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第一百一十八章 易经丹

"Could a female ghost have swept away all the waste pills?"

In the Hundred Herbs Hall, True Immortal Tongyu's face was somewhat displeased. He stroked his beard and remained silent in thought. Beside him sat several elderly men with white beards and eyebrows; though they were very old, their spirits were vigorous. They were the three most powerful elders of Spirit Medicine Mountain apart from the sect leader, not only excelling in alchemy but also reaching the Foundation Establishment stage.

Several major figures at Spirit Medicine Mountain had lived for over a hundred and fifty years, seeing much, yet after hearing Lin Xuan's account with Jin Tao, they still exchanged puzzled glances.

Why would ghostly creatures from the阴界 come to snatch waste pills? It was beyond their comprehension!

The禁制 hadn't been triggered, and searching within the sect premises and nearby areas for tens of miles had yielded no trace of the female ghost mentioned.

After a long while, Elder Zhao on his left spoke up: "Forget it, Senior Brother Sect Leader, our two junior brothers. Fortunately, what was stolen were merely some worthless waste pills with minimal value to us; there's no need to expend effort investigating this matter. The pressing issue is to strengthen the defenses in several key areas."

True Immortal Tongyu and the other two elders exchanged glances, nodding in agreement.

Half an hour later, Lin Xuan left the Hundred Herbs Hall and slowly walked back to his cave dwelling. His expression showed no emotion, but he was abnormally excited inside. He hadn't expected obtaining waste pills to be so much easier than anticipated.

Although he had acted with Zhao Ming, everyone should not suspect him of involvement. However, the theft of hundreds of thousands of Foundation Establishment waste pills was significant enough that Lin Xuan had prepared for various scenarios; it turned out to be surprisingly easy.

He wondered if they were just too rich and didn't care about the value of the waste pills, or if Spirit Medicine Mountain's cultivators were naturally indifferent. In any case, they seemed content not to investigate further.

The post-incident work was as Elder Zhao had said—strengthening defenses in several key areas by setting up more powerful禁制.

Of course, this was none of Lin Xuan's concern.

The waste pills in his hand were enough for his cultivation needs.

However, Foundation Establishment stage cultivation was much harder. Perhaps it wasn't just about these two pills, but at least before the first four layers of techniques, he shouldn't have any problems.

Lin Xuan walked while thinking. Before he knew it, he had arrived at his cave dwelling.

Entering, Lin Xuan went straight to the training room. He flipped his hand and a small white bottle appeared in his palm.

Opening the cap, he saw several red pills inside—these were the Foundation Establishment pills refined from waste pills.

After thirty days of refinement, Lin Xuan had produced over a thousand pills.

However, his mood was not good. In his hand lay an ancient book. After taking his eyes off it, Lin Xuan sighed.

He hadn't expected that consuming this type of pill would be more complicated than washing away the soul.

The saying "excess is as bad as deficiency" applied even to divine medicinal ingredients; one couldn't consume too much at once. Lin Xuan found out that a waste pill could only be taken three times a day.

If more were consumed, the excess wouldn't be absorbed and would harm his body instead of benefiting it.

Three pills a day was unimaginable for ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators. Two months to take one such pill was considered a blessing. But with Lin Xuan's资质, entering the Foundation Establishment stage made his cultivation increasingly difficult. Three pills a day were like drinking water in a desert; his progress remained slow.

This frustrated Lin Xuan immensely, especially since he didn't lack pills but couldn't consume them due to absorption issues.

Was there any solution?

Lin Xuan dared not ask his master for advice as revealing the truth about the stolen waste pills would be akin to confessing. It might lead to connections with the secret of Blue Star Sea.

He naturally wouldn't take such a risk and chose to search for information on his own.

As Lin Xuan's identity allowed him access to Spirit Medicine Mountain’s library, he could borrow any book at will.

While other sects like Cloudy Valley might have more resources in general, when it came to books related to pills, there was no second place in the entire幽州 cultivation world. Spirit Medicine Mountain claimed first place without a doubt.

The library contained all sorts of information on medicinal ingredients—recipes, methods of refinement, properties, origins, and precautions for consumption—all detailed.

After spending a day in the library, Lin Xuan finally found what he was looking for.

He put down the ancient book silently.

According to the record, one could indeed consume more Foundation Establishment pills daily.

The restriction of three pills per day stemmed from the fact that excess medicinal energy couldn't be absorbed by the meridians and would harm his body if left behind.

However, as this book stated, taking a pill called "Yijing Pill" could solve this issue.

Yijing Pill, as its name suggested, strengthened the meridians to expand their absorption capacity. With such pills' assistance, he could consume up to fifteen Foundation Establishment pills daily.

Fifteen pills were like increasing his cultivation speed by five times for Lin Xuan, who lacked a灵根 and relied solely on medicinal energy.

Moreover, during critical moments of breakthroughs, the ability to take more pills would make it easier.

The benefits were clear.

Lin Xuan had no hesitation. But when he saw the ingredients needed for Yijing Pill, his eyes widened in shock.

Other ingredients were common herbs, but the引子 was too extraordinary.

It was Seven-star Grass.

This was a precious divine medicinal ingredient; most cultivators would have never heard of it unless they worked at Spirit Medicine Mountain every day. Lin Xuan had only heard about this herb by chance.

In the cultivation world, herbs were categorized into several grades: ordinary herbs, rare herbs, divine herbs, and immortal herbs.

Ordinary herbs could be bought in markets—things like century-old ginseng, lingzhi, snow lotus, etc.

Rare herbs might appear in secular worlds but were extremely rare. Most sects cultivated them—like Scarlet Silk Grass used for refining waste pills and century-old ginseng.

Divine herbs rarely appeared in the secular world; even cultivators needed great fortune to see one. For example, the Flowing Firefly Flower, Silver Moon Grass, and thousand-year-old ginseng and lingzhi that Lin Xuan had冒险 gathered from Stream Leaping Canyon.

Immortal herbs were a step above divine herbs. Although not true immortal treasures, their names reflected how precious they were.

Yijing Pill was merely an auxiliary pill; it wasn't considered particularly good. Its refinement required a divine herb as the引子, which explained why there was only one line in ancient texts: "This pill has never been refined by any ancient cultivator for over a thousand years."

But Lin Xuan had to try.

He wasn't impatient but needed faster cultivation progress; otherwise, he might not be able to condense his essence before his life span ended.

However, Lin Xuan didn't know where to find Seven-star Grass and could only secretly inquire within the sect while cultivating.

While Spirit Medicine Mountain's alchemists' techniques were weak, their knowledge of herbs was vast. After some discreet inquiries, Elder Zhao revealed that there was a Seven-star Grass in Bieyun Mountain’s herb garden, which was one of their treasures.

Lin Xuan remained calm on the surface but was troubled inside.

Bieyun Mountain wasn't an ordinary sect; it was one of the three major powers of幽州. Its strength far surpassed Spirit Medicine Mountain and Cloudy Valley. It had thousands of disciples, including many Foundation Establishment and even Condensation Core cultivators.

There were rumors that the sect even had Immortal Core cultivators who were over a thousand years old, their cultivation deep beyond comprehension. Although unknown if true, the speaker was certain, so it wasn't baseless gossip.

Such a powerful sect could easily sweep through all of兖州 with just a third of its strength. Its power was formidable.

Seven-star Grass was their treasure; it would be impossible to sell and surely cost astronomical prices that Lin Xuan couldn't afford.

Should he steal it?

The thought made Lin Xuan shiver, but he needed Yijing Pill no matter what. What should he do?

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