Chapter Seventy-Three: The Last Time
After returning to his room alone, Zhang Xiaofeng directly took out the Qiankun Ding and placed it in the room. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Fortunately, this room is relatively large, and a big tripod is placed in it, but it doesn't have much support.
Since the Qiankun Ding recognized the master, the size of this tripod can also be controlled with Zhang Xiaofeng's thoughts, he wants to make it bigger and bigger, and smaller and smaller, the previous Qiankun Ding looked so small, or because of the relationship it has shrunk, and now the big tripod in front of it is its real appearance.
"Qiankun! Next, how can I refine this Vitality Pill? ”
After taking out the Qiankun Ding, Zhang Xiaofeng immediately shouted in his sea of knowledge, this Qiankun is the name of the Qiankun Ding Instrument Spirit.
After all, it is a machine spirit, and its name is naturally the name of Danding.
"If you want to refine the Vitality Pill, you must have medicinal materials that restore vitality, now that you have a thousand-year-old ginseng, it will be much easier, as for the next work, you can leave it to me, you just need to put these medicinal materials into my Qiankun Ding." Qiankun Ding Qi Ling said at this time.
"It's as simple as that?" Zhang Xiaofeng asked a little skeptically.
"It's that simple!" Qiankun Ding Qi Ling replied with great certainty.
"Good!"
After saying this, Zhang Xiaofeng put all the medicinal materials he wanted to use to refine the Vitality Pill into the Qiankun Ding, and at the same time transported the Dan Fire in his body to heat up the Qiankun Ding.
And as the temperature continued to rise, the medicinal materials in the Qiankun Ding gradually began to be refined.
If you use ordinary Danding for refining, the next step of sweating and forming needs to be completed by an alchemist.
But now that there is the existence of the Qiankun Ding Instrument Spirit, he doesn't have to do this step anymore, this step can be completed by this Instrument Spirit.
Then, Zhang Xiaofeng was idle and had nothing to do, since this was the case, why didn't he take this opportunity to practice well?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofeng cultivated directly, completely ignoring the situation in the Qiankun Ding.
Time passed minute by minute, a whole day has passed in the outside world, today is the deadline for three days, at this time, the hall of the Long family, many people are gathered here, their faces are very bad, in front of them is the old man Long whose face has become a little pale.
It is getting closer and closer to the three-day period, and his body is getting worse and worse, originally Long Zaitian wanted to go to Zhang Xiaofeng, but Zhang Xiaofeng was in the process of alchemy at this time, and he couldn't be disturbed at all, which made him not know what to do.
"Dad! We can't watch Grandpa just wait for death! Long Xueqing said unwillingly.
"But Dr. Zhang is still in the alchemy, we can't bother him at all, otherwise we will definitely lose our efforts."
Long Zaitian naturally wants Old Man Long to live longer, but he won't give up easily at the last moment, since Zhang Xiaofeng said that there is a way, he can only fight hard.
"Dad! Can Zhang Xiaofeng really save his grandfather? ”
Although Zhang Xiaofeng was found by her, she and Zhang Xiaofeng have not been together for a long time, and they do not know each other very well.
"Absolutely! Dr. Zhang's medical skills are indeed extraordinary, and ordinary doctors can be compared to him, if it weren't for him, your grandfather would have passed away a long time ago, and now it is a miracle to be able to delay it for three days, I hope he can continue to create miracles. ”
Although Long Zaitian said this, he also had some worries in his heart.
As for the other people present, they also had varying degrees of worry, after all, Old Man Long's status in this family was not comparable to ordinary people, even the current head of the family, Long Zaitian, could not be compared.
Once Old Man Long passes away, the status of the Long family among the eight major families in China will decline sharply, but this is not what they want to see.
The Long family is their foundation, if the Long family loses power, they will also lose power, then they will be severely hit in Kyoto whether it is their status or others.
Therefore, Old Man Long can't have anything to do, and the Long family can't have anything to do, otherwise what awaits them will be a ruthless blow from the other seven families.
"Don't act so serious, people always die, it's not easy for me to live for three more days, I will cherish this last moment, and I also believe that the Long family will be absolutely fine with you."
Old Man Long's words made the expressions of the people present even more solemn, and they were all thinking, can the Long family really be one of the eight major families in China without Old Man Long?
No one knew the answer, and no one said it clearly, because they couldn't imagine what life would be like without Old Man Long.
Time is like flowing water, and there is no return.
As time got closer and closer, Old Man Long's body became weaker and weaker.
With the sound of coughing, his expression began to gradually become lonely.
This night, no one slept, and they stared at Old Man Long, for fear that something would be in danger to him.
The final time has come as promised, and there are only thirty minutes left until the final moment.
At this time, Old Man Long's whole body had fallen on the sofa, but his eyes were still open, and he was unwilling, but he knew that he was finally going to die.
"Grandpa! Don't die! ”
Long Xueqing immediately cried.
This kind of emotion is contagious, there is a second person, there is a second person, there is a third person crying, and so on and so on, and all at once the whole room is crying.
Although Long Zaitian was very strong, his eyes had already begun to turn red, as if he had endured the sadness in them, so that they did not cry.
Seeing that there were only ten minutes left, Zhang Xiaofeng still did not appear, at this moment Long Zaitian was completely dead, as for the old man Long, he looked very peaceful, he smiled, used his last strength, and said intermittently: "You ...... You must ...... It must be ...... Make the dragon ...... The Long family has become more ...... Stronger...... Blooming ...... Get up! ”
"We will! Dad, don't worry! Long Zaitian nodded silently.
The other people around him also nodded at the same time, and the old man nodded with satisfaction, and then slowly closed his eyes, he felt that he was really tired and tired, as if he had a long sleep, maybe he was already in the underworld when he woke up again!
Seeing that Old Man Long slowly closed his eyes, Long Zaitian finally couldn't help crying: "Dad! ”
At this moment, everyone was in an atmosphere of sadness.
But at this moment, a voice broke the sad atmosphere.