Chapter 12: The Alchemist
readx;? In the ancestral house, it was quiet for a few breaths, and then he squeezed out an ugly smile and said slowly: "Patriarch, this is not appropriate, right?"
Yang Guang couldn't help but blushed his neck and retorted fiercely: "No!
Before Yang Xiao could speak, a clansman on the side shouted: "Be bold, dare to be rude to the patriarch!"
Waving his hand slightly, he signaled calmness to the clansmen beside him, and then Yang Xiao smiled and said, "Why not? If you want the third courtyard, I will give the third courtyard to you." The second courtyard of the pen and the court www.biquge.info is where I live, and what to do with it is my own business. But you say, "Why not?" If you are right, I can do it to you. ”
A rhetorical question, but Yang Guang was stunned, stunned in place, unable to answer.
took a deep breath and said, "The patriarch misunderstood, Xiao'er didn't object, but I just felt that this move might damage the majesty of the patriarch." After all, there is no precedent for this in the clan. ”
"Oh, thank you both for your concern. Yang Xiao smiled faintly, "However, the second elder is wrong, there is no such precedent in the clan, the ancestor Yang Wenyan arranged his sister's family to live in the second courtyard, didn't the second elder forget?"
"This ......"
There was a sudden silence.
Not only **, but the rest of the tribe were also silent.
For more than ten years, they had almost forgotten that Lan Xianlong's wife and Lan Feng's mother were Yang Xiao's own sister.
If you want to blame Lan Xianlong for being too low-key, since Yang Tong died in childbirth, Lan Xianlong has never shown this level of identity, and his position as the third elder also relies on his own hard work, through countless merits, he was born hard, therefore, when more than ten years have passed, the years have passed, and the people of the Jiude clan have almost forgotten his identity and regarded him as an ordinary member of the collateral line.
For a while, everyone couldn't help but have a trace of admiration for Lan Xianlong in their hearts.
Ignoring the ** father and son, Yang Xiao had a faint smile on his face, and said to Lan Xianlong and Lan Feng: "You two go back and clean up, you can move over today." Courtyard 2 is big enough that there is no shortage of places for the two of you to live. ”
"Thank you, Patriarch. Nodding calmly at Yang Xiao, Lan Xianlong agreed in one bite.
And his tone, as calm as at the beginning, seemed to have no mood swings.
Lan Feng also said without humility or arrogance: "Thank you, Patriarch." ”
Moving his soft gaze to Lan Feng, Yang Xiao smiled lightly: "In the future, on formal occasions, you can call me the patriarch, but in private, I prefer you to call me uncle." ”
As he spoke, his gaze swept around, intentionally or unintentionally.
This sentence was not only for Lan Feng's father and son, but also for the surrounding clansmen.
In this sentence, it is obvious that he is close to Lan Feng's father and son.
In such a situation, those clansmen who are not very friendly to Lan Feng's father and son may be much more restrained, and they have to think carefully before speaking and doing things, otherwise, if they offend him, the patriarch, the consequences will be much more serious than offending the second elder.
"Patriarch, if nothing else, our father and son will take their leave. With a gloomy face, ** said expressionlessly.
There was no emotion in his tone, but the faintly blue face told everyone that he was probably not in a good mood.
If it is said that ** has a city government, it is difficult for people to see the emotions, then his son Yang Guang is a person who has no city government, and the unwillingness and resentment that appeared on the young face could not be more obvious.
After a while, there were only a few people left in the crowded ancestral house.
The important people all left the scene, leaving only a few clansmen to clean up the venue.
For an afternoon, Lan Feng and his son were packing up their belongings at home, throwing away all the worthless and useless things, and the rest of the items were bundled together and transported to the No. 2 courtyard through a solid wood cart.
It took a lot of effort, plus the help of a few clansmen, to pack up a lot of things.
In the evening, when the rest of the sunset shone on the young man's immature face, a little reluctance and self-deprecation were faintly visible.
Although he moved to the second courtyard, this is where Lan Feng grew up after all, and everything here is full of his sorrow and joy.
"Cousin Lan Feng, have you cleaned up?" Yang Xue's crisp voice came from a distance.
Immediately, a pair of broad palms gently patted his shoulder, and his father's voice came from his ears: "Let's go, I will have a chance to come back later." ”
Taking a deep breath and slowly retracting his nostalgic gaze, Lan Feng turned his head and nodded at his father, and then said to Yang Xue, who was walking in the distance: "Pack up, let's go." ”
The afterglow shone on the father and son, pulling out a long shadow, a little lonely and lonely.
A moment later, under the guidance of Yang Xue's girl, Lan Feng and his son moved into a new house.
Compared with the No. 3 Courtyard, the environment here is more tranquil, and the richness of the vitality is still above the No. 3 Courtyard, almost no less than the exclusive cultivation place by the Yushui River. The furniture in the house is complete, the furnishings are elegant and atmospheric, but not luxurious, and everywhere shows a restrained sense of dignity.
"After a tiring day, you should rest early. After a hurried dinner, Lan Xianlong waved his hand at Lan Feng and motioned for himself to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.
Without refusing his father's kindness, Lan Feng put down his work and walked into the bedroom.
What happened today really stimulated him, and the aggressive and provocative actions of the father and son made the young man angry.
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, it is an honor to be able to move into the No. 2 courtyard, but for the proud teenager, it deeply hurts the dignity in his bones.
Looking at the young man who was cultivating frantically without saying a word, the cadre machine spirit was both relieved and a little distressed.
He realized that he had to do something, otherwise, before the boy could grow up, he would be crushed by the pressure of the outside world.
Two hours later, the young man opened his eyes, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and ended this cultivation, the load on his body had reached the limit, and if he continued to cultivate like this, the gains outweighed the losses.
However, feeling the fullness of the dantian, the young man's eyes were full of energy.
After cultivating in the middle of the night, his cultivation was one step closer to the Yuan Qi Realm.
Cultivation can't replace sleeping, although Lan Feng is in high spirits, but there is a feeling of exhaustion in his body, his internal organs work for a long time, as if he is bearing a great load, and now that he has finished his cultivation, he should seize the time to rest, so that the various organs of his body can be relaxed.
Under the moonlight, the boy curled up in the futon, like a newborn baby.
Following.
After breakfast, Lan Feng was about to continue cultivating, but he was stopped by the cadre machine spirit.
Looking at the old man beside him suspiciously, Lan Feng didn't understand what the old man meant for a while.
"The way of cultivation needs to be relaxed, and there is a degree of relaxation. I have no objection to cultivating hard, but if you work too hard, in the long run, it will cause a great burden on your body, bury hidden dangers, and the gains outweigh the losses. The old man looked at Lan Feng lightly, his expression was extremely rare and serious, and although his tone was not harsh, it was mixed with a hint of majesty, which was irrefutable, "Besides, your cultivation method is too monotonous, and the effect is greatly reduced." ”
The corners of his lips pursed a touch of self-deprecation, and Lan Feng smiled bitterly: "Of course I know this truth, but ......"
The behavior of father and son caused him great stimulation and pressure.
"You've endured it for three years, do you still care about a little more time?" The old man didn't agree with the young man's defense, but his tone was still softer, he looked at the young man's immature face fixedly, and after a long time, he sighed leisurely, "Don't worry, as long as you are willing to listen to the old man, I can guarantee that your cultivation will only improve faster, at least, faster than your crazy cultivation." ”
Hearing this, the young man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really?"
The old man said leisurely: "Whether it's true or not, you will soon know." ”
"Okay, you say, what am I going to do?"
"Naturally, I went to get a set of forging tools first. ”
"What do you want that thing for? Learn to strike iron?"
"Attention, it's a refining weapon, not an iron!"
"Isn't refining a weapon just striking iron?"
"Don't talk nonsense, just do what the old man taught. Rolling his eyes, the old man was so angry that his beard was cocked, his eyes widened, and he urged impatiently.
With a sneer, the young man was defeated in the old man's eyes, so he had to obediently close his mouth.
Refining is a means unique to refiners.
And the refiners, as the name suggests, they can refine extremely powerful weapons, relying on the weapons refined by the refiners, it is not difficult to fight beyond the level. Any refiner, without exception, is frantically pursued and co-opted by all forces, and his status is extremely prominent and noble.
The reason why refiners have such status is naturally because of their scarce numbers and terrifying abilities.
If you want to become an alchemist, the conditions are extremely demanding.
First of all, it is necessary to have an extremely keen sense of perception in order to observe the texture of the material, its strengths and weaknesses, etc. Secondly, it is necessary to have a large enough dantian, because the refining process needs to be supported by a steady stream of vitality to promote the flames. Finally, the physique belongs to fire. Three conditions are indispensable. And these three conditions, any one of them, are extremely harsh, enough to keep most people out of the refiner's door, and the combination of the three conditions is even more outrageous.
Under all kinds of harsh conditions, people who are qualified to become refiners are naturally rare.
Scarcity is precious, and the scarcity of refiners has created a status that is almost deformed.
The other profession that is juxtaposed with it, the alchemist, is in much the same situation as the refiner.
Thinking of the harsh conditions of the refiner, Lan Feng gradually came back to his senses, his brows furrowed slightly, and asked, "Old man, if I'm not mistaken, my physique should be woody, right?"
The implication is that he does not meet the requirements to become a refiner.
For his own perception, he is still very confident, two lives, his soul strength, much stronger than ordinary peers, perception is naturally extremely terrifying, not to mention the dantian, I am afraid that the world will never find the second toxin dantian, it seems to be born for the sake of refining, not only the space is huge, but also always produces suction power, constantly replenishing itself, there is no need to worry about the problem of insufficient vitality.
He only met two of the three major conditions, the most basic physical attributes, but he didn't meet them.
"So, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. In the young man's puzzled gaze, the old man couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and slowly explained the reason, "Although the poison has caused you to experience three years of torture, but in these three years, it has also been transforming your body all the time. ”
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