Chapter 65

As an alchemist

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"What's that?"

Jiang Heng asked, and Nangong Beauty replied: "A silver-patterned seventh-grade alchemy furnace!"

Jiang Heng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'm not an alchemist!"

"I know!" Nangong Beauty smiled: "But Old Man He firmly believes that you will be interested in this thing!"

Jiang Heng said: "Maybe......"

"This auction is more than that treasure, when the time comes, all the major forces in Qingyan City will participate, and even some elders of the Qingyan Ancient Sect seem to have passed!" Nangong Jiaren said: "I think the Qingyan Ancient Sect is here, and you Qingyan Sect have not been invited, won't you give you the face of the leader!

"It's a lot of face!" Jiang Heng said: "It seems that I still have to take the time to return it!"

"If you can come, you can return it!" Nangong Beauty got up and immediately walked towards the outside of the Taoist temple: "Ten days later, my Shicheng Chamber of Commerce is waiting for you!"

After sending the woman away, Jiang Heng turned around and returned to the Taoist temple.

[The level division of treasures in this world is all the same way. 】

[Swords and weapons are divided by material, from iron, blue, silver, to gold...... Wait. 】

[The alchemy furnace is divided into lines formed when the furnace is completed, followed by iron grain, blue grain, silver pattern, and gold pattern..... Wait. 】

"Silver-veined seven-grade alchemy furnace?"

Jiang Heng said to himself: "The level is not low!"

"Seven silver stripes, hum ......"

As expected, the old ghost once again expressed his disdain.

The old ghost who had returned from the Futu Seven Realms had been entangled in who had summoned Jiang Heng, so he didn't waste too much time laughing at Jiang Heng's short-sighted gaze.

There are still ten days left until the auction...... I heard that there are still a lot of treasures in the auction.

If you meet someone you like, Jiang Heng obviously won't miss it at will!

Therefore, his mind was on the old ghost, begging him to casually refine a few miscellaneous pills and sell them for money, so that he could have enough funds in advance at the auction.

This time, the old ghost didn't put on a show, but he had one request—that is, to use the medicine he had grown.

"Huh!"

Thinking that this medicinal field had been irrigated by some kind of natural fertilizer on his body, Jiang Heng couldn't help but curse twice in his heart, and the old ghost was a little yin.

He even felt that he didn't need to pee from the beginning of the medicine, and the reason why he let him do this, Bacheng was to be idle and bored to fight himself to make him happy, and then he was also prepared for this kind of thing at this moment.

thought of the scene when those so-called big power people unfortunately photographed their pills and took them again.

Jiang Heng also had a bad smile in his heart.

Ten days, three days passed quickly.

In the past three days, Jiang Heng has not only continued to grow medicines, but also stabilized himself as a cultivator who had just been promoted to the Martial Realm Cultivation. It is to learn some basic alchemy knowledge from the old ghost.....

However, the knowledge mastered by the old ghost is very different from the orthodox alchemy inheritance that is circulating in the market.

For example, he would even mix the medicines with the attributes of restraint recorded in the orthodox lineage to refine them.

It is recorded in the book that the medicine refined in this way is not only ineffective, but may be highly toxic.

But it turned out that the book was wrong......

Only the "Flower Night Grass" and "Hundred Bitter Orchid" in the courtyard are examples, and the book records that the result of the combination of these two substances is highly poisonous.

It turned out that Jiang Heng, who was a beginner in refining medicine, just mixed the two grasses together and accidentally poisoned a second-order and fourth-order demon beast.

But after these two flavors of medicine were handed over to the old ghost, I don't know what method he used, the pill refining was only, but the pure qi was enough to shock people's hearts.

Jiang Heng was puzzled: "What is the reason?"

"Because of the method!" the old ghost said, "It is recorded in the book that after ninety-nine attempts, it was determined that the combination of the two herbs was poison, but this king made the hundredth attempt, and the result is ...... now."

"This time alone, the gap is like a world of earth!" Jiang Heng exclaimed with the refined elixir.

A strong wind passed, and the elixir was crushed into powder by the old ghost and dispersed with the wind.

For the pills that he is not satisfied with, he generally does this. Unless it's going to be sold to some fool......

The old ghost told Jiang Heng: "So, why do so many of you Terrans encounter bottlenecks in the realm of their respective realms, and some even stagnate for a lifetime. That is because you rely too much on your so-called books, so-called traditions, and conformism is the most serious obstacle to the path. If you want to learn the real alchemist, if you want to become an alchemist, you have to be like this king, put aside the so-called worldly treaties, and take the path they never dared to take!"

In this regard, Jiang Heng nodded silently.

He agrees with the old ghost's remarks, and is willing to carry them out.

When he slapped the medicine residue in his hand and turned around to go to the medicine garden to study those herbs again.

A low breath suddenly entered Jiang Heng's perception range, and the old ghost had already noticed this breath.

"It's a Zen Martial Realm level character!"

Zen Martial Realm?

It turned out to be at the level of the Zen Martial Realm?

The characters in the entire Qingyan Mountain Range who can have the strength of the Zen Martial Realm are except for the madman Lu Dang of Sunset Peak, that is-Qingyan Ancient School!

Jiang Heng turned around and looked in the direction of the Qingyan Mountain Gate in the distance:

Could it be ...... Be......

.......

That aura approached very slowly, giving Jiang Liu'er and Duanmu enough time to gather around Jiang Heng after noticing.

The three of them stood in front of the Taoist temple gate, looking at the only way up the mountain.

"Master, this aura won't be the ...... the elders of the Qingyan Ancient Sect found out about us," Duanmu asked with a little concern.

Jiang Heng replied: "If you find out, I'm afraid you would have come to us to settle accounts a long time ago!"

Watching what happens is the most important thing to do at this moment.

Looking at the other side of the road, a head of pale hair floated in the breeze and slowly rose.

This was followed by an old face and a white dress.

The man was an old man in his seventies and eighties.

Plain and insipid, and there is no undulating expression.

White beard, white hair, and even white eyebrows.

"It's him!"

After the old man walked into Jiang Heng's sight, the shock in his eyes was about to overflow, but it quickly disappeared.

The familiar past in my mind went back to the small mountain village where I had lived for three years......

On that day, a blue light flashed in the sky, and an identical old cultivator came to the entrance of the mountain village.

That day was the day that changed Jiang Heng's fate, and it was precisely because of his appearance that Jiang Heng entered the mountain, picked up Futu Qisheng, met the ghost king, and then ......

And then the ultimate source of everything was caused by the old man in front of him.

Did you meet here again?

By the way, how can I forget, he is also a member of the Qingyan Ancient School, and he should know that it will be a matter of time before he meets him!

But I didn't expect to appear in front of me without warning at this time.

There was also a flash of shock and Jiang Liu'er, who looked at the old man who was gradually approaching in disbelief:

"Great Elder......