Yi Rong said slowly: "The refining of low-level elixirs only requires smelting one spiritual medicine and one spiritual medicine according to the steps, which is relatively simple. However, the refining of high-level elixirs may require smelting several spiritual medicines at the same time."

"And the amount of each elixir is smelted at each time. And who will melt first and who will melt afterwards are not fixed. It may be carried out crosswise during the smelting process."

"Only by maintaining the amount of each spiritual medicine at a certain balance point, the medicine liquid can be integrated and the medicinal power will not be lost. One more or one less spiritual medicine will be at risk of failure in refining."

"If something goes wrong, the precious elixir you may find will be wasted."

"It is also important to refine high-level elixirs to control fire. The fire array provided by the elixir furnace cannot satisfy that kind of subtle operation at all. You can only learn a fire-attribute magic."

Yirong added, "In short, in order to become an alchemy master, in addition to having a certain talent for alchemy, you also need to practice more. There are so many spiritual medicines here, which can be used to practice and lay a solid foundation."

"Yeah!" Yang Buyi nodded, and started to refine it again, proficient in the operation techniques.

He tried to refine such refining one by one, such as the spiritual medicine pill, the yellow dragon pill, the Peiyuan pill, and the Guben pill.

He found that as long as he knew the various attributes of the spiritual medicine, was proficient in the smelting of the spiritual medicine, controlled the firepower, and took it step by step according to the operations recorded in the note.

After four or five consecutive refining, he was able to refine low-level pills.

This surprised him quite. Having a note means that the question has an answer. When copying, you only need to follow and understand it yourself.

Almost all the places where errors are prone to be made are recorded on the notes, and the subtleties are shown in the kung fu, and those detailed experiences are the true display of an alchemy master's true strength.

While he was making the pills, Yirong did not return to the stone house to rest, but sat not far from the pill furnace, hugging his knees, staring at the moon in the sky in a daze.

Yang Buyi shook his head slightly, knowing what she was thinking, so why didn’t he want to go out?

...

In the following days, the two of them went out to find a passage during the day and refined pills at night.

More than two months passed in a flash.

They still haven't found the way out!

During this period, one or two precious spiritual medicines occasionally encountered, but many low-level spiritual medicines were found.

Yang Buyi worked hard to learn alchemy and could already skillfully refine several low-level elixirs recorded in the note.

Two months passed, Yirong became more and more silent and quiet. He often curled up and looked up at the sky in a daze. His smart and shiny eyes gradually lost the light of the past and became much dimmed.

Only when she was looking for a passage would she hold her energy, her eyes were red and she was unwilling to accept it.

On this day, the two flew into the sky again at sunrise, looking for a passage, and then returned to the tribe disappointed at sunset.

When they came back, the scene they saw from afar made their faces sink instantly.

Hundreds of torches were lit in front of the Muling Tribe, illuminating the dim sky like daytime.

Hundreds of people from other tribes surrounded dozens of people from the Muling Tribe, but the people from the Muling Tribe were angry, but to no avail.

In front of them, there was a burly middle-aged man wearing black animal leather armor, a hard bow on his waist, holding a steel knife, and his eyes were sharp and extremely bright.

His cold face and fierce eyes were pacing back and forth, with a very extraordinary aura. His only look intimidated everyone who shouted at the Mu Ling Tribe.

"Captain Shi Kui, our two tribes have no grudges in the past, but they have no grudges in the past. Why do you want to arrest us?" The elder of the Muling tribe said sadly.

"You might as well let us go. Our tribe is protected by gods, and gods will punish you." A tender voice sounded.

The burly man did not answer, but frowned and looked at an old man next to him and confirmed: "Old Shi, is there really a god living in this Mu Ling tribe?"

"Clan leader, this Mu Ling tribe is indeed inhabited by gods. The tribe members once saw them flying over the tribe. At first, they thought it was an unknown big bird, but in the end, some tribe members saw them landing on the ground to pick medicinal materials and found that they were people in different clothes."

"When the tribe members described their appearance to me, I suddenly remembered that their appearance was somewhat similar to the stone statues worshipped by the Mu Ling Tribe. When I was a child, I came to the Mu Ling Tribe to see the stone statues and were deeply impressed."

"A long time ago, the Wood Spirit Tribe had a legend that there were gods who could fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and there were even rumors that the god had left the secret of immortality."

"But no one in the Muling tribe has ever lived forever. In the end, everyone sneered at it and chose to forget this matter. I also heard from the clan members that I remembered this legend when I saw the gods."

"Now the gods have been seen by the clan members with their own eyes, which is extremely conclusive. Combined with the previous words of the Mu Ling Tribe and others, I am sure that the gods must have lived in the Mu Ling Tribe."

An old man's eyes flashed with excitement and he whispered to the burly man.

Upon hearing this, the burly man looked at the young man who had spoken before and smiled and said, "Gods bless you? Today we are here to invite Gods to our giant stone tribe. You weak tribes like you are not worthy of having gods!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of the elders and priests of the Muling Tribe changed, making them look ugly.

The Giant Stone Tribe is the most powerful tribe in this secret realm, with thousands of people.

If they ask the gods to come over, then... the gods...

"We won't go, let them go!" A voice came from the horizon.

The burly man suddenly turned around and saw Yang Buyi and Yirong flying in his arms. His eyes were extremely hot, and he shouted wildly in his heart, flying in the air. Sure enough, the Wood Spirit Tribe is indeed inhabited by gods!

He suddenly knelt down on one knee and said loudly: "Abide by the oracle!"

"Welcome to the gods!" Everyone in the Giant Stone Tribe instantly let go of the people and knelt on one knee to Yang Buyi and the others.

Yang Buyi swept his spiritual sense and saw that everyone in the Mu Ling tribe was not injured, he also shouted: "Get up, go back and forth wherever you go!"

"God, our Giant Stone Tribe is the most powerful tribe. Only a powerful tribe like us is worthy of being a servant of the gods. As the patriarch of the Giant Stone Tribe, I, Shi Kui, lead the five hundred tribesmen to invite two gods to the Giant Stone Tribe today." The burly man knelt on one knee and said firmly.

The tribes in this secret realm all believe that the strong are respected, and even the same is true for choosing a spouse. Strong men have the right to choose a spouse, and powerful tribes also have the right to use resources first.

Shi Kui surrounded the people of the Mu Ling Tribe and wanted to show the tribe's powerful strength. Now that this scene has been seen by the gods, his purpose has been achieved.

He expressed his sincerity without hesitation, obeying God's will, which increased his chance of becoming a servant of the gods.

"The most powerful tribe?" Yang Buyi pondered. All the tribesmen of this giant stone tribe were strong and uniform. It can be seen that their strength was indeed much stronger than that of the Mu Ling tribe.

He looked at Yirong, thought about it, and said, "Get up, I have something to ask you!"

"Even if the gods ask, Shi Kui and his tribe members know each other." Shi Kui said aloud.

"Have you ever seen it?" Yang Buyi used his spiritual energy to show a space channel.

Looking at the passage, Shi Kui and his tribe members hesitated for a while, then confirmed after a look at each other, "Report to God, we have never seen such a thing before. However, since it is what the God is looking for, our Giant Stone Tribe will definitely do its best."

"Okay!" Yang Buyi was quite satisfied when he heard his last sentence, and nodded, "You try to find it. If you find it, your benefits will be indispensable."

"Thank you god!" Shi Kui was overjoyed.

"Okay, you guys go back first. If possible, mobilize other tribes to find each other." Yang Buyi said lightly.

"Yes, god!" Shi Kui immediately responded. The purpose of coming here was to talk to the gods. Now he is returning with a mission, how can he not be happy?

At this moment, he had only one thought, which was to help the gods find what he needed.

Yang Buyi nodded with satisfaction when he saw that he was so decisive.

Seeing Shi Kui, he couldn't help but reminded him of the mortal forces and the cultivation family. In order to establish a relationship with the cultivation family, isn't the mortal forces like him?

Then, Shi Kui and his tribe members returned in a mighty manner.

At this time, the old priest of the Muling Tribe and the old clan stood up and said respectfully: "Thank you for your help!"

"It's okay!" Yang Buyi said with a smile.

"Since the gods need to find that thing, our Mu Ling tribe will definitely do their best." The clan elder also saw the space channel condensed by Yang Buyi with spiritual energy.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you." Yang Buyi also nodded, and he did not refuse this matter.

The old priest seemed to remember something, and hesitated and said: "God, I just heard the people of the Giant Stone Tribe mention the secret of immortality, and I just remembered that the legend of immortality was circulated in our Wood Spirit Tribe in the past, and that secret seemed to be under the stone platform of the god statue."

"Oh? The secret of immortality?" Yang Buyi was a little curious, looked at Yirong and said, "Can you take us to see it?"

"Yes!" The old priest saw that Yang Buyi and the others cared about the god that day, recalled it, told them, and took them to the stone temple.
Chapter completed!