After solving the problem of cultivation, Danyang Taoist began to pay attention to Murong Ling's Alchemy. "There is still one day to go before the end of the secret realm. On this day, you will stay in the side hall to make alchemy and give you some advice for your teachers and followers."

Murong Ling naturally had no reason to refuse. She took out the Danyang Taoist's danfang jade slips and alchemy notes from the bracelet and saw that there was a kind of pill in it, named Ziyang pill. Ziyang pill is the upgrade of Ziling pill. It has high effective healing ability. It is a necessary holy product for monks Zhuyuan and Danyuan.

Now that her sword wound is not healed, a furnace of Ziyang pill is the best.

So he took out the eight trigrams alchemy stove from the heaven and earth ring, prepared the necessary spirit grass, and summoned the green lotus heart fire to start the furnace. Because it was the first smelting, the first batch of waste pills, but she almost mastered the rules and points needed to pay attention to, and the second way was successfully refined.

Maybe it's because of the upgrade of Xiaohuo. There are ten pills in this furnace, nine of which are top-grade and one is the best. It's an extraordinary achievement for Dan Xiu who made Ziyang pills for the first time. The most important thing is that she didn't follow the formula and method in Danyang Taoist's notes on alchemy. She only used her own method of understanding.

The eyes of Taoist Danyang, who has been paying close attention silently, are amazing. Now the surprise degree is what Murong Ling has never found before. Compared with her chance and seemingly extraordinary background, what he values most is her alchemy ability!

It turns out that her alchemy ability is the most talented she has ever seen!

"That's great, my dear student. I don't have to worry about my successor at last!" The Danyang Taoist was so happy that he said, "I'll be able to close my eyes when I die."

That's right. Isn't he a long time ago?

Murong Ling could not laugh or cry. She ignored the excited Danyang Taoist and continued to use up the rest of the spirit grass, so she got ten bottles of Ziyang pill. In addition, other pills were almost consumed, so she turned on the stove again and was very busy.

The side hall has always been filled with fireworks and incense. After finishing refining the necessary pills, Murong Ling began to try to refine the pills that could only be refined by Dan yuan friars. She found that her Yuanli and divine consciousness could completely support her to the end, and her heart was instantly happy. Her sense of accomplishment and fullness was higher than that of digging Yuanshi veins!

However, this result is not surprising. After all, her divine consciousness has reached the level of the middle Dan Yuan period, and the qualification of Wugui spirit body is absorbing Yuanli all the time. There is no need to worry about the lack of Yuanli, and she can easily reach the realm that others can't reach.

At this moment, Murong Ling has only one idea. She seems to have time to go to Donghai dragon palace. She did not forget that she had vowed to help Jiaolong make a melting dragon pill. Now that her alchemy level has reached the Danyuan period, she doesn't have to wait any longer. It's good to get rid of a worry as soon as possible.

The next time, Murong Ling spent in the guidance of Danyang Taoist. After all, he was the originator of alchemist. The essence and skills of alchemy he mastered were far beyond Murong Ling's reach. He just watched her refine a few batches of pills, and then he could see the shortcomings of her methods and perfect them on the spot, It's rare in the world.

A single conversation with a wise man is worth a month’s study of books.

Murong Ling had to admit that she made a lot of money to be accepted as an apprentice by the Danyang Taoist. Not to mention this day's instruction, the notes and prescriptions he left behind were enough for her to spend her whole life pondering and innovating.

There are still many deficiencies in her alchemy, which integrates the pharmaceutical means of later generations. She needs to constantly improve and perfect it, and then form a mature alchemy system. Perhaps only when her self created method of alchemy prevails in the world can she really compare with her master.

Although it is far away, she is looking forward to that day.

Time flies between master and apprentice. When Murong Ling comes back, the time of the day has passed.

Danyang Taoist's look is also a little trance, even the voice has lost the vitality of the past, "time has come, my dear disciple, you go."

Murong Ling does not give up in her heart, but knows that there is no banquet in the world. Those who should leave will leave after all. It's useless to keep them. It's better to move forward so that they won't feel sad.

She knelt down to the shadow of Taoist Danyang, and knocked her head heavily for three times. Compared with the casual fate when she was a teacher before, her kowtow at this moment added more affection, "master, I'm leaving. Take care and wait for my apprentice to come back to see you. "

Danyang Taoist nodded with a smile, "OK, you go, don't worry about being a teacher."

The empty and ethereal voice gradually faded away. When Murong Ling came back to her senses, she found that she had been sent away from the side hall and was just standing at the place where she came. Facing the closed palace, she fell asleep again with her master."Grandma."

Calling her is night chengshuang and others, they calculate the time to come back.

*** So when you go back, you immediately recall the disciples who are looking for Shou Yuanguo outside, close the mountain gate, practice in a low-key way, and come out to walk after the storm

No wonder she is so cautious. There are too many feuds among the night family nowadays. Qianjia, Fengjia and TIANYIZONG are all giants in the hidden world. If they stir up friars to make trouble, I'm afraid the night family will be reduced to a group attack.

The lesson of wanxianmen is still there. It's hard for people to take it lightly.

Yechengshuang naturally knows the benefits. Although yejiajianxiu is fearless, he is not a simple minded person with developed limbs. He naturally knows the truth of hiding his light and cultivating his obscurity.

So he nodded solemnly and said, "when I go back, I will restrain the disciples of the clan to concentrate on their cultivation, and I will never make trouble. But, grandma, have you ever found your shouyuanguo? "

"Lucky to get one." Murong Ling said happily, "I have something urgent to deal with, so I won't go home with you. If there is no accident, there will be friars robbing along the way. You should pay attention to your safety. "

Looking for shouyuanguo urgently, naturally, there are dying relatives waiting. Yechengshuang understands, but what he worries about is another point: "we have a large number of people, but we are not afraid of those curfew people. It's just that you inherit the inheritance of your grandmaster, I'm afraid you will become a sweet cake in the eyes of everyone, and it's even more unsafe along the way. How about this? Where are you going? Shall we escort you all the way? "

"No, too many people are inconvenient." Murong Ling touched the face without foreign body feeling under the veil and said, "I have a thousand face magic weapon given by your master. I can change my face and hide my accomplishments. It's easy to get away with a little disguise at that time."

Ye chengshuang puts down half of her heart and raises it up again. She finds that she doesn't take her father with her in her words. This is a strange thing that never happened before. No one in the night family knows that she and her mother are inseparable from each other. Now, they seem to be born.

Although my grandmother is respected by the night family as an elder because of my grandfather, her care and protection for the night family has always been seen in everyone's eyes. Now I respect her not because of her affiliation, but just because she is murongling!

Even so, yechengshuang didn't want to separate her husband and wife. Instead, yechengshuang reminded her, "isn't grandma going to leave with her?"

Murong Ling was silent for a moment and didn't know how to answer. For a long time, he said in a dumb voice, "I'm afraid he won't go with me."

Not long ago, they found the heart demon in front of the cave according to the celestial elder's token, and then they lost contact with the token. It seems that the heart demon realized this problem and either lost the token or put it back into the green dragon token space. Now there is still no contact message of token. It seems that the mind devil still occupies the sovereignty of the body.

Even shouyuanguo can destroy the demons, how can love with her back to the mother.

He was heartless and heartless.

The atmosphere was heavy for a moment. Yechengshuang began to regret mentioning this topic and had to save the field. "Grandma, we just found a lot of spirit grass on the island. We don't know when to see you again. I'll give it to you now."

With that, he handed over a bag of heaven and earth. Murong Ling took it and found that the spirit grass in it had been properly handled. It was really hard to repair them.

She felt very grateful and didn't refuse this batch of lingcao. She thought that there were many things in the bracelet given by her master, which were just used for the night's closed door cultivation. So she found a heaven and earth ring, and then began to toss things. She put some mineral materials, swords, pills and so on into the heaven and earth ring, and then handed them to yechengshuang. She said with a rather regretful tone, "Other things are too advanced, so it's suitable for you to use. If you take this heaven and earth precept, it's an emergency."

Ye chengshuang and the two elders are stunned. They look at the heaven and earth ring handed over by Murong Ling, and finally they can't help but smoke the corner of their mouth. They are speechless for a long time.

Grandma, do you have any beautiful misunderstanding about emergency!

The collection of night home for thousands of years is not as good as the resources you lost in case of emergency!

What's more, my grandmother is a beautiful and lovely boy!

Murong Ling, who has been a local tyrant and a country bumpkin in her past and present life, really has no specific concept of cultivation resources. Anyway, there are too many of them to use. She specially left enough weight for the little disciples of the immortal department. The rest of them are not separated. Do they keep them moldy in the bracelet?

So, she really doesn't understand the shocked appearance of the night family. They are all from her own family. Why should she be so outspoken, right?