The old man's expression was indifferent, and he glanced at the particularly noisy people one by one, snorted coldly, and said: "I guess you people are studying the Tao of Talisman or the Tao of Formation?" [ ]
"With a talisman, there is not much loss. It is said that practice makes perfect, but anyone with some perseverance will achieve success. The way to set up an array is almost without loss, and people with some talent can also get a glimpse of it. Only this weapon refining and elixir refining are both possible.
Dao, it costs a lot of money, and if anything goes wrong, all the previous efforts will be wasted. You casual cultivators should have a deep understanding of this, just like you, there are more than 300 people in front of you. Those who are proficient in alchemy and weapon refining, the old Taoist dares to bet that there are only ten."
What the old man said was reasonable. The practitioners dispersed and looked at each other, not daring to say anything more to cause trouble. Some people's faces turned red, and they were obviously ashamed.
"Okay, since there are no objections, I would like to ask you all to take a short rest. When the time comes, we will open the screening test."
After the old man finished speaking, he turned to the standing disciple behind him and nodded. The young disciple stepped out and led everyone to the east, to a large hall in the east wing. He gave up his seat and led a few unfinished foundation builders.
The disciples served tea, and after finishing their work, they turned around and left the hall.
The assessment is about to take place. How can the casual cultivators in the hall have any time to rest? They are all practicing the techniques of drawing talisman and forming formations. Occasionally, there are a few casual cultivators playing with fire suppressing boxes and some forging and grinding tools, which makes the people on the side surprised.
Looking at each other.
The crowd was so excited that it was difficult to fall asleep. Only Lang Fei, a heartless guy, had nothing to fear. For him, let alone ordinary medicine stones, even the gunpowder stones were readily available at this time. He got two futons and half of them.
He lay half on one side, crossed his legs, and looked at this and that, causing all the neighbors in the room to shake their heads and sigh, secretly blaming him for being young and frivolous and not wanting to make progress.
At this moment, in the whole hall, besides Lang Fei, there are two other people, just sitting and adjusting their breath, waiting for the time. [ ] These two people are none other than the old man with the purple beard and the goatee.
An Ran was sitting on the brocade futon, which took up half of the entire hall. The rest of the foundation-building casual cultivators did not dare to say anything, let alone take a second look. Only Lang Fei, this kid was incompetent.
Seriously, he not only raised his eyebrows provocatively, but also pointed one foot at his goatee.
The purple-bearded old man couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and he actually had a good impression of this bastard boy. The goatee next to him was furious, looking at Lang Fei with a sinister look on his face, and moved his body several times, almost wanting to punish him
, but considering the current environment, it was quite complicated. After all, he did not stand up. He just stared at Lang Fei with an old face and gritted teeth.
The little bastard knew that he didn't dare to act rashly, so why did he follow him? He pretended to be looking at the courtyard and drinking tea, and kept teasing his goatee.
After all, Goatee is an older man. He is not as good as a young boy, but he has some Qi-nurturing skills. After the initial anger, he gradually calmed down. Finally, he snorted coldly at Lang Fei, simply closed his eyes and meditated, not going.
Look at his goddam behavior.
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Time passes by like water. In a blink of an eye, the morning sun rises in the east and the rooster crows.
There were footsteps in front of the palace door, and the disciple from Ji Lei Shan who had led everyone here stepped in. The cultivators stood up one after another without waiting for him to say anything.
Seeing this, the young Taoist said nothing, nodded to everyone, turned around, and led the way.
In the blink of an eye, they returned to the distance. Several elders of Jilei Mountain had been waiting for a long time. When they saw everyone arriving, it was the old man who still spoke: "Today's time has come. Please go to the treasury to get what you need, and then go into battle and go through the pass."
Everyone then set off and went to the main hall of the courtyard to distribute supplies. Lang Fei remained at the bottom, taking his time, taking his time, taking his time, and ranking at the end of the crowd.
Just as the old man said, most of the casual cultivators in the front chose the materials required for the second path of the Talisman Formation, and there were really only a few who refined weapons and alchemy. When they came to Lang Fei, they were only five or six, which made most of the casual cultivators angry.
He looked at the few people with a strange look on his face, pointing and wondering what they were talking about.[]
In view of the old man's words, Lang Fei did not ask for the earth's gunpowder stone materials, but only received a furnace of spiritual materials for refining Yuanjing powder from the deacon of the treasury. Others asked for the materials, for fear of making any mistakes, and they would be caught.
He asked for the maximum amount, but he was better off and only took what he needed for one furnace. At that time, the treasury deacon looked at him with a strange face and asked him three times in a row, but the thief boy asked him seriously if he was deaf, and he was so straightforward.
The deacon of the treasury rolled his eyes and scolded him for biting Lu Dongbin and not recognizing a good heart.
After the distribution of the refining materials was completed, several young disciples walked out of the four main halls next to the treasury, classified the casual cultivators, and led everyone into the hall before leaving.
After the talisman-painting casual cultivator and the formation formation casual cultivator left, only six of them were left, and the five weapon-refining casual cultivators were taken away. In the end, only Lang Fei was left, standing alone in front of the hall with big eyes and small eyes.
"This Taoist brother, it seems that you are the only one who can make alchemy. Come with me."
The last young man looked at him, with a slightly jealous smile on his face, and waved his hand to lead Lang Fei forward.
Lang Fei couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded. It's no wonder that the Alchemy Sect occupies the center of the Evergreen Continent, and is vaguely the leader of the ten sects of Evergreen. Take the current situation, there are more than 300 casual cultivators, but no one is studying alchemy intensively, which really makes him
I am very surprised, from this point of view, this alchemist is really scarce.
Although this kid has been hanging out in Chuxia Villa for two years, he has never studied the art of weapon refining. As the old man said before, these two methods cost a lot of money and can easily explode the furnace. Just a small mistake can do it.
All previous efforts will be wasted and all efforts will be in vain. Although this statement is true, compared with the two, weapon refining still has some advantages. The requirements for heat and techniques are not as delicate as alchemy. If the furnace explodes,
You can also use the waste residue to refine one or two remaining materials. What's more, although the refined utensils are not perfect, they are still suitable for use. These two points are really not comparable to alchemy. There are only two ways to achieve success or failure in alchemy.
Failure means failure, so there are few casual cultivators who dare to squander their hard-earned spiritual materials to improve such prodigal skills.
Lang Fei frowned and followed the young Taoist into the main hall. When he arrived at the hall, he saw a magic circle filled with green light.
"This formation leads to the alchemy place, fellow Taoist please!"
Lang Fei nodded and thanked him, ducked into the formation, activated the teleportation formation with his driving force, and the place where the green light flashed disappeared instantly.
His mind was in a daze, and in an instant, a flash of red appeared in front of his eyes. Smelling the pungent smoke in the air, Lang Fei looked around him intently, and saw in the belly of a hollow mountain, a reddish-brown rock wall with some inlays.
With the help of the glazed palace lanterns, and through the misty smoke in the air, we can see that there is a black stone platform surrounding it. On the stone platform, there is a cauldron at a short distance, either with three legs or two ears.
A rough calculation puts the number at around twenty. If you look closely, you can see that there are fire suppression trays under the cauldron, covered with thousands of years of cold jade. Through the cold jade, you can vaguely see the red light surging underneath.
"Hey, there is only one young master in such a grand ceremony!" Lang Fei shook his head, being lazy, found a three-legged round tripod nearby, took out the fire suppression box and placed it on the thousand-year cold jade. Then he opened the fire hole,
He pinched the two clusters of flames into a flower, warmed the cauldron, and after cleaning the cauldron, he carefully took out the materials for refining Yuanjing powder and put them into the cauldron in order.
Frying fiercely with martial fire and simmering slowly with slow fire, the boy held his head with one hand and absentmindedly took care of the medicinal materials in the cauldron. With the help of his divine consciousness, refining ordinary medicinal stones was already within reach for Lang Fei, even if he was closed
You can also practice it by keeping your eyes peeled.
What's more, regarding the gunpowder stone, although he has not had the opportunity to test it since he entered the foundation building, it is not difficult to predict. He even has an intuition that even the high-grade gunpowder stone can be refined with all his strength.
, it will also be successful.
He was the only one in the whole mountain, and refining Yuan Jing Powder required slow cooking for twelve hours. During this period, Lang Fei had nothing to do, and it was really boring, so he divided his consciousness into taking care of the alchemy, and focused most of his attention on it.
Turned to the outside of the mountain.
His consciousness penetrated the stone wall, but only a few feet away, and suddenly there was a light in front of him, and his eyes were filled with red. Lang Fei was stunned for a moment, and after looking carefully, he found that the hollow mountain belly next to him was still there, but it was much different from where he was. There was something above him.
The hole is translucent, and the entire space is a well structure. In the center is a pit made of cold jade, under which magma surges and earth fire rises.
Lang Fei also saw five people scattered outside the pit. It was the five casual cultivators who made weapons. Two of them were making fire to smelt the mineral materials, and two were repairing the molds. There was also a person sitting cross-legged in the distance.
I stared at the cast materials all over the ground in a daze.
His spiritual consciousness stayed there for a short time, but he found it boring, so he extended his spiritual consciousness outwards. After walking through the rock wall for half a mile, his eyes suddenly lit up. It was the morning sun that warmed him and the gentle breeze heralded spring.
Lang Fei looked around and saw that there was a flat stone wall behind him, but it turned out that the square mountain was actually a cliff. After calming down, he turned his consciousness and floated upwards.
After walking up a thousand feet, a flower suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. A piece of the mountainside facing the sun was cut off like a giant knife, forming a broad square hundreds of feet long.
Looking through the thin clouds and mist, one can see the ground covered with emerald jade, meandering water filled with golden carps, and in the middle of the square, an illusory array divides hundreds of feet into countless spaces of varying sizes, each with a scattered cultivator.
There, they were fiddling with the equipment for setting up arrays, stepping on the Gang and performing magic formulas, chanting mantras and chanting sutras.
There is no doubt that they are those casual cultivators who have studied the formations diligently! Lang Fei nodded secretly, approached with his spiritual consciousness, looked at it for a moment, and saw countless beautiful palaces and attics built against the mountain.
Passing by the casual cultivators, he urged his spiritual consciousness to approach the building complex, and saw that there was a pavilion in the west that was very popular. Then he penetrated his spiritual consciousness, and saw that there was one person in each of the countless rooms on each floor, or he was concentrating there with his eyes closed.
Think hard about the key points. Or you may be a dragon or a snake in that stroke, and your luck will be as fast as flying.
These must be a group of casual cultivators who study talismans intensively! Lang Fei roughly scanned several floors of the pavilion and found that the largest number of casual cultivators studied talismans. In terms of number, it should be two hundred.
Lang Fei was secretly speechless, but as he thought about it, he heard a long, thin laugh coming from a room on the top floor facing the sun. He listened carefully and made some distinctions. The boy chuckled, and he couldn't help but get his thoughts moving.
, followed the sound and penetrated into that room.
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