The small Dan furnace is the source of the fragrance, and it is filled with nails-sized pills one by one, exuding aroma and dazzling radiance, Ding Wenwen intoxicated stretched out her hand and wanted to grasp it in the palm of her hand, but stopped stiffly. She was afraid, afraid of repeating the mistakes of the past, afraid that this was another brilliant mirage.

Duan Qing was also slightly stunned, but he didn't have so many concerns, he reached out and grabbed a handful, and what came from his hand was a porcelain-like texture, with a little force, it didn't turn into powder, it seemed to have the hardness of glass, and he couldn't help but move in his heart: Pill, is this how it is refined?

Looking at Duan Qing's gaze that turned from cold to joy, Ding Wenwen realized that this was true, held it with both hands, and then opened a gap between her fingers, quietly listening to the sound of the pills falling and hitting each other, which was even more exaggerated than Scrooge, and she was intoxicated.

Duan Qing didn't bother Ding Wenwen, how could he not be pleasantly surprised, the elixir was needed by any monk, it was really a good thing that no matter how much it was, it would never be too little.

When he was a teenager, Duan Qing was often able to achieve the dream of picking up a true and complete Qi Pill, but as time went by, he gradually grew up, and he gradually stopped having this dream, because he found that there was really only garbage on the garbage mountain, and it was almost impossible for a complete pill to exist, and the reason why he said almost was because he wanted to preserve the last illusion.

Staring at the Dan furnace, Duan Qing heard such a sentence, it is better to teach people to fish than to teach people to fish, I don't know what the idea of discarding the Dan furnace is, but no matter what it is, I should thank him.

"There must be seventy or eighty of these, no, I'm afraid there must be a hundred, and they have been issued! What do you think, sit down, and divide the pills. Ding Wenwen couldn't suppress her excitement at all, her face was full of joy of harvest, she immediately moved a small table, covered her clean clothes very carefully, saw Duan Qing sit down, poured out all the pills, and then you and I divided them one by one, and in the last check, everyone was divided into fifty-four.

Ding Wenwen counted on the spot: "Twelve hours a day, if you take it once every three hours, you can take up to three pills a day... Oh my God, this furnace of elixir is enough for us to cultivate for twenty days! This is an almost non-stop cultivation, and if we go on like this, it will be very difficult to not want to increase in the realm!"

Duan Qing silently put away his share, while listening to Ding Wenwen's chatter, but surprisingly did not feel annoyed, probably because of the joy of finally refining the elixir, which made him accustomed to the quiet temperament also become adaptable.

Suddenly unable to hear her voice, Duan Qing couldn't help but raise his head and look over, only to see Ding Wenwen's face full of seriousness, and said faintly: "Do you know, even the inner disciples of the three major sects can only receive ten Qi Benefiting Pills every month, and the outer disciples only have three, and we..." ”

Duan Qinggang wanted to speak, but Ding Wenwen stood up and rushed out of the basement at a trot, while saying, "I'm not leaving, I just want to be alone." She didn't dare to raise her hand to wipe her tears when she ran out of the basement, she didn't want Duan Qing to see her tearful side, this joy and impact could not be explained in a few words, she just wanted to be alone for a while and gradually digest this fact.

Seeing that Ding Wenwen even forgot to accept the strange fire, Duan Qing was slightly stunned, but thinking that Ding Wenwen would not do anything unusual in this situation, he didn't pay attention to it anymore, looked at the other two Qi Pill materials, and decided to strike while the iron was hot and refine two more furnaces, for the sake of the elixir, but also for his own proficiency.

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In the room where the broken door was closed, Ding Wenwen jumped and jumped, cried and laughed, and hummed nursery rhymes for a while, and finally calmed down her irrepressible mood, opened the purse, counted the pills again, exactly fifty-four, put the purse in her heart, and lay on the bed with both hands, the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually calmed down for a long time.

When the dream becomes a reality, this feeling is like an alcoholic getting a lot of good wine, an addict getting a good tobacco, a foodie seeing a delicious taste...

It's all irresistible temptation.

It took a full hour for Ding Wenwen to completely stabilize her emotions, open her eyes, get up neatly, sit cross-legged on the bed, and very carefully take out a pill and put it in her mouth.

Ding Wenwen knew that this was the result of the medicinal power being absorbed by the body almost instantly, and hurriedly ran the mental method to drive the flow of true qi, and felt that the feeling of "qi" was stronger than before, and couldn't help but secretly say, the pill is the pill, and it is definitely not a medicine that can be compared.

......

Duan Qing and Ding Wenwen, one because of busyness and the other because of joy, both ignored the concept of time, in fact, they stayed in the basement for a long time, but it was already dusk on the third day.

As always, the sunset is coming to an end, and even the birds are beginning to fly back to their nests.

A few sloppy figures appeared in the dim light, and the tattered ones carried even more tattered baskets on their backs, carrying wooden forks in their hands, and looked a little listless, because they had almost nothing to gain today, and they were beaten up because of the turf problem, and all the gains were taken, although the lesson was not profound, and there were no injuries except for the blue nose and swollen eyes, but that piece of land could not be owned anymore, and the man also spoke, and he saw that he was beaten once.

The tragic experience made them depressed and didn't want to speak, and occasionally those who said a cruel word couldn't get a response at all, because there were hundreds of people under those people, and more than 20 of them were monks.

I don't have a chance if I want to fight hard!

The five of them walked with their heads drooping, and suddenly found that the scene in front of them seemed familiar, a very large but very dilapidated old house, the stone steps in front of the door, if there was a girl sitting on it, and a few cruel words, maybe a lot of broken silver!

They glanced at each other, and their faces were blue and swollen, and they all showed lewd smiles, and one of them said, "We extorted so much silver last time, and we spent it for three days of happiness, and I don't think she can have any more silver." ”

The other grinned and said, "Even if you don't have any money, that appearance is quite good, and you can sell yourself to pay off your debts!"

"Hey, hey, hey," came out of the lewd laughter, and one of them quickly raised his finger to his lips, "Shhh ”

"!, if she were a monk, she would give us so much silver?Do you think monks are merciful, forget how your eyes are swollen, and by that I can be sure she's not a monk!" said the other, categorically.