In a trance, Fang Er also seemed to have returned to the strange space of the ruined hall.

The reason why I say it is as if it is because the space in the impression is the subject of darkness, dim and dilapidated.

But now it is different, gray haze has replaced darkness, the earth is no longer black, and the grass and trees have a withered yellow color, although they are also withered, the same lifeless, but they give people the feeling of desolation, not dead silence.

The ruins of the main hall disappeared, and in its place was a huge platform, with four columns standing at the four corners of the stone base, and some magic weapon was placed on the top, shining brightly and softly spilling into the main hall.

The white jade-like ground was smooth and clean, and if it weren't for the cone-shaped array in the middle, Fang Er wouldn't feel like it.

Because the difference between the two is great, but the characteristics are obvious.

In the void above the core of the array eye, a white-haired, senile shadow of the dragon bell was suspended, and a golden bubble exuded a halo, giving people the feeling of an immortal god coming to the world.

Fang Er was also a little uncertain, plausible, but familiar.

"Come here..."The phantom's mouth didn't open, but it could make a voice that was so old that Fang Er was familiar with it.

"Old ghost?" felt that he had spoken his heart, and it was too late for Fang Er to shut up.

For fear of angering the 'Oil Lamp Remnant', Fang Er also stayed where he was, ready to run away, although he knew that he couldn't run away, but if he didn't run, he wouldn't be able to show his fighting spirit.

The 'Oil Lamp Remnant' didn't react, and seemed to acquiesce to Fang Eryi's title.

"Come here—" The voice of the remnant of the oil lamp was low, and there was not the slightest hint of anger to be heard.

Cowering and walked over, the distance was grasped, he knew that the old ghost was powerful, and he had to guard against it.

He wasn't worried that the old ghost would kill him, but he was worried that the old ghost would beat him, and if the old ghost did it, he would only be beaten.

The remnant soul of the oil lamp looked at Fang Eryi, who was cowering, and laughed in his heart, if he really wanted to clean him up, could he still run?

But seeing this situation, the mood is still good, the old ghost is the old ghost, anyway, it's just a remnant soul, which is appropriate.

"Do you remember the spirit stones in that room?" the old ghost asked.

Of course, Fang Er remembered that if he hadn't thought about it at that time, he would have been handed over to the sect that was aimed at him, and he couldn't face the sect's questioning, so he would have been emptied of the mining trio.

Nodding, Fang Er also replied honestly: "Yes." ”

"Those are fake. ”

The old ghost's tone was relaxed, with a hint of ridicule, "It's the old man's illusion." ”

Fang Er also seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and nodded his head.

"This is the old man's Nasu world, before your arrival, he changed his appearance, and now it is not his original appearance. ”

The old ghost said with some aftertaste: "At that time, the spiritual grass was everywhere here, the spiritual fruits were full of trees, the spirit beasts were swimming all over the ground, the spirit birds were soaring in the sky, and the hall you were in was golden and brilliant..."

The old ghost talked eloquently, but Fang Er also had a hollow gaze and a fugue outside.

"Is the spirit stone fake?

The old ghost noticed Fang Eryi's expression, his words were stagnant, and his feelings for Niu playing the piano spontaneously appeared, and then he changed the topic, "Now that you have decided to do alchemy, then you should master the fire source and derive the fire source in your own body." ”

This sentence made Fang Er also come back to his senses, and he looked at the old ghost with burning eyes, "How to get the fire source derived from the body?"

In fact, she was worried that if there was a fire source in her body, she would burn herself.

It's just that this kind of words are too naïve, and he couldn't help but say it.

He is now a monk and knows more, but he is a happy young man, and he doesn't have that much experience to understand the feasibility of pregnancy fire in his body......

After Xiaobi, Fang Er was also summoned by the palm of Cangyun Peak.

It's nothing special, just ask where he learned his fingers and swordsmanship.

Fang Er naturally didn't hide it, of course, he wasn't very honest, and he avoided the truth and made Mo Qi mistakenly think that Fang Er was also a talented person with extremely high understanding and first qualifications.

For this reason, Mo Qi happily accepted him as a disciple, and even when Pang Xuan was dissatisfied, he proposed to use the teacher's order to expel Pang Xuan from the door wall!

In a word: the junior brother can not want it, the apprentice must have it!

The deceased masters have all moved out, and Pang Xuan, as a junior disciple, has no power to resist at all, and silently accepts the reality that his apprentice has become a nephew.

Mo Qi is also here, saying that, each has its own opinion, as long as Pang Xuan erysipelas and Fang Er are together, he is still Fang Eryi's ancestor.

But at the same time, he also gave Pang Xuan a palm order, ordering him to be by his side at any time and not to leave the range of one zhang, otherwise he would be expelled from the division.

"Senior brother, I now know why you can be the palm of the peak, not because you are a senior brother, not because of how strong your ability is, not because your cultivation realm is higher than mine, but because the face of the junior brother is not as thick as yours!"

It doesn't matter how indifferent he smiles, the clouds are light and light, and he doesn't take it to heart at all.

It can be seen that Mo Qi's skin thickness does have a realm.

After accepting the apprentice, of course, it is going to be inherited, but he doesn't know Fang Eryi's exercises, so this issue can be put aside.

Swordsmanship and body technique, Fang Er also already has the Piercing Heaven Finger and the improved Cangyuan Sword Technique, so what he can teach Fang Er Yi is only Cangyun Peak's Zhenfeng Technique --- Alchemy!

Fang Er also had some initial understanding, and alchemy does not need to be taught by hand, what is needed is understanding and spirituality.

These two points are the place where I look at the Chinese side.

The alchemy codex was passed on to Fang Eryi, so that he could learn and comprehend it himself, and when he was successful, he would let him observe the alchemy, and then let him do alchemy.

Alchemy is a costly project, and a large number of spiritual plants may not be able to make an alchemist, so caution is a must.

It is precisely because of this that the old ghost brought Fang Er into the Nasu world, intending to help Fang Er also achieve the source of fire.

I didn't expect him to be able to refine any high-level elixir, anyway, the old ghost himself wouldn't be able to refine the elixir, but this would allow Fang Er to get more cultivation resources.

Only when his cultivation is improved can it be possible to help him find a physical body and things that are mutually beneficial......

"Old man Mingkong, I won't tell you the origin or anything, it's useless for you to know now. ”

The old ghost introduced himself, and then said: "The old man passed on a technique to help you nurture the fire source as soon as possible, and the fire technique is the most suitable for the alchemist." ”

Fang Er also hesitated: "But I have already apprenticed, can I worship again?"

"The old man didn't say that he would take you as an apprentice!"

Mingkong rudely interrupted Fang Eryi's words, what are you kidding, he modestly said that he didn't say anything, that was to say, Fang Eryi didn't understand.

He's such a well-known figure, and he's actually disliked?

Suppressing his anger, Mingkong said slowly: "The vitality is not divided, chaos is one, and the beginning of the vitality is the chaos element!"

"Mixed elements give birth to yin and yang, yin and yang are divided into Qiankun, Qiankun is determined by three lives, three is born of all things, and the five elements are born together..."

There was a lot of crackling talk, and Fang Er was also very incomprehensible, and he didn't understand it at all.

Mingkong sighed, don't say anything, let's get straight to the point.

Raising his hand, the golden light highlighted the fingertips, urging the suspension in the air, waving his sleeves and sweeping out, and the golden light disappeared from Fang Eryi's eyebrows.

This kind of experience Fang Er is too rich, he doesn't care at all, anyway, the Lingtai is lent out, and he has no autonomy, what do you like, feel free!

It's just that this time is different from the past, in Fang Eryi, inadvertently, the golden light escaped into his mind, and one by one the cumbersome words were scattered from the golden light, pasted into his mind one by one, hidden, and became his memory.

His eyes were closed, his thoughts were emanating, and an obscure text appeared, and he... I don't understand!

Looking at the tangled expression on Fang Eryi's face, Mingkong knew that this was useless at all, and he had to be a word-by-word professor, explaining sentence by sentence, and interpreting it throughout, Mingkong was too tired.

Fang Er is still a little unintelligible, if he doesn't understand, he can't pretend to understand, and he is not ashamed to ask.

For half a month, I patiently talked about the exercises and learned them with an open mind.

Fortunately, Fang Er is also in a small courtyard alone, and he has already told him that he is studying in retreat, so no one will disturb him, otherwise, how can he have so much free time?

This is the practice that Mingkong passed on to Fang Eryi.

After Fang Er also tried to cultivate, he was surprised to find that the operation method of this mixed yuan Qiankun Jue actually had the shadow of the combination of "Cangyuan Jue" and "Vast Sutra".

"Old ghost, this..."

Fang Er also asked his own question, and he needed to be explained, at least when Master asked, he could have a reasonable reason.

Ming Kong said frankly: "What you said about the "Cangyuan Jue" and the "Vast Sutra" are both born from the "Mixed Yuan Qiankun Jue", but they are separated, even if they are merged together, it is just the most superficial method, if you want to derive the fire source with the help of the power of the five elements, you must cultivate the "Mixed Yuan Qiankun Jue". ”

Fang Er was silent, thought of many possibilities, and asked, "According to your meaning, if you want to derive water sources and earth sources... Is it all the same?"

Ming Kong comforted a little in his heart, at least this person was not stupid, nodded and said, "Yes, even as long as you want, you can derive the five elements into the body." ”

Fang Er also knew that that kind of thing would definitely be very difficult, it wasn't that he couldn't endure hardship, he was just a happy young man, why did he let himself bear so much unhappiness?

With the exercises, there is no shortage of spirit stones, and you can start to practice the "Mixed Yuan Qiankun Jue".

However, before that, Fang Er also had to take a pill given by Ming Kong.

"Didn't you say don't take pills?"

Fang Er was also quite entangled, on the one hand, he was worried about the impurities of the pill, and on the other hand, he was worried that there was something wrong with the pill itself.

"Ate it. Mingkong didn't give an explanation, he simply and rudely asked Fang Er to obey.

In the face of strength, Fang Er also estimated that he would suffer losses if he kept going, and then he had to be forced to obey, so it was better to order it directly, at least to avoid a meal of cleaning up.

With a resolute expression, the elixir entered the mouth, swallowed it with his neck raised, slid down his abdomen, and a gurgling warmth dispersed all over his body.

In an instant, the warmth intensified, as hot as a charcoal fire, and Fang Er let out a muffled snort.

Immediately afterward, his throat seemed to be blocked by charcoal fire, and he couldn't make a sound at all, but a raging fire burned in his body, raging.

That kind of pain was unimaginable and unbearable for Fang Er, a piercing pain rushed straight to his mind, and with a buzzing sound, Fang Er only felt that his eyes were snow-white......