In the darkness, within the forbidden law, the tongue of fire licks the burning medicine, flowing as soft and smooth, without the slightest feeling of being unruly and difficult to tame. When the Death Pill was opened, the person who operated the fire was neither the Gun King who had been prepared for a long time, nor the Blue Mountain who dabbled in broadcasting, but the Thirteen Lang who made alchemy for the first time in his life.

"There is no essential difference between the monk's alchemy and mortal medicine, and the methods are mainly steaming, boiling and roasting, and no matter which way, it is inseparable from the assistance of flames. From this, it can be seen that in the way of alchemy, whether the fire essence should be the first. ”

"The refining of the Afterlife Pill is both difficult and easy, and there are three difficulties, the first is the material, the second is the flame, and the zuihou is the environment. Easy because it doesn't require much skill, the process is simple, and the requirements for proportionality are not too high. ”

Taoism and art are the same, the same technique is cultivated to a high place, and the conclusion is usually relatively similar; the alchemy attainments of the Blue Mountain should not be able to catch up with the blue bottle, but the truth summed up is similar.

"Ghost Lingzhi is born with the power of immortality, Mr.'s fire not only implies the Tao of heaven and earth, but the art of controlling fire is beyond the reach of old decay; ”

The fragrance is permeated, and the smell of it feels refreshed and refreshing, and the spirit is lifted; time passes, the aroma is stronger, and the expression of the blue mountain gradually becomes solemn, and he advises: "To the first level of the word, the material needs to be perfectly melted and painted on the ding wall, and the most attention should be paid to uniformity." Only when the millimeter is reached, can the next word start begins. ”

Inside the ding, a ball of pulp stretched out around the wall of the ding, and there were a few small particles in the middle somehow. As Blue Mountain had instructed, Thirteen Lang set aside a trace of flame to focus on them, trying to turn them into the surroundings.

Blue Mountain's eyes didn't blink. He said: "Fire is life, wood is life, life and life are extremely pure concepts. There can be no difference between more or less; Note!"

It failed, it should be said that it failed again, as if because the flames were too much, a particle and the surrounding pulp turned into a block, and then the fragrance was disappointing, and the alchemy ended in failure again.

Fourth! Since the first furnace of Blue Mountain demonstrated the success of refining the next grade of the Death Pill, Thirteen Lang has lost four times in a row.

Don't feel that the lower grade is worthless, there has never been a successful refining experience, Blue Mountain, as a casual cultivator, definitely has reason to be proud of this. As for its value. According to the common understanding, it can be considered ten times the material, but if you consider its effect of "accelerating healing and comprehending the laws of heaven and earth", it is almost equivalent to half a life, and no monk will be willing to sell it without surplus.

Having said that, the pill itself is not a healing elixir, but an enhancement of ability, and taking more than one cannot be said to be completely useless, but its effect is minimal, and it is really not good not to sell it.

"It's kind of like a vaccine. Thirteen Lang summed it up like this.

After four failures in a row, Thirteen Lang's expression was quite calm. Blue Mountain was a little unbearable, and his expression was as sad as mourning. Although the size of the ghost Lingzhi is large, most of it has been gnawed by 100,000 troops, and some of it has to be left private. There are not many alchemists available. Taking a step back, no matter how much you have, you can't afford such a waste, because the Death Pill can't just rely on the ghost Lingzhi. Other auxiliary materials are also cherished, and the quantity is far from reaching the point of "letting the apprentice play".

"Do you want it, sir?"

Mouth asked. Blue Mountain really wants Shisanlang to take the initiative to say no. Regardless of the increase in the pill of the past, the value of these materials alone. In less than half a day, Shisanlang burned tens of millions of magic crystals. Poor old man Lan has been frugal all his life, how have he ever seen this kind of extravagant and hateful way of learning, before Lan Shan warned Thirteen Lang not to be nervous, but in fact, it was because he couldn't bear such suffering, although he knew that Thirteen Lang's flame refining was successful, and the quality of the Death Pill would be improved, so much so that he wanted to give up.

"Of course, failure is success, success, how can you give up halfway. ”

Thirteen Lang was at ease, showing his attitude and not forgetting to be relieved, and said: "Don't worry, I'll leave it to you when it really doesn't work, and the materials are enough to open three or four furnaces." ”

Open furnace alchemy, according to the estimation of Blue Mountain, the number of alchemy basically depends on the medicine tripod itself, a furnace is usually five to eight, luck haode can produce more than a dozen; although the quality of the successful furnace is not good, the number is as many as nine, which means that everyone can get one, at least can return to the original. The reason why Thirteen Lang is doing it himself, using the fire of the true spirit to improve the quality is the secondary goal, the primary consideration is that his family has a big business, and he may not be able to use it in the future, where can he find someone to help?

Danshi burns money, this kind of truth Thirteen Lang had been taught as early as when he was in the Taoist Academy, thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall Tong Qi, thinking in his heart that such a stupid fat man is okay, I can't do it, master?

The so-called daughter in hand is not as good as a skill to press, the pill of death is different from the magic weapon, but where there is a major repair to know that this thing can be purchased, there will be no sacrifice for the family. Shisanlang still remembers the embarrassment when he first entered the Taoist Academy, if he didn't break the door to make money, he might be poor.

Raising his hand to summon the medicine tripod into his hand, Thirteen Lang checked it and cleaned it up and prepared to continue, complaining in his mouth: "It's good haode, it's because you're too nervous, and I can't let it go." ”

"Lan Shan was so angry that he didn't know what to say, and he thought to himself who told you to have an adulterous affair with Chenggong, and he was reluctant to lose it.

The Pill of Death is not difficult to refine, but it depends on who it is; if it is purely divided by levels, it should belong to the seventh-level pill, no matter how easy it is, how easy can it be? Of course, as Lan Shan said, alchemy and fire control, materials and environment are determined, but he omitted or deliberately let one go.

Experience!

Experience, in many cases, cannot be expressed clearly in words, but can be understood as instinct, or it can be seen as a spiritual rhino, which can only be slowly formed through accumulation again and again. Thirteen Lang became a monk halfway, although he mixed with Blue Bottle for a while, all he learned was theory, where is the experience to talk about. Thinking about it another way, this way of doing one person and saying it is not reasonable in itself, and there is less hope of success.

Alchemists, no matter what kind of elixir they are refining at a high or low level, the first thing they need to do is to meditate;

The Dan Building of the Taoist Academy is favored by people, because it has a heritage, a Dan room, and an invisible atmosphere accumulated by countless sages who have opened the furnace countless times. Just stand there. Naturally, I only thought about Dan in my heart, and I couldn't tolerate a trace of distractions. Like Thirteen Lang. If you set up a fire stove in the wild, you have to refine the seventh-level Death Pill, so you have to let the Dan Master scold you.

"It takes luck to learn and sell, and I've always had good luck. There's no reason it can't be done. ”

Cultivation begins with striking iron, and Shisanro is not unaware of these basic truths, but due to the situation, he can't help but seize this rare opportunity to "copy" and have on-site guidance. He has obtained the Dan Fang of the Death Pill from the Gun King, and after checking it, he found that the auxiliary materials are not too difficult to find, as long as he masters it, Thirteen Lang may be able to concentrate in the future, and have the opportunity to become the most unique Dan Dao master.

"The flames are too strong? If it's bad, it's all bad, weishenme wait until zuihou?"

Ignoring how Lan Shan was sad, Thirteen Lang thought and said, "Danfang is right, right?

The Gun King said on the side: "Danfang is given by the ancestor himself, and the materials are prepared by the ancestor himself. ”

Thirteen Lang said solemnly: "Then it won't be wrong. ”

Lan Shan snorted lightly, thinking to himself that you know a fart, pretending to be the same as the real thing!

Shisanlang didn't notice Lan Shan's expression, thought for a while and asked, "Is it absolutely impossible to change the material?"

"No!" Lan Shan said angrily: "It's not that the old man is too talkative, the way of alchemy is like cultivating supernatural powers." How can you change it casually?"

didn't expect him to have such a big reaction, Thirteen Lang said stupidly: "If you can't, you can't, why are you doing it so loudly." ”

Lan Shan was indignant, and the Gun King said more when he saw this. Said: "Why do you want to add materials?"

Thirteen Lang explained with relief: "Every Dan Fang is developed by people, when I didn't know anything at the beginning, didn't I just take a bunch of things and try them randomly? The medicinal properties of the ghost reishi are too sufficient, and "

"Hu is different. It's not the same. ”

Lan Shan felt that he was going crazy, and he said, "That's right. Each Dan recipe is created by people from scratch, but because of this, each Dan recipe has been tempered to be spread, and the type, proportion, heat, and collocation are all called the best. What's more, the medicinal properties are not just cherished, there are many healing pills that are treasures in themselves, but they become incondoxically unsolvable when mixed together;

Thirteen Lang waved his hand and said, "It's okay to say that I'm a blank piece of paper, I need to go around so many bends." ”

Blue Mountain thought to himself that you are a blank slate, you are obviously an idiot.

Thirteen Lang's mind was elsewhere, and he suddenly asked, "It makes sense that the healing elixir is mixed to become highly poisonous, where did Lan Lao hear it?"

Lan Shan was slightly stunned and replied: "The old man once got a poison scripture, and the record on it is a long story, what are you doing with this now?"

Thirteen Lang said lightly: "If it's convenient, go back and let me copy it." ”

Lan Shan didn't understand, and realized that Thirteen Lang didn't seem to be joking, so he nodded and agreed: "It's just a gesture." Well, poison is also medicine, if you plan to study the Dan Dao, it is indeed beneficial to see the Poison Sutra. The matter at the moment"

Thirteen Lang thought for a moment and turned back to his senses, and said, "The materials of the Death Pill are so difficult to find, the predecessors may not be able to study it thousands of times as you said, and it may not be the best in itself. What I want to add is not an ordinary thing, and I can't find it anywhere if I want to. ”

Lan Shan was dumbfounded, thinking to himself that this is to play for real? People who have never refined pills create a new pill recipe?

From Jishu, the words of Thirteen Lang and the words of Blue Mountain are very reasonable, anything with immortal power can be called a genius treasure, and those who get it are reluctant to waste it, and they will naturally miss the opportunity to study and perfect it. If it is pushed further, no one knows how the Death Pill will be developed, of course, there is room for it.

Seeing the magic of Thirteen Lang's performances, Lan Shan couldn't help but think: "Do you want to listen to it first, maybe you really have a wonderful idea?"

Thirteen Lang just spoke at this time, and said in a bewitching voice: "Do you want to listen to it first?" I promise that there will be no conflict between the medicinal properties, no, it has no medicinal properties at all, where does the conflict come from. ”

Capturing the Ghost Lingzhi Thirteen Lang made the first contribution, but he got the most cheap, and the rest should be considered public property, and it is not good to be arbitrary and dictatorial. Failing four times in a row, Shisanlang laughed just to let everyone relax, which doesn't mean that he doesn't have pressure in his heart.

After listening to Thirteen Lang's words, the Blue Mountain Spear King looked at each other with a somewhat helpless expression.

Reason tells them that it is better not to listen, and if Mr. Thirteen does not speak, it means that he has some spectrum in his heart, and it is likely that people will not be able to refuse. Faced with the mouth that can bring the dead to life, the two are worried that their principles are unstable, and they are afraid that they will lose their blood because of it.

Don't listen? It doesn't seem to be very good, life is saved by others, ghost Ganoderma lucidum is caught by others, and the Death Pill has also come out of a furnace, and now I don't even want to listen to the advice, isn't it too authentic? Besides, Thirteen Lang said that the things added have no medicinal properties, no medicinal properties, no medicinal properties, why do you add it!

"Alas!"

Lan Shan couldn't wipe his face, and finally the gun king spoke: "Of course, it's best if you can't afford a conflict, but how will that help Cheng Dan?

"Add water, I want to add some water to it. Thirteen Lang clapped his hands and shook out a cloud of blue mist-like things, and said confidently.

"Pure water. ”

From now on, don't wait any longer, just look at the previous day's update. What I can guarantee is to keep changing, write more when it feels good, and write less if it doesn't. Well, in short, I want to get rid of the computer, if I don't upload the manuscript, I just don't go online, return to reality, and empty my brain as soon as possible.

It will last until after the Chinese New Year.

In addition, I would like to remind you that the Chinese New Year is coming, and the networms will learn from me, reduce the time spent sitting in front of the computer, play more and walk more, and it is really not good to accompany my wife, husband, parents, sisters, and brothers to go shopping, chat, sit and play cards, and gather more family and friends.

Seriously, some truths are annoying to listen to, and it's often too late to regret them. There is only one year in a year, and there are not many years that a person can live, this is my advice, very sincerely.

Have a nice time to all, old gun

(To be continued......)