"I probably learned it from Jing Xing, but later on I became more interested in Fu Tao, so I stopped refining alchemy."
However, not refining elixirs very much does not affect his ability to make elixirs.
However, on this journey, it is not as far as Pei Jing.
Sang Luo held his chin up and looked at the flames dancing under the alchemy furnace.
"That's why you asked me to take pictures of Xuanbing Chalcedony. Is it used for making elixirs?"
Lu Huaizhi shook his head and looked at Sang Luo with a smile.
"I calculated that there would be an opportunity for Qingyun at the auction, so I asked you to drop by."
Sang Luo was silent for a moment,
"Senior brother, can you still tell fortunes?"
Pei Jingxing walked in from the door at some unknown time, with a blank expression on his face.
"He spent some time in the Tianshuang Sect when he first started. Is it unusual for him to know fortune-telling?"
Although Lu Huaizhi was bigger than him when he first started, he was extremely weak. It was said that he was prone to death due to his innate deficiencies.
The master sent him to Tiansuanmen first to change his life.
I stayed at Tiansuanmen for three years before I came back, so I had to learn something.
Lu Huaizhi was too lazy to pay attention to his arrogant junior brother and threw the alchemy furnace directly to him.
Where can Pei Jingxing complain?
"If you don't practice enough, don't practice such a high-level elixir. It's up to me to clean up the mess."
Lu Huaizhi glanced at him,
"Shut up and refine your elixir."
Pei Jingxing hummed a few words, but did not continue to speak, focusing all his attention on the alchemy furnace.
He had never practiced this elixir before, so he was temporarily pulled over to take over. It was actually a bit difficult.
Sang Luo looked at Lu Huaizhi,
"Second Senior Brother, what kind of elixir are you trying to make?"
Lu Huaizhi was silent for a moment,
"Nine Transformations Secret Life Pill."
Sang Luo was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
"Senior brother, are you helping senior sister Ning Xi to resurrect?"
In the Xuanyuan Sect, the only person who has died is Ning Xi.
Or maybe...someone will use it.
But Sang Luo is more willing to believe it is the former.
Chu Yanshu has been destroyed, and it is within the Xuanyuan Sect.
Logically speaking, Xie Kun of Daozong cannot cause any trouble.
The master and his two uncles are at their peak in cultivation.
Xuanyuan Sect stands at the top of the seven sects, and no one dares to bully it.
It should be...Ning Xi.
The girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, hiding the contemplation in her eyes.
Lu Huaizhi smiled, reached out and touched her head, and said with some relief,
"Our little Sangluo has grown up and knows how to think about Xuanyuan Sect."
Sang Luo felt something was wrong. She raised her eyes and looked at Lu Huaizhi.
"Senior brother, are you hiding something from me?"
Lu Huaizhi raised his hand and knocked on her forehead, his tone was lazy,
"What can I hide from you? Practice well and prepare for the Seven Sects Competition. Don't spend the whole day thinking about everything."
Sang Luo rubbed his head,
"Senior brother, why are you hitting me? Am I not worried about you?"
She was still wrong.
"Little girl, practice your sword well."
Lu Huaizhi asked her with a smile,
"In the Yunyao Secret Realm, did you inherit the legacy of that senior?"
Sang Luo nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked Lu Huaizhi,
"Master Yaochi was brought back by Uncle Changluo. Senior brother, why didn't you pick up his inheritance?"
Lu Huaizhi smiled after hearing this,
"I went there once back then, but... I have no master-disciple relationship with that senior."
Accepting inheritance also depends on fate.
Sang Luo rolled his eyes and took out a fragment of the scroll from the Qiankun bag.