"Report to the head, Confucius and Miss He Mengji are studying elixirs." The guard replied.

Ye Xiong didn't expect that He Mengji was here too, so he was a little surprised.

However, it is normal to think about it carefully. He Mengji used to be his alchemist, but since she did not have the guidance of a famous teacher, she always used wild ways to refine alchemists. Now she has the opportunity to learn from an orthodox alchemist. She will definitely not give up such a good opportunity.

As soon as I walked into the alchemy room, the air inside suddenly became very hot.

There are three large cauldrons in the middle of the alchemy room, which are the alchemy furnaces. The two alchemy furnaces are empty, and only one is used.

An old man in his fifties, with a snow-white beard and bald hair was standing next to He Mengji, and the two were discussing something.

Behind the two, several Dan boys stood, listening.

Ye Xiong walked over and several Dan boys saw it and quickly saluted.

"I've met the leader."

"Meet the head."

"You're welcome." Ye Xiong walked to He Mengji and smiled and said, "How about it, have you squeezed Master Kong's alchemy dry?"

"I have become the head of the sect, and I still speak so imprudently." He Mengji reminded.

Ye Xiong laughed dryly before then he walked to Confucius and said, "The name of Confucius has been heard for a long time and has never had the chance to come and see it. Today I finally have the chance to come and see it."

"What's so good about it? Isn't it just a bad old man?" Confucius breathed out a sip of alcohol as he spoke.

Ye Xiong frowned. This guy was refining elixirs and was even drinking.

"Master, you may not know that I have a bad habit of Lao Budian. The more I drink, the more I become more energetic I become when I was there. When the Three Qings were there, he was the most familiar with my temper." Confucius said.

He was covered in alcohol, with a red nose and a smile on his face.

Ye Xiong could not associate an alchemy master with such an old drunkard.

The Confucius he imagined should have a serious face, a heroic spirit, and a very rigorous one. Could it be that he had found the wrong person?

But he is the only one here, the old man, and there is no one except him.

"The more you drink, you will refine your alchemy and spirit. Are you messing with a three-year-old child?" Ye Xiong denied his attitude and then smiled: "You can drink wine, but you can't be excessive. Be careful of safety."

"Look, this sect is very good at speaking." Confucius laughed loudly, looking like an old fried dough stick.

"You guys first refine the elixirs, and after you have refined it, I'll talk to you."

After saying hello, Ye Xiong stood aside.

Two hours later, a furnace of elixirs was refined, with a total of more than fifty pills.

From the outside, these elixirs are of good quality, but their grade is too low, and they are only suitable for taking at the fourth level of Qi refining. They have little effect on cultivators above the fourth level of Qi refining.

Confucius' current method of firewood alchemy still uses ancient methods, which is not much different from He Mengji's use of industrial fire.

But the firewood is refined, which is purer than using fire for work.

"Confucius, do our sect have higher-level elixir recipes?" Ye Xiong asked.

If Confucius were only of these levels, he would be disappointed.

"The Qi Gathering Pill is suitable for the fourth level of Qi refining, and the Breakthrough Pill is suitable for the fifth level of Qi refining. Even if it is the recipe for the Immortal Pill that breaks through the peak of Qi refining, I have it, but it is useless. Those are all spiritual medicines that are against the sky. Can you find such a spiritual medicine in the place where birds do not poop on earth?"

"Ask the Immortal Pill, do you mean the pill used to break through to the peak of Qi refining?" Ye Xiong asked excitedly.

"Only by entering the foundation-building stage of cultivation can one step into the path of immortality. This pill has broken through to the peak of Qi refining, which is the most important step into the path of immortality, so it is called the Immortal Pill." Confucius said.

"Where is the pill recipe? Give me a copy." Ye Xiong said anxiously.

What he needs most now is this question of the immortal pill. If he can break through to the late stage of the fifth level of Qi Refining, he will be more sure to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference.

"Don't be anxious, no matter how anxious it is, it's useless. The elixirs inside are all against the sky. Some of them even feel that they have disappeared in this world, so you don't need to be so excited at all." Confucius said.

Ye Xiong thought about it, if it were so easy to collect, there would not be so few cultivators at the fifth level of Qi Refining in this world.

"Even if you can collect all of them, it is not easy to refine such elixirs that are against the will of heaven. Do you think this kind of elixir can be refined?" Confucius pointed to the three-legged cauldron in front of him and said, "This kind of big guy can only refine inferior elixirs. The spiritual medicines that exceed the fifth level of Qi refining are not refined at all."

"I know that refining this kind of alchemy requires a special flame and a special alchemy furnace."

"The five types of alchemy flames, fire spirit, beast fire, elixir fire, earth-center fire and magic fire. Needless to say, fire spirit and elixir fire are impossible. Under the power of earth-center fire and magic fire, there is no way to meet the requirements for refining the immortal elixir. The only possibility is to use beast fire. But the greatness of heaven and earth is like conquering a spirit beast with fire attribute, which is not easy."

Confucius shook his head and sighed. In his opinion, it was impossible to refine the elixir in this world.

Ye Xiong secretly thanked him. If he hadn't obtained the Fire Spirit accidentally, it would be more difficult than climbing to the foundation-building stage in his life.

"Confucius, don't worry, let's talk about how to refine the other elixirs!"

As for asking about the elixir, I can only find a way slowly.

Next, Ye Xiong took out a large number of spiritual medicines from the storage ring and asked Confucius to first refine a batch of elixirs suitable for the fourth level of Qi refining. The demand for this kind of elixir is very high, and most of the disciples under the Immortal Sect are in this realm.

Seeing Ye Xiong taking out a handful of spiritual medicine from the storage ring, Confucius was stunned and opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak for a long time.

For an alchemist, nothing can attract him more than the spiritual medicine of heaven and earth.

"Thousand-year-old ginseng, thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, earth fire lotus, clear spirit herb...Oh my god!"

Looking at these high-year elixirs, Confucius's already red face was even more excited.

He has never seen so many such high-quality elixirs in his life.

"Confucius, you can do your own thing to refine these spiritual medicines. If this great alchemy furnace cannot be refined, tell me the pill recipe and I have my own way to refine it."

After Ye Xiong said that, he turned around and left, leaving Confucius alone there and was ecstatic.

In the evening, after dinner, Confucius sent a pill recipe, which had only four kinds of spiritual medicines on it.

"Bingpo, Meng Epiphyllum, Yin Ling Herb, Thousand Years of Stalactite."

Ye Xiong has never seen these four kinds of spiritual medicines, not to mention that he has never even heard of them.

"Why are there four kinds of spiritual medicines? Did you get it wrong?" Ye Xiong was a little surprised.

There are ten kinds of spiritual medicines to refine the realm pill. When asked about the level of the realm pill, how could there be only four kinds of spiritual medicines?
Chapter completed!