Looking at the Han Tiezhu who was busy running from the next room, Qin Chong was actually turning such a thought in his heart: Could it be that the smelting hall is not taller because of the hammer all day long?

Tie Zhu wiped his hands with the cloth hanging on his body, and said to Qin Chong: "Didn't my junior brother eat? When I first came, it was also because I was hungry that I couldn't even lift a hammer. Eat a few more bowls of rice, and you'll be fine. ”

Qin Zhong rolled his eyes in his heart, is he a rice bucket, or is he taking himself for an idiot? Is this a problem that can be solved by eating a few more bowls of rice?

This is obviously a problem of cultivation, that is, a problem of failing to quench the body.

Tie Zhu didn't think that he had so many strange words in his heart, and immediately pulled Qin Chong straight to the canteen of the smelting hall.

Before entering the cafeteria, he smelled a fragrance, which caused Qin Chong to swallow his saliva and his stomach growled. In the past twelve years, Qin Chong has not found that he is hungry as if he has not eaten for several days because of a burst of fragrance. What the hell is it?

Entering the cafeteria, it was so small that it didn't look like a hall, only a high window, tightly closed. Tie Zhu took Qin Zhong to the window and took out a bamboo plaque from his arms.

I knocked on the window with a bamboo card, and after a while, the window door opened, revealing a greasy face, which was bulging like the master's belly.

Tie Zhu nodded and said, "Hello Senior Sister Meng, I want a new disciple's meal." After that, he handed the bamboo card in, and it seemed that this new disciple meal was still planned, and he had to use the new disciple card to receive it.

Qin Zhong was almost thundered down again, this smelting hall is really outstanding, one is more like a smelting system than the other. This is obviously a girl, not only is she so greasy that she seems to be rolling in an oil pot all day long, but she also has such a shattering name: Senior Sister Meng??

Qin Zhong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and suddenly felt less hungry.

Senior Sister Meng squinted at Qin Chong, she looked at these rough men in the smelting hall all day long, and felt very eye-catching when a little offspring who was cleaner and more handsome than the iron pillar suddenly came, and her eyes lit up suddenly, and she vigorously broke away from the eyes of the sky, and asked Qin Chong with a smile: "New here?"

Qin Chong replied respectfully as always: "I'm new, my name is Qin Chong, please take care of Senior Sister." ”

"It's easy to say, where did it come from?"

"Tianxia Town. ”

"Do you want a newcomer's meal? Luck is not bad, this year's Lingmi is even better than in previous years, and it will be loaded for you." After a while, the three bowls of crystal jade with a fragrant aroma that did not look like rice at all came out of the window and handed Qin Chong, the thick hand that handed the bowl almost squeezed the window plate open.

"No vegetables, no soup, only rice?" Qin Chong almost couldn't believe his eyes.

Senior Sister Meng Gege "smiled", and with her laughter, the window shook, and Qin Chong was a little worried about whether it would be shaken open. Tiezhu laughed too. Every new disciple is the same, this expression like stepping on a dog's poop is one of the ways that they can get a laugh for their senior brothers and sisters.

Senior Sister Meng explained: "The spiritual rice we have here already contains a wealth of energy that all kinds of cultivators need, how can we compare the meals and soup that mortals eat? ”

Senior Sister Meng rolled her eyes, and handed over a small bowl with great dexterity in her hand, which was really like a soup like Qingling, extremely bright, and you could see two words written clearly at the bottom of the bowl: smelting. Originally, it was exclusively for the main church.

Just as Qin Chong was holding the bowl of soup with a smile and a smile, the iron pillar on the side, his eyes were about to pop out. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: It turns out that growing up better has such great benefits. Seeing Qin Chong's puzzled look again, he almost kicked him. Hurriedly thanked Senior Sister Meng and pulled Qin out of the cafeteria.

When she was about to go out, Senior Sister Meng was still looking at Qin Chong with unfinished eyes, and exhaled in her mouth: "Han Tiezhu, this is what I gave to Senior Brother Qin, you can't pretend to be greedy and greedy." Senior Brother Qin, I have time to sit down more. ”

Hearing the last sentence, Qin Chong kicked on the door post, stumbling, and almost hit his head.

The two of them rushed out as fast as they could.

The two of them sat on the wooden bench outside the dormitory, and Qin Chong swallowed the spiritual rice in one gulp, and drank the so-called soup in one gulp.

After a while, Qin Chong felt that rice in his stomach, and his whole body suddenly warmed up, like a dog day, and like being by the fire.

He still doesn't know what qi is, what pulses are, what operations are, and what the basic knowledge of absorbing this series of practices is. That was what Uncle Hei was supposed to teach these new disciples, who would have thought that he would suddenly be pulled to the smelting hall to work as a coolie.

Fortunately, he is not so unlucky every day, and he met a cute senior sister who likes to be born after handsomeness.

Senior Brother Tie Zhu had already told him just now that the bowl of soup was called Lingyu Soup, and only people above the deacon and elders were qualified to drink it. The ordinary disciples in the courtyard have no chance to get it on their own, of course, there are exceptions, such as the cafeteria, which can access the food, such as the senior sister of the moe, has a lot of opportunities.

That soup was made with the essence of the spiritual rice, and it was boiled out with the higher-level Liangyi Static Fire in the Fire Spirit Hall, which was much more powerful than the one-yuan pure fire that Qin Zhong had just come into contact with in the Smelting Hall.

The brighter the water, the better the effect of the Lingmi, and the greater the energy it contains. This bowl of soup is probably Senior Sister Meng's own private collection, and I didn't expect it to be given to the new junior brother. I've been here for several years, and I haven't been able to touch such shit luck once.

A thought suddenly flashed in Tie Zhu's mind, Senior Sister Meng, it can't be that she has fallen in love with this little junior brother, right? Tie Zhu shook his head and forced himself to wake up.

Seeing the saliva on his senior brother's face, Qin Zhong generously handed the Lingyu soup that he had drunk more than half of it to Tie Zhu, and motioned for him to drink it too.

Tie Zhu was stunned, such a precious thing, he, just gave him half of it so casually??

Did he really not know the importance of this thing to the disciple who was just about to quench his body, or did he really have a little moisture in his brain? Or was he really so righteous?

How could Tie Zhu have time to think about the follow-up of these problems, picked up the bowl, drank it with trembling hands, and went down in one sip, leaving no drip left.

With a little apologetic on his face, he put down the bowl, sat up cross-legged, pinched a seal, and couldn't wait to move the energy, to immediately absorb the energy of this soup into the sea of qi.

Qin Zhong also put all the spiritual rice and soup into his stomach at this time. He hadn't learned the introductory cultivation technique in the rookie hall, and he didn't know how to absorb the energy in the rice and soup, but at this time he felt that his body was hot, and the heat was unbearable.

The two energies suddenly burned violently with the pulsation of his qi, as if they were going to burn the impurities on his body clean, and he was sweating like a sweaty sweat wet shirt, and after a while, Qin Chong's mind also began to heat up, so he had to walk faster and faster, only in this way could he feel a little cool breeze, and his whole body felt a little comfortable.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Qin Chong's movement was completely unable to satisfy the surge of the two forces in his body, and the kindness of the senior sister gave him an extra bowl of soup, which made him suffer a great crime. The energy in this soup has completely exceeded the energy of Lingmi, if all of it is drunk by the iron pillar, it is estimated that the iron pillar that has entered the quenching stage will soon be able to break through the realm and enter the quenching stage.

Fortunately, Qin Zhongxin was kind and gave half of it to the iron pillar, otherwise, if this whole bowl went down, he would immediately explode and die. The senior sister who is not in a high realm and has shallow knowledge is afraid that she will be arrested by the law hall for manslaughter.

The two forces were rampage through the meridians in Qin Chong's body, like a huge wave in the sea, and like a strong wind in the mountains, to break through the embankment and the mountain range, if it weren't for the middle-aged blacksmith who passed on his smelting technique in the past few years, and the technique was hidden in the middle of the technique, after a few years, he had a slight foundation, and the toughness of the qi veins far exceeded that of ordinary new disciples, and now I am afraid that he would not bleed in the seven holes immediately.

At this time, Qin Chong is like a lonely boat in the sea of strong winds and waves, if there is another sea breeze and waves, this leaf lonely boat is a situation where the boat is destroyed and people die. Now he can't speak, his five senses are closed, and his body is passively driven by these two forces, and he almost faints.

The two forces have converged into a group, and Qin Chong's meridian pulse is scattered, almost breaking out of the body, just when this will be broken, a pure and incomparable power in Qin Chong's sea of qi suddenly naturally forms a vortex with his wild running, if Qin Chong will perform the technique of inner vision, it can be clearly seen that the vortex is composed of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and it can only be called five yuan when explained by the cultivation technique.

Could it be that this is what the middle-aged blacksmith said to Ling Niangzi before, and the Five Yuan Returning Sect Technique that was secretly hidden in the smelting technique and passed on to Qin Chong?