Calabash Fairy

After a short period of rest, Fang Yan seized the opportunity and refined two more batches of Spirit Nourishing Pills.

Unfortunately, the heat was off during the second refining, causing a slight change in the medicinal properties, resulting in the complete failure of this batch of pills. It wasn't until the third attempt that the pills were successfully refined without any major incident.

"Three batches of Nourishing Spirit Pills yielded ten pills. The results of my first attempt at alchemy are quite good."

Fang Yan was quite satisfied with the ten light blue spirit pills emitting a pleasant fragrance from the stone bottle in his hand. The only drawback was that there was no jade bottle to store the pills.

"Unfortunately, there are no jade mines or spirit jade in the Qingfeng Mountain area. Everyone else uses jade bottles to store medicine, but I can only use stone bottles. Not only is the effect of storing spirit medicine less effective, but it also lacks some aesthetics and feeling."

"Buzz~~"

Just then, a feeling of joy suddenly came over Fang Yan. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the beehive containing spirit bees. He saw that the spirit bees were circling around the beehive, with only a few landing in the flowers.

Fang Yan's eyes lit up, and he flashed to the front of the beehive. The beehive was now open, and a fist-sized ball of crystal-clear honey, as translucent as amethyst, was in front of Fang Yan's eyes.

【Amethyst Honey: Contains a unique spiritual ingredient brewed by spirit bees from the nectar of various spirit flowers. It has a sweet and refreshing taste and is the main ingredient of Amethyst Elixir. It has detoxifying and beautifying effects】

Fang Yan looked at the ball of amethyst honey, but had no intention of taking it out.

Amethyst honey is different from elixirs; it cannot be stored in simple containers, as this will cause its spiritual energy to be lost.

"Fortunately, there's still plenty of space in the hive, so let's put it here for now."

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Several more days passed, and on the snow-covered summit of Qingfeng Mountain, Shu Yu's figure appeared in front of the Mountain God Temple, where she met Fang Yan, who was slowly walking out of the temple.

Upon seeing Fang Yan, Shu Yu's eyes lit up. Stroking his beard, he exclaimed in an aged voice:

"It hasn't been that long since we last met, and your cultivation has already taken another big step forward. Your progress is truly astounding."

Fang Yan smiled without saying a word. He had indeed made some progress in his cultivation recently, and his cultivation level had reached 585 years. Of course, this was also due to the many opportunities he had encountered in the past six months.

Currently, his cultivation speed is already very close to that of Jun Heng.

Shu Yu reached into his sleeve and took out a dozen or so inconspicuous seeds, then opened his palm and handed them to Fang Yan.

"I noticed that the mountain loses some of its color in winter, so I specially found some plum blossom seeds to give to you."

Fang Yan was delighted upon hearing this, took the seed, and welcomed the tree into the mountain god temple.

"Very well, thank you, fellow Daoist. My Phoenix Spirit Wine is also ready, and I am waiting for you to come and open a new jar for you to taste."

These plum blossom seeds were just ordinary varieties, but Fang Yan liked them very much. Moreover, they were a gift from a friend, so how precious they were!

Half an incense stick later, in the secluded realm of Qingfeng.

Fang Yan and Shu Yu sat facing each other at the stone table, where, in addition to wine cups and wine pots, an elegant wooden chessboard had been added.

Fang Yan held a white piece, while Shu Yu held a black piece; however, one was frowning deeply, while the other remained calm and composed.

Fang Yan put down his wine glass and looked with some emotion at Shu Yu, who was frowning and pondering a chess move.

He still remembered that on the day of the battle at White Tiger Cave, after the two returned and talked for a while, Shu Yu was delighted to learn that Fang Yan also had some basic chess skills and went back to prepare the chessboard and pieces.

Fang Yan had assumed that Shu Yu would be a master.

But it turns out he was just like him, a terrible chess player.

Shu Yu said that he learned his chess skills from playing against that Taoist priest alone years ago. In that case, that Taoist priest...

After the game was over, Shu Yu narrowly lost to Fang Yan and was about to play again when Fang Yan said:

"Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Shuyu, I recently need some spiritual materials from heaven and earth, as well as some spirit jade and gemstones. Do you know where I can find them?"

Fang Yan waved his hand, and the wisps of incense that had been floating in mid-air condensed and transformed into patterns in front of the two of them.

During this time, he studied alchemy and, in the lineage of pill-making, found a pill formula that was just right for him.

【Great Pure Yuan Pill: A spiritual pill made primarily from a thousand-year-old demon core, supplemented with over a hundred other spiritual materials such as Pure Lotus and River Stone Liquid. It contains a large amount of refined spiritual power, which can enhance cultivation by fifty years and assist in breaking through realms】

Fang Yan had no idea how to use the four thousand-year-old demon cores in his hands, but with the appearance of the Great Pure Yuan Pill that could improve cultivation level, the problem was almost perfectly solved.

However, the auxiliary materials needed to refine the Great Pure Yuan Pill are equally rare. Fang Yan searched through all the spiritual materials in the Qingfeng Secret Realm, but eight kinds of spiritual materials were still missing.

Fang Yan planned to search for them in the White Tiger Cave later, but it would be almost impossible to collect all eight kinds of spiritual materials by relying solely on the White Tiger Cave. He would be satisfied if he could find one or two kinds in that cave.

Although he is not confident that he can refine this Great Pure Yuan Pill now, it does not stop him from collecting these precious spiritual materials in advance. When his alchemy skills improve in the future, there will be a day when he can use them.

"Spiritual jade is easy to obtain. If you only need ordinary spiritual jade, there are some on Mount Wuyou. I can bring them to you next time I come."

Shu Yu gazed at the pattern formed by the incense and prayer beads before him, pondered for a moment, and then slowly extended his finger, pausing briefly on five of the spiritual materials within.

"As for the spiritual materials you are looking for, I do have some impression of these five and remember where they are located, but I don't know where the other three can be found."

Fang Yan was overjoyed upon hearing this; his fellow Daoist Shu Yu was truly a treasure.

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Several days later, in front of the mountain god temple, Shu Yu was preparing to say goodbye and leave.

"Fellow Daoist, I observe that the spiritual energy on Qingfeng Mountain is becoming increasingly abundant, and the underground life force is hidden. If this continues, in a few decades, it will surely become a treasure land that rivals White Tiger Cave and White Horse Ravine."

"Then let's use the tree as a metaphor for your auspicious words, fellow Daoist."

Fang Yan watched as Shu Yu, carrying a jar of Phoenix Spirit Wine, transformed into a gentle breeze and left. He opened his palm and saw more than ten plum blossom seeds lying quietly in his hand.

With a surge of spiritual energy, the dozen or so seeds were enveloped in earthy yellow spiritual energy, flying in all directions and falling into the ground, with a trace of earth vein energy also clinging to them.

When the snow melts in the spring of the following year, nourished by the power of the earth's veins, these seeds will take root, sprout, and grow rapidly.

"Before we knew it, it was already the end of January, and the end of the year was approaching."

Fang Yan looked down at Xiahe Village at the foot of the mountain. Even in winter, the villagers were still busy every day. He remembered that it was always like this in his previous life in the countryside. As long as you wanted to, there was always something to do.

However, the children's rosy cheeks were already filled with expectant smiles.

The Lunar New Year is just around the corner, and this is always the happiest time for children.

Of course, this is also the time of year when he, as the mountain god, receives the most offerings and incense.

"If I count, this is already the eleventh year since I was reincarnated. Children who were the same age as Qiu'er back then have all grown up, gotten married, and had children by now..."

"I really don't feel the effects of time on me..."