the price of becoming enemies of the Taoist sect for these elixirs.
There is no way, these pills are too important for any sect.
It can even turn a small hidden sect into a large hidden sect in just a hundred years.
Gongsun Yangyang had already recovered from his stunned state. Although his face had become very calm, his heart was still filled with shock.
And each wave is stronger than the other.
According to legend, Emperor Dan could make elixirs like fried beans, but Gongsun Yangyang never believed it.
Because he is already an eighth-grade medicine refining master, he has long been familiar with refining first- and second-grade elixirs, and can easily refine dozens or even hundreds of them.
But it will take at least half an hour.
There is no way, even with the help of heavenly fire, top-notch materials, and skillful alchemy techniques, alchemy is not fried beans after all, and alchemy requires a lot of concentration.
For a high-level alchemist, the energy consumption when refining elixirs is actually nothing.
What does energy consumption mean to an alchemist?
If you just take a few pills that can quickly restore energy and take it into your stomach, wouldn't that be the solution?
But this is absolutely not the case.
Energy can be restored, but mental consumption cannot be restored by any external means.
However, Gu Xuan's elixir refining didn't seem to consume any energy at all.
The seventh-grade pills and eighth-grade pills flew out from the Butian Cauldron like fried beans in a row.
How is this alchemy? This is just fried beans, right?
Now, Gongsun Shan finally believes that making alchemy is like frying beans. It is not a legend at all, but a real thing.
"The ancients never deceived me!"
Gongsun Yangyang's eyes were shining, and he looked at Gu Xuan with eyes filled with admiration.
Gu Xuan's heroic appearance while refining alchemy, and of course his techniques, were all deeply imprinted in his mind.
Only now did Gongsun Yangyang realize how insignificant he, the so-called eighth-level medicine refining master, was in front of the Alchemy Emperor?
How insignificant!
Gongsun Yangyang had a feeling that he had opened the door to a new world on the path of refining medicine.
One day, I can become an alchemy emperor who can refine elixirs like fried beans!
When the last brocade box was filled with an eighth-grade elixir, Gu Xuan finally let out a long breath.
Gongsun Yangyang said in surprise: "That's great, sect leader. There are thousands of seventh- and eighth-grade elixirs here. If these elixirs are released, they will attract a large number of great emperors to join the Yingtian Sect, and I am afraid that the Taoist sect will be wiped out."
It’s more than enough!”
Gu Xuan shook his head.
"If you think that the Taoist sect is so easy to destroy, you are totally wrong. At most, these can only attract the peak emperor.
Moreover, we don’t know whether the emperor attracted by the elixir alone is unreliable, not to mention the mixture of people and dragons.
To take a step back, even if you really attract reliable people, when it comes to life crises, the first thing they want to do is to retreat."
Gongsun Yangyang had a look of confusion on his face.
Since Gu Xuan knew that relying on elixirs to attract people to join the Yingtian Sect was unreliable, then why did he do this?
Gu Xuan saw the confusion on Gongsun Yangyang's face, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Let's put it this way, the main purpose of my plan is to attract alchemists. Whether it is the Alchemist Guild or the establishment of the Alchemy Domain, we cannot be a one-man show.
As for the thought of letting these warriors who are above the level of the Seven-Star Emperor join, it is just a matter of convenience. Even if you only find one person who can die for the Yingtian Sect, it will be profitable.
Moreover, don’t you think that with such a momentum, Yingtian Sect’s momentum has surpassed that of Taoism? Among all the elders and disciples in Yingtian Sect, which one is not a great morale booster?
Our morale is great, but the morale of the Taoist sect has probably dropped to a very low level."
A look of surprise appeared on Gongsun Yangyang's face.
It turns out that Gu Xuan’s good intentions are here!
No matter how many people join, it is not as important as the morale of the Yingtian Sect disciples!
After all, the disciples are the root of Yingtian Sect and the future of Yingtian Sect!
Gu Xuan waved his hand, and most of the brocade boxes fell steadily onto the medicine shelf, where the elixirs were specially placed.
There are still ten pills suspended in the air.
"Of course, I have refined so many elixirs, and some of them are naturally prepared for the warriors who come to deliver the heads of the Taoist sect."