"Boy, what the old man is refining now is a six-grade pill, called the Nine Xuan Han Marrow Pill."

"Before this, the old man had failed to refine dozens of times."

When he came to the center of the hall, Wu Xiu said to Chu Shaoyang: "Now that the Hanyu Immortal Grass has been obtained, the chance of success should be much greater. ”

"Elder, what does that require me to do?"

The other party doesn't fail, and it has nothing to do with his own half a dime, he is just here to help.

When the time comes, take the spirit stone and leave.

"To refine this pill, you need more than 190 kinds of elixirs, and you can help the old man deliver the elixir later."

Hearing this, Wu Xiu said.

As these words sounded, I saw that as soon as he stretched out his hand, a quaint purple small tripod instantly appeared in his hand.

"Ziding?"

Seeing this Xiao Ding, a look of surprise flashed in Chu Shaoyang's eyes.

At present, Ziding is already the best alchemy tripod in the Shenwu Continent.

The worst is Qingding, and the slightly better is Luding.

"Boy, have you ever seen this kind of ding?"

Hearing Chu Shaoyang's surprised voice, Wu Xiu looked at him and asked.

"I've heard it said."

After a little hesitation, Chu Shaoyang said.

He uses thunder in alchemy, so he doesn't have any alchemy dings, so naturally he has only heard of it and never seen it.

"Hmph, the old man said, you are not an alchemist, how can you have seen it."

With a soft snort, he retracted his gaze.

As soon as he raised his hand, a small wooden box flew out of the storage ring in his hand, and there were more than a hundred of them, all floating in the air.

On these small wooden boxes, there are words written on them, and if you look closely, you will find that these words are the names of elixirs.

"Boy, these are all the necessary elixirs for refining the Nine Xuan Cold Marrow Pill, and they are only enough to refine it twice."

"If it weren't for the fact that you couldn't open it casually, the old man wouldn't have asked you for help."

Looking at these small wooden boxes, he said endlessly: "Later, the old man will refine the pill, you only need to hand over the elixir." ”

"Okay."

Can you help deliver the elixir, this is simple, Chu Shaoyang replied directly.

Originally, alchemists did alchemy, and they were generally done independently.

But the other party may be worried that the elixir will be exposed to the air for too long, resulting in the loss of aura, so he asked him for help.

Hearing this, he didn't say much, sat down cross-legged at the moment, put the purple Xiaoding in front of him, and began to alchemy.

As soon as his palm approached the bottom of the purple ding, a red flame emerged.

With just a little effort, a white mist rose from inside the purple ding.

Seeing this scene, Wu Xiu stretched out his palm and said, "Boy, return Zhu Fengcao to Ganoderma lucidum and spinning top fruit...... To the old man. ”

Wu Xiu read out the names of more than a dozen elixirs at once, and if it was an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to remember it.

Fortunately, the martial artist has a very strong memory, and when he heard this, Chu Shaoyang's eyes swept in the air, and he reached out to grab it.

Soon, more than a dozen small boxes were caught in front of him.

The higher the level of the elixir, the more important the details of refining.

Therefore, Chu Shaoyang did not open all the small boxes in front of him.

Instead, according to the words of Wu Xiu, the elixir was handed to him in order.

And when he took the elixir, he saw that Wu Xiu exerted a slight force, and saw that the elixir handed to him instantly turned into powder or liquid, and was put into the alchemy furnace by him.

As the elixir was put into the alchemy furnace, a strong medicinal fragrance came from inside.

However, feeling this scene, Chu Shaoyang and Wuxiu were expressionless, one handed the elixir, and the other melted and put it.

In less than a few years, more than a hundred elixirs were put into place.

When there were only a few elixirs left, Chu Shaoyang suddenly stopped.

"Ice Crystal Grass!"

"Ice Crystal Grass ......"

Wu Xiu shouted a few times, but Chu Shaoyang didn't react, and it wasn't until a few breaths later that Chu Shaoyang's voice sounded.

"Elder, you have already added the cold jade fairy grass, if you add the ice crystal grass, it may be because the cold is too heavy, causing the elixir inside to be unable to decompose, once solidified, it may be fried because of uneven decomposition."

His eyes were staring endlessly, and Chu Shaoyang said.

"Too cold, fryer?"

Hearing this, Wu Xiu was stunned at first, and then turned his head to look at Chu Shaoyang with a puzzled expression: "Boy, do you know how to do alchemy?" ”

"I ...... No. ”

Chu Shaoyang originally wanted to say that he would, but when he thought that the other party might not believe it, he denied it.

After all, because of his young age, he said that he could do alchemy, and he was ridiculed more than once or twice.

"Since you won't, how do you know to fry?"

"For the sake of what you don't understand, the old man doesn't care about you, if you dare to talk nonsense, don't blame the old man for being polite."

Dozens of times in a row had already upset Wuxiu, and originally obtaining the Cold Jade Immortal Grass had greatly increased his confidence, but now Chu Shaoyang told him to fry, how could he believe it.

"Elder, if you have to let it go, the disciple won't stop it."

After opening the last few wooden boxes containing the elixir, Chu Shaoyang said: "Anyway, there are only a few elixirs left, you can put them yourself!" ”

"Although the disciple is not afraid of the explosion, he knows that he will be bombed, and he still has to wait for the bombing, and the disciple can't do it."

As these words sounded, Chu Shaoyang didn't wait for an endless answer, then put down the ice crystal grass and walked towards the door of the hall.

If he was injured by the alchemy furnace without knowing it, Chu Shaoyang would admit it.

But now, he knew that he would blow up the furnace, how could he still suffer this crime.

"Boy, you ......"

Seeing Chu Shaoyang like this, Wuxiu wanted to be angry, but when he saw that the pill was about to solidify, he endured it.

Picking up the ice crystal grass at the moment, he sneered while fusing it into the alchemy furnace: "Fryer? The old man can't even see the fryer, you have a ......."

"Boom!"

Just when Chu Shaoyang was about to walk out of the door, just when Wuxiu wanted to say that you are a hairy boy, what do you know, I saw the purple Xiaoding in front of him suddenly burst like a bomb.

Hearing the sound behind him, Chu Shaoyang sighed.

When he turned his head, he saw that Wuxiu's face was black, his hair was upside down, and he was spitting out a puff of green smoke at him.

That look is both infuriating and funny.

"They all said they were going to fry, but you just didn't believe it."

Looking at the endless, Chu Shaoyang looked helpless and spread his hands and said.

"Boy, how do you know you can fry?"

Staring at Chu Shaoyang, he asked in a cold voice, "Do you know how to do alchemy?" ”

Every time he had a hunch in the fryer before, he had a hunch more or less, but this time he didn't.

But the kid in front of him reminded him with a firm attitude that he could blow up the furnace, what does this mean, this shows that the other party knows alchemy better than him.

Hearing Wu Xiu's cold words, Chu Shaoyang knew that if he didn't admit it, then he might not be able to explain it.

At the moment, I had to nod and say, "A little." ”

"Will it be a little?"

Raising his eyebrows, Wu Xiu said with a look of disbelief: "If it is only a little, it is impossible to see that the six pindans will fry the furnace." ”

"Tell me, boy, what kind of alchemist are you?"

To measure how high a person's alchemy strength is, it depends on how many alchemists he is.

"It's barely six grades!"

A faint voice spit out from Chu Shaoyang's mouth, but it made Wuxiu's eyes widen.

Barely counted as six grades?

How old is the other party, he is not even twenty years old, and he is a six-grade alchemist?

Wu Hang didn't believe it at all.

(End of chapter)