Chapter Forty-Eight: True Qi is Fire

After three poles in the sun, Wang Yuan woke up, he was woken up by hunger, listening to a gurgling sound in his abdomen, and smiled bitterly: "Anyway, I also crossed the Bigu realm, and I am a cultivator in the blood refining stage, no, I actually ended up in such a mess." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Suddenly, I thought of something, hurriedly lifted the quilt and searched for it, and finally said angrily: "The old witch stole my night pearl while I was asleep, uncle!" ”

With nothing to do, Wang Yuan sat on the bed and picked up the mental method and began to cultivate, although the woman in the golden ring had to absorb power every day, but she couldn't stop cultivating.

"The old witch is in retreat, so she shouldn't be sucking my power." Wang Yuan muttered.

After the time of tea, Wang Yuan suddenly felt that his strength was slowly recovering, and his hunger was not so strong, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "The old witch really has no time to absorb it, and now the little master can finally use a little, otherwise he will have to shrink his head everywhere." ”

And at this moment, the golden ring glowed with a faint light, in addition to the original majestic power in the body, the power of cultivation disappeared wildly.

"Damn, old witch, you are insatiable, how much power do you have to absorb me before you want to stop." Wang Yuan was angry and felt too aggrieved.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and a voice like a silver bell asked, "Wang Yuan, are you awake?" ”

Wang Yuan stopped practicing, opened his eyes, and just saw Yan Qing coming in from the door.

She changed into a white dress today, like a narcissus, holy and pure, and the sunlight that came in obliquely from the outside shone on his delicate body, so that Wang Yuan did not dare to force his eyes.

"Hungry, get up and eat." The food in Yan Qing's basket was placed on the table, and the fragrance was immediately diffuse.

Wang Yuan's appetite was great, and he stepped over to the table and began his murderous eating method.

Yan Qing smiled and said, "You used to eat like this?" ”

Wang Yuan slowed down at this time, and said while eating: "Of course not, since the body strength was inexplicably imprisoned, it has only started like this, and the stomach digestion is too fast. ”

He still can't tell the woman in the golden ring, for fear that Yan Qing will tell Gu Zhong, so that he will use targeted methods to force the woman in the golden ring out, if this is the case, all these plans will be in vain, and he has no ability to change the situation.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a shadow flickering at the door, and saw Songming's little fart poking out half of his head and looking into the room.

Wang Yuan slammed the table and shouted, "Come in!" ”

"Ouch......" Songming's little fart suddenly fell on the threshold, his big eyes were full of fear, and he wanted to run away, but his legs were too strong, and his little face was so anxious that he wanted to cry.

Yan Qing glared at Wang Yuan, got up and walked to Song Ming's side to help him up, and said with a smile: "Song Ming, why are you here." ”

"Uncle asked me to call my sister over." Matsuaki sniffed and whispered.

Yan Qing touched his head dotingly, and said Yanran: "Sister knows, go over immediately." ”

Songming's little fart rolled his eyes, looked at Yan Qing, plucked up the courage to point at Wang Yuan, and said timidly: "Sister, he always murders me, you help me beat him." ”

"Okay." Yan Qing smiled like a flower, pulled up Song Ming, waved his small fist, and pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring.

Wang Yuan was amused by this little brat, calmly drank the last sip of hot, slapped the table with both hands, grabbed the big man Huo Ran and stood up, glared at Song Ming angrily, and shouted: "The little kid is tired of it." ”

Songming's little fart didn't stand firmly, sat on the ground with his butt, and then hurriedly got up, ran away without looking back, and came from afar: "Sister, you take it first, Songming will go and call his uncles and uncles to help." ”

"What a righteousness!" The two looked at Song Ming's back a little dumbfounded, crying and laughing.

Yan Qing cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table and smiled lightly: "I'm leaving." ”

Wang Yuan nodded, and asked again, "Can I go to the Danfang to practice?" ”

"If you have any questions, you can ask the seniors in the Danfang." Yan Qing smiled, lifted the bamboo basket, and left.

Wang Yuan was in a good mood and walked in the direction of the Danfang.

Today's weather is exceptionally clear, with a blue sky, and even the wind blowing over brings warm sun. Picking flowers is colorful, thousands of tender green willow branches are swaying in the wind, and the air is filled with an intoxicating aroma, refreshing people's hearts.

From a distance, I saw that Song Ming's little fart child really brought a lot of friends, and he walked all the way to his residence, and Song Ming ran in front of him and jumped up, very excited.

When a large number of little children came to Wang Yuan's house, Song Ming was stunned, snorted, and had the urge to cry.

"Songming, what about people." Xiao Bu, who was half a head younger than Song Ming, snorted milkily, rolled up his sleeves, and looked old-fashioned.

Song Ming said: "He was still here just now, why is he gone?" ”

"You're lying to us again." Another little bit was indignant and said, "Let's go, don't believe him, he always lied to us." ”

A large number of Songming's friends scattered violently, chasing each other and leaving, leaving him alone in the room.

"I really didn't lie to you." Song Ming's eyes were red, and he cried out with a "wow".

Wang Yuan came to a Dan room, and a thick aroma suddenly came to his nose, and he looked inside, and saw that the ram Cheng Fei was urging his true qi, fanning the fire, and was refining the pill.

After Wang Yuan stepped forward to explain his intention to an old man, he stood quietly, wanting to see how this alchemy was refined.

He was amazed to find that there was no firewood under the statue of the Ram Chengfei Alchemy, but a raging flame was ignited. After observing it for a while, his heart was shocked, and he had turned his true qi into a fire, controlling the temperature at will.

Ram Chengfei naturally saw his arrival, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a faint disdain, and with a muffled snort, the Danhuo was a little more filling, and he casually threw the medicinal herbs beside him into the dingzhong.

"With true qi as the fire, how much true qi does this have to consume?" Wang Yuan smacked his tongue, this alchemy was different from what he imagined, and it was really not a simple job.

It's not impossible to use ordinary fire to refine the elixir, but it's just an ordinary alchemy, and the temperature of the fire is difficult to control, so the effect of the elixir out of the pill is far less good than that refined with true qi.

True Qi is fire, refining elixir, this is a common way for cultivators. This kind of alchemy, the consumption of true qi is undoubtedly huge, and when alchemy, you must concentrate on gazing at the changes in the furnace and grasp the temperature, otherwise not only will you not be able to practice the pill, but you will also waste a huge amount of true qi in vain.

Therefore, an alchemist must have a strong True Qi strength and a strong physique to control all this.

I only heard the ram Chengfei burst out: "Dancheng, open the ding!" The raging flames were extinguished instantly, and with a "bang", the lid flew off, and a round pill fell on his palm.

"Please also evaluate Dan's results." Ram Chengfei handed the elixir to the old man, extremely confident.

The old man pinched the elixir, sniffed it a few more times, and said with a smile: "Yes, there is no flaw, a third-grade high-grade elixir." This elixir is temporarily placed in the pill room, and you can come and get it at any time. ”

Wang Yuan was shocked when he heard this, the third-grade high-grade elixir, he was actually so strong!

Ram Chengfei walked up to Wang Yuan, leaked out his white teeth, and said with a smile: "You also came here to practice?" But you have to work hard, my pill is just refining at will. ”

"The strength is not only a third-grade high-grade elixir."

Wang Yuan was shocked, he may have been in the late stage of the Jindan period, guessing in his heart.

"It's too late to regret it now, I won't embarrass you." Seeing Wang Yuan's stunned expression, Ram Chengfei's smile became even greater.

Wang Yuan smiled: "You are wrong, I just came to see if you can meet the requirements of becoming my opponent, and now it seems that you can, and it really didn't disappoint me." ”