Finally, Jiang Changan admitted defeat, his face relaxed, and he took out a set of his usual clothes from the storage bag and put them on the little beggar's body.

"Remember to pay it back. ”

Ruoruo nodded stupidly.

"Brother Hua, look, the leaves on this tree have fallen. ”

"In autumn, the leaves have to fall back to their roots, because they have to survive the harsh winter, so the big trees have to temporarily unload these rough branches, and when they wait until next spring, they will ......."

"It's going to come back to life!" Ruoruo said happily.

"Heh, that's not a resurrection, at most it's a dead wood in spring......" Jiang Changan said the last four words, a thought seemed to flash in his mind, flashed, and said excitedly: "Dead wood in spring, yes! Ruoruo, you are so smart!"

Jiang Changan hugged the little girl tightly in his arms, full of joy!

The latter hadn't figured out what was going on, but when he saw Brother Hua so happy, he couldn't stop laughing stupidly.

Jiang Changan ran back to the dormitory arranged by the Qinglian Sect, sat cross-legged on the soft couch, and placed three branches in front of him, all of which were the thickness of his wrists.

This is when he walked through the forest just now, he specially took three different branches, the first of which was a section that had been broken by heavy rain and thunder a few days ago, and it was black and had become charcoal.

The second is a normal branch that has grown new branches and is full of life.

The third one is very strange, a dead wood, it seems that there is only one breath left, I am afraid that it will not survive this winter, and even if it is put into next year, it is estimated that it will not be able to bloom young shoots.

"If I were to be told directly how to use this furnace, I would have to spend so much thought. Jiang Changan complained.

At the same time, he sprinkled the white powder from the stove on the first branch.

As soon as the powder touched the charred black wood, each grain of powder seemed to come to life, and one by one it was connected in series into the cracks of the wood block and penetrated into the bones.

After waiting for a cup of tea, Jiang Changan's eyes didn't dare to blink, but the wooden block still didn't have any reaction after all.

Jiang Changan paid attention to the second normal wood again, and followed the steps just now, and the result was still the same, the new green shoots on the branches were not affected in any way.

Jiang Changan took a deep breath nervously and poured all the remaining powder on top of the last dead wood.

The wind outside the house didn't know when it stopped, as if I knew that it was a critical moment, and the silence was like a hollow.

The milky white powder penetrated into it like the first two times, and there was no reaction.

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much? The furnace ash of the Dragon Pattern Ding really doesn't have this kind of power?" Jiang Changan said unwillingly.

At this moment, the surface of the dead wood turned a mild green, symbolizing the green of life.

The withering on it gradually faded, replaced by the normal bark lines, and then a young sprout the size of a mung bean came out of it, and it came to life!

"Dead wood in spring!

"This is the real use of furnace ash, far from being as simple as healing wounds!" Jiang Changan was excited.

Testing the first twig showed that the powder was not able to bring the powder back to life, and the second twig showed that it was not ripe, and now, it has really proved that its real effect is dead wood spring.

At least Jiang Changan had never heard of it, and it could be said that his acting ability was only lower than that of resurrecting the dead.

Fetish!

It's a fetish!

You must know that the things that have been handed down from ancient times are intact and undamaged, especially in terms of medicinal materials, the spiritual power between heaven and earth has become thinner, so those medicinal materials that have been passed down are the result of being greatly weakened.

There are many medicinal materials that are difficult to find, resulting in the inability to practice the Danfang thousands of years ago, and can only use medicinal materials with inferior medicinal effects to barely top, even if Jiang Chang'an has such a divine object as the Flood Desolation Realm, this is unavoidable.

Therefore, the pills cultivated are also greatly discounted compared to thousands of years ago, and the status of alchemists has also plummeted.

This is why when an ancient tomb was opened, when people rushed in, the first thing they looked for was not the magic weapon cheats, let alone gold and silver treasures, but the elixir that could change your qualifications in one day!

Just imagine, Jiang Changan only needs to find some stumps left over from ancient times, even stumps that are older than the era of the flood and famine, or some medicines that have been sealed for a long time, which may be worthless garbage in the eyes of others.

But as long as there is still one breath left, he will be able to use the dragon pattern furnace tripod to turn waste into treasure and raise a large part of the ancient medicinal materials.

If he is planted in the natural breeding ground of the Flood Desolation Realm, then there will be an inexhaustible supply of medicinal materials, and he will be the richest alchemist in the entire Xia Zhou Kingdom and the entire Shenggu Shenzhou!

......

Early the next morning, which was also the first class, Jiang Changan came to the Huangzihao Academy early.

The clothing of the disciples of the Qinglian Sect is roughly divided into four types of symbols, the disciples of the Tianzi Academy are gold-embroidered robes, the Dizi Academy is a silver-threaded robe, the Xuanzi Academy is a black caftan and the Yellow Academy is the lowest-level white.

Jiang Changan looked at the white-clothed disciples in the audience, who were probably fifteen or sixteen years old, and the disciples in the audience stared at Jiang Changan with expectant and curious eyes.

"It's ...... A new disciple?" someone asked in a whisper.

Some disciples who knew some of the reasons conveyed to each other: "Hey, you don't know, this guy is a gentleman who just came, and he just made a big fuss about Zixia Pavilion yesterday." ”

"Impossible, it's too young!"

"Yes, yes, I heard that he also seriously injured the deputy sect master, and openly kissed the sect master, and then the sect master responded in front of everyone, the playboy of the great elder knew it, he was beaten by him, and the great elder sued the library, and as a result, this gentleman was angry with the library, and now it is still fine. ”

"Nonsense, I heard that it was the Sect Master who later had a secret tryst with him in the Library Pavilion. Yesterday, I also taught the arrogant Liu Wenwen a lesson, and now the people of our academy can also freely stage martial arts exercises. ”

"Damn, this is too good, dare to pull the beard of that tigress and Liu Wenwen, is it really fake?"

"Believe it or not, but look at him is quite handsome and heroic, if it were me, I would like to. ”

"Cut, people can look up to you?"

......

There are only a dozen so-called full disciples, all of whom are disciples who are unconscious in the sect and have no family background.

Jiang Changan was sweating profusely when he heard it in the front desk, and it was only a day to spread the word.

"Ahem, be quiet, there are people here who know me and those who don't know me, here I will reintroduce myself, my name is Jiang Chang'an, I will be responsible for teaching your alchemy from today onwards, and those who are interested in the art of the spirit can also come and ask me." I don't know if you still have any questions?" Jiang Changan said with a glance.

"Mr. Jiang, I want to ask what alchemy is, or do you know what alchemy is?" asked the previous disciple, looking abrupt in the noise.

Looking at the disciples, many of the disciples were a little more excited in their eyes, and even the few who were sleeping in the back row were sitting in order.

It's interesting.

Bai Qiong hates Mr., especially a serious gentleman like Jiang Changan.

At the same time, he is also a straight-talking rectum and a notoriously prickly head.

At the beginning, because he said a few mistakes in the hall, he was originally in the Xuanzi Academy, and he was punished to the yellow number.

Because of this, he hates some gentlemen who don't do practical things in vain, and it is not difficult to explain the arrogant posture in his tone.

"Don't you all know?" Jiang Changan asked everyone puzzled.

The alchemy technique takes three years to learn, and according to common sense, this class of disciples should have been practicing the introductory alchemy method for a year, and there should be no such low-level problems.

The disciples shook their heads, while others forced a smile.

Jiang Changan understood, and together they came to find fault.

Jiang Changan was not angry, but patiently explained: "The so-called alchemy is actually to practice some rare treasures into a state that a person can bear, and after eating, there are great benefits, alchemy is mainly divided into five steps: adjusting medicine, collecting medicine, sealing the furnace, refining medicine, and stopping the fire. It is based on the Buddhist scriptures that "harmony and condensation determine achievement". Harmony is also ...... when the two are one."

"Do you understand now?"

A group of people shook their heads in unison as if they had discussed it.

Still don't understand?

"Sir, we don't understand, we really don't understand at all. Bai Qiong said slowly, a little proud.

"Then I'll say it again, you listened carefully this time. Jiang Changan smiled: "The so-called art of the spirit is nothing more than ......."

At this moment, a disciple hurriedly ran over and shouted, "Sir, sir, Hulai in your courtyard has been beaten again!"

Why does this name sound so familiar?

......