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  The transmission array activated, Mo Qingchu was in a brilliant cylindrical light, and his vision went black as he felt a dizzying sense of disorientation.

  That uncomfortable feeling lasted for dozens of breaths. Mo Qingchen felt the dizzying sensation disappear, and only then did he open his eyes, his face somewhat pale.

  Even with ultra-short distance transmission, she would still have an uncomfortable reaction due to her cultivation.

  A wave of turmoil in her stomach, Mo Qingchen hurriedly covered it with one hand, and when she looked up, she found that the man seemed to have glanced over at her again, as if unintentionally.

  Mo Qingchen originally wanted to weaken her presence as much as possible. Whether it was the person in front or the one who came later, she didn't look at them much, but she felt that the person who came later seemed to be sizing her up, and she couldn't help but sneak a few glances at him.

  The more I look at it, the more terrifying it becomes.

  He wore a dark red long shirt, his face had the usual indifferent expression of a cultivator, and his appearance was outstanding among ordinary people, but in the cultivation world, he could only be considered average.

  Judging from his appearance, this person is unremarkable, but as a whole, he is like a deep pool, calm on the surface, yet turbulent and surging inside, accumulating momentum for a breakthrough.

  This is a foundation-building period cultivator, Mo Qingchu had already found his position in his heart.

  Anyone who is a master can see the cultivation of someone no more than one level below themselves.

  For example, a cultivator in the Qi Refining stage can accurately tell which layer of Qi Refining another person is at if they are also in the Qi Refining stage.

  If someone is a foundation-building period cultivator, he can also see it, but after all, it is not clear which stage of the foundation-building period, middle or late.

  Mo Qingchen secretly decided to keep a distance from this person. With his current cultivation level, the other party could kill him with just one slap.

  Fortunately, the person didn't stay and walked out of the transmission array, the wide dark red shirt fluttering like a lake as he moved, with one corner of the flying shirt subtly embroidered with three emerald green leaves.

  Mo Qing let out a sigh of relief. For some reason, this person gave her a very dangerous feeling.

  She stepped out of the transmission array and looked around. She found that she was already on a high mountain, with a simple and low-key building in front of her. The area was quite large, although not delicate or luxurious. A faint aura lingered, but it couldn't hide the grandeur of the place.

  Mo Qingchen entered the gate and saw a high platform on his right side. Behind the platform stood an old man, who was a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi refining.

  Another unobtrusive monk who had been transported with her was talking in front of the high platform at this moment. Mo Qingchen saw that the old man handed over a palm-sized token, and the monk took it and walked towards the long corridor on the other side.

  The old man saw people leave and sat down, closing his eyes to rest.

  Mo Qingchen walked over and looked up at him, saying: "Excuse me, is this where you rent the alchemy room?"

  The old man stood up upon hearing the sound, looked around and then sat back down with a thud, muttering to himself: "Could it be that I'm getting old and having hallucinations?"

  Mo Qingchen's mouth twitched slightly. Although this stage is higher than her, you should at least look down when someone speaks to you, old man.

  "Excuse me, is this where the alchemy room is rented?" Mo Qingchen also didn't hold back this time, shouting loudly.

  The old man suddenly jumped up and looked around, cursing: "This is really getting on my nerves."

  Mo Qingchen gritted his teeth and said: "I'm here!"

  The old man looked down and saw a half-grown boy staring at him with a dark face, and he rubbed his eyes and said, "Were you the one speaking?"

  Mo Qingchen muttered to himself in discontent. Hadn't he been thrown out by some hot-tempered cultivators before? He replied perfunctorily, "It's me."

  "Do you want to rent a practice room?" The old man asked suspiciously.

  Mo Qingchen forced a smile and said: "Yeah, I want to rent a dan-making room, what's the situation here?"

  The old man leaned his body forward and approached Mo Qingchen, saying: "You're not joking, are you?"

  Mo Qingchen suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and nodded: "I'm not joking, how many spirit stones do I need to rent a dan-refining room?"

  Jian Mo Qingchen was slightly annoyed, and the old man finally raised his eyelids and said: "Uh, it's like this. Our alchemy room here is divided into four levels: Tian, Di, Xuan, and Huang. Tian is the best, and Huang is the worst. It's classified according to the quality of the earth's fire."

  "What about the price?" Mo Qingchen asked.

  "The Yellow-grade Alchemy Room costs 10 pieces of Spiritual Stone per month, the Mysterious-grade Alchemy Room costs 30 pieces of Spiritual Stone per month, and the Earth-grade Alchemy Room costs 100 pieces of Spiritual Stone per month. As for the Heavenly-grade..." The old man's words had been repeated countless times, his voice calm and unruffled, but when he reached the Heavenly-grade, he drew out his tone without continuing, implying that few people could afford it."

  Mo Qingchen naturally understood the old man's intention, although for this day of refining Dan, she specially took out a 500-year-old spiritual medicine that was not considered rare and sold it, exchanging it for 300 spiritual stones to be prepared in case of need, but didn't think of renting the best Dan-refining room here.

  If she were older and more powerful, it would be fine to ignore these things, but with her current situation, renting a top-grade alchemy room would be too ostentatious.

  Speaking of which, the county-level alchemy room costs 100 spirit stones per month, equivalent to the price of a low-grade magic weapon. The spirit stones in her storage bag were all used up and could only support four months at most.

  Refining the Liugu Dan was crucial to Mo Qingchen, and although she knew that renting a land-level dan room would be quite ostentatious, she couldn't help it. She had originally refined the Liugu Dan with great difficulty, and if the conditions were off by even a fraction, her hopes would dwindle by a fraction as well.

  "Then trouble you to give me a ground-level alchemy room, rent it for two months." Mo Qingchen said resolutely.

  The old man's eyes widened in surprise: "Youngster, you're not joking, are you?"

  Mo Qingchen didn't want to delay any further and pushed a bag over, the old man scanned it with his divine sense and found that inside was indeed two hundred pieces of spirit stone.

  "Walk along that side, after passing the long corridor, enter from the second door, and room number eight is empty." The old man handed over the card with a suspicious look on his face.

  With Mo Qingchen's cultivation and age, it was impossible to avoid this situation no matter how low-key she was. She took the token and left in a hurry.

  "There are strange things every year, but this year there are especially many." The old man shook his head in the direction of Mo Qingchen's departure, and just as he was about to sit down, he heard a voice say: "What strange things?"

  If Mo Qingchen were here, she would surely recognize that this interrogating monk was the same Foundation Building Period monk who had arrived together with her.

  The old man saw the newcomer and a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Senior, you've arrived."

  It's obvious that this person is a regular here.

  The newcomer nodded and asked, "What strange thing?"

  The old man was already surprised. When asked by familiar customers, he couldn't help but say, "You don't know, sir, just now a young kid came in, not even as tall as this stove, and rented a first-class alchemy room for two months."

  "Huh?" The eyes of Zhuji Qi's master flashed.

  "Senior, still following the old rules?" the elder asked.

  "En, still Xuan-level alchemy room. One month."

  The old man smiled and said: "Alright, that room number seven, I've been keeping it empty for you all along."

  Zhu Ji period Shu Shi handed over the Ling stone and took the sign towards the long corridor.

  Arrived at the end of the long corridor, subconsciously glanced at the tightly closed door beside it, and then entered through the third doorway.

  Mo Qingchen entered the gate and found room number eight, inserting the card into the slot. The door creaked open slowly, Mo Qingchen walked in, and it closed silently again.

  Mo Qingchen took a look around the room, which was about 7 or 8 zhang in size. In the center of the room was a well-like platform that was about two feet higher than the ground, covered with a black stone slab. Around the well-like platform were several phoenixes protruding in an arched shape, their yellow beaks pointing towards the top of the platform.

  Next to the well, a yellow rush mat was scattered about, and on the wall hung several large calabashes.

  Mo Qingchen found the gourd to be quite familiar, and walked over to examine it carefully. Only then did he notice that there were words carved on the gourd, which introduced its usage. It turned out that this gourd was filled with fire oil. It could cause the earth fire to burn fiercely in an instant, and some cultivators would use it when refining a certain type of elixir that required reaching a high temperature instantly to condense the elixir.

  The walls of this room are also special, made of uniform black stones. Mo Qingyun didn't recognize what kind of strange stone it was, but he guessed that it had the purpose of withstanding high temperatures. Otherwise, the earth's fire would be even more refined and hotter than real fire, and if they were to refine a dan once, the house would be burned down, which would be a big joke.

  Mo Qingchen walked into the middle of the house, sat cross-legged on a cushion, and used his spiritual sense to scan the method of using the earth fire carved on the well platform.

  It turned out that the fire was actually sprayed from under the stone cover. If you want to adjust the temperature and flame size, you need to use the extended phoenix head. Book lovers also like to read:

  Mo Qingchu pressed according to the method he had just spoken of, releasing his spiritual energy to shift the stone cover, and the earth's vein fire then burst out.

  She tentatively pressed a mechanism on the head of the phoenix, and red flames spouted out from its yellow beak, instantly intertwining with the fire in the well.

  The indoor temperature was getting higher and higher, Mo Qingchen focused on familiarizing himself with the flame adjustment until he could control the flame at will to any temperature and size he wanted, only then did he stop, retreat to the side and start meditating with his eyes closed.

  When her spirit was full and her mood was calm, she finally opened her eyes, put the prepared spiritual medicine aside, placed the Supplementing Spirit Pills and the Avoiding Grain Elixirs within reach, took out the alchemy furnace with her spiritual power supporting it, and flew towards the well platform.

  The alchemy furnace was supported by the earth's vein fire and steadily suspended in mid-air, with the temperature rising immediately.

  Mo Qingchen threw the spiritual medicine into the furnace, one after another handprint was printed out, as if it had substance and pounced on the dan furnace.

  After a while, watching the purple jade agar slowly melt in the stove, Mo Qingchen let out a slight sigh of relief.

  Although making various hand seals consumes a lot of spiritual power, constantly swallowing Spiritual Recovery Pills somehow allows me to hold on.

  Unlike back then, he still had to output true fire, and the little spiritual energy left in his body was almost instantly drained.

  Various handprints and finger gestures in the alchemy process, Mo Qingchen had practiced for more than two months before, but when it really came to this moment, just as the fusion of medicine was about to succeed, a slight deviation caused one furnace of spiritual medicine to be scrapped.

  More than 50 days have passed in a flash, and there are only three days left before Mo Qingchen rents the alchemy room.

  She stared blankly at the three pale pink elixirs in her palm, each about the size of a longan fruit, and her eyes moistened.

  These days, she had failed countless times, and in the end, she was somewhat numb. Sometimes, even if there wasn't a single mistake in the process, it would still end in failure when collecting the dan. Book fans also like to read:

  Mo Qingchen only then understood that he had underestimated the difficulty of refining high-grade elixirs. During the Qi Refining stage, he had taken ordinary elixirs and gained confidence through refining the Ling Gathering Pill. If he spent several months refining just one type of elixir, by the end, he would have at least a sixty to seventy percent success rate.

  Unexpectedly, after repeatedly failing to refine the pills day in and day out, she had almost given up hope as her supply of Bao Ling Wan was dwindling. Yet, today her luck suddenly surged and she successfully obtained three of them.

  Mo Qingchu admitted that it was just luck. If she were given enough spiritual medicine to refine again, she wouldn't even have a thread of confidence in successfully refining it.

  Refining this elixir is indeed beyond one's own capabilities.

  Mo Qingchen took another look at the Ligu Dan in her hand, its pale pink color had a dreamy beauty to it. She carefully placed the Ligu Dan into a jade box and put it away in her storage bag. After thinking for a moment, she felt uneasy and took out the jade box again, taking one of the Ligu Dans out and placing it into another smaller jade box. However, instead of putting this small jade box into her storage bag, she placed it inside a perfume pouch that she wore close to her body.

  Although she had never experienced it herself, she had heard of the cruel side of the Cultivation Realm, where some cultivators did not follow the right path and instead made a living by robbing other cultivators.

  Although it's safer inside Tianyao City, one can't be too careful. Mo Qingchu brought out this time the spiritual medicine needed to refine Lí Gù Dān, a large amount of Bǔ Líng Wán, and a small amount of Liàn Qì period elixirs, as well as some spiritual stones, talismans, and spiritual wine. The portable medicine garden and various spiritual medicines collected and preserved from the medicine garden over the past three years were all left at home.

  Mo Qing dust hid well, parted with Lidan, cleaned himself up again, changed into a clean set of clothes, and transformed back into his youthful appearance before walking out.

  "Hello, would you mind putting that sign away?" Mo Qingchen said as he walked to the front of the high platform in the hall, looking at the old man who was dozing off.

  The old man nodded slightly, as if he hadn't heard.

  Mo Qingchen couldn't help it and said it again in a loud voice.

  The old man finally opened his eyes and looked around impatiently.

  This time Mo Qingchen didn't wait for him to speak and directly said: "Next."

  The old man looked down and was somewhat surprised, saying: "It's you."

  Mo Qingchen got his wish, thinking of his grandfather whom he hadn't seen for two months, and wished he could fly back with wings. He didn't want to waste any more words, so he tiptoed and put the sign on the high platform, then turned around and walked away.

  "Ah, ah, where's the Spirit Stone?" The old man shouted loudly, but saw that the young man was walking further and further away. He weighed the Spirit Stone in his hand, smiled, and put it into his storage bag.

  Mo Qingchen walked out of the gate and headed straight for the transmission array.

  The teleportation array between the mountain and that shop is a one-way teleportation array, so she didn't return to the original teleportation array, but instead walked towards another place not far from that teleportation array.

  That transmission array was not guarded by anyone, but each had five concave grooves. As long as the monks who wanted to leave put a piece of spiritual stone into the groove, the formation would be activated and return to Tianyao City. The location of the return was not the store where they came from, but any corner of the inner city.

  It can be said that as long as you don't enter the transmission array together, other cultivators won't know your exact location in the city where you were transmitted to, which undoubtedly increases safety.

  Unlike before, Mo Qingdun, who had already refined the Lí Fáng Dān, naturally didn't hesitate to use a few pieces of spirit stones. He entered the array and took out the spirit stones to put into the grooves.

  At this moment, someone stepped into the formation and put the Ling Stone into the groove, then turned around.

  Mo Qingchen lowered her eyelids and curtsied, then stood in a corner, waiting for the formation to be activated.

  Waiting until the white light is shining brightly, suddenly a blackness appeared before his eyes, and he lost consciousness all at once.