Chapter Forty-Eight: The Nine Pattern Ding
Seeing that Fang Yi didn't speak, Mo Xuan directly took out a Qiankun bag and threw it to Fang Yi: "There are ten Qi Nourishing Pill materials in here, give you half a day, and give me eight Qi Nourishing Pills before dinner at night." β
It turned out that he wanted to refine the pill by himself, Fang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, took the Qiankun bag, Fang Yi suddenly asked, "Elder, I don't know where the medicine tripod is?" β
Mo Xu's hand holding the teacup trembled: "You don't have a medicine tripod?" β
Fang Yi's face flushed, and he shook his head, of course he has the medicine tripod, but he can't see the light, if Zhong Yong is right with him, the desolate ding in Fang Yi's backpack is the one that was lost a hundred years ago and sealed with a remnant soul of the demon king, and the mysterious black shadow in the desolate tripod should be the legendary remnant soul of the demon king.
Not to mention taking it out for alchemy, even if it was put in his backpack, Fang Yi felt a little frightened.
Mo Xuan shook his head helplessly, and took out a bronze Dan Ding from a Qiankun bag, this Ding is slightly larger than the Huang Ding, Mo Xuan looks like it has no weight in his hand, but when he puts it on the ground, it makes a loud bang, the ground shakes, Fang Yi's eyelids jump, this Ding is estimated to be no less than a thousand catties.
"Take it."
Seeing the desert and the wind sipping the fragrant tea, Fang Yi scolded in his heart, can't this old thing give him the Qiankun bag directly?
I lost a discernment technique first, and I don't know what grade this Danding that the second elder of the Qingxu Sect casually dropped.
γNine Pattern Dingγ
Grade: Gold
Attack: 100
Defense: 130
Effect: 5% increase in the rate of Chengdan
It's just the Danding of the Golden Weapon, Fang Yi is a little disdainful, although the Wild Ding can't see the attributes, but it can kill the Black Tiger Spirit in a few clicks, and this attack power is far away from the Nine Pattern Ding for several streets. However, having a tripod is better than not having a tripod, this world even treats the yellow-level pill as a treasure, and the gold-level equipment should also be regarded as a small superlative, and it can no longer be viewed with the eyes of the game in the previous life.
In front of Mo Xu, Fang Yi naturally couldn't put this Nine Pattern Ding in his backpack, but he didn't have a Qiankun bag, and the Qiankun bag that Mo Xu gave him to store medicinal herbs had very little space, and he couldn't fit this person-tall giant ding.
There was no way, Fang Yi gritted his teeth, his spiritual power ran in his arms, and he moved up with two dingzu.
Even if he was running his spiritual power, this Nine-Pattern Ding still made Fang Yi's face pale, and it was too heavy!
Turning around with difficulty, Fang Yi said intermittently: "That elder...... I'll go first...... Alchemy. β
Behind him, Mo Xuan held the tea cup, dumbfounded, doesn't this kid even have a Qiankun bag that can hold this tripod?
Fang Yi walked out of the room step by step, shook his head indifferently and smiled bitterly: "Where did this kid come from?" Huang Yaoshi, I really haven't heard of it, but in the middle stage of qi refining, he has such attainments above the Dan Dao, and it seems that he has recruited a good seedling. β
Carrying Ding out of the house, Fang Yi was dumbfounded again, there are only a few rooms in this Dan Valley, and the doors are all closed, where to go to alchemy?
Look at the sun, it's almost evening, before dinner, you have to practice the Qi Nourishing Pill, listen to the meaning of Moxu, if you can't practice, it is estimated that dinner will be suspended, no way, inexplicably caught by Moxu to Dangu, and inexplicably let him alchemy, Fang Yi can't figure out what this old man wants to do, does he just want to see his alchemy level?
Finding a dirt slope that could be reached by sunlight, Fang Yi put down the Nine Pattern Ding, and when he came out of the house carrying the Ding, Fang Yi attracted the attention of the other disciples in this Dan Valley, looking at Fang Yi like a monster one by one.
Fang Yi's face burned a little, and the group of birdmen whispered that they must be laughing at his current embarrassed appearance.
However, Fang Yi didn't expect that the few whispering disciples were not laughing at him, but discussing how Fang Yi did it.
A disciple whispered to the person next to him: "This kid was brought back by the master, it seems that he is a disciple who participated in this Ask Immortals Conference." β
The man next to him said: "The master actually gave him all the Nine Pattern Ding, it won't be because he wants to accept him as a closed disciple." β
"Master, this nine-pattern tripod is made of Xuanjin cold iron, weighing thousands of catties, how can he move it?"
"Look at what he wants to do, it can't be alchemy, right?"
Ignoring those onlookers, Fang Yi put down the Nine Pattern Ding, and just wanted to pour the materials into the Ding, only then did he remember that this was not a wasted Ding, there was no fireless effect, and he had to go to find wood.
After turning around and not finding the pyre, Fang Yi was thin-skinned, and he didn't want to ask those onlookers where the firewood was, and when he saw a dead tree not far away, Fang Yi simply held the Qingxu Xuantie Sword and cut down the dead tree in three or two strokes.
Although it was a dead tree, Fang Yi was very strange about what kind of species this tree was when it was alive, it was obviously cracked, but the trunk was still as hard as iron, and it was cut off after cutting and bending the Qingxu Xuantie Sword.
However, the wood is hard and burn-resistant, and Fang Yi of the province has been looking for firewood.
Fang Yi was cutting down the tree like this, but the few onlookers not far away had their facial features twitched together.
"He put ......"
"He put ......"
"He cut down the master's nine-turn immortal tea tree......"
It took three people to finish a sentence, and after speaking, the three disciples looked at each other: "Do you want to tell Shizun?" β
"You go, this tea tree is the lifeblood of the master, so I won't go."
"Then don't go, we just don't see it."
"yes, I didn't see it!"
Using his spiritual power, Fang Yi cut down this hard dead tree into chopping wood, and was already sweating profusely after finishing his work, he glanced at the Qingxu disciples who were still watching in the distance, the more he looked at these people, the more sneaky he felt, and secretly scolded a nervous disorder, Fang Yi lit the chopping wood under the Nine Pattern Ding.
When the onlookers saw Fang Yi looking at them, they shifted their eyes one after another, chatting about the sky, this one said that the weather was good, and the other said that the moon was really round, lest Fang Yi call over to help.
The flames burned, and there was a faint fragrance in the smoke, and he didn't know what kind of tree this was, Fang Yi felt a little magical.
In the alchemy of the Eight Classics, Fang Yi has no experience, in the game alchemy only needs to have a Danding, and then prepare the materials to select the refining and it's over, coming to this world, Fang Yi's alchemy with a game system is actually similar to the game, but there is an additional process of making a fire and putting materials into the medicine tripod.
There are no requirements for primary pills, no different from boiling water, as long as spiritual power is injected into the medicine pod, so that the liquid medicine can be condensed into a pill.
Fang Yi glanced at the time, it was estimated that there were still two hours before it got dark, it would take an hour and a half to refine a furnace of Qi Nourishing Pill, and when Fang Yi helped Han cultivate in the Black Mountain Ruins, there were only three materials, but the size of the Wild Ding could accommodate ten materials to be refined at the same time, this Nine Pattern Ding was larger than the Yellow Ding, and ten materials were obviously more than enough.
Fang Yi opened the Qiankun bag, there were no more, no less, ten Qi Nourishing Pill materials in it, the old man only asked him to refine eight Qi Condensing Pills, Fang Yi didn't know how to deliberately destroy two in the process of refining, so he simply took out eight materials, Qi Nourishing Pill, a yellow-level low-grade pill, Fang Yi's skill column showed that the success rate was 100%.
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