Chapter 10

Lu Yang bid farewell to Zhou Lulu and came to Danding Peak. As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he smelled a rich medicinal fragrance.

"As expected of Danding Peak, even the air is full of fragrance. The legendary blessed land and immortal mountain are nothing more than this."

Lu Yang couldn't help but take two more breaths, feeling his body light, as if he were about to ascend to immortality.

"This junior brother, don't breathe!"

A shouting voice came from not far away. The owner of the voice saw Lu Yang take two more breaths and became even more anxious.

"Junior brother, hurry up and use the turtle breathing technique. Eh, you seem to be a commoner, so hurry up and cover your nose. This smell is the poison gas emitted from my failed medicine refining..."

This was the last sentence Lu Yang heard before fainting.

"What kind of ghost place is this? Even the smell is poisonous..." Lu Yang muttered, his body unstable, feeling the whole world spinning, and then his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground with a splash.

Facts have proved that whether the smell is fragrant or not has no necessary connection with whether it is poisonous.

When Lu Yang woke up again, he saw a big face blocking his front, scaring Lu Yang into a jump, and he woke up.

The man smiled embarrassedly: "Junior Brother Lu, awake. Does it still hurt?"

The jade pendant stated Lu Yang's identity.

Lu Yang blinked his eyes, feeling sore all over, as if he had been kneaded into a ball and then spread out with a rolling pin.

This was an alchemy room, with rich medicinal fragrance, and the temperature was much higher than outside. In the middle of the alchemy room was a huge alchemy furnace, surrounded by shelves, on which were bundles of herbs and white porcelain bottles. The porcelain bottles should contain successfully refined pills.

Stacks of sketches depicting alchemy methods and white mice in cages were piled on the ground. People unfamiliar with this place couldn't even find a place to stand.

The alchemy room only had one bed, which was the one Lu Yang was lying on.

"My name is Wu Ming. Sorry, junior brother. I was thinking about a problem while refining pills, lost my mind, didn't control the heat well, and refined the pills into poison."

"But don't worry, although I often fail and refine poison, I have never poisoned anyone to death." Wu Ming was very proud.

...You say that, and I'm even more worried.

Lu Yang struggled to get up, moved his butt, and leaned against the junction of the bed corner and the wall, which felt better.

Lu Yang's head was very itchy. He touched the back of his head, was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Since I only inhaled poison gas, why is there gauze wrapped around the back of my head?"

Wu Ming explained embarrassedly: "I lost my mind when I was moving you, and your head hit the ground. You don't have to worry too much. As long as it's a living person, it can be cured on my Danding Peak!"

"The medicinal power of the pills in my hand is too strong and not suitable for you to take. Look, during the time you were in a coma, I specially refined pills for you that even commoners can take." Wu Ming showed them to Lu Yang like a treasure, asking him to take two.

The pills were golden in color, with three rings on them. Lu Yang knew this was the pill pattern, representing that the refined pills reached a near-perfect level.

Lu Yang still didn't dare to eat.

He just wanted to come to Danding Peak to ask for a few Bigu pills. He hadn't done anything yet, and he was already lying on the bed with gauze wrapped around his head.

If he ate anything else, I'm afraid even the King of Hell would praise him for not knowing how to die.

"No poison, really." Wu Ming guaranteed repeatedly.

Seeing that Lu Yang didn't believe it, Wu Ming found a white mouse to demonstrate.

The white mouse seemed to know that its death was imminent. When it was taken out by Wu Ming, it squeaked and was saying goodbye to its wife and children.

The white mouse took the pill, fell to the ground, and lost its breath. Its wife and children saw this and cried miserably, as if they had seen their own future.

Lu Yang: "..."

Wu Ming: "..."

"Accident, it's all an accident. The white mouse is small, and a little poison killed it. It must be different for people. I know where the problem is. Wait a moment, I'll refine a furnace for you again."

Lu Yang hurriedly diverted Senior Brother Wu Ming's attention: "Senior brother, you said you were always thinking about a problem, which caused you to lose your mind. What problem were you thinking about?"

Wu Ming really diverted his attention. He summarized his wording: "Pills, pills, the focus is on the word 'medicine' at the back. Pills can naturally cure diseases and save people, but Bigu pills are not for patients, so why do they count as pills?"

"If Bigu pills belong to pills, then pills are not just for curing diseases and saving people, but also have the role of being eaten as food."

"If Bigu pills don't belong to pills, then what should Bigu pills belong to?"

Lu Yang felt that if you didn't take your brain out and put it in an alchemy furnace to roast for three days and three nights, you wouldn't be able to think of such a problem.

"Speaking of Bigu pills, the only thing senior brother has here that commoners can eat is Bigu pills. Strawberry, apple, watermelon flavors are all available. Do you want some? No poison." Wu Ming took out a handful of colorful sugar beans.

Lu Yang thought of the King of Hell's eager expectation for him and didn't choose to accept Wu Ming's gift. There were many people on Danding Peak practicing refining Bigu pills, and no matter who it was, the safety was higher than Senior Brother Wu Ming.

"Junior brother, remember to find me if you need to refine pills. It's free." Wu Ming sent him off enthusiastically when Lu Yang left.

Lu Yang accelerated his pace, limping.

The next day, the Seventh Elder of Danding Peak learned of Lu Yang's tragic encounter and sent Lu Yang pills that could truly heal commoners, as well as a gourd of Bigu pills.

Lu Yang recovered.

In the following month, Lu Yang lived a fulfilling life, circling between the Scripture Pavilion, Yanchuan Peak, and the cave. Lu Yang greedily learned and absorbed the cultivation knowledge he had never been exposed to before, like a traveler in the desert seeing a clear spring, thirsty and hungry.

A month later, everyone worshipped under the various elders as they wished. Meng Jingzhou worshipped under the Third Elder, Man Gu worshipped under the Fourth Elder, Fire spiritual root Li Haoran worshipped under the Fifth Elder, Feathered Immortal Body Tao Yaoye worshipped under the Sixth Elder...

This made Lu Yang quite strange. He thought Man Gu would worship under the Third Elder like Meng Jingzhou. The Third Elder was a famous body cultivator in the cultivation world, and no one dared to fight him hand-to-hand. Man Gu, with his Ancient Barbarian bloodline, was most suitable to be taught by the Third Elder.

Looking at the Fourth Elder, he was a Confucian cultivator, knowledgeable and not famous for his strength. I don't know why Man Gu chose the Fourth Elder as his master.

The Fifth Elder was good at refining tools, and Li Haoran had a Fire spiritual root, which was suitable.

Lu Yang hadn't seen the Sixth Elder. It was said that she was a woman with breathtaking beauty, possessing an immortal body similar to Tao Yaoye.

Man Gu's apprenticeship to the Fourth Elder was not the most conspicuous. The most conspicuous was Lu Yang himself, worshipping under the mysterious Sect Master.

It is said that the Sect Master had not taken a disciple for over a hundred years and lived a carefree life. The disciples discussed a lot, not understanding why the Sect Master, who was still in seclusion, accepted Lu Yang as a disciple.

Under the envious gaze of everyone, Lu Yang was taken by Senior Sister Yun Zhi to Tianmen Peak, where the Sect Master resided.