Chapter 710
Spirit Rice! Energy Points of the Immortal Spirit Pill
Time, in Zhang Lingshan's refinement, passed swiftly.
when!
Suddenly, the bell rang.
Wei Sheng said, "It's time to serve lunch, Brother Shan. We can stop once this is finished refining. Someone will bring the food in a quarter of an hour."
"Delivering food?"
Zhang Lingshan asked curiously, "What kind of food is it? How many meals are provided a day? How do you know how many days have passed? What time is it now?"
Wei Sheng said, "The rice is spiritual rice, a rare delicacy found only in the immortal realm, containing immortal spiritual energy."
"It is said that there is an even higher grade of immortal rice, but that is only eaten by nobles, and we are not fortunate enough to have it."
"As for how many meals are provided per day, there is only one, which is the evening meal."
"While the meals are being served, you will also receive a reward based on your work performance for the day."
"Brother Shan, you refined ten items. Since you arrived half a day ago, we estimate you'll get eight items as a reward, which is eight bottles of Immortal Elixir."
Wei Sheng said enviously, "To receive eight bottles of Immortal Spirit Pills as a reward right after arriving, Brother Shan is definitely the first person in recent years. Not to mention the Iron Medal, he will definitely be promoted to the higher Bronze Medal, or even the Silver Medal in the future."
After saying that, he continued to answer Zhang Lingshan's previous question, saying, "Ringing the bell once means the day is over and we can rest. It will ring again in the morning, and then we can start work. As for what time it is now, I don't know, but it should be around midnight."
The refining hall had no windows, making it impossible to tell how much time had passed, so Wei Sheng couldn't explain it either.
In other words, they judged the passage of time entirely by the two clocks of that day.
Of course, everyone's own consciousness also has a certain concept of the passage of time.
However, as one becomes fatigued from work, one's judgment will naturally become somewhat biased.
If someone deliberately adjusts the timing of the chimes, many people won't be able to tell.
However, the people from the Weapon Refining Pavilion probably didn't need to do this, since these people were slaves to be slaughtered anyway, and there were plenty of ways to torment them, so why go through all this trouble?
"coming."
A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and a bowl of spirit rice immediately appeared in the groove on the left side of the stove.
After Zhang Lingshan took away the bowl of spirit rice, eight small porcelain bottles suddenly appeared there.
Just as Wei Sheng had said, he gave them eight bottles of Immortal Elixir as a reward.
Since everyone's storage rings had been taken away, Zhang Lingshan put the eight bottles of Immortal Spirit Pills into his pocket and then tasted a mouthful of spirit rice.
The sweet and soft rice released a rich fragrance in the mouth, a refreshing taste that made Zhang Lingshan feel relaxed and refreshed.
Originally, we were refining molten metal here, but because of the flames everywhere, the room was unbearably hot, and I felt extremely irritable.
But after eating this spirit rice, all the fatigue of the day seemed to disappear.
'I see.'
Zhang Lingshan thought to himself, "The weapon refining pavilion still adheres to a sustainable development strategy. Instead of draining people dry at once, they give you spiritual rice every day to help you recover your spiritual energy."
The rest period between the next two chimes allows your energy to recover.
In this way, you can serve for a long time, refining the molten metal day after day, until your lifespan is exhausted.
If Zhang Lingshan could understand it, others certainly could too. That's why the white-haired old man refused to accept his fate and was willing to fight to the death to create a future.
"This spirit rice doesn't look like much, but it's very filling. I'm already feeling quite full before I've even finished it."
Suddenly, Qi Shuyan said.
Wei Sheng said, "This is because it's the first time you've eaten it, and your body isn't used to it yet. Once you've eaten more, your body will have adapted to the immortal energy of the immortal realm, and this bowl will be just right."
As Zhang Lingshan listened, he slowed down his eating pace.
In his opinion, this little bit of rice is hardly enough to eat; he could eat ten more bowls, but it wouldn't even fill a tooth gap.
But that's because his physical body is incredibly strong and unlike anything else.
As Qi Shuyan said, this is what a normal person is, so he should follow in the footsteps of normal people to avoid being too conspicuous and attracting attention.
Finally, after much dawdling, he finished off the entire bowl of spirit rice.
[Energy Points +10]
Is that all?
Zhang Lingshan sighed inwardly. The spiritual energy contained in this spiritual rice was still too little, less than one-thousandth of that in the previous spiritual liquid pond.
To accumulate enough energy points for 1 Rang, you need at least 300 bowls, which translates to 300 days of cooking time here.
Just thinking about it makes me feel like I can't go on.
I need to quickly advance to the Iron-Rank Fire-Tending Child level. At that time, I should be able to enjoy more Spirit Rice, or rather, higher-grade Spirit Rice.
However, Zhang Lingshan discovered that this spirit rice also had a subtle benefit: it could enhance his divine sense to some extent.
Although the improvement is small, as the saying goes, "Many drops of soil make a mountain, and many drops of water make a deep pool." As long as one consumes enough, it can still be a way to enhance one's divine consciousness.
"I'm full, time for bed."
Wei Sheng muttered something under his breath, then rested his head against the stove to relax.
Most of the others were the same.
However, many others, like Zhang Lingshan, took out the reward pills and began refining them.
[Energy Points +1]
'These Immortal Elixirs contain a considerable amount of immortal energy; one elixir contains 1 units, and a bottle contains 10 units, which is equivalent to a bowl of spirit rice.'
Zhang Lingshan thought to himself.
So, I currently have eight bottles of Immortal Elixir, which is 80 zi.
If you do eight more things every day, that's 80 points a day. Adding the 10 points from the Spirit Rice, you can reach 1 point of energy in about 30 days.
After reaching level 1, one can add points to the Xuan Tian Zhen Jing and integrate it with the Yan Wan Fa Shen Tong of the Zhong Miao Men, thus achieving the effect of self-generated cultivation techniques.
In this way, one does not need any true immortal cultivation techniques; one can directly deduce one's own unique true immortal cultivation techniques.
At that time, one can cultivate to become a true immortal. While I may not be able to roam freely in heaven and earth, I will at least have a certain ability to protect myself.
This is a good thing.
Thinking this, Zhang Lingshan felt a surge of motivation and couldn't wait to start refining the molten liquid again.
pity.
The Refining Pavilion's sustainable development strategy doesn't allow refining during evening rest hours, so his excitement is useless; he can only rest with everyone else.
However, he is different from others.
While others simply rested, Zhang Lingshan could send his divine consciousness into his pouch space to study the various books within.
Books on weapon crafting.
These are all books obtained by killing and robbing storage rings. They have never been organized and have just been placed together.
I thought I didn't need to refine weapons and these books were useless, so I ignored them and just habitually put them away.
Unexpectedly, these books came in handy at this moment.
Although Wei Sheng said that the weapon forging in the lower realm is different from that in the upper realm, the materials are vastly different and cannot be compared at all.
However, Zhang Lingshan felt that there were probably some commonalities in the art of weapon crafting. Since he was idle anyway and couldn't openly do other things, he could only secretly use his divine sense to memorize, understand, and familiarize himself with the weapon crafting materials and techniques.
As time passed, Zhang Lingshan gradually became immersed in it.
Over the years, he has been busy improving his cultivation, and has rarely had the chance to read and study in peace. This situation has actually brought Zhang Lingshan a sense of tranquility to his heart.
Unbeknownst to him, the Tree of Souls in his mind also began to quiet down and grow silently.
when!
The morning bell suddenly rang, and another day's work was about to begin.
"Time to get back to work."
Wei Sheng muttered something and started preheating the stove.
Zhang Lingshan also warmed up while looking at Qi Shuyan and asked, "How is it? Do you need any help?"
Qi Shuyan shook his head and said, "This black meteorite iron is of low quality, but my flames can still withstand it."
Zhang Lingshan said, "Just say so if you need help. I'm your fire-tending boy, and we're meant to advance and retreat together. I'll help you refine the molten metal, and you can forge the weapons. By utilizing your strengths, we can go further together."
"I know."
Qi Shuyan nodded and said, "I just don't know if they're willing to help here."
"Let's take one step at a time."
Zhang Lingshan said something, then stopped talking and continued refining the black meteorite iron.
When the bells rang in the evening.
Zhang Lingshan refined fifteen pieces of black meteorite iron. Apart from the four pieces that should have been refined, he refined a total of eleven extra pieces.
"so much."
Wei Sheng exclaimed in surprise.
Zhang Lingshan smiled slightly and said, "This time, we'll stop refining it to 60% purity to save some effort. Anyway, they won't give me any processing fees, so refining it to 80% would be a complete waste of energy."
"That's true, haha."
Wei Sheng also laughed.
We're all smart people.
Refining it to 80% is like working for the higher-ups to tend the fire; it doesn't benefit you at all and is a complete waste of effort. Only a fool would do that.
"Eleven bottles of Immortal Elixir."
When Wei Sheng saw the eleven bottles of pills that had been teleported over, his eyes lit up with envy.
Unfortunately, I had nothing of value, otherwise I would have been determined to exchange it for a bottle.
"But Brother Shan, so many immortal pills are not easy to absorb. You must completely remove the pill toxins, otherwise it will have an irreversible impact on your future cultivation."
Wei Sheng reminded him.
Zhang Lingshan chuckled, poured out a Celestial Spirit Pill, and gave it to Wei Sheng, saying, "Brother Wei has helped me a lot. You can refine this one first, and ask me for more if you need more."
"Oh dear, I can't accept this."
As Wei Sheng said this, the pill entered his mouth with lightning speed. Fearing that Zhang Lingshan would change his mind, he immediately began to refine the pill after swallowing it, while simultaneously circulating the flames in his body to remove the pill's poison.
this side.
Zhang Lingshan then gave Qi Shuyan a bottle, saying, "This pill is not bad, but you need to use flames to remove the poison. Be careful when refining it."
"Dashan, this...sigh..."
Qi Shuyan took the pill, wanting to say something, but in the end it turned into a sigh.
He originally thought that he was good at weapon crafting and that he could make use of his skills in the weapon crafting pavilion. He thought that he would at least not be as successful as he is now, and that he could even bring Zhang Lingshan along to craft weapons and make a name for himself.
Unexpectedly, once he arrived here, he was of no use whatsoever and instead became a hindrance to the Xuan Tian Emperor.
I'm such a useless person.
What talent for weapon crafting? It's not even a hair's breadth from the flames of the Xuan Tian Emperor.
In the main hall on the first floor, the fire-lighting servant is responsible for the intensity of the flames, which is far from sufficient for his duties.
"It's alright, just keep working hard, and you'll definitely see the light at the end of the tunnel." Zhang Lingshan patted Qi Shuyan's shoulder earnestly.
Qi Shuyan was slightly taken aback, then sat down cross-legged, took out the Immortal Spirit Pill and began to refine it.
Upon tasting the pill, a foul stench immediately filled the air; this was pill poison.
Qi Shuyan immediately began to circulate the flames to remove the poison from the pill, but he soon discovered that the pill actually contained the power of flames.
According to Wei Sheng, this pill does not contain any fire power at all; instead, the user needs to use their own fire power to remove the pill's poison.
So, where does this power of fire come from?
Recalling the Emperor's earnest words and actions, Qi Shuyan knew that the power of the flames must have been infused by the Emperor.
Although it's unknown how the Emperor did it, this power of fire greatly helps to increase the intensity of his flames.
If I can refine these ten pills, I'm sure I can refine one more piece of molten liquid tomorrow.
Seeing that Qi Shuyan had also become more motivated, Zhang Lingshan knew that the other party had understood his meaning, so he also began his cultivation.
As Wei Sheng said, this Immortal Elixir was indeed a piece of junk, and it was precisely because of this that Zhang Lingshan was able to easily inject divine dew into it.
If it is a good pill, because its internal structure is already very exquisite, if divine dew is injected randomly, it will damage the internal structure, causing the pill to break and lose its medicinal effect.
and so.
Even these worthless pills have their advantages; they can enhance the intensity of Qi Shuyan's flames without anyone noticing.
If Zhang Lingshan had known earlier that the requirements for flame intensity were so high, he should have helped Qi Shuyan improve it back in the lower realm.
Fortunately, it's not too late.
If I give Qi Shuyan one bottle a day, after ten days, Qi Shuyan should be able to increase the intensity of the flame.
Zhang Lingshan didn't need his flames to be incredibly powerful; as long as they were strong enough to help him successfully advance to the Iron Dao Rank, he would be satisfied.
soon.
Six days have passed.
Zhang Lingshan has changed the metal he refines from black meteorite iron to white cloud steel. This is only because he has been holding back. Otherwise, a hundred pieces of black meteorite iron would not be enough to refine, and he could finish it in a day.
"The refining of dolomite steel requires a very low flame intensity; instead, it needs to be controlled at a precise temperature. Brother Shan, give me that dolomite steel, and I'll demonstrate it for you. You can get a feel for the temperature first, and then you'll be able to succeed directly without wasting time."
Wei Sheng said.
Zhang Lingshan asked in surprise, "You can do it like this? Won't handing it over to you violate the rules?"
Wei Sheng laughed and said, "There aren't that many rules. As long as we refine enough for them, it doesn't matter who refined it. This piece of Baiyun steel that I refined belongs to Brother Shan, and nobody cares."
Zhang Lingshan said, "According to what you're saying, when I first arrived, I handed over all the black meteorite iron to you for refining, and I handed it over in my furnace. We split the extra reward in half, wouldn't that have earned us a lot of Immortal Spirit Pills?"
"Uh."
Wei Sheng's face twitched, and he said with a wry smile, "Well, we can't be too unruly. Cheating like this will definitely get us caught. Besides, I don't have that kind of ability. Not everyone has a flame as strong as Brother Shan's. Hehe, never mind, I'm going to refine the white cloud steel first." (End of this chapter)