Chapter 5 [005] Condensation Grass
Zhongli Jin has been at Jinping Peak for half a month. At first, the other disciples of Baicao Pavilion were worried that he would have difficulty learning since he had just arrived. However, in just half a month, he had mastered the forms, functions and refining techniques of those medicinal materials. Master Lao had nothing more to teach him, so he asked Cangying to take the boy to try to refine some pills.

The female disciples of Baicao Pavilion like Zhongli Jin very much. The male disciples who made some malicious jokes to him before no longer feel the courage to say those words recently. It is probably because of that face and those gentle smiles that people really can't feel any malice towards the young man.

In addition, Senior Sister Cangying cared for him very much, and the number of times she yelled at them decreased significantly, which was a real benefit to mankind.

Zhongli Jin is indeed a genius in cultivation. Even though he cannot hold a sword, he is still at a god-level in other aspects of cultivation.

The boy was very talented in alchemy, willing to learn, and had a good memory. He could understand the knowledge points taught once and even draw inferences from them. He could express his own unique insights and deduce several new formulas through the combination of medicinal materials and their mutual promotion or restraint.

The lobby of Baicao Pavilion on the first floor.

Seeing Shi Qing was also here, Zhong Lijin was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and bowed to her: "Senior Sister Shi Qing."

This is the second time I have met Shi Qing since coming to Sanqing Mountain.

I had always thought that since one of them was at Shuangjianfeng and the other at Jinping Peak, they wouldn't have much interaction, but now it seems that is not the case.

The bangs hanging down in front of his forehead concealed the boy's eyebrows and eyes, making it impossible to see the expression in his eyes.

After the other party saluted, Shi Qing nodded and said, "Yes."

Cangying said that she had to respond to the greetings from her junior brothers and sisters no matter what, as that was also the etiquette of a senior sister.

After responding, Cangying still had things to do. Since the physical examination showed that there was nothing serious, Shi Qing returned to Shuang Jianfeng.

Before leaving, I could still vaguely hear Cangying's slightly excited voice: "Junior Brother Zhongli!~ You are such a genius!! The quality of the first pill you made was actually top-grade!"

The young man had beautiful features and a gentle voice: "It's all thanks to my good teaching, Senior Sister."

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"The temperature can be controlled a little more. After the pill is formed, turn it to a weak fire and then slowly calm down. The quality should be better." Although he was cautious, Cangying still gave the young man serious advice.

Zhong Lijin took the blood-recovering pills, curled his red lips slightly, and smiled at the girl with his handsome and fair face: "Thank you, Senior Sister."

"You're welcome." Cangying waved her hand softly, smiling like a lady: "Junior brother has a high level of understanding. Remember to put the pills in the porcelain bottle. If you use other containers, some of the medicinal properties may be lost. These pills are very pretentious."

"Okay, I'll remember that. By the way, Senior Sister Cang," Zhong Lijin replaced the porcelain bottle and stared at the girl with bright eyes. He said, "When I was repairing my spiritual roots before, I often took a kind of rebirth pill. Today, I tried to refine it according to the original formula, but failed several times, so I wanted to ask you for advice."

"Resurrection Pill?" Cangying asked, "Do you have any discarded pill ash?"

"Here." Zhongli Jin took out a bag of brown powder from his arms and handed it to her.

Cangying sniffed it and said with understanding, "It's just missing an ingredient to make the elixir."

"What is it?"

"Condensation grass," Cangying said, "Condensation grass is an important catalyst for the formation of Qisheng Pills. It nourishes the spiritual roots. However, disciples after the foundation-building stage can use spiritual energy to circulate and nourish themselves, so Qisheng Pills have little effect. Now they are almost not refined, and the missing medicinal ingredients have not been replenished."

At this point, Cangying's eyes showed a little more pity: "Junior brother... do you want to continue taking the Qisheng Pill?"

The smile on Zhongli Jin's lips suddenly turned bitter. "Yes, even though my spiritual roots have been repaired, I have just introduced Qi into my body, and I still need Qisheng Pills every night to nourish them. I have already eaten up the ones I prepared before, so I wanted to refine some myself, but unfortunately I failed after trying several times today."

"Although there is no Condensation Grass, there are still some Revitalization Pills in the pill storehouse. I will go get some for you later." Cangying smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister. However, the pills in the storehouse will be eaten up soon. By then, we will still need Condensation Grass to refine. Where can we go to Sanqing Mountain to pick them?"

Hearing this question, Cangying looked embarrassed and said, "Junior brother, the Condensation Grass cannot be picked for the time being. It is only found on the mountain top. The place where the Sanqing Sect grows is the Giant Python Peak, but the Sect Master has ordered that no one is allowed to enter there. The medicinal ingredients used to refine the Qisheng Pill were all brought back by the Dan Xiu disciples during their training. So if you are not in a hurry, I will ask others to bring some back for you next time you train."

"I see." Zhong Lijin looked disappointed, but still said politely and gently: "Thank you, Senior Sister."

When he was about to go upstairs, the young man suddenly stopped, looked back at Cangying, and asked, "By the way, Senior Sister Shiqing... do you come to Baicao Pavilion often?"

Cangying pursed her lips. She was full of "resentment" when she thought of Shiqing. She didn't even bother to hold it in. She said directly: "Yeah, that guy doesn't care about his life when he starts practicing. He is a frequent visitor here!"

When she heard the young man suddenly mention Shi Qing, she seemed to think of something, pursed her lips slightly, hesitated for a moment and said, "Junior Brother Zhongli."

"Please speak, Senior Sister."

Cangying looked guilty: "I know that you and Shiqing might have had some unpleasant experiences two years ago, but now, we are all from the same sect, you..."

Before she finished speaking, the young man interrupted her: "I understand what Senior Sister Cang means."

Zhong Lijin narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled calmly and said, "I won't care. I don't blame Senior Sister Shi Qing. After all, two years have passed. We should get over it now."

After hearing this, Cangying sincerely wished him well: "Junior brother, since you think this way, you will definitely have a bright future."

With such a broad mind, such bearing, and such talent, even if Zhongli Jin can no longer hold a sword, he will definitely stand out among the alchemists.

"Thank you," the boy finally whispered, turning around with a smile.

However, the polite smile on the corner of his lips that he showed to everyone suddenly disappeared the moment his back turned to Cangying. His black pupils became dim and cold, and his face was expressionless.

Don't care?
He wanted to too.

But I can't forget it.

During these two years, he endured too much pain in order to repair his spiritual roots, and anyone could step on him during that time.

The Xuanxiao Sect began to fall into decline after the demonic cultivators massacred its sect. His father went everywhere to look for medicine for him. Perhaps because of the broken engagement, Sanqing Mountain sent a lot of precious elixirs and some rare species for bathing.

Every time I take a medicinal bath, the pain is almost like my bones and meridians being reorganized.

He seems calm and indifferent to the past now, but in fact, it is that past that has supported him to where he is today.

[Junior, are you okay? ]

The old voice in my head seemed to have a hint of concern.

[I'm fine, senior.]

The young man slowly clenched his hands hanging at his sides, and on the index finger of his left hand, an old ring was emitting a faint green light.

——He will not let go of the demon cultivators who slaughtered the mountain gate.

——Shi Qing broke off the engagement, he wanted her to regret it.

(End of this chapter)