Although it is said that the Jindan and above can basically not eat the fireworks of the world, but the middle and low-level cultivators, including the foundation building period, can't do it! In the past few days, news of insect plagues has been spread from the major sects, and the prices of the spirit valleys in the major markets have begun to rise. Moreover, the number of Spirit Valleys circulating in the market has decreased sharply in the past few days, which means that some people have begun to hoard Spirit Valleys.

If Fang Zhuo could come up with a feasible idea at this moment, the favor of the Bitter Sword Sect would really sell a lot! There were only a few masters of the Jindan level of each sect, and not the vast majority of them needed to eat and drink? Similarly, without the work of these low-level cultivators, the high-ranking old guys could live so nourishingly?

Shen Pingqi asked Fang Zhuo to choose retreat or face the wall, his intention was to slightly block the requests for help from various sects. If Fang Zhuo researched a new method, then the sect would start to help.

"This ............. Fang Zhuo was upset.

"Xingyun Ancestor can't make a move, this is for sure. Fang Zhuo said. Shen Pingqi glanced at him, took the half-gnawed rabbit leg bone and knocked on the back of Fang Zhuo's hand and said, "Xingyun is your name, your name is Chu Old Ancestor." ”

Fang Zhuo stuck out his tongue and smiled embarrassedly. He really didn't know the surname of Chu Xingyun, the white-haired old man.

"If you want to replace tarragon, the younger generation must first get the alternative elixir and study it. But............. Fang Zhuo showed an embarrassed expression.

"But what?" Wang Pinglin was a little anxious.

"However, that tarragon is just a staple medicine. If you want to attract the green-winged flying borer, you also need some other rare medicinal materials. He raised his head, looked at Wang Pinglin in embarrassment, and said embarrassedly: "Even if there is dragon artemisia, it must be refined first." Refining all kinds of elixirs into incense, burning incense to attract. ”

"Refining incense?" Wang Pinglin and Shen Pingqi both looked surprised.

"Yes. Fang Zhuo scratched his head and said with some surprise: "However, if the sect has a master of incense refining, I will start it." Although I have learned how to make incense, I have never done it in practice. ”

"You said you could refine incense?!" This time, Shen Pingqi, a lazy person, couldn't sit still! The two old men raised their voices in unison.

"How is it possible?!" another voice interjected, and Dong Zhen stepped in.

"This ............. Fang Zhuo looked at the three old guys, and the wolf-like eyes made him can't help but shrink back.

"Refining incense is just refining and burning incense. Is this, is this difficult?" Fang Zhuo muttered in a small voice.

"Is it still difficult?!" Shen Pingqi held the rabbit leg and pointed at his head and said, "You little rabbit cub, don't you know that the art of refining incense has been lost in the cultivation world for thousands of years?!"

"Uh............. Fang Zhuo was really dumbfounded this time.

In fact, a few people just said that as long as Fang Zhuo came up with a way, the sect might have a chance to sell a big friendship to the other factions this time. Moreover, maybe you can take this opportunity to knock out a bamboo stick and make the other factions vomit blood. Even Shen Pingkun also mentioned that there are some ancient catalogues in the collections of a certain sect, and he wants to take the opportunity to borrow them to take a look.

At this time, Feng Lei gave Fang Zhuo a hint. Since there is a bamboo pole to knock, why don't you take the benefits on yourself? Feng Lei and Fang Zhuo are one and the same, even if Wang Pinglin, the ancestor of the primordial child, is in front of him, he can't detect his communication with Fang Zhuo.

Fang Zhuo also knew that the bamboo pole was easy to knock, but he couldn't come up with a suitable method, and if someone sent the bamboo pole to the door, you wouldn't be able to knock it. He replied to Fenglei, even if he brought tarragon, he didn't know how to refine it.

No, at this time, the golden light of the general outline of the talisman flickered slightly, and a page was opened, and a whole set of refining methods for burning incense appeared on it. It turned out that this part was originally in the artifact chapter, but Fang Zhuo hadn't touched it yet. At this time, it was necessary to refine incense urgently, and the general outline of Fu Gong had an induction and took out this part of the content in advance.

With the support of the general outline of Fu Zheng, Fang Zhuo really wanted to give it a try. Dragon's Artemisia has dragon energy, which can attract green-winged flying borers, while other elixirs with dragon energy are really not impossible. In ancient times, when he chose tarragon, Fang Zhuo preferred to believe that it was because among the spiritual materials growing near the keel, mugwort was probably the lowest and most valuable.

However, I didn't expect that the word "refining incense" caused such a big response.

"Uh, senior, I'm not a rabbit cub, you ............ Is. Fang Zhuo shrank back again, carefully raised his right index finger and tapped the rabbit leg in Shen Pingku's hand.

"Hahaha. The three old men laughed in unison. Shen Pingqi stuffed the rabbit leg into his mouth fiercely, and scolded vaguely: "Bastard boy." ”

"Fang Zhuo, do you really know the art of alchemy?" Wang Pinglin looked at him eagerly.

Fang Zhuo nodded solemnly: "Yes, the art of alchemy of incense, I have read it in an ancient book." The ancient book was very detailed, and the younger generation was just curious at that time, so they read it back and forth a few times. I already know the content, but I haven't practiced it. ”

"That's it!" Shen Pingqi changed his lazy appearance, and waved his big hand: "Dong Zhen, I remember that the Jade Rui Sect still has a set of ancient incense refining utensils, and asked them to take it out." Regardless of whether Fang Zhuo's method succeeds or not, if the incense refining technique can be reproduced, this is more important than anything else!"

When Fang Zhuo heard him say this, he was sure that the original incense refining technique had really been lost. Before he entered the Bitter Sword Sect, he had read books on the cultivation realm, and there were occasional introductions about incense refining. But it's just a mention of the word "incense refining". Among them, Fang Zhuo once saw someone's evaluation, saying that this technique is extremely wonderful, and it is estimated that only some major sects may still be circulating at present. Unexpectedly, this sentence misled Fang Zhuo, making him mistakenly think that the art of alchemy still has a heritage.

"Actually, the art of alchemy has not been completely broken. Ancestor Wang Pinglin popularized Fang Zhuo: "There are still ............ overseas In other places, in fact, there is still more or less the inheritance of incense refining, but now it should be incomplete, and I am afraid that the complete one is really lost. In our three realms, Fulong Mountain, Haiyan City, and Yuling Mountain, the art of alchemy has long disappeared for thousands of years. At present, the very small number of incense burns that some old fellows of the sect cherish are still collected sporadically in Haiyan City. Haiyan City is close to the sea, and occasionally things from overseas can be circulated in. ”

Only then did Fang Zhuo understand the value of the art of alchemy. Unexpectedly, he unintentionally exposed his unique skills, which made Fang Zhuo very unhappy! Although he didn't want to cherish the secret technique for himself, but if the incense refining technique was exposed, he might not be able to control himself in many places, this feeling Fang Zhuo didn't like.