Chapter 98: Recipe for the Foundation Building Pill

"Uh, haha, my name is Wu Yan. I am indeed a new true disciple who was accepted as a registered disciple by Elder Jin of Five Elements Peak. This old man, this is my first time to come to the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion. I don't understand many rules. Why don't you ask me? Give me some pointers." Ever since Wu Yan was accepted as a disciple by Mo Ao and became a registered disciple of the Five Elements Peak Golden Master, the way he addressed himself to other disciples within the sect was really embarrassing for him. .

Ordinarily, in the world of immortality, those who are respected by strength and whose realm is one level higher are naturally the elders, regardless of age. However, Wu Yan is still a disciple in the Qi Refining Stage, so it is not easy to call the disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage. It wouldn't feel right if he called him uncle or uncle. After all, he asked Mo Ao and the other three to call him senior brother. If you call these people senior brothers, some people will not be happy either. Seeing the old man in front of him, Wu Yan simply pointed it out and asked him directly if he could call him "old man". After all, this old man does look like he is not young.

"Haha, okay, young people know how to measure things. How can you say they don't understand the rules? It doesn't matter. If there is anything you don't understand here, just ask me. In addition, the old man's surname is Qian. Since I am a named disciple of Elder Jin, then You can also call me Senior Brother Qian." The oily-faced old man named Qian waved his hand nonchalantly. After saying this, he rolled his eyes and smiled: "Haha, Junior Brother Wu, this is a rule, Old Man. I really need to explain it to you to avoid misunderstandings later. Haha, if you want to read any books or other things in this Scripture Pavilion, there is a fee. If you want to read the books, you will be charged. If you copy the items in the jade slips and take them away, you will need to pay an additional fee of fifteen spiritual stones. Haha, this is the rule. Junior Brother Wu, take your time and look at it. If you choose something, you can come to me to copy it, hehe! "

Wu Yan took a breath of air and almost wanted to turn around and leave, and the smile on his face became stiff. Is this charge too high? Although Wu Yan now has more than 200 spiritual stones in his body and feels that he is not too poor, he will not be able to bear it if he continues to consume like this.

You know, Wu Yan has inquired that among the inner sect of the Cultivation Sect, even the true disciples in the Qi Refining Period, the sect only gives out five spiritual stones as offerings every month. If you want more spiritual stones, you have to Don't give up some training time, complete some work or tasks assigned by the sect, and earn spiritual stones. Excluding normal use, there won't be many spiritual stones left over a year. If we were to copy something here, I'm afraid it would only be enough to copy two jade slips, right? This is still the treatment for true disciples. For those registered disciples and outer disciples, the treatment is even worse.

No wonder this old guy looked at me and smiled so treacherously when he came in. He turned out to be a profiteer!

"Senior Brother Qian, I would like to take the liberty to ask, what is the name of Senior Brother?"

"Junior Brother Wu, did you hear the rumors outside and come here to make me happy, right?" Unexpectedly, after Wu Yan asked this question, the smiling old man surnamed Qian sank his face and showed a very unhappy look. He looked like there was something wrong with his name.

"What the hell, Senior Brother Qian, you have misunderstood. How dare I make you happy? Besides, this is my first time coming to the Sutra Pavilion, and it is also my first time seeing Senior Brother Qian. How could I have such thoughts?" Wu Yan After being stunned for a moment, he saw that the old man named Qian was indeed angry, so he quickly explained.

"Humph, forget it this time. Young man, you can take your time and read it yourself. If you like any secret books of exercises or recipes for alchemy and weapon refining, just call the old man and he will copy them for you. By the way, on the jade slips Among them, there will be an old name left, hehe..." After the old man named Qian finished speaking, he looked at Wu Yan with his eyes, which clearly meant, "Do you want to see it or not?" If you watch it, pay immediately!

Wu Yan rubbed his nose with a wry smile, took out a spiritual stone from his storage bag, and handed it to the old man named Qian. The old man took the spirit stone in his hand with a smile. When he saw that it was a low-level spirit stone with relatively good quality, his small eyes narrowed even more and he said to Wu Yan: "Wait a moment, I will open the restriction for you."

The old man surnamed Qian raised his hand and cast a spell into the air. For a moment, cyan light curtains suddenly fell from the four walls of the hall, and all the old shelves were covered by the light curtains. If you don't know what is true here and want to go to the wall to look at the books or jade slips on the shelves, you will really make a big mistake.

The old man surnamed Qian raised his hand and cast another spell. The light curtain on the wall cracked into a passage, which could allow one person to pass through. The old man nodded to Wu Yan, and Wu Yan walked into the passage.

"It's interesting. It seems that this little guy has a lot of money and is not deterred by the high fees here. Elder Jin is really good to his disciples. Hehe, he can make a small fortune again this time." The old man surnamed Qian Watching Wu Yan walk into the passage with a smile, he muttered to himself a few times, then shook his head and squatted on the ground behind the table, playing with a pile of debris on the ground.

At this time, Wu Yan was attracted by the collection of books on the shelves in front of him. Wu Yan picked up a pile of very old-looking paper books placed on one of the bookshelves and looked through them.

"Nan Hua Sutra", "Meng Hua Lu", "Shen Xian Zhi"...

After carefully looking through it, Wu Yan was disappointed and had the urge to rush out and curse! How could this be a secret manual of martial arts or a recipe for alchemy and refining? The paper books placed on all the tables under this wall were all Taoist scriptures that could be seen in the secular world, as well as some books about gods and monsters. Of course, there were also some relatively precious medical books and prescriptions, but these were only precious to those mortals. For immortal cultivators, they were useless garbage.

Wu Yan did not give up and flipped through all the paper books. He found that except for a few books that recorded some superficial qigong methods, there was not a single book that was useful to him.

Wu Yan was about to turn around and walk to the other wall to take a look. At this time, the voice of the old man surnamed Qian came from outside: "Brother Wu, the one-hour time is up. If you want to read it again, you must add more spirit stones!"

Wu Yan turned his head to look at the center of the hall, only to see the hateful old man surnamed Qian, smiling like an old fox and squinting at him. Wu Yan secretly cursed, reading these broken books and still needing a spiritual stone, how unlucky. At this moment, he had cursed this abominable old guy several times in his heart.

However, there were still three books under the wall that he had not read, and Wu Yan was still a little unwilling to give up, so he had to obediently take out another spiritual stone from the storage bag and throw it to the old man surnamed Qian along the passage opened by the old man surnamed Qian on the forbidden light curtain.

The old man surnamed Qian took the spiritual stone in his hand with a smile and ignored Wu Yan, squatting on the ground to fiddle with the pile of broken things again.

This time Wu Yan learned his lesson, he no longer read the books carefully one by one like before, but picked them up casually, looked at the catalog first, and then selected some of them to see if they were what he needed.

Under the bright moonlight in the hall, Wu Yan quickly flipped through the rows of bamboo slips, his face uncertain. There were indeed several kinds of pill recipes recorded on these bamboo slips, which were very suitable for him to take at his current level. There was even a black bamboo slip written with ancient ink bamboo, which actually recorded the recipe of the foundation-building pill!

This ancient ink bamboo was said to have been extinct thousands of years ago, which means that this recipe has been around for at least thousands of years. Moreover, judging from the words on this ink bamboo slip, it is indeed a very ancient text circulated in the world of immortal cultivation.

However, what made Wu Yan excited was that this recipe for the foundation-building pill was actually a rare five-element attribute foundation-building pill recipe. But what made him gloomy was that there were a total of twelve kinds of raw materials required in the recipe, but he had only seen one, and he had never even heard of the other eleven, let alone seen them!

Wu Yan looked at the jade slips and golden books under the other wall with some hesitation. After thinking about it, he piled the three bamboo slips he had just selected together with the ink bamboo slip and placed them in a conspicuous place, and then walked towards the table under the other wall.