Chapter 5: Life Needs a Sense of Ritual

In the damp and dark main room.

Lou Qinghe arranged the purchased herbs and spirit rice.

Especially if the herbs are not stored properly, it may cause the loss of spirit Qi, which may reduce the quality of the refined pills.

"Eh, why is there five catties more spirit rice?"

Lou Qinghe found that there were two or three catties more spirit rice, and he couldn't help but frown. "Next time, give Fellow Daoist Wang more spirit stones. I must not leave any handle for her."

There are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door. The widow Wang is famous for being shrewish and difficult to deal with on Qingyun Street.

After a simple cleanup, he couldn't wait to start alchemy.

The pill furnace was placed in the middle of the main room, and he stretched out his palm. A wisp of flame emerged from his hand.

Because of one of the six major characteristics of spirit Qi, fusion and transformation, the spirit Qi inhaled into Lou Qinghe's body also carries a trace of fire attribute, so his spirit Qi can better turn into flames.

This kind of flame is still far from the pill fire, but it is no problem to refine low-level pills.

You know, even a first-grade pill fire is of great help to alchemy and is very precious, and higher-level pill fires have not been extinguished for years or even centuries.

Subsequently, Lou Qinghe placed the Dilong Grass and White Headed Crow in front of him, and the Qiye Flower in the pill furnace.

He calmed his mind as usual. About dozens of breaths later, the flame in his hand surrounded the Dilong Grass.

The Dilong Grass melted to form medicinal spirit Qi.

The White Headed Crow melted to form medicinal spirit Qi.

Then all two strands of medicinal spirit Qi poured into the pill furnace, and the medicinal spirit Qi began to fuse little by little.

The fusion of the three kinds of medicinal spirit Qi is not complicated. Later, high-level pills even fuse the medicinal spirit Qi of dozens of herbs, which is the most difficult.

Alchemists not only need to master the pill recipe but also need to know the characteristics of each herb, and the order of fusion is also very different.

A slight carelessness will cause the furnace to explode.

This is the mystery of alchemy, and it is also the source and fun of many cultivators' exploration of the alchemy Dao.

With previous experience, Lou Qinghe's heart became calmer, and he had a deeper understanding of the subtleties of alchemy.

As a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out, the lid of the cauldron was lifted.

Eight round and jade-like Huiqi Pills appeared in front of Lou Qinghe.

At the same time, Huiqi Pill (5/10) became Huiqi Pill (6/10).

"Eight, this time I refined eight!"

Lou Qinghe's heart was also a little excited. "If I can refine successfully every time, then I can earn spirit stones continuously..."

Eight Huiqi Pills, for him, the success rate is already very high.

Although the Huiqi Pill is a low-level pill, it accumulates over time, and refining hundreds or thousands of them can also earn spirit stones.

Next, he didn't waste time, continued to refine pills in the same way, and was completely immersed in the fun of alchemy.

Unknowingly, the sky darkened.

Refining two furnaces in the afternoon was not as lucky as the first furnace, but together there were thirteen Huiqi Pills.

At this time, Lou Qinghe felt a little tired and hungry, so he began to cook.

A faint fragrance soon came from the kitchen.

"Life needs a sense of ritual."

Lou Qinghe served the rice and set the chopsticks, then sat in front of the table, looked at the fragrant spirit rice, and said, "Clean and hygienic!"

After saying that, he began to wolf down.

Although it is low-grade first-grade spirit rice, it is moist, glutinous, and delicious, with an endless aftertaste.

After eating and drinking, Lou Qinghe sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate.

Reciting the mantra silently, the Shangqing Taixu Art began to run, and the spirit Qi began to wander according to the meridians in the body. A warm feeling spread throughout the body, which was very comfortable.

An hour passed quickly, and Lou Qinghe couldn't wait to look at his attribute panel.

Qi Refining Second Layer (3461/3600).

Shangqing Taixu Art (First Layer 28/100).

"Hmm!?"

Lou Qinghe found that something was wrong. Except for the first cultivation in the morning, the proficiency of the Shangqing Taixu Art had not increased at all, while his cultivation was constantly increasing its proficiency with the operation of the Shangqing Taixu Art.

"Does the cultivation method only have one proficiency point a day? Forget it, I'll try again tomorrow morning."

Lou Qinghe lay on the bed, took out the pills refined today, and said to himself, "There are twenty-one in total today. If I refine successfully tomorrow morning, it will be almost equal to thirty Huiqi Pills. Then I can exchange them for twenty low-grade spirit stones, buy herbs again, and refine again..."

Feeling that he was about to get rich, Lou Qinghe was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

Recalling the hardships of coming to this world and the horror of strange entities, every step was extremely dangerous and difficult. Now that he had this opportunity, he must cherish and grasp it.

"When I have money, I will first change into a set of clothes to change, then change into a big house. If I can move to the Outer City, it would be best. It is very safe there, and the spirit Qi is more abundant than here. It is said that there is fun to be found."

The night passed without words, and the morning sun rose.

Lou Qinghe sat cross-legged as usual, with his five hearts facing the sky, silently reciting the Shangqing Taixu Art mantra to begin cultivation.

Spirit Qi gathered in his limbs and hundreds of bones, and finally gathered in his dantian.

After one cycle was completed, he looked at the panel.

Qi Refining Second Layer (3462/3600).

Shangqing Taixu Art (First Layer 29/100).

Seeing this, Lou Qinghe thought thoughtfully, "In this way, the Shangqing Taixu Art can only increase proficiency on the first time every day."

Next, he ate well as usual and began to refine the herbs left yesterday.

Extracting medicinal spirit Qi from herbs, fusion...

There was no accident in refining successfully, and the proficiency of the Huiqi Pill also reached (9/10).

Only one proficiency point away from reaching LV2.

A furnace of Huiqi Pills came out of the furnace, and looking closely, there were seven.

"I don't know what the benefits are when the Huiqi Pill reaches LV2. Forget it, let's go to the market to buy herbs first."

Lou Qinghe muttered, put away the twenty-eight Huiqi Pills, and walked out the door.

At this time, a female cultivator wearing a light gray skirt, with a tall figure and long legs, walked towards him.

Just looking at her figure, she was one in ten thousand. Looking up, her face was covered with a light veil, and her appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Fellow Daoist Lou, may your immortal path be long." The female cultivator saw Lou Qinghe like a frightened rabbit and said in a low voice.

"Fellow Daoist Pei, may your immortal path be long." Lou Qinghe also replied.

This female cultivator is another neighbor of Lou Qinghe, who usually makes a living by sewing second-hand Daoist robes in the clothing shop in the market, doing the dirtiest and most tiring work inside, and her life can be described as very poor and frugal.

And she covered her face not because she was stunningly beautiful.

It was because her face was eroded by fire poison and was difficult to eradicate, making it ugly, which made her personality timid and almost never spoke to anyone.

Lou Qinghe was her neighbor, but because Lou Qinghe rarely went out, the number of times they met could be counted on one's fingers.

Subsequently, Pei Siyu hurriedly bypassed Lou Qinghe and walked towards the clothing shop. ===== CHAPTER 6 =====