Chapter 67: Alchemy

Chapter 67 Alchemy

Half a month later, at eight o'clock in the morning at the capital airport.

"Dog, remember to call me often in the past, don't forget. Elder Sun took Uncle Chen's hand in the terminal and instructed.

"Brother Sun, definitely, anyway, now that there is WeChat, let's just video if we have nothing to do, there is no difference from being around. Uncle Chen nodded and said, his eyes revealing a feeling of loneliness, like seaweed floating in the sea.

"Grandpa, don't worry, now it's not like before, you can only send a telegram or write a letter, how convenient it is now, I didn't send a WeChat video, it's like being in front of me, it's very convenient. Sun Zhongnan saw that his grandfather was holding Grandpa Chen's hand and was reluctant, and said comfortingly.

"That's right, let's go, let's go, it's time. Sun Lao waved his hand and urged the three to say.

Huang Zhenghua, Zeng Tucheng, and Uncle Chen said goodbye to the Sun family who came to see them off, and walked towards the boarding gate, and Uncle Chen turned around in three steps.

"Uncle Chen, if you like it here, we can move back and live there. Huang Zhenghua saw that Uncle Chen was not in a good mood today, and he also knew that Uncle Chen had left the mainland and his homeland was inevitably a little depressed.

Chinese, especially older overseas Chinese, as long as they are old, they want to return to their hometowns, which is the kind of nostalgia for home and hometown flowing in the blood of Chinese people.

In the hearts of the older generation, hometown is the warm land in the heart, no matter where it is, hometown has always been the most concerned plane ticket in the heart.

Uncle Chen looked at the clouds floating outside the window and said: "To put it lightly, the current Chinese nationality is the most difficult to get, unlike country M, which is an immigration country, as long as you have money, our country is not an immigration country, let alone nationality, that is, the average number of green cards that can apply for a green card in China is only 600 per year, and the success rate is less than 1 percent, and the number of green cards issued by country M is 1 million a year, you want to come back, how can it be so easy?"

Uncle Chen originally wanted to stay in country M forever, but now that he has cultivated aura, he is already a cultivator of the first level of qi refining, and now Huang Zhenghua's cultivation in the past half month is also a cultivation of the fourth layer of qi refining, and now he no longer has to live a frightened and frightened life incognito.

Huang Zhenghua knew in his heart that Uncle Chen didn't dare before, but now it's different, if he can, Uncle Chen still likes to settle in the mainland more.

But he didn't tell Huang Zhenghuaming.

Because Huang Zhenghua was born in country M, he was born as a citizen of country M, and now the nationality of China is so difficult to enter, Uncle Chen didn't tell Huang Zhenghua.

"I am also a cultivator now, a talent, not to mention the evil things such as cultivation, but now my superb Chinese medicine skills are in line with the conditions in the talent introduction plan. Huang Zhenghua thought to himself.

Around 8 p.m., I arrived at the American villa.

There is no one at home for half a month, it looks quite deserted, and there is no popularity at all.

The two of them are okay, they are both cultivators, Zeng Tucheng is different, all of a sudden the biological clock is not reversed, and he goes home and falls asleep.

Huang Zhenghua returned to his room, closed the door, meditated, and practiced cross-legged.

A trace of spiritual energy was poured into the body until noon the next day.

"When!when!when!"

The sound of banging on the door sounded, and then Zeng Tucheng's voice was heard: "I said Brother Huang, you don't eat breakfast by yourself?"

"Whew!" Huang Zhenghua opened his eyes and let out a long breath of turbid air, and a spear of white refining gas shot out three meters long.

Fortunately, there are no others here, otherwise it would have scared a bad guy.

Sure enough, it is not as good as the Sun family compound in Yanjing, the aura here is too thin, and there is no change overnight.

As soon as the mental power gathered, the spiritual power of the whole body gathered to the palm of the right hand, the words were chanted in the mouth, the hands were compared in the void, and a golden flame appeared in the palm.

This is the second layer of the Ziyang True Monarch Technique, the Pure Yang Fireworks Technique, as the second layer of the Ziyang True Monarch Technique, the fourth layer of Qi refining realm can be used at the beginning.

The palm of the hand can instantly release a golden flame as hot as the sun, which can incinerate everything into ashes, and it is an invisible spell that kills people.

The golden flame, as hot as the inside of the sun, can incinerate everything in the world, and is a spell that kills people in the invisible.

The golden flames fluttered in Huang Zhenghua's palm, emitting a dazzling light, like the fire on the lighthouse on the shore in the dark night.

"It's amazing, it's like carrying a gas canister with you, and with this, you will have to carry some fire with you in the wild. Huang Zhenghua's eyes flashed with golden light.

"Why don't you feel hot? What's going on?" Huang Zhenghua wondered, then stretched forward with his left hand and sucked it up, placing it on the wall and sucking a metal ornament into his hand.

"Put it on and try it. Huang Zhenghua thought in his heart and threw the metal ornament in his hand into the flame in his hand.

I saw the metal ornaments thrown into the flames, just like foam thrown into the fire, and disappeared in an instant.

"It's sublimated and refined in an instant, this ...... It's also too strong. "Seeing that there is not even ballast left in the metal block," the melting temperature of iron is 1538 degrees, how high does this have to be? I dare not think that if you kill someone, this is not stronger than a crematorium, it is really a good helper to kill people and sell goods. ”

By the way, now that I've practiced the Pure Yang Fireworks Technique, is it possible to refine the elixir?

Try.

Huang Zhenghua thought about it, and moved out the precious Chinese medicine and bronze tripod that he had exchanged for the Doucai chicken bowl cup from the utility room inside.

"Try a small amount first. According to the prescription ratio left by the master, the pure yang fireworks technique was displayed, and the golden flame ignited in the right hand, which instantly wrapped the copper tripod, and I saw that the road patterns carved around the bronze tripod lit up, emitting a faint red light, like the steel wire on the electric furnace used before, burning the entire bronze tripod turned red, and the temperature became higher and higher.

"Fortunately, this villa is big and tall enough, if it is a narrow room, it will definitely burn down here. Huang Zhenghua looked at the area of the room and thought.

When the temperature of the bronze tripod continued to rise, the lid of the bronze tripod was opened, Huang Zhenghua tried to put a small amount of medicinal materials into it, and the casting speed was accelerated, and the flames became more and more vigorous.

The herbs instantly liquefied when they were placed inside, and then evaporated continuously, and finally a little pink liquid was left at the bottom of the furnace.

Then there was a burning smell in the room.

"Mushy?" There was no medicinal fragrance but a burning smell, Huang Zhenghua frowned, his palm flipped over, the lid opened, and six pills like black pearls jumped out of it.

Huang Zhenghua sucked in the palm of his hand, and six black pills came out on the palm of his hand and sniffed it.

"Scrap. "You don't have to try it, it's definitely not an elixir.

......

After continuous testing and refining about 20% of the medicinal materials, Huang Zhenghua finally smelled a fragrance.

The medicinal liquid in the bronze tripod continued to solidify, and finally formed ten golden pills.

"Close!" As Huang Zhenghua's voice fell, the lid of the furnace opened, and ten round pills the size of an adult's thumb jumped out of it.

"It's nothing, it's just a little fragrant. Huang Zhenghua looked at the elixir in his palm, which was pink and glowing.

"Try it?" Huang Zhenghua thought.

"Squeak!squeak!" I don't know when, a little guy figure appeared on the window, looking at the elixir in Huang Zhenghua's hand, his eyes showed a greedy light.

"Come here!" I'll test you on the medicine, Huang Zhenghua thought.

When the little guy heard Huang Zhenghua's words, he walked up to him excitedly standing in three steps and two steps.

"Here you go, delicious sweets. Huang Zhenghua threw one away.

It's not good to deceive children, what if you die of poison?

No matter what, dead friends don't die poor.

Huang Zhenghua thought about it, and looked at it, the little guy was puffing out his cheeks and chewing, looking very enjoyable.

"Delicious, isn't it?" asked Huang Zhenghua.

The little one nodded, tilted his neck and swallowed.