northernbook Chapter 295 completely exhausted her.
Chapter 295 completely exhausted her.
She was also very depressed.
She also wanted to go out and gain experience.
But Sect Leader Lu acted like a jailer, almost checking on her three times a day.
If she hadn't been refining a batch of coke every now and then, sending up plumes of black smoke, she probably wouldn't even have had time to enter the Nine-Story Pagoda.
Faced with Sect Leader Lu's persistent checks, Zhong Lingxin and her friends were all at a loss.
Sect Leader Lu had long known of Zhong Lingxin's dissatisfaction.
He couldn't do anything about it; it was Zhong Lingxin's fault for having a bad record.
The only thing he could do was to check up on people even more frequently.
We can't let Zhong Lingxin slip out again.
Otherwise, the ancestors of the back mountain would have skinned him alive.
His only wish now is that his Uncle Zhong will be promoted to a ninth-grade alchemist as soon as possible.
More than anyone else, he hoped that Uncle Zhong would quickly advance to the ninth rank of alchemist.
Whenever Uncle Zhong was promoted, he would arrange for someone to accompany him on his training trips.
Then, he will go into seclusion and will not emerge until he advances to the next level and transcends tribulation.
It's been a thousand years; he's been in the Mahayana position for a thousand years.
If he doesn't get promoted soon, his chosen successor will be promoted by now.
He really will cry then.
Back then, in order to revitalize the Qingyun Sect, he resolutely took on the heavy responsibility of becoming the sect leader.
But he never expected that this connection would last for a thousand years.
He is not the Azure Dragon; he is the sect leader who dreams of ascending to immortality.
The days passed slowly as Sect Leader Lu waited in anticipation.
On this day, the furnace on Qingling Peak finally stopped exploding for a month.
At the same time, a strong fragrance of cinnabar wafted from the Qingliang Hall.
Sect Leader Lu was so excited he almost cried.
He hurriedly ran to the entrance of Qingling Peak to stand guard.
They held onto the hope that Uncle Zhong would be promoted to a ninth-grade alchemist, and also the hope that he would enter the back mountain.
His eldest disciple, Li Shiyi, the successor he was preparing, also came to guard the entrance of Qingling Peak.
Li Shiyi knew from the beginning that his master intended to pass the position to him.
He had already prepared himself to follow his master and learn how to handle sect affairs.
But as his cultivation progressed day by day, he unknowingly reached the Mahayana stage.
So his thoughts changed; he also wanted to go into the back mountain, and he also wanted to ascend to heaven.
Therefore, he actively cultivated himself while also mentoring his junior disciples to learn how to handle sect affairs.
He is a good disciple and will not forget his master's kindness in teaching him.
But he really didn't want to take over as sect leader.
He knew that his master was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control Uncle Zhong and the other senior peak masters.
Especially Master Zhong, who is skilled in alchemy and possesses many magical treasures, would be able to sneak out without anyone noticing.
Only Master, relying on our old friendship, has the audacity to come and check up on me every day.
It seems that Master Zhong will soon be promoted to a ninth-grade alchemist.
Master will no longer suppress his cultivation and will soon be able to enter the back mountain.
From now on, the task of dealing with the peak masters such as Master Zhong will fall on his shoulders.
Just thinking about it makes him depressed.
Fortunately, he brought his junior brother out for training early on.
He probably won't stay in the position of sect leader for long.
Sect Master Lu glanced at his eldest disciple and felt a little envious that he was born in a good era.
Unlike him, who found cultivation difficult back then, now that it's not difficult, it's difficult to give up.
The ancestors of the Qingyun Sect from the back mountain arrived one after another above Qingling Peak.
Another ninth-grade alchemy master is about to emerge from the sect. This is a major event for the sect, the most important event of all!
They must come to protect the Dharma.
Fortunately, Sect Master Lu frequently reported to them on Junior Sister Zhong's progress in alchemy, so they were not worried about Junior Sister Zhong's advancement.
As the fragrance of the elixir grew stronger, the smiles on the faces of the Qingyun Sect elders who were protecting the Dharma grew wider and wider.
The crowd grew increasingly relaxed and began to whisper among themselves about what kind of pill it was.
"I guess it's Qinglu Dan, it has the scent of Qingxin grass."
"I guess it's Dewdrop, it has the scent of not only Qingxin Grass but also Jiuyang Grass."
"It's not Lu Hua Dan, Lao Liu, you've guessed wrong. This isn't Jiu Yang Cao, it's Jiu Yang Guo."
"Yes, I also smell the fragrance of the Nine Yang Fruit. Do you think Junior Sister Zhong could have directly refined the Nine-Turn Bone-Shaping Pill?"
"That's possible, haha. If it were the Nine-Turn Bone-Shaping Pill, Junior Sister Zhong would have become a ninth-grade alchemist directly."
"Then I have hope of reaching the middle stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm. The hidden injuries I suffered in my early years have delayed my cultivation progress over the years, which has worried me to death."
"Yes, yes, I hope Junior Sister Zhong can refine it directly into a nine-turn pill."
It turns out that pills that reach the ninth grade or above all contain a trace of understanding of the Dao of Heaven. Only those of the middle to ninth grade can be given the title of "Nine Revolutions". You can imagine how difficult it is to pass the hurdle of the middle to ninth grade.
Advancing from an eighth-grade alchemist to a ninth-grade alchemist is a significant hurdle, and the importance of this hurdle lies in the understanding of the Dao of Heaven.
Advancing from a lower-grade ninth-rank alchemist to a mid-grade or higher ninth-rank alchemist is also a hurdle, and this hurdle is the comprehension of the rules of the Heavenly Dao.
The words "Heavenly Dao" are on the lips of cultivators every day, but very few can truly comprehend them. From grasping even a trace of it to touching upon the rules of Heavenly Dao, it is something that some people can never achieve in their entire lives.
Therefore, alchemists of the ninth rank and above are not competing on skills or proficiency, but on their understanding of the Dao and the rules.
Yi Dansheng, as the only ninth-grade alchemist in the Qingyun Sect, was actually just a lower-grade ninth-grade alchemist.
Even Dan Qingzi, the president of the Alchemist Association, only managed to advance to the rank of a ninth-grade alchemist after hundreds of years of desperate seclusion.
As for rank nine pills, or even rank super pills, no one in the Immortal Spirit Continent has yet reached that level.
All the patriarchs of the Qingyun Sect looked at the Qingliang Hall with excitement and trepidation.
Dear Heavenly Lord, please bless Junior Sister Zhong (Uncle) so that she can successfully refine the Nine-Turn Elixir!
As long as we can master it, we'll kowtow to you as many times as you want.
With the Nine-Turn Elixir, the Qingyun Sect's strength will immediately increase another step, bringing them one step closer to ascension.
The pills needed for the ascension tribulation include the Nine-Turn Bone-Shaping Pill, the Nine-Turn Jade God Pill, the Nine-Turn Bone-Continuing Pill, the Nine-Turn Golden Lotus Pill, and the Nine-Turn Soul-Replenishing Pill...
Anything that includes the words "Nine Turns" will have its effects more than doubled.
The aroma of the elixir grew stronger, and the elders of the Qingyun Sect forgot all about their discussion.
Almost there, almost there, the elixir is almost ready.
Zhong Lingxin began to form the condensation pill incantation with her hands.
The purple-gold glazed cauldron spun faster and faster, and the three pills were clearly visible inside.
As her fingers flew across the surface, the lid of the purple-gold glazed cauldron slowly flew up, and three pills spun and spun around inside.
Zhong Lingxin waved her hand, and three pills flew up and landed in the jade bottle in her hand.
Exhausted, she collapsed onto the ground, not even having time to put away the alchemy cauldron, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
Tired, really too tired.
Only when the elixir fell into the jade bottle did she notice the nine elixir patterns on it.
She never expected that after so much time and effort, she could directly refine three Nine-Turn Pills.
No wonder she was completely exhausted.