"Is this the Seven Star Begonia?" Seeing that the wildflower was inconspicuous, Pingfan bent down and reached out to pick the wildflower.

"Don't move!" Su Wen shouted, "Don't you want to die?" When Pingfan heard this, he couldn't help but be startled, hurriedly retracted his hand, turned his head and asked, "What?"

I only heard Su Wen say: "This seven-star begonia is extremely poisonous all over the body, as long as your skin is stained a little, you will be poisoned to death in the blink of an eye." You just reach out to pick it, aren't you looking for death?" Hearing this, Ping Fan's face couldn't help but turn red, he reached out and scratched the back of his head a few times, and said with a smile: "That's what I said." ”

As he spoke, Su Wen had already climbed off his ordinary back. Then, from his bosom, he took out a pair of snow-white, non-silk and non-leather gloves. The gloves are light and thin, and when you wear them on your hands, they are as transparent as you can see the skin on your hands clearly. Su Wen put on his gloves, took a deep breath, then held his breath and lowered his head to collect the Seven Star Begonia petals. When collecting, Su Wen held his breath and concentrated, as if he was afraid that he would take a heavy breath and shake the flower down. Su Wen finished picking one and another, and only then did he sigh softly until he had picked all the flowers on the two trees. After Su Wen finished picking the petals, he climbed onto the back of the ordinary man again and said, "Let's go!"

When the two of them came out of the cave, it was already lunchtime. Pingfan massaged her and healed the pain on her legs, and the two walked side by side to the front yard. Along the way, everyone saw Su Wen, nodded their heads one by one, and said hello again and again. When they saw the ordinary, they all turned their heads, as if there was no such person as ordinary in front of them. The ordinary surname is simple, and he never likes to hold grudges against others, but he doesn't take it to heart.

Ahead of the line, it is the boundary of Bodhi Temple. Looking at it from afar, it is a very tall and very large white jade archway, and the three gilded characters of "Bodhi Temple" on it reflect the light, dazzling and shining. In the archway, the pavilions and pavilions inside, the palace and the water pavilion are faintly exposed, and the indescribable bustle and luxury. When the two approached, two disciples of the courtyard had already blocked the way. Su Wen showed the pass waist card, and the two immediately bowed down and let them go, but they didn't ask more than half a word.

The two entered, passed through several halls, and came to a large and spacious house. The house was red tiles and black walls, and it seemed to be no different from ordinary houses. However, the fragrance of flowers is rich, and the green smoke is curling, which is ten times more elegant than that of ordinary people.

When I walked into the house, I saw that the room was empty, only in the center, there was a bronze tripod nine feet high and several feet in diameter. The smoke in the ding, the fire under the ding, is naturally alchemy. On the side of Dading, a young disciple in his twenties was squatting, waving a pu fan, fanning the fire so happily that he couldn't even wipe his face with sweat.

Su Wen saw the man and coughed lightly. The man looked up and saw Su Wen, hurriedly stood up straight, and said respectfully, "Teacher!"

Su Wen nodded, waved his hand, and said, "I don't need you here for the time being, you can go out first!" The man listened, and a look of disappointment gradually appeared on his face. After a while, the man finally arched his hand and turned to exit the door. Before leaving, I didn't forget to close the door.

Su Wen turned around and said, "Silly boy, why don't you come over and help?" Hearing this, Ping Fan couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and asked, "Help, what do you help?" Su Wen glanced at him, stretched out his hand to the big ding in the room, and said angrily: "If you don't come to help me fan, how can I open the furnace for alchemy?" Remember to fan six hundred and thirty-six times in one breath, without half a pause, do you know?"

When he picked up the fan, he felt that his hand was quite heavy, and he seemed to have seventy or eighty pounds. With his cultivation at this time, it is a heavy object of one or two hundred catties, and it should be lifted at will, and it does not take half an effort. I only fanned it twice, and I felt that my breathing was heavy and my arms were sore. As for the pu fan, it seemed to have added thousands of catties of weight, so that he couldn't lift it. Ordinary people looked at the fan and thought, "What is this fan made of? It's so heavy?"

was groaning to himself, but he heard Su Wenliang's voice say: "I want you to fan the fire, because I can afford you, and I have the heart to bring you." If you are afraid of getting dirty and tired, you can go back now, and I will not stop you. It's just that out of this door, our agreement is canceled. After that, he hugged his hands in front of his chest, and his face was full of a look of wanting to watch a good show.

When the ordinary person heard this, he couldn't help but be angry and ashamed, and thought to himself: "I was born and died with you, and I originally came here for the sake of the Tsukidan, since we have all reached this point, how can I give up halfway? If I can't even stand this little suffering, then what kind of manly husband is it? Okay, if you want to look down on me, I'm going to show you how useful I am?"

Thinking of this, the ordinary took a long breath, and put his internal breath in the dantian, and when he landed, he only felt that his limbs and hundreds of bones were full of strength. By this time, the ordinary had already suppressed all the unhappiness in his heart and fanned the fire wholeheartedly. When he was fanning, he listened to Su Wen and said: "To refine this furnace pill, you must fan it for five hours every day, until the furnace is opened after 7749 days." Dan Chengzhi said, naturally you can't benefit from it. Ordinary listened, nodded, and fanned hard.

When the ordinary count reached fifteen, his whole body was already sweating, and his arms seemed to be useless, and it was difficult to move at all. Ordinary slowly regained his luck, and thought: "I originally thought that as long as I had the materials, I could start alchemy. I didn't expect that just fanning the fire would take so much effort, no wonder the sixth senior brother told me that the elixir is the most rare, even if it is one, it is not easy to give it to people. If I hadn't met her, I'm afraid that if I had been cultivating for another ten or eight years, I might not have such an opportunity. If I don't practice my skills, God will not let me go down the mountain for the rest of my life. Thinking of this, the heart of the ordinary Dao can't help but go deeper.

After a while, Pingfan thought again: "Well, these five hours have just begun, how can I just give up halfway? Since I have agreed to her, I must do what I say. Regardless of whether this furnace succeeds or not, I will do my best after all. When I think of this, my heart is calm. At the moment, while secretly operating the internal breath, he raised the pu fan and slowly fanned the fire one by one.

Su Wen sat in front of the ding, quietly looking at the ordinary. At first, there was still a bit of ridicule on her face, but later, the ridicule became lighter and lighter, and it slowly turned into surprise. It turned out that what she was thinking in her heart was: "My fan, even ordinary disciples in the foundation building period may not be able to mention it, this kid is only a cultivator of the ninth layer of qi, how can he be so powerful? After I got started, I worked hard for three years, so I had this ability. Although this stupid boy's cultivation is shallow, it is rare to have such a solid foundation, if he is allowed to learn some more spells, he is afraid that if he starts to do it, he may not lose to the disciples in the foundation building period. ”

Ordinary slapped thirty-six times, and gradually felt that the dantian was empty, and it seemed that even the last trace of strength had been squeezed out. Looking at his body again, he was already soaked in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water. Ordinary was still waiting to fan again, but he heard Su ask and said, "You can take a break." When you regain your strength, you can fan the fire again. Ordinary nodded, and adjusted his luck. Su Wen kept adding medicinal herbs to the furnace while he was pranayama. It wasn't until fifteen flavors of herbs were added in one breath that the lid was closed.

About the time of the meal, Ping Fan slowly opened his eyes, and the tiredness on his face disappeared. He didn't wait for Su to ask, picked up the pu fan and fanned it. It's also strange to say that the pu fan was only seventy or eighty catties before, and after being fanned by him for such an hour, it seemed to weigh another hundred catties, and it actually weighed two hundred catties, and it was still as heavy as before in ordinary hands. Ordinary people don't think much about it, seeing that Su Wen frequently added medicinal materials to the Dan furnace, the fan fire became faster and faster. The firelight reflected his swarthy face, and from time to time there were slight "crackling" sounds, which seemed indescribably warm.

Since then, in addition to the homework that must be done every day, ordinary people have been accompanying Su Wen at other times to fan the fire for the Nadan furnace. It's also strange to say, every time he rests, he will feel that the fan in his hand is a little heavier, and at first, he also thought that he was very tired, so that he had an illusion. It wasn't until the sandbag for practicing was added to 500 catties that he was sure that his cultivation had indeed made great progress.

How do ordinary people know that the pu fan in Su Wendan's room is called the wind and fire fan, which is not only extremely heavy in itself, but also has an unexpected use: the weight of this wind and fire fan changes with the strength of the user. If you have more strength, the heavier the weight of the fan will naturally be, and the less the strength, the lighter the weight of the fan. Pingfan has been fanning the fire here for more than a month, and invisibly, his own cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, which he could not have expected at the beginning.

It's early in the morning.

Ordinary squatted in front of the stove, desperately fanning. Even Su Wen's eyes were full of nervousness. Because they know that today is the last day of Cheng Dan!

"Snort, snort!"

In the Dan furnace, suddenly a white gas rushed out. The lid of the Dan furnace "slammed" and flipped over, revealing five pills of different colors inside.

"It's done!" Su Wen let out a long laugh and clapped his hands.

(ps:After today's chapter is updated,,It's actually put in the work.,Fortunately, I looked back.,Well,It's done.,Readers can read it.,Hehe.,I'm so sorry.。 ）