Chapter 51 The Fragmented Daoist 13
Even though the footsteps of the three people were deliberately lowered, they were still very obvious to the sharp-eyed and sharp-eared cultivators.
Unlike Yan Xia and Su Wenyin who were immersed in the storybook, He Lekang, who was not paying full attention to it, noticed the three people who arrived at the first time.
He Lekang was startled when he saw his master, and subconsciously tried to hide the notebook behind him, only to find that one side was being pulled by the elder next to him.
He Lekang was busy moving here and there, but after finishing his set of actions, he felt lonely.
The master of Zhengyang Peak looked at his disciple who was busy with something: "…………"
His little disciple still likes to cover up his mistakes and pretend that he has not seen it so many times before?
He was just too lazy to say it. This little disciple didn't like going out, so he just let him do what he wanted with this harmless little interest.
After He Lekang finished his big move, Yan Xia and his mother also turned to the end of the storybook.
This book is not long to begin with, and it will be gone in a short while.
Just at this moment, the master of Zhengyang Peak, Yan Feiyue and Yan Ji also came up.
He Lekang's face was red, he lowered his head and kept the words in his sleeves.
The head of Zhengyang Peak turned his eyes away from his young disciple and said to Su Wenyin: "If the elder likes it..."
Before the Master of Zhengyang Peak could finish his next words, Su Wenyin raised her hand to stop him.
"I can't say I like it, I just kill some time."
She didn't dare to like it. If a bunch of little disciples followed her to learn it tomorrow, she would be committing a great sin.
After Su Wenyin finished speaking, she glanced at the child next to her and added, "The road to cultivation is long, and you need to combine work and rest."
Yan Xia looked at his own mother with an experienced expression: "…………"
Where is Lao? Don't they only have Yi?
The master of Zhengyang Peak was not a rigid master, and he had no intention of criticizing his young disciple, so he immediately said a few words in response to this remark.
Then after a while they said that lunch was ready in the kitchen. In fact, they just came to call people to eat.
The meals were as sumptuous as ever for several days in a row. As the host, the master of Zhengyang Peak was naturally present every time.
The peak master, who had not enjoyed a proper meal for who knows how many years, narrowed his eyes slightly while eating.
Yan Xia took a sip of the fish soup and glanced at the other person. He inexplicably read something in the other person's expression. He really missed a lot of complex emotions in all those years.
Staring at the Master of Zhengyang Peak, Yan Xia suddenly remembered that they seemed to have forgotten one thing these days.
After the meal, Yan Xia took out the Bodhi Holy Fire that his mother had asked him to keep in the secret realm.
Yan Xia played with the blue flame for a few times, then passed it to the master of Zhengyang Peak and asked, "Do you still want this Holy Fire? Your little disciple gave it to you before."
The master of Zhengyang Peak exclaimed: "Bodhi Holy Fire!"
He Lekang also had a look of surprise. This was something that had clearly been decided beforehand, but the kid had obviously forgotten everything after going through so many things in the past few days.
It is understandable if you think about it. After all, this is a person who faced the Wuliang Ancestor directly and almost got possessed by him. It is normal that the shock he experienced in his heart is greater than that of others.
As the master of Zhengyang Peak looked surprised, Yan Xia quoted a price, and then saw the other party nodding repeatedly with an expression as if pie had fallen from the sky.
Yan Xia: “…………”
I don't know why, but I feel like I've lost out.
But this offer was actually already very high, and he had discussed this with his mother privately before.
To buy the spiritual stones for the Bodhi Holy Fire, you will probably need a storage ring to hold them.
But Yan Xia changed his mind and thought that maybe it was because they had a different understanding of value.
In the opinion of the master of Zhengyang Peak, the Bodhi Holy Fire, an innate fire that is hard to come by, is worth exchanging for any number of spirit stones.
But in their opinion, nothing is more important than money. Once they sell the good things they got, they not only get their money back, but also make a lot of money.
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After the transaction was completed, the master of Zhengyang Peak bound the Bodhi Holy Fire and could not help but take out his alchemy furnace. He immediately wanted to try out the holy fires in Hunyuan Continent, which could be counted on one hand.
Yan Xia's family of four also stood aside with He Lekang and the other two disciples of the master of Zhengyang Peak, watching how the elder who was in the Nascent Soul stage made the elixir.
While the master of Zhengyang Peak was preparing the preliminary medicinal materials, he also took the opportunity to teach his three disciples. At the same time, he did not neglect Yan Xia's family of four and exchanged a few words with them from time to time.
They are just a family of half-baked cultivators and have no useful experience in alchemy.
It is possible to read from a script, but it has never been put into practice.
Fortunately, the master of Zhengyang Peak was now paying attention to the newly acquired Bodhi Holy Fire. After a brief exchange, he began to put aside his concentration and prepare to proceed to the most critical step of alchemy.
The master of Zhengyang Peak was explaining to his apprentice that the temperature was very important, otherwise the furnace might explode or the elixir might crack.
He stretched out a hand, ready to release his newly bound sacred fire, and demonstrated on the spot how to control fire.
result…………
The raging flame that should have been burning at the bottom of the alchemy furnace was now lying quietly in the palm of the master of Zhengyang Peak, and the flame was almost as big as the tip of a small firewood.
The master of Zhengyang Peak was stunned for two seconds, then he mobilized his spiritual power again, and the spiritual power of the Void Refining Stage surged in his palm.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
I don’t know how much time has passed, but the small flame in the palm of my hand is still a small flame. It has not started to burn fiercely just because its owner has given it sufficient spiritual power.
The Zhengyang Peak Master's puzzled expression almost overflowed from his eyes.
The family of four who watched the whole process: "???"
Yan Xia turned to look at her own mother, with her eyes clearly showing...
What's going on?
Did they sell a fake fire?
Su Wenyin took two steps forward and stared at the palm of the Zhengyang Peak Master's hand.
Yan Xia quickly walked around to the other side and looked as well.
But no matter how you look at it, it is indeed the Holy Bodhi Fire, although they put it away directly after getting it and did not test it.
But how could the information produced by the bureau be wrong? No matter how you look at it, it is the original fire of the Holy Bodhi Fire.
Although this rare little fire may have some consciousness of its own, it will not disobey its owner.
The expression of the master of Zhengyang Peak also changed a little, with a mixture of anxiety and confusion.
But it's easy to imagine that no one would remain calm in such a situation. It's like a big pie falling from the sky, but they find out that the pie is made of iron and they can't bite it.
This is not pure and makes people happy for nothing.
Several people gathered there to study it for quite a while. No matter what the master of Zhengyang Peak tried, the flame under the alchemy furnace did not move at all.
Yan Xia laughed awkwardly twice and was about to take off the storage ring full of spirit stones and return it to the master of Zhengyang Peak.
I sold a rare item to Elder Yifeng at a high price, only to find out that it was a bit useless. The only way to ease the situation was to laugh awkwardly.
But before Yan Xia took off the ring, his right arm was pulled by his brother.
Yan Ji looked thoughtful and said calmly, "Take out an iron pot and try it."
Yan Xia: “???”
Yan Xia seemed to have realized something quickly, and his expression froze for a second: "No way?"
Could it be that, as his brother thought, the Holy Fire had stayed in his ring for several days watching the cooking, so he thought he should also stay under the big iron pot? ?
Su Wenyin's brows knitted slightly: "Let's give it a try."
Since everyone said so, Yan Xia immediately took out a large iron pot and set it up.
In just a few seconds, the master of Zhengyang Peak was already unable to react.
Encouraged by a few pairs of eyes, the master of Zhengyang Peak once again mobilized his spiritual power to direct the flame towards the big iron pot.
Then something magical happened.
The small flame that had been motionless under the alchemy furnace was now burning fiercely, and everyone could even see a hint of joy in the dancing flame.
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There was silence all around except for the sound of burning flames.
Yan Xia's family of four: "…………"
It seems that they not only changed the painting style of some monks, but also changed the painting style of Little Flame.
The master of Zhengyang Peak and his three disciples: "…………"
I have never seen such a fresh and refined little spark.
Small fire: =^_^=
Finally I can burn happily, so happy, so happy~~
When the big iron pot was burning red, the master of Zhengyang Peak put out the flame.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. Yan Xia was speechless about how they had brought out such a strange fire, and at the same time he felt that his brother was indeed the man in their family who was best at controlling fire and could even guess what the fire was thinking.
At the same time, I was also a little unsure about how to handle this transaction.
They didn't sell fake fire. This is the real fire of the Holy Bodhi Fire. It's just that this fire is a bit specific to the place. In this case...
Should I return some of the spirit stones or cancel this deal?
Yan Xia and his mother looked at each other, but before they could communicate in their sea of consciousness, the leader of Zhengyang Peak spoke first.
"That's interesting. If that's the case, I'll ask my junior sister to make an iron pot-like furnace tomorrow."
The junior sister of the master of Zhengyang Peak is the master of another peak of Feiyu Sect, Xia Shuang Peak.
She is the only female peak master among the five peaks and is good at refining equipment.
Su Wenyin looked at the other person's smile and asked, "Isn't it forced, Peak Master?"
The head of Zhengyang Peak was still smiling: "Elder, you are joking. This holy fire is hard to come by. Thanks to the blessings of the elders, I am lucky to have this life fire."
It's just a matter of changing the style of the alchemy furnace, which is not something that cannot be compromised.
Since the buyers had no objections, Su Wenyin didn't say anything else.
The alchemy process of the alchemist in the Void Refinement Stage could not be seen for the time being, so Su Wenyin took the lead and returned to their temporary cave first.
After seeing off the family of four, the head of Zhengyang Peak patted He Lekang's shoulder with satisfaction. Although the result was a little unexpected, it would have been impossible for the Holy Fire to fall into his hands without his little disciple.
Everyone wants this rare holy fire, and he is no exception. Such a small accident certainly cannot change anything.
Thinking of this, the master of Zhengyang Peak flew non-stop to the cave residence of the master of Xiashuang Peak.
Seeing the newcomer, Xia Shuang unnoticeably tucked the Book of Revelations in her hand under her sleeve, and then looked as if she had been interrupted while meditating: "Brother, why did you have time to come to my place today?"
There was a hint of envy in his tone.
Isn't it just envy! Why don't the elders come to her peak to sit and have a look?
If they get to know each other well, can't she ask them what gossip they talked about in the jungle before?
As for the idea of bringing her to his own peak to be accepted as a disciple, he had given it up long ago. With her cultivation level at the Tribulation Crossing Stage, it was appropriate for her to be accepted as a disciple.
But the head brother also ordered that outsiders should not disturb the elders too much.
It made her have no reason to go to Zhengyang Peak.
Every time at this time, Xia Shuang would be extremely envious of her Senior Brother Zhengyang. He had the advantage of being close to the elders and could get in close contact with them. How much gossip would he hear!
The leader of Zhengyang Peak, who hadn’t answered the previous question yet, was asked if he had heard any gossip as soon as he came in: “…………”
His junior sister has been as curious as ever for hundreds of years.
Xia Shuang looked disgusted when she heard that her senior brother knew nothing.
What is such a senior brother doing here!
Xia Shuang closed her eyes with a sullen look on her face and sat cross-legged on the jade.
Master of Zhengyang Peak: “…………”
Without caring whether his junior sister was watching or not, Zhengyang took out a pile of materials and stated his request.
"Junior sister, please help me to make a new furnace."
Xia Shuang opened her eyes, looking curious: "Don't you have several? Did they all explode? How did they explode?"
It's written clearly in his eyes... Tell me now.
The Master of Zhengyang Peak was speechless for who knows how many times: “…………”
“It didn’t explode.”
Xia Shuang curled her lips: "If it didn't explode, why are you training again? Do you have so much materials and are you so idle?"
"No, I'm busy."
The master of Zhengyang Peak took out a large iron pot that he had temporarily borrowed from the kitchen before coming here.
"I want this style."
Xia Shuang: “???”
"You've failed too many times in making top-grade pills, so you're planning to switch to stir-frying?"
The master of Zhengyang Peak choked up, and directly took out the Bodhi Holy Fire that he had just bound, and recounted everything that had happened before.
Xia Shuang was surprised when she heard this: "Is there such a thing?"
"This fire has character."
After saying that, he looked at his senior brother's new blue flame, and an expression of envy rose to his heart again.
Bodhi Holy Fire, weapon makers also need it.
It's a pity that she didn't have a quick-eyed and quick-handed apprentice. While she was anxiously worried about him, her little apprentice was actually singing and dancing inside, looking so happy.
Xia Shuang thought secretly, it seems that there are still not enough training tasks, so I should add a little more tomorrow.
The young disciple Xia Shuang, who was practicing silently in his cave, felt a little cold on his back and immediately tightened his collar.
Maybe it was his illusion.
At this moment, Xia Shuang, who was very satisfied with this novel little story, naturally agreed to her senior brother's request and promised that she would refine it as soon as possible.
She also wants to see the iron pot-shaped furnace for making elixirs.
So that after a long, long time.
Some newly born disciples in Hunyuan Continent may not have heard of the name of the Master of Zhengyang Peak.
But as soon as they mentioned that it was the elder who used the iron pot to make elixirs, everyone would show an expression as if to say, "Oh, it's him."
Some people even discuss quietly...
It is said that the reason why the elder used an iron pot to make elixirs.
This is because the first owner of the sacred fire actually only used it to cook.
A new student exclaimed immediately...
The seniors are so arrogant and rich! !
Such a rare sacred fire is actually used for cooking.
Yan Xia, who was no longer in this world at that time and only heard the rumor from the flying message sent by others: "…………"
What a huge misunderstanding!
If he wanted to be rich, how could he sell it for money?
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