Lan Bei'er refused to let him go easily, and said: "Alchemy and alchemy, the power of flame needs to be meticulous; ”

Thirteen Lang was helpless and said: "This is my secret, is it okay, is it possible that there is a problem with being smart?"

Lan Bei'er's face was feverish, and she said angrily: "Teach according to your aptitude, I don't know how to teach her! I am your teacher now, and I even know what the apprentice looks like, how can there be no problem!"

Ten years and three thousand six hundred days, the change of Mr. Eight Fingers is not a few fingers, compared to the past, Blue Bottle feels that his biggest difference is in his bearing, it is difficult to describe accurately, but it is enough to make people notice, and it is eye-catching.

It's like a sword, not as sharp as before, it has become simple and introverted, with a mountain-like majesty and heaviness. It is like a rushing river flowing into the sea, and there is infinite liliang under the calm surface, which cannot be seen through.

If you can't see through it, that's the problem!

After leaving the customs, Thirteen Lang never concealed his cultivation, and the unique spirituality of the Yuanying Monk was revealed, but what puzzled Lan Bei'er was that she was never able to accurately grasp its realm.

At first glance, it looks like the early stage, if you look closely, it looks like the middle stage, and then you look at it at the early stage, but occasionally when the magic power erupts, there is a trace of coercion in the flames that makes the blue bottle even thrilling.

It was a sign of an overhaul, and as a high-level infant, Blue Bottle believed that she could not be mistaken. But how is that possible?

Xiuzhen shijie can produce many people, and there have been monks in history who have turned into gods for a hundred years, and there is more than one. Compared with those people, although it is rare for Mr. Eight Fingers to marry a baby in fifty years, it is not unprecedented. There will only be more latecomers. The further you go to the end, the more difficult it becomes, which is recognized by all monks, and Thirteen Lang is now married. Maybe it's always a baby, as long as you don't cross that hurdle. He can only say that he has more opportunities than others, has more time, and that's it.

In fact, for those monks with amazing talents, if it is not necessary, most of their teachers will be vigilant, hoping that they will deliberately suppress the breakthrough so that the foundation will be more solid and the path will be smoother. Of course. For the vast majority of monks in the world, having the opportunity to break through the Yuan Infant is their lifelong pursuit, and at this time, they are still hesitant and hesitant, it is simply asking for themselves, and they must be criticized through the ages.

Thirteen Lang is obviously not among them, his mana is pure and condensed, no matter how you look at it, he will not lose to the mid-stage Yuan Ying, or even surpass it. Wind and thunder are its nature, and the power of supernatural powers is obvious to all. Even the flames without roots are made like this, and even have a hint of overhaul majesty

Something must be wrong!, Blue Bottle thought to herself. She knew that she was strong in words, and she felt that Thirteen Lang probably wouldn't tell the truth, but she had to try. It is said that this guy is in retreat for nine years at a time, and once he runs away, it is not easy to catch him again.

I didn't have much hope. I didn't expect Thirteen Lang to be very honest, and after a little thought, he made a decision. said: "Tell you the truth, don't tell anyone." ”

"A must. The blue bottle was overjoyed.

"I've refined a fire spirit. Thirteen Lang said.

"What?" the blue bottle thought she had misheard. Head over.

"I've refined a fire spirit, a real fire spirit. Probably because he thought the blue bottle's expression was very interesting, or he was too happy to mention it, Thirteen Lang became childlike and shouted into her ear.

"Fire spirit, alive. ”

"Fire Spirit, alive?" the blue bottle repeated to him blankly.

Thirteen Lang nodded affirmatively, his face full of happiness, as if he had done a good deed and waited for the student to be honestly praised.

Lan Bei'er looked at Thirteen Lang, examined his face and his eyes, suddenly turned around and sat upright, and said solemnly: "Okay, learn a lesson." ”

“”

Thirteen Lang was a little lost and asked, "Don't you say something?"

The blue bottle didn't know what to look for in his ring, and said lightly: "What do you want to hear?"

"That's fine, I don't mind. ”

"Sick!"

Annoyed by the search, the blue bottle moved slightly and showed a bunch of bottles and cans, all spread on the ground and looked around, as if looking for something usable.

"The Blood Dance King's cultivators still don't dare to say that they have cultivated fire spirits; there are three elders in the Miaoyin Gate who cultivate fire, and they can't even touch the shadow of the fire spirits; I heard that the great elders of the Burning Spirit Clan have been in retreat for nearly two hundred years, and the purpose is to cultivate fire spirits with the help of the fire of the leylines. The Five Elements Elders of the Demon Palace didn't know how many, and they had never heard of any of them being able to gather spirit bodies. ”

As a few treasures, casually listing a few examples, the blue bottle finally found a satisfactory utensil, pinched a small wine glass with two fingers, and said: "You have a fire spirit, alive;

Thirteen Lang was speechless, eager to summon the rouge bird to scare her, looking back and thinking that the spirit body was dormant and recuperating, it seemed too worthless to fight for this little thing, and said helplessly: "Don't talk nonsense with you." What are you doing with a wine glass, you still drink?"

"What's wrong with drinking, have an opinion?"

"No opinion, no opinion, let's say, let me burn it. ”

"Stupid! ”

The blue bottle cursed, and a wisp of blue flame formed from his fingertips, enveloping the wine glass.

Without having to say anything, Thirteen Lang reached out and carefully observed the actions of the blue bottle, and how the glass that could not see any special changes in the flames

Nothing. The glass was still a glass, the flame was still a flame, and after a while, a mist gradually came out of the top of the glass, and it was like a completely illusory smoke, until the dew condensed on the edge of the wall of the glass.

Thirteen Lang's expression gradually became solemn.

The flame burns out a cloud of mist, the fog becomes dew, the condensation is water, the kung fu of a cup of tea passes, and the clear waves ripple in the small wine glass, like a big lake.

The monk's spiritual fire, forging gold and molten iron like a backhand pattern, now instead of burning the wine glass, it burned out a large lake. Facing the small wine glass, Shisanlang seemed to see the blue waves, thousands of sailboats, underwater silver fish shuttling, the sky with white clouds, and more fishing songs echoing in his ears, infinite vitality, like a wonderful place.

The Tao is natural, the Tao is natural, the Tao is born from nature, and it is deduced by magic, but what is the Tao? How does the Dharma transform from the outside to the inside into the true Tao?

This is the little shot glass is a shijie. As the Buddha sings, one sand and one realm. Contains supreme heaven.

Water and fire are incompatible, and the blue bottle uses fire to burn out water, which is essentially the way of nature, and there is a way for life and death.

The flame was extinguished, the mist was hidden, the small wine glass was intact, and the person holding the cup looked tired and said, "See it?"

Shisanlang thought about it very seriously and nodded solemnly.

"This glass is not ordinary. When I can use mortal artifacts to perform this technique, it will be the day when my avenue will be successful. Before that, I couldn't and wouldn't choose to break through. ”

There was a slight vigilance in the words, and Shisanlang understood what she meant, and his heart was slightly warm.

The Avatar Monk is the pinnacle of this realm, and every monk who aspires to impact the Avatar needs to choose a path, a path that merges with heaven and earth. There are thousands of roads, and the one chosen by the blue bottle is the most difficult, reaching the origin of the road.

This kind of thing is very subtle to explain. For example, the current Blue Bottle is a major overhaul, and its strength, especially combat power, may be very average, but if you can cultivate this technique to a great extent. Raising your hand is the true meaning of the Dao, which is by no means comparable to ordinary supernatural powers.

It can be seen that the blue bottle is still far from that realm. Not only do you have to use special magic weapons, but it's also extremely difficult to use. In other words. She was still groping for herself, and showed it to Thirteen Lang at this time. intention

Blue Bottle said: "If the Monk wants to condense the baby, the Yuanying Monk should consider turning into a god, even if he has just stepped into this realm. This is just an example, because it is related to alchemy, and it is not for you to follow the example. You have to understand that. ”

Thirteen Lang solemnly saluted and said sincerely: "I am respectfully taught." ”

Lan Bei'er said: "Ordinary alchemists pursue refining high-grade pills, and it seems that they can't prove themselves otherwise; It's like practicing, after building a foundation, I always want to get married, but once I have an opportunity, I can't suppress it. ”

"I won't teach you to refine any kind of pill, because that's just the appearance, what I'm teaching you is the Fa, and the bigger ones are the Dan Dao, not the specific techniques. ”

"What is alchemy? Alchemy is the essence of using flames to spawn various materials into something completely new. To achieve this, you must first be able to control the flames, and then you need to understand the principle of life and death; as long as you have these two items, alchemy is just a process, you just need to compare the Dan prescription and read it according to the script. ”

After talking so much in one breath, Lan Bei'er seemed a little tired and said: "How to be specific, you need to study and experience it yourself, starting with boiling water." ”

This boiling water is not the other boiling water, Thirteen Lang understood what he meant, and said slightly: "Won't this be a little more difficult, you can do this step"

Blue Bottle smiled slightly, handed the wine glass over, and said, "The cup is for you, drink it." ”

Will it be toxic if you drink it?

It's just a joke, and Thirteen Lang took the wine glass in confusion, and his mouth was shocked, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

"It's wine!"

"I like to drink, I should have known. Blue Bottle replied lightly

It is difficult to boil water out of fire, let alone shochu, and Jusan Lang soon realizes the difficulty and obscurity of the way of life and death, and complains about it.

Theoretically, air contains anything imaginable, and water is certainly no exception. The so-called Dao of Life and Death is actually to use flames to excite the water in the air to the highest, and then gather it on top of the wine glass, which can naturally condense successfully.

It is not difficult to think that it only counts if you can do it.

The small shot glass weighs more than a thousand pounds, and if you burn it, there is nowhere to find it. Thirteen Lang knew how strong his flame was, and it was too late to barely control the firepower and not leak it, so how could he spare his energy to think of anything else; three times, five times, five times, three times, thousands or even thousands of attempts, a small wisp of flame was to consume his mana, and he still didn't find a clue.

Is this alchemy? Not strictly speaking. Unlike when he was studying refining, Thirteen Lang tried his best to find any progress that could comfort him, and there was no trace of it.

Striking iron at least refines a body of strength, what is this, it is useless at all. Fortunately, Thirteen Lang has a tough temperament and does not give up, but he can't help but be opportunistic.

"It's too hard, it's really hard. You're a teacher, you can't hide yourself. ”

"It's much easier than refining fire spirits. ”

Blue Bottle's recuperation spirit did not forget to mock, and said lightly: "The people of fanatical faith have caused trouble in the world, and Lord Xiao, who swore to defend the people's livelihood, only retreated, and also passed the responsibility on others. ”

Thirteen Lang ignored her and concentrated on competing with the wine glass.

Blue Bottle said: "Catwoman is here again, the Blood Dancer urges you to get the Blood Ding quickly, and her tone is not good." There are also elders of the four clans, who have also asked about this matter, saying that there are many grievances in the clan. ”

"And that ugly handsome friend of yours, who urged a few times to ask for something, didn't say what was wrong?"

"Someone, from the Demon Palace. ”

Thirteen Lang didn't know when he stood up, his expression slightly complicated.

"The lobbyist came to the door, and it was a big battle. ”

(To be continued......)