There is another thing that dialects have always kept in mind, and that is the matter of learning alchemy. In the past, Fang Yan had always been interested in this, thinking that he could practice it with a book of alchemy methods, but after some classics, especially the jade slip of the famous Qingyang Sect's relics, he understood that if he wanted to make an alchemy, he must first refine the spiritual fire, which was the brilliant avenue for the great sect to cultivate a Dan master, and it was repeatedly emphasized that as an alchemist, the spiritual fire of alchemy must be carefully chosen.

There are countless kinds of spiritual fires in the cultivation realm, there are tens of thousands of them that are well documented, and there are a large number of them that have not been discovered. For example, the fire of refining weapons is high in force, and what is needed is the fire power to smelt all things, while the spiritual fire used in alchemy requires to be stable and uniform and easy to control, otherwise the delicate spirit grass will turn into fly ash as soon as it enters the fire.

It is said that there are many professions that also need to use spiritual fire, such as spiritual doctors who are designed to heal people's wounds, spiritual tea masters who prepare tea ceremonies, and even some formation mages will look for some special spiritual fires and introduce formations to enhance their power.

There are many kinds of spiritual fires, and they are almost ubiquitous in the cultivation realm, but that is the description of the conditions for the formation of spiritual fires on the jade slip, not that spiritual fires are like weeds on the side of the road, and you can pick up a few of them at will. On the contrary, spiritual fires are very scarce, especially some spiritual fires suitable for the two major professions of Dan weapons are even more scarce, and some famous Dan fires are on par with top treasures, and they are the top resources that everyone in the entire immortal cultivation world is fighting for, and it is difficult to get hold of them without the opportunity to defy the sky.

Starting from the idea of alchemy in dialect, he has asked many monks and shops, and the answers he got are basically based on luck, either he bought it in some shops and auctions, or he had to search in a dangerous place, saying that people like Fang Yan who are eager to practice alchemy, even many alchemists will often go to some dangerous places to explore, hoping to find an alchemy fire that suits them.

Those places were not for a minor monk like Fang Yan to go, so when he went to some markets, he would try his best to find out about the spiritual fire, and if he was lucky, he would buy one. As the elixir he planted in the medicine garden began to mature, and more and more elixirs were stored for hand training, the dialect became more and more thirsty for spiritual fire.

I heard that there will be an auction tomorrow, and the jack-of-all-trades in the sect said that there might be a spiritual fire, but he didn't know what kind of fire it was. Taking advantage of the fact that there were not many things at hand during this time, Fang Yan wanted to try his luck, and after he advanced, he went to Fang Market once, and he did not encounter any danger, so this time he was ready to go alone with the courage to go.

Since he was going to auction the spiritual fire, it was estimated that the competition would be very fierce, and Fang Yan had tens of thousands of spirit stones on his body, which should be enough, but he still had to be fully prepared before, and he was determined to take it at all costs. There are a lot of valuable things on the dialect, but there are not many things that can be sold and exchanged, only the spirit grass is a better option, except for a few very rare ones that dare not be sold, there are many that can be auctioned at the auction, so that the dialect can bid with others with confidence.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan took out three elixirs with an age of about three hundred years from the storage bag dedicated to storing spirit grass, packed them in three jade boxes, and put them into his usual storage bag.

In the afternoon, the dialect brought the black evil and the magic vine, and the sword flew straight to the Fang City, appearing at the gate of the Fang City in less than an hour. Find an inn and stay first, and walk around a few streets in dialect, what can be bought. Now there are too many items on Fang Yan's body, and he can't sell them all, so he doesn't need to buy many of them, but he just bought a few bottles of medium-grade pills suitable for taking in the middle of Qi cultivation in Wanling Pavilion.

I also sold some unused sundries in a few small grocery stores, and the others did not dare to sell indiscriminately, and this fang market has always had a bad impression of the dialect. After returning to the inn and resting for the night, the dialect came to the auction house early the next morning.

When he came to the auction office, Fang Yan told the monk inside that he wanted to auction off a few hundred years of elixir, and the man immediately found an appraiser here, and then Fang Yan handed over the three elixirs. The appraiser was slightly surprised, and it didn't take long for the appraisal to be completed, and then he took a jade plaque and handed it to Fang Yan, telling him to come and collect the spirit stones obtained from the auction after the auction.

Fang Yan nodded, put the sign into the storage bag, and a maid brought him into a private room, where he sat alone and no one disturbed him, which was a treatment only for VIPs, and Fang Yan also enjoyed it. Before entering the private room, Fang Yan's divine sense quickly probed the surroundings, and felt that no one was paying attention before walking in. From here there is an auction house, the location is very good, Fang Yan sat down near the window, quietly waiting for the opening.

The auction began quickly, and the people who participated in the auction today were far less popular than last time, but they were barely filled. A bewitching-looking gorgeous nun presided over the auction, although the auction items were very ordinary, but as soon as the nun introduced a few words, the scene became very hot, and everyone below would also bid enthusiastically, which surprised Fang Yan.

This female cultivator is probably practicing exercises with a seductive effect, and relying on her own cultivation in the foundation building period, she has confused the monks not far from her, and Fang Yan is secretly glad that she did not sit there, otherwise she is afraid that she will have to pay a lot of unjust money.

The auction gradually entered the later stage, and the scene became more popular, all the three spirit grasses consigned by Fang Yan were auctioned, each of which was auctioned at a high price of tens of thousands of spirit stones, and the three plants were auctioned for a total of more than 30,000 spirit stones, plus the spirit stones on Fang Yan's body, all the spirit stones have exceeded 100,000, and he has some confidence in the successful auction of the spirit fire.

The auction continued, during which Fang Yan only spent thousands of spirit stones to buy a large-capacity wine gourd for storing a large amount of spirit wine in the future, and then did not make another move, only waiting for the spiritual fire to appear. As the items were auctioned off one by one, it was finally time for the auction of the finale treasures, and Fang Yan settled his mind and no longer cared about the auction of other items.

The last treasure was presented, and sure enough, it was a spiritual fire, and the man's news was really well-informed, and I don't know where it came from. The gorgeous female cultivator said with a smile: "One copy of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire, the base price is 50,000 spirit stones, and the price increase is not less than 5,000 each time." ”

"Fifty thousand. ”

"The old man gave 100,000. Before the dialect could speak, it was raised to 100,000.

In just a breath of time, there were several private rooms with prices, as if they didn't need money, OnePlus was tens of thousands, and the price of this spiritual fire was raised in an instant.

Fang Yan was still hesitating at this time, the Earth Spirit Flame was actually not the spiritual fire used by the alchemist, it was more suitable for refining weapons, because of its fierce firepower, it was difficult to control it very carefully, especially for a beginner like Fang Yan, it was difficult to refine, let alone control it freely. But the spiritual fire is really hard to find, and if you encounter it, you don't want to miss it, so Fang Yan thinks it's better to shoot it down, and then find a way to do the rest.

But in such a short period of time, the price of the spiritual fire has soared to more than 200,000 spirit stones, and Fang Yan can't help but be entangled again, although the spirit stones are not enough, they can also be discounted with items, but Fang Yan thought about it again, and couldn't find a suitable item.

There were only two people left bidding in the field, and in the end, a monk who sounded not too old took this spiritual fire into his pocket at the price of 250,000 spirit stones, and taught the dialect on the side.

The whole auction was over, and Fang Yan walked out of the auction hall with a disappointed mood, first went to the auction office to collect the spirit stones of the three elixirs and the wine gourd magic weapon, and then left through a temporary passage provided by the auction house. Fang Yan didn't stop in Fang City, and went directly out of the gate of Fang City along the street, and then the sword flew up and went straight to Luoxia Mountain.

After flying for less than a quarter of an hour, the dialect's divine consciousness sensed that there was a monk nearby, and quickly retracted his mind and opened the coverage of the divine consciousness with all his might.

Fang Yan was slightly stunned, not knowing if these two had been eyeing each other for a long time, or if they had met by chance. Now there is no need to distinguish between people's posture, but to keep the tongue here forever.

At this time, Fang Yan's mind changed rapidly, and it didn't take long for him to have an idea, since these two people had bad intentions, he simply left them all in one go. Then Fang Yan suddenly accelerated, swept towards a dense forest below, entered the woods, and quickly selected an area, leaving the magic vine on a tree, hiding himself in a bush under a dirt bag, and releasing a black evil by his side, guarding the grass and trees overhead.

The two monks arrived in an instant, and among them, there was a mid-stage monk of the fifth level of qi refining, whose divine sense was not much lower than that of Fang Yan, and he discovered his hiding place at once, and immediately commanded another monk of the fourth layer of qi refining to outflank Fang Yan. At this time, Fang Yan was also very nervous in his heart, the two mid-stage monks were not afraid, but he had never faced each other like this before, and there was no formation to borrow now.

As the two monks slowly approached, Fang Yan lowered his body and hid in the bushes, his left hand talisman and right hand flying needle magic weapon, but his expression was frightened.

The corners of the fifth-floor monk's mouth curved slightly, and he said with a sneer: "Why are you so nervous, the two of us just have something to ask, let's get up and answer." ”

"Why are you waiting to chase and kill you, the two of you have never seen you before. The dialect didn't go around in circles with them, and stood up and asked directly.

"Hehe, you kid is an understanding person, coming out of the VIP pavilion of the auction house, I think he is also a wealthy person, and the brothers are just begging for a living here, if you know each other, leave the storage bag and roll out." The leader no longer concealed it, and Edgeworth fell to the ground, and a large black knife in his hand suddenly held in his hand, and slowly walked over.

"Just a storage bag, it really won't kill me?" Fang Yan continued to perform, pretending to be a timid rookie.

The two of them walked around the dialect at this time, and stood in front of each other, blocking all the routes of his escape.

"Of course, the two of us have always only taken treasures, never killed. A skinny mid-term monk next to him laughed triumphantly.

Even now, the situation around him changed abruptly, and several thick black magic vines suddenly wrapped around the mid-stage monk led by him, and the monk who was smiling and talking, a small needle eye appeared on his forehead, and then a sharp claw covered with black scales appeared on his chest, and he fell backwards with his head back in just a moment.

"What a thief, so insidious. In the blink of an eye, his companion was killed, and the leading mid-stage monk was frightened and frightened, and wanted to swing his big sword to attack Fang Yan, and he also tore the demon vine with one hand.

But in an instant, he knew the power of the demon vine, and shouted in panic: "What the hell is this, what kind of person are you kid!"

Fang Yan didn't answer, and commanded the black evil to attack the past together, and the monk who was entangled by the demon vine, although he had the cultivation of the fifth layer of qi refining, he was killed by the silver needle of the dialect without the slightest resistance, and his body was torn in half by the black evil, and the scene was very bloody, and even the dialect went.

Hurriedly ordered the black demon to put away the storage bags on the two of them, and the soul card flew out and rolled the two frightened souls, and then Fang Yan put away the soul card demon pet and threw a few fireballs at the corpse on the ground.

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