Chapter 37 Yipin Dan
Seeing that the other party had said this, Song Jie was naturally not polite and sat down directly.
He reached out to pick up the tea that Lin Youtian had just poured for him and took a sip.
“Good tea!”
In fact, Song Jie doesn’t know how to taste tea at all. No matter what kind of tea he drinks, it tastes the same.
However, when Song Jie drank this tea, he did feel that it was unusual.
As soon as the tea enters the mouth, one feels a warm current flowing through the esophagus, into the abdomen, and then leads to the limbs.
Vaguely, he felt that his spiritual power seemed to have improved slightly.
Such a change shocked him and he immediately poured all the tea in the cup into his mouth.
“Hahaha, it seems that fellow Taoist Song is also a tea lover.”
Lin Youtian smiled heartily and poured another drink for Song Jie.
“This tea is Yunxi Cuiming, one of the top ten famous teas in Yunmozhou. One pound costs a thousand spiritual stones.”
Hearing the price, Song Jie couldn’t help but clicked his tongue.
One kilogram costs a thousand spiritual stones…
He only has one hundred and fifty-three spiritual stones in total now.
He couldn’t even afford half a catty of Yunxi Cuiming.
In an instant, Song Jie felt the world was different.
He admits that poverty does limit his imagination.
Seeing the cup full of Yunxi Cuiming, Song Jie was not polite and immediately picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
One thousand spiritual stones per pound of tea is worthless if you don’t drink it.
After leaving this room, I don’t know when I will be able to drink it next time.
When Lin Youtian saw this, he laughed and didn’t mind, filling Song Jie’s glass again.
Song Jie was not in a hurry to drink this cup. It would not be good to overdo it.
Song Zhiqing on the side always had a faint smile on his lips and said:
“Fellow Daoist Song won first place in the competition this time. According to the rules of the competition, you can choose a first-grade elixir recipe.
“I wonder if Fellow Daoist Song has the first-grade elixir recipe you want?”
A trace of surprise flashed in Song Jie’s eyes, “Is it my choice?”
“Exactly.” Song Zhiqing nodded slightly.
As expected of the Alchemy Cauldron Sect, you can choose a first-grade elixir at will, which is really heroic.
Lin Youtian added from the side: “Fellow Daoist Song can think about it carefully and don’t worry.
“Even the disciples of the Alchemy Cauldron Sect can’t easily obtain a first-grade elixir recipe, and they need to exchange it with the sect’s contribution.
“So this opportunity is very rare for Fellow Daoist Song.”
Song Jie nodded, as if thinking, and inadvertently picked up the teacup again and drank it all in one gulp.
Seeing that Song Jie was temporarily undecided, Song Zhiqing added: “In addition to the first-grade elixir prescription, fellow Taoist Song has also been given the opportunity to join our Alchemy Cauldron Sect.
“I wonder if Fellow Daoist Song has any thoughts about joining the Alchemy Sect?”
Song Jie felt that he was a realistic person, so he went straight to the point: “How will you be treated after joining the Alchemy Sect?”
“It depends on the position held by Fellow Daoist Song. Different positions have different benefits.” Song Zhiqing patiently explained to Song Jie.
Song Jie nodded, expressing his understanding, and asked: “Dare to ask fellow Taoist Song, with my first place result, what position can I get by joining the Alchemy Sect?”
“The division of positions has nothing to do with the ranking in this competition, it is determined by spiritual roots and cultivation.
“And when you first enter the Alchemy Cauldron Sect, you can only be an outer disciple or a handyman disciple.
“If you want to be promoted, you need to obtain excellent results in the sect competition.”
Song Zhiqing and Lin Youtian were obviously stunned when they heard Song Jie’s five-attribute spiritual roots of wood, fire, earth, gold, and water.
None of them expected that the first place winner in this competition would actually be a monk with a five-attribute spiritual root.
Song Zhiqing looked embarrassed, thought for a moment, and said, “You can join the Danding Sect as a handyman disciple.
“It’s just that according to the sect’s regulations, handyman disciples with five-attribute spiritual roots cannot participate in the sect’s competition.
“If you want to be promoted to an outer disciple, the only way is to build a foundation.”
Good guy, this is a disciple who clearly doesn’t want to waste the sect’s resources on cultivating five-attribute spiritual roots.
Without the pouring of resources from the sect, it would be difficult for the handyman disciples with five-attribute spiritual roots to build a foundation, as if they were able to reach the sky.
As the name suggests, the handyman disciples are those who work as handymen in the sect. They are responsible for all the dirty work.
To put it nicely, he is a handyman disciple, but in fact he is just a cow and horse.
Many monks who aspire to the path of immortality are willing to be servant disciples just so that they can one day be promoted to outer disciples.
If he could be promoted to an outer disciple through the sect competition, Song Jie wouldn’t mind being a handyman disciple for a period of time.
After all, I have an attribute panel, so it shouldn’t be difficult to achieve excellent results in the sect competition.
But the Alchemy Sect has made it clear that it does not want disciples with five-attribute spiritual roots, so it has such a harsh condition of building a foundation to be promoted to an outer disciple.
Thinking of this, Song Jie made a decision in his heart.
Instead of working as a cow and horse in the Alchemy Sect, it would be better to be a casual cultivator and live happily.
Anyway, I have the attribute panel, so there should be no problem with foundation building.
Coupled with the fact that he gained a lot of reputation in this competition, he could live a comfortable life just by hanging around in Xinyuefang City.
After picking up the teacup and taking another sip, Song Jie said, “Two fellow Taoists, could I exchange the opportunity to join the Alchemy Sect for other rewards?”
Song Zhiqing and Lin Youtian looked at each other, then nodded and said, “You can change it to a first-grade elixir prescription.”
After hearing this, Song Jie started to think about it.
If you put it this way, you can get two first-grade elixir recipes, which is not bad.
Now that I have decided to continue to be a casual cultivator, my choice of first-grade elixir prescription will have to change.
I make a living by refining elixirs, and the elixirs I refine must have sufficient market demand, so that I can sell them quickly and earn spiritual stones.
Soon, Song Jie decided which two first-grade elixir recipes to choose.
Inadvertently, he picked up the tea cup again and drank it all in one gulp.
Then he stood up and bowed to the two true disciples of the Alchemy Sect.
“Thank you two fellow Taoists for clarifying my doubts. I have decided to exchange the opportunity of joining the Alchemy Sect with a first-grade alchemy recipe.”
Hearing Song Jie’s answer, neither Song Zhiqing nor Lin Youtian were surprised.
If a monk with a five-attribute spiritual root does not have enough resources to cultivate immortality, it is basically impossible to break through the foundation building period.
This is true even if he joins the Alchemy Sect and becomes a handyman disciple.
With Song Jie’s current reputation in Xinyuefang City, his alchemy skills are enough for him to marry several concubines and live happily every day.
Anyone who is not particularly obsessed with the path of immortality will make the same choice as Song Jie.
Song Zhiqing nodded and said: “I wonder which two first-grade elixir recipes Friend Song will choose? As long as Friend Daoist Song knows, I, the Alchemy Cauldron Sect, should be able to get it.”
This is the confidence of one of the five major sects in Yunmozhou.
Song Jie did not hesitate and expressed his choice.
“I want the Rejuvenation Pill and the Restoration Pill.”
Thanks for letting go of that old aunt’s monthly ticket~ Thank you, old man!
(End of chapter)