Walking into the mission hall, Su Muzhe frowned rarely.

The entire mission hall was flowing endlessly, and all the outer disciples in gray robe were coming and going. I think there were only ten disciples entering the mountain sect in this generation. Except for Su Muzhe, Su Muzhe rarely remembered the appearance of the other nine people. Obviously, the outer disciples in the mission hall had been practicing in the Xuanyue Demon Sect for at least ten years.

Everyone seemed to be dusk. Although they were young or even middle-aged people, the feeling that Su Muzhe brought to Su Muzhe was like an elderly person.

As Su Muzhe stepped into the mission hall, many people instantly turned their eyes to Su Muzhe, observing the young man who was still full of vitality, and then looking at Su Muzhe, it seemed as if he was looking at a dead person. After a while, he took his eyes back.

This feeling made Su Muzhe very uncomfortable.

These people were once one of the ten disciples who were energetic in the mountain gate, but now they are already living in the sect and waiting to die. They once thought about being promoted to the foundation building, to a higher level, and then galloping through the world, but in the end they became so depressed.

This discomfort only stayed in Su Muzhe's heart for a moment. He pulled his hood, hid most of his face in the shadow under the hood, and mixed in a low voice into the gray torrent.

The mission hall has more than the disciples, and the pillars are among them. Each pillar is full of mission jade slips, and the disciples are surrounded by circles below. The release of each mission has attracted these disciples to flock to them.

Su Muzhe did not directly select the task, but instead shuttled through the crowd like he had wandered around the market before, watching them flock to the task jade slips.

Suddenly, a jade slip was hung from the pillar beside Su Muzhe. Before the people around him could react, Su Muzhe subconsciously reached out and touched the jade slip, and then pressed his eyebrows against him.

"The real person Xu Ming of Soul Refining Peak released a mission: Refining nine soul-cultivating grasses, requiring: the purity of the medicine liquid is at least 70%, and the reward is: three medium-grade Yin Condensing Pills, and one peak Qi Refining Ghost."

Su Muzhe didn't know what level of mission such a task belongs to among the sects, but the rewards of the mission, whether it is the Yin Condensation Pill or the Ghost of the Qi Refining Stage, are the most needed cultivation resources Su Muzhe currently needs. Moreover, he once tempered the Crow's Soul Soul Soul Soul Soul Soul Soul Soul Soul Soul Soul Su Muzhe is now very sure of refining the spiritual medicine. Perhaps the success rate cannot reach 10% or 10%, but it should be easy to deal with such tasks.

Moreover, the reward for the task is not the Yin-Gong Pill used by Su Muzhe, but the Yin-Gong Pill with a more perfect quality!

The effects of one Yin Condensing Pill are afraid that even ten Yin Condensing Pills cannot be compared.

With the Yin Ning Dan, Su Muzhe even had the confidence to directly impact the big orifices in his body in a short period of time.

This task was accepted.

Without any hesitation, Su Muzhe directly pulled the mission jade slip from the pillar, ignored everyone's gaze, and hurriedly left the mission hall.

...

Although he is a disciple of Soul Refining Peak, this is the first time Su Muzhe has entered the main peak of Soul Refining Peak. The mission jade slip records the cave where the true man Xu Ming is. With the mission jade slip, Su Muzhe has never been blocked and has successfully climbed to Soul Refining Peak.

Facing Su Muzhe was a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression. Perhaps it was Zhenren Xu Ming who practiced some kind of pupil technique. His eyes fell on Su Muzhe, making Su Muzhe feel a stinging pain.

"The outer disciple of Soul Refining Peak?"

The voice was also a little hoarse, as if the metal and stone were rubbing against each other.

"Reply to senior brother's inquiry, that's right!"

"Well, I've heard of you. He was once a ghost from the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave. Later, he took over the body and reincarnated. It is said that there was a companion spirit fire? No wonder he dared to continue the task of refining the soul-raising grass... I heard that you almost killed the disciple of Xuanlong Peak the day you entered the mountain gate? This was done well and never degenerated into the majesty of my soul-refining lineage."

True Man Xu Ming rarely knew something about Su Muzhe. After saying that, even True Man Xu Ming's aura was still cold, but he had some recognition in his tone. After saying that, he turned around and let Su Muzhe into his cave.

The cave of the Foundation True Man is far more spacious than that of Su Muzhe. Of course, what makes Su Muzhe feel more deeply is the rich spiritual energy contained in the cave.

Even Su Muzhe could clearly hear the sarcasm of a ghost coming from a certain stone chamber, as if that stone chamber was not a cave for practice, but a Nine Nether Hell.

As if feeling Su Muzhe's shock, Xu Ming Zhenren chuckled and said, "Four years ago, there was an outer disciple of the Soul Refining Peak who was not promoted to the foundation building. His soul was obtained by me and he was ready to refine a special ghost. Therefore, he tortured this villa for four years with secret methods. Now he needs to refine a special pill with the main medicine of Soul-raising Grass. I am not good at refining medicine. I ask the foundation-building brothers of the same school seem to mobilize many people, so I issued the mission."

True Man Xu Ming's words were kind, but Su Muzhe seemed chilling!

An outer disciple has not built a foundation for six years and has refined a special ghost...

Everything seems to have nothing to do with Su Muzhe, but it is closely related to Su Muzhe, as if it represents Su Muzhe's future.

After taking a deep breath, Su Muzhe calmed down.

"Forget it, I won't scare you anymore." Zhenren Xu Ming smiled hurriedly, but this man seemed to have not smiled for a long time. His smile looked as ugly as crying. In his feelings, it seemed that all the pressure of life and death was just a scare of Su Muzhe, "I'll take you to the quiet room."

When he walked into the quiet room, there was a soundproofing restriction. The ghost's shrill scream finally disappeared. Unlike Su Muzhe's quiet room, Master Xu Ming inlaid a Beihai night pearl on the dome, illuminating the entire quiet room extremely brightly. Looking along Xu Ming's gaze, Su Muzhe saw more than 20 soul-raising grasses placed on the stone table.

"The value of the Soul-raising Grass is not very precious, but it is relatively rare, so it is difficult to collect. The senior brother is also a gift to the junior brother. For these twenty-three spiritual medicines, the senior brother only needs nine spiritual medicines. If there is anything left, these spiritual medicines will also be given to the junior brother. The Soul-raising Grass has no complicated effects, but simply swallowing the medicine can also nourish the soul and help in cultivation."

This was an unexpected surprise. After all, as Master Xu Ming said, this soul-raising grass is not a precious spiritual medicine, and its effect is extremely simple.

Taking a deep breath, Su Muzhe was not polite and sat down cross-legged in the cushion in front of the stone table. Zhenren Xu Ming also took out nine mutton fat jade bottles to hold the refined spiritual medicine liquid.

boom!

The white ghost fire rose from Su Muzhe's hand, and Zhenren Xu Ming beside him was envious. After being promoted to the foundation building, he would open up the Dantian, and the realm of the realm would have the true fire of the Dantian. However, if he did not practice any secret methods, then ordinary true fire could not be as mysterious as Su Muzhe's white ghost fire.

Perhaps Zhenren Xu Ming is also a poor foundation-building monk, so he has never possessed such a secret method of condensing special true fire, so he is not good at refining medicine.

Sizzle-

Ghost Fire and Su Muzhe's soul wrapped the soul-raising grass together. In terms of the quality of the spiritual medicine, the quality of this soul-raising grass is even worse than the purple jade green leaf flower tempered by Su Muzhe's hands. After all, although it has a strong effect, it is used in a single way, unlike the purple jade green leaf flower. It is the prescription for the main medicine. More than ten records of Su Muzhe's inheritance.

Tempering the spiritual medicine is water grinding skills, especially the spiritual medicines needed by this type of demon cultivator, which often belong to the yin and cold attributes. Therefore, when tempering, the temperature of the ghost fire needs to be reduced to very low.

Half an hour passed, and the progress was very good. Zhenren Xu Ming was not at all impatient, and even showed joy.

Swish!

Su Mu blocked his eyes and was quick and quick. When the ghost fire in his hand was extinguished, he directly wrapped it with spiritual energy, put a large ball of soul-raising herb into the mutton fat jade bottle, and then carefully sealed it.

"Not bad! My junior brother's hand refining liquid has helped me a lot! Well... I still have the Yin Gathering Pill left during the Qi Refining Period, so it's useless to keep it. Please recover the spiritual energy in my body quickly!"

True Man Xu Ming was extremely happy. He didn't expect that Su Muzhe could actually temper such high-quality medicine liquid. Just after his spiritual sense swept over, the ball of soul-raising herb's medicine liquid reached at least 80% of its essence.

Zhenren Xu Ming is indeed a relatively poor foundation-building real person. Otherwise, it would be impossible to refine a special ghost and have to prepare the pills by himself. Moreover, the refining of this evil ghost obviously has devoted a lot of hard work to Master Xu Ming. If he can succeed, his combat power can be greatly improved.

Therefore, for Su Muzhe’s gratitude, Zhenren Xu Ming directly took out the Yin Gathering Pill left by the Qi Refining Period, and asked the latter to use this kind of cultivation pill to restore the spiritual energy in his body.

For Xu Ming, it was just an unusable pill, but for Su Muzhe, it was already a considerable resource for cultivation. There were at least forty or fifty pieces of the Gathering Yin Pills contained in the six jade bottles, and they were all thrown to Su Muzhe by Xu Ming.

He picked up a Yin-Gathering Pill and threw it into his mouth. Su Muzhe suddenly felt a sense of luxury.

In just a few moments, the spiritual energy in Su Muzhe's meridians became full again. Under Xu Ming's expectant gaze, Su Muzhe began to refine the soul-raising grass again.

After seven or eight hours of this, except for two times in the middle, Su Muzhe could not react. After refining the two soul-raising grasses, the nine soul-raising grass medicinal liquids needed by Zhenren Xu Ming had been completely tempered. Even the worst-quality ball of medicinal liquid had reached 75% of the purity.

Six bottles of Yin Gathering Pills, twelve Soul-Cultivating Grasses, three Yin Condensing Pills, and one ghost in the Qi Refining Stage.

Su Muzhe could be considered a full return this time. When he stepped out of Xu Ming's cave, Su Muzhe could no longer suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Little brother, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!