For the technique of killing people—Xiao Bi shouldn't try this, but in Zheng Guo's Qi Cultivation Cultivator Competition, it is likely that he survived with this skill—Jian Ruochen didn't want to ask anyone for experience, not even Luo Fan.

Killing people is a fast, steady, ruthless, and most powerful technique, that is, no one knows how you do it, and since no one understands, there is no way to prevent it.

No one has taught Jian Ruochen this, but there are some things that don't need to be taught.

After Jian Ruochen swung the Xuantie Mother Knife a few times, he suddenly turned the blade and slashed lightly on his left index finger.

A streak of blood appeared on the belly of the index finger, and then, bright red blood gushed out, the index finger suddenly hurt, and the blood gushed out from the small wound at an impossible speed, and the Xuantie mother knife seemed to open an invisible mouth, frantically absorbing the blood of the index finger.

With a movement of the right hand, the wound on the left index finger of the left hand that the Xuantie mother knife left, and the wound on the left index finger quickly began to coagulate, and then smoothed.

But the Xuantie Mother Knife in his right hand kept trembling, as if he wanted to break free of Jian Ruochen's hand, and then pounced on the wound on his left hand, until the wound on his left hand completely disappeared, and the faint smell of blood in the air disappeared, and the trembling of the Xuantie Mother Knife stopped.

In the middle of this, Jian Ruochen had been calmly holding the mother knife, but her right hand holding the mother knife was too hard, and the bone fingers on the back of the hand were protruding, revealing the surprise in her heart.

This Xuantie mother knife is really bloodthirsty, if she hadn't struck iron to exercise strong finger strength, she would have almost been able to grasp this knife just now, and the consequence of not being able to grasp it was that this knife could kill herself for bloodthirsty.

These few drops of blood are still not recognizable, and they still have to be sacrificed with their divine sense, that is, they can be considered to have completed the sacrifice by letting their divine consciousness and blood infiltrate into the mother knife together.

But will the mother knife even be devoured by the divine sense?

Jian Ruochen stared at the mother knife and thought for a while, and once again slashed his index finger with the mother knife.

Everything was repeated, and when the Xuantie Mother Knife was quiet, Jian Ruochen put the Mother Knife into the storage bag.

Jian Ruochen divided the cultivation time into another hour, this hour, she would practice spells and the use of magic weapons in the Dan room, of course, before practicing every day, she would take out the mother knife, cut it on her index finger twice, occasionally three times, feel the bloodthirsty desire of the mother knife, the irritability in the palm of her hand, and then throw it back into the storage bag.

And in more than two months, Jian Ruochen's level of making talismans has also been greatly improved, and there are more finished talismans in the storage bag, which is completely different from other talismans, each series has at least one kind of talisman, and there are very few low-grade ones, most of them are medium-grade, and there are a few of them that are of high grade.

Ordinary talisman makers, after making a certain talisman, have to choose and sell them in exchange for spirit stones, but the most important thing for Jian Ruochen is the spirit stone, and the talisman really does not occupy a place, so the talisman in the storage bag has also begun to increase.

Mo Xiaoyan finally ended her two-month-long retreat, and gave Jian Ruochen a bottle of elixir, which was still attributeless, and after the retreat, Mo Xiaoyan was not surprised to see Jian Ruochen advance to the late stage of Qi training, and excitedly told Jian Ruochen that she was already a real middle-grade alchemist.

The two of them celebrated a little, Jian Ruochen went to the Vermilion Bird Hall once, Ye Fei was in retreat, she found Steward Ye, bought the spirit fruit and some processed spiritual food from him, and Steward Ye also gave an additional jar of spiritual wine as a congratulatory gift.

Mo Xiaoyan's closeness to Jian Ruochen stems from Jian Ruochen's seriousness towards her, Jian Ruochen is a good listener and a good conversation partner, and Mo Xiaoyan always has a feeling that he can relax and be casual in front of Jian Ruochen.

The two of them dined together, drank spiritual wine, and then watched the moon together in the courtyard, and the moon was only a crescent moon.

Jian Ruochen admired the moon with another person for the first time, the crescent moon was really small, so that Jian Ruochen suddenly thought of all kinds of sayings about the moon in the previous world, since the cultivation, her eyesight has increased a lot, if it is a full moon, is it possible to see the crater on it with the naked eye - this is also the earth, and the moon in the sky is also the moon before.

Jian Ruochen rarely had some thoughts that she shouldn't have at her age and this identity - whenever she thought of her identity, she was the last step to think of the identity of a monk in reality.

"Master Jian's nephew, Uncle Zhao said that after the big competition, you will be able to build a foundation. Mo Xiaoyan never drank the spirit wine in a daze, thinking of the way she tasted the spirit wine while telling the time, method, and function of refining this jar of spirit wine, Jian Ruochen was a little funny.

I also think of myself, the woman who is addicted to academics is the most uninteresting, and after tasting the spirit wine, this can be regarded as the moon before the flower, there should always be some romantic thoughts - I am secretly funny after thinking of this, the word romance seems to be insulated from her.

"It should be, when the time comes, Senior Mo will become Senior Sister Mo. Jian Ruochen quipped.

"I'm going to specialize in poison pills. Mo Xiaoyan said suddenly.

Jian Ruochen was startled.

Mo Xiaoyan then said: "My father and Uncle Zhao didn't let me touch the poison pill, but I am already an intermediate alchemist, refining the poison pill will not be harmful to me, but it's a pity that I can't refine it for you in such a short period of time and use it in Dabi." ”

Mo Xiaoyan sighed, looking a little regretful.

"Do you like refining the poison pill, or is it just for me?" Jian Ruochen asked.

"It is always necessary to come into contact, an excellent alchemist must learn to refine any kind of elixir, so that in the end, it will not fall into the hands of the elixir, don't you know? Mo Xiaoyan didn't care about it.

"Why?" Jian Ruochen frowned slightly.

"Because, we all aspire to become a high-level alchemist, and then a top-grade Dan master, as a top-grade Dan master, we can both use the elixir to save people and kill people with the elixir, the poison pill is just one of them, and there are pills. ”

Mo Xiaoyan looked up at the sky, his eyes were a little obsessive, "You must have never heard of the pill, you don't even know about the poison pill." ”

"What is the pill?" Jian Ruochen heard the name for the first time.

"It's a flying sword, a flying sword like a spirit pill, a flying sword specially used to kill alchemists. Mo Xiaoyan's voice was a little excited, "I want to refine a pill, before that, I must be able to refine a poison pill." ”

"Why do you have to use pills to kill alchemists?" Jian Ruochen asked after being silent for a while.