This old Ding is ordinary, and it can even be said to be a little ugly, and there is no grass and trees.

On Lao Ding's right ear, there is a peach wood sign with a delicate and chic fly-headed small block written on it.

This tripod is nameless, and it was obtained by chance when looking for medicine in the mountains. I wanted to refine a Dan furnace, but the plants and trees were destroyed when they entered, so I left a book and hoped that future generations of disciples would identify it. Immortal Dweller.

The immortal monk is a primordial ancestor of Qingyunmen thousands of years ago, and he is good at alchemy. Li Xingchen found a book of sect records in the Ziyang Room last night, which was recorded on it.

After observing for a long time, Li Xingchen suddenly smiled.

"Old comrade, it's not that this Ding is bad, and I don't blame you for not knowing the goods. Because this tripod comes from the fairy world. ”

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and Lao Ding suddenly flew up, suspended in mid-air, unpretentious.

He pointed lightly.

God knows.

The invisible divine consciousness roared out and wrapped Lao Ding.

Divine consciousness turns into fire, and karmic fire is nameless.

A black flame rose out of thin air, burning the old ding, and the sound of crackling green bamboo followed.

Soon, the black color on the periphery of Lao Ding began to peel off and peel off, emitting a milky white glow.

A strong smell of grass and trees shot out. In an instant, the entire alchemy room was filled with the aroma of elixir, which was refreshing. In just a few seconds, Li Xingchen felt the spiritual power in his body surge at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole process lasted for half a column of incense.

A milky white tripod was completely displayed in the Nether for the first time.

Shenmu Wang Ding.

Li Xingchen recognized it at a glance, and pressed the severe pain and weakness brought about by the karmic fire of his divine sense, and his heart was ecstatic.

Although it is only an imitation, it is still a rare treasure.

The most powerful alchemy furnace in the immortal world is the Shenmu Wang Ding. There is a mighty one, and countless treasures have been spent to imitate one. Although it is a fake, it also has the power of the real thing.

Shenmu Wang Ding is fifty percent powerful, and it is already against the sky.

It's a pity that thousands of years ago, the great power fought viciously with the enemy, died and disappeared, and the imitation Ding was nowhere to be found. Unexpectedly, he actually crossed the rules of the realm and fell to the nether.

The reason why Li Xingchen was able to recognize it was that he sensed the immortal qi hidden in the depths, so he used a secret method to induce the intensification of the true appearance.

It was the breath that belonged to the fairy world.

As for the failure of the immortal old man to use it for alchemy, it was also because of the immortal qi.

If you want to use it, you must have a fairy fire.

Li Xingchen doesn't have immortal qi now, but he can use his divine sense. After all, his soul consciousness was completely preserved.

Carefully holding the Shenmu Wang Ding, Li Xingchen's excitement was indescribable.

"With this Venerable Ding, I am equivalent to having all the top-grade and even top-grade pills in my hands."

"Danfang, I have also stolen countless things."

"What is lacking now is only herbs and herbs."

So, from this day on, Li Xingchen lived in Ziyun Pavilion with peace of mind. On the one hand, he quickly cultivated to improve his strength, and on the other hand, he improved his alchemy strength through a large number of alchemy attempts.

In terms of cultivation, he was surprised to find that the last of the thirteen chapters of condensation qi was all-encompassing, inclusive of all rivers, and could be used all the time. Even the mountain technique used to refine the body seems to be able to merge with it.

It's just that the mantra of the mind seems to be incomplete, and it can't exert its true original power.

At this point, Li Xingchen is not in a hurry.

After all, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

On the contrary, on the side of alchemy, even with the backing of the large medicinal garden left by the entire Purple Cloud Pavilion, Li Xingchen still deeply understood the difficulty of alchemy.

The low success rate aside, the cost alone is staggering. Ordinary monks, they can't afford it at all.

Shenmu Wang Ding, he can't use it for the time being. The divine consciousness was suppressed, and it was too much to consume into nameless karmic fire.

Fortunately, these Dan furnaces are not bad.

The days flickered, and it rained during the Qingming Festival.

Early in the morning, Bai Wei came leisurely. Li Xingchen warmly invited him to come in and chat.

Originally, Bai Wei was going to send resources to herself, but her strength improved faster than expected, so Bai Wei was useless here.

It's time to make a friend.

Who gets annoyed by looking at beautiful women?

Li Xingchen convinced himself.

Bai Wei is also in Fadan Peak, and in addition to cultivating, she usually helps a deacon do things and gets extra rewards. Most of the disciples like them who have been promoted from the outer sect are ordinary.

After all, when I first tested my qualifications, I fell behind.

Fortunately, she has worked hard enough, and she has already condensed the eighth layer, and it seems that she is not far from breaking through.

Before leaving, she suddenly smiled at Li Xingchen, which was wonderful.

"Senior Brother Li, I've been on the mountain for seven years, and I don't know what's going on at home. I have reported to the sect and obtained permission. Tomorrow, I'm going down the mountain and going home. ”

"Oh, it's good, it's a safe journey."

Li Xingchen thought for a long time, and finally replied simply. Bai Wei's eyes faded, and she quickly returned to normal.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

"Don't you want to go home and see? I heard that you are also from Qingzhou Mansion, we are fellow villagers, and we happen to be on the way. ”

"You're also from Qingzhou." Li Xingchen grinned, "It's really a coincidence." ”

"It's a pity..."

"What a pity?"

"My family is dead."

"Ahh ”

"It's fine."

Li Xingchen walked to Bai Wei's side with a smile and raised his hand. Bai Wei's cheeks were flushed, and she subconsciously closed her eyes, as if there was a deer in her heart.

What to do, is he trying to touch me?

What if he wants to kiss me?

Oh, what a shame.

I heard that kissing is sweet.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Li Xingchen suddenly spoke, Bai Wei was stunned, her heart felt like a basin of cold water had been poured on her, and her face returned to normal.

That's it, after all, I'm too careful.

"Senior Brother Li, my little sister will leave first."

"Wait."

Li Xingchen grabbed him, and his right hand conjured up a delicate white hosta, exuding a faint aura.

"Give you something, remember to keep it on the road, it can save your life when it is critical."

Really!

You care about me.

Bai Wei's heart, which had just dimmed, accelerated again.

She stared at Li Xingchen tightly and nodded heavily.

"I'll cherish it."

"Bye-bye."

Looking at the departing Qianying, Li Xingchen's emotions were a little complicated.

If he didn't have a deep hatred, he wouldn't mind accepting her.

It's a pity, providence.

"Hey, I have a headache, I don't have many resources. I've been here for so long, and I haven't been to the Hall of Everything to get something. ”

"Wanwutang, what a big breath, wait and see."

Li Xingchen quickly cleaned up, got up and went to the Lianyun Peak Ten Thousand Things Hall, where the second elder was.

The second elder, Chen Sheng, in the middle of the Jiedan, is responsible for the logistics of the sect as a whole.

As soon as he arrived at the place, looking at the long queue, Li Xingchen frowned. Just as he was wondering if he could cut the queue with his identity, a flirtatious laugh came from behind.