"This ......"

"The pressure cooker is all on the table, and you say you're not cooking?

The fat man couldn't understand it.

Alchemy is such a thing, the fat man has heard of it, whether it is made up in the novel or seen with his own eyes in reality, alchemy is a very sacred thing.

Concentrate on controlling the formation of the pill in the single furnace, this is the attitude that an alchemist should have.

Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light flashed, and the fat man patted his head fiercely: "I know, Brother Ning, what you mean is that cultivators should not stick to small sections, as long as they can achieve their goals, no matter what means they can use!"

Ning Cheng originally thought that the fat man would come to a conclusion that made people laugh and cry, but this time, what the fat man said really made some sense, so he nodded: "Sometimes, people can do whatever it takes for the sake of the end, whether it is an ordinary person or a cultivator. ”

Originally, Ning Cheng just sighed casually, he returned to the earth by any means, so he was deeply touched by the fat man's words.

But when he finished speaking, he heard a hurried sound of pen dropping.

Looking back, the fat man was holding a small book in one hand and writing hard in the other!

Ning Cheng shook his head, since the fat man likes this, then let him go, even if he really comes to any inhuman conclusions, when the time comes, he will never admit it.

The light blue fire rose at the bottom of the pressure cooker, Ning Cheng poured a bowl of water casually, cleaned the medicinal herbs on the faucet, and then threw it into the pot and covered the pressure cooker.

"Let's go, I want to watch TV for a while. ”

The fat man, who was still holding a small notebook, was instantly stunned when he heard this.

Watching TV?

Others were all guarding the side of the Dan furnace for fear that something would go wrong.

But you're fine, it's like a stew, and you still have to watch TV?

"Brother Ning, you're not kidding. ”

The fat man's laughter was a little embarrassing, which was too far from what he expected!

No matter what he thought, Ning Cheng was really gone.

I turned on the TV, leaned back on the sofa, and stretched out comfortably. Watching those cartoon characters on TV playing childish games, his expression seems to be getting better!

"Brother Ning......"

The fat man looked at Ning Cheng's actions, and suddenly felt that his three views had been completely destroyed.

What should a cultivator be like?

Ning Cheng actually just rose suddenly, Yan'er likes to watch cartoons, and he also wants to know about it, so he thinks about watching TV.

As for the pill in the pressure cooker, it is controlled by divine thoughts, and there will be no problems.

"This ......"

Seeing that Ning Cheng was gradually fascinated by watching the cartoon, the fat man took out a small notebook again, hesitated, but recorded it carefully:

Alchemy experience:

Add a bowl of water to the pressure cooker, wash the herbs, throw it in, boil over high heat, and then, watch cartoons?

The question mark was smeared over and over again, and a big question rose in the fat man's heart.

"No matter how strong Brother Ning is, he is so casual, can he really refine the elixir?"

The fat man was in the house, and he didn't notice the change in Huacheng.

The originally quiet sky was gradually dominated by dark clouds, and the cold wind swept by, and the pedestrians looked hurried.

In the Harmony Tavern, a group of people looked at the scenery outside and talked with some concern.

"Today's weather is a bit weird, such a big battle, it looks like it's going to rain hard, and there is no reason not to mention the weather forecast. ”

"It's almost winter, and it's raining heavily. ”

"You're so strange, so you say, it's not going to rain, what is it?"

The man took a slow sip of wine, then lowered his voice, and pretended to say two words calmly: "Tribulation!"

……

Hearing these endless discussions, Hu Xingtian felt irritable, slapped the table fiercely, and scolded: "When it rains, go back to collect your clothes! Don't delay the uncle to drink! ”

Seeing Tiger Xingtian's swaying steps and his face flushed, several people just thought they had met a drunken maniac, looked at each other, and moved away.

In the birch city, which was gradually suppressed by the black clouds, a strong light flashed away, and then there were bursts of thunder.

There was a thunderstorm, which made Tiger Xingtian lose his sense of alcohol in an instant, rubbing his face that was still a little numb, he looked at the vision of the sky blankly, and his eyes widened: "Thunder Tribulation, the vision that only occurs when a cultivator is promoted, how can it appear in Birch City? No, I have to go and see!"

Dropping this sentence, Tiger Xingtian rushed to the direction he had seen before.

If he wasn't dazzled, then the thunder and lightning that fell in front of him before, he wanted to see who could cause the thunderstorm!

However, he was a step slower after all, and outside the door of Ning Cheng's house, he had already been surrounded by the Zhuge family and the Han family, and no one was allowed to enter.

Seeing this scene, the tiger torture genius was stunned.

"It turned out to be people from the Zhuge family and the Han family, no wonder it can attract thunder tribulation. ”

There was speculation about the incident, but Tiger Xingtian was unwilling to leave.

A few days ago, it was rumored that there was a baptism of heaven and earth in Huacheng, and today there was a thunderstorm, which suddenly aroused his curiosity.

Also aroused his curiosity was Xu Fengqing, the head of the Xu family, who came earlier than Tiger Xingtian and knew better what had happened before.

"Second Elder, did you see it clearly just now?" Xu Fengqing asked a person beside him.

"No, the head of the family. ”

"What the hell is this, that even the Thunder Tribulation can't shake?"

……

It was only after the Xuantian Blood Array completely neutralized the power of the Thunder Tribulation that Ning Cheng stood up from the TV, uncovered the pressure cooker that was still hot, and fanned off the steaming water vapor with his hand, then looked at the bottom of the pot.

Three incomparably round elixirs lay there quietly.

"The condition is okay, it seems that the pressure cooker and the Dan stove have the same magic. ”

Ning Cheng concluded.

As for the problem of condensing pill failure, which is common to alchemists, he didn't think about it at all.

Operated by the Blood Demon Emperor himself, coupled with the Xuantian Blood Array fighting against the Thunder Tribulation, it can be said that refining the pill is almost inevitable.

This pill is called Tianxuan Pill, although the name is high-end, but Ning Cheng knows that it is essentially a solid qi pill. It's just that because of the addition of some scarce medicinal materials, the medicinal effect is more significant, and the most important thing is that there are no side effects.

It is a medicine that is three parts poisonous.

The pill is no exception, and the most talked about thing about the Tianxuan Pill by the people of the fairy world is that it has no side effects at all.

As long as the family has enough money, you can even eat Tianxuan Dan as white rice!

"You can refine a little more, and go back and give it to Yan'er as a snack. ”

Ning Cheng threw one in his mouth and chewed it directly, listening to the crisp sound of rattling, it was very comfortable.

Seeing that Ning Cheng ate the second and third pills without hesitation, the fat man's heart was dripping blood.

This is a medicinal herb that I finally got from the Wang family, and the pill that was refined into it, I actually ate it like this?

"Not sweet enough. ”

The fat man had already given up thinking, and all his expectations for cultivators were in the midst of collapse, and Mu Ne replied with one word: "Huh?"

"I said, it's not sweet enough. ”