Chapter 51: The Abandoned Young Master Long Aotian
One year later, in the advanced alchemy room of Huaqing Xiuxian High School.
Wu Lingnan sat not far away, shaking her legs, staring intently at Old Du who was refining the elixir with the Qingling Extreme Flame.
It was not the first time for her to watch others making pills. The Seventh Elder in the Five Immortals Sect, who had always been very fond of her, had never avoided her when making pills. If it were not for her spiritual energy belonging to the wood element, she would have had no talent in making pills. The Seventh Elder wished he could pass on all his skills to her.
Therefore, Wu Lingnan has learned a lot about alchemy since she was a child. For example, she can keenly see how exquisite the alchemy technique used by Mr. Du at this time is.
As expected of an eighth-grade alchemist!
Some alchemists might object and say that if it weren't for the 19th-ranked Qingling Jiyan, how could Mr. Du be worthy of the title of an eighth-grade alchemist? But Wu Lingnan is not such a shallow-minded person.
Strange fire is just icing on the cake for alchemists with superb alchemy skills, but if someone with poor alchemy skills gets a Strange Fire by chance, it is definitely not a good thing, because those who cannot control the Strange Fire will only be devoured by its violence.
However, Wu Lingnan really didn't expect that her brother in this world would be a useless old man who turned out to be a successful person.
She looked at Pei Yichen with wonder as he sat in meditation, practicing his mental skills and making all preparations. She could still recall how she was shocked and stunned when she first heard Pei Yichen solemnly introduce his most respected teacher to her and saw the transparent figure of Mr. Du coming out of the spiritual ring.
Wu Lingnan was just thankful that the only people who saw this scene were her brother and her brother's teacher, otherwise she would be in great trouble for her face, as her facial care was extremely poor.
Fortunately, her brother didn't suspect anything, not knowing that she was actually too amazed because all this was too similar to the routine of the novels in her previous life. Thinking of this, Wu Lingnan glanced at Pei Yichen guiltily and continued to observe Mr. Du's smooth and artistic alchemy skills.
The green spiritual flame was seen surging in Old Du's palm. The Nine-Turn Heavenly Lotus, the Black Spirit Heart, the Thousand-Yan Fruit and dozens of other spiritual medicines were suspended in the air, emitting a faint fragrance. He moved his dry fingers slightly, and the Nine-Turn Heavenly Lotus was thrown into the green flame and roasted.
In the extremely high temperature of the strange fire, the tender petals of the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Lotus slowly melted and turned into a ball of light-colored clear liquid. As the strange fire continued to bake, the light yellow impurities were removed bit by bit and turned into smoke and dissipated. When all the impurities were gone, the clear liquid was only half of its original size.
Old Du used his fingers as claws and treated Mo Lingxin and Qian Yan Guo in the same way. In the scorching green flames, the pale white liquid, the deep ink liquid and the slightly bright gold liquid each occupied one side, slowly rotating and constantly condensing. Old Du looked at all this calmly, waiting for the most appropriate time.
As time passed, the three balls of spiritual liquid became more and more transparent, and gradually, it seemed that one could faintly see the shadow of a green flame swaying inside them.
Seeing this, Du Lao's eyes lit up and he moved swiftly, quickly and steadily mixing the three liquids together. At the moment when the spiritual liquids collided, Wu Lingnan seemed to hear a "sizzle" sound, but when she looked intently, she only saw the rapidly rotating and continuously concentrated mixed liquid shrouded in green.
In a ball of green, white clouds gradually rose, and the vague outline of a sphere could be seen. It was the prototype of the Soul-Shaping Pill that had been completed!
Old Du snapped his fingers and threw the embryonic pill into the furnace for further shaping, and then began to smelt dozens of auxiliary medicines again. At this time, the most difficult step had been passed and the elixir was half done.
Wu Lingnan, however, was even more energetic. She kept an eye on the movements of Du Lao and Pei Yichen. Holding the spirit flute, the spiritual energy in her body was ready to be unleashed. This spirit flute was the spiritual weapon given to her by Pei Yichen that year. For her, the most handy weapon was still this flute for controlling Gu.
Although the people of Miaojiang often use flute music to control Gu, they can also use flute music to help others practice, although the neighboring sound cultivation sect firmly refuses to recognize that they are half-sound cultivators.
For Wu Lingnan, this was because those who claimed to be upright music practitioners were too narrow-minded and did not know how to broaden their horizons. She shook her head regretfully and put the green flute to her lips. Everything was ready, just waiting for the east wind.
"Xiao Chenzi, pick it up!"
Old Du shouted loudly, and Pei Yichen opened his eyes immediately. His eyes shone brightly, and a ray of light flew out from the furnace. It was the Soul-Shaping Pill.
Pei Yichen took the spiritual light and put the elixir into his mouth. The elixir melted in his mouth and turned into pure power that surged into his limbs and bones. At the moment the elixir entered his mouth, the clear and soft sound of a flute rose up, calming the violently surging spiritual power one by one.
Just when the spiritual energy was gradually calming down and was about to be led to the dantian, two strange fires, one purple and one blue, suddenly surged out from Pei Yichen's dantian, rushing through Pei Yichen's meridians, bones and flesh, and stirring up the pure medicinal power drawn by his spiritual consciousness.
Old Du looked at his disciple's painful expression, his eyes full of worry. At this moment, he even felt a little regretful that he had let Pei Yichen choose this destined difficult path.
Wu Lingnan also looked worried, but everything they could do had been done, and the rest depended on Pei Yichen himself.
One extremely hot and one extremely cold strange fire kept colliding in his body, making Pei Yichen thoroughly experience the pain of both ice and fire. One side of his body felt as if it was being roasted in volcanic magma, while the other side was as cold as being in a world of ice and snow. This was manifested in the fact that half of Pei Yichen's body was red, while there was even frost hanging between the eyebrows of the other half.
But how dare I act rashly when I am defeated!
Pei Yichen's eyes were fierce, and his spiritual power was strong, suppressing the riot of the strange fire in his dantian. The two fires trembled violently, but Pei Yichen's extremely strong and tenacious spiritual power, combined with the strange skills running in his body, held the two fires tightly and imprisoned them in his dantian.
As the two were tug at war, the two flames finally gave way and chose to surrender, spinning around the center of their dantian. The strange fire also slowly gathered back into the flames. Then, Pei Yichen's aura surged.
His aura was seen rising steadily, and he jumped over the barrier from the late stage of foundation building to the early stage of enlightenment, and his cultivation level went straight to the middle stage of enlightenment. After his cultivation level was stabilized, he slowly opened a pair of eyes as bright as stars.
Old Du let go of his hand that was tightly pulling his long beard and nodded with satisfaction. He thought his disciple was worthy of being his disciple. He really did something unprecedented and successfully tamed the two strange fires.
Now, with my talent recast and my physique forged, the previous obstacles have been removed, and I can look forward to a bright future!
Wu Lingnan excitedly took a step forward and watched Pei Yichen's cultivation become completely solid. She couldn't help but be amazed. As expected of Long Aotian, his upgrade was extremely rapid. Including the time before coming to Huaqing, it took her several years to break through from the early stage of enlightenment to the middle stage of enlightenment, but Long Aotian did it in an instant.
However, Wu Lingnan only felt emotional, because she knew very well how difficult her brother's upgrade path was. This strange fire was a deadly thing. Take the 38th ranked Frost Extreme Ice Flame, for example. She watched Pei Yichen absorb it, and even though he had absorbed the Purple Spirit Flame, he still survived a near-death experience.
Pei Yichen stood up and stretched his muscles. His bones collided with each other, making a loud crackling sound. He felt the powerful strength in his body and smiled confidently at his teacher and Wu Lingnan.
"Brother, congratulations!"
Wu Lingnan looked up and down at the changes in her brother, secretly sighing that her brother's skin color was probably whiter than hers, or even healthier than Xiang Gucheng. However... does this strange fire body refining also have a whitening function? How many female cultivators would be crazy.
Wu Lingnan's brain circuit was slightly distorted, and he dispelled his wandering thoughts and asked seriously: "Brother, are we going to the ranking meeting that day?"
The Tianbang Conference is a grand event for the younger generation, open only to people under the age of 30. It is open to all cultivators in the world and is held every 20 years, which means that everyone can basically only participate once in their lifetime.
This Tianbang Conference is of extremely high value. It is jointly held by various sects and families in Daxia. The prizes are generous, and there are even holy objects that even Nascent Soul cultivators would envy. The top ten on the Tianbang in each session are extremely sought after by people all over the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the national stars of Wu Lingnan's previous life.
However, the organizer of this Heavenly Ranking Conference was none other than Daotian Sect. Due to the previous grudge between them and Daotian Sect, Wu Lingnan asked this question.
Pei Yichen smiled calmly: "Go, why not go?"
Wu Lingnan was still hesitant: "What if... the Daotian Sect did something?" She was quite worried and felt that the Daotian Sect must have a conspiracy in this Tianbang Conference.
Pei Yichen lowered his eyes to look at her: "Nannan," he called her gently, "If you don't go this time, and retreat every time, you will lose your edge."
Wu Lingnan stared at him in a daze. She suddenly realized that even though she had been in this world for nearly twenty years, some of her ideas were still influenced by her past life.
Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you always avoid a strong enemy, how can you achieve the Tao?
People in the world say that they follow the will of heaven, but cultivation is about seizing the changes of heaven and earth. When fighting against heaven, how dare you retreat? When fighting against earth, how dare you avoid it?
To this day, she still doesn't have the heart of a strong person.
Wu Lingnan suddenly understood, and her eyes lit up with a strange light. At that moment, her state of mind actually reached a new level!
After regaining her composure, she met Pei Yichen's gentle gaze, relaxed her brows, and nodded. Even though the main venue of this Heavenly Ranking Conference was in Daotian Sect, all the major families would send strong men to protect their talented disciples. If so, Daotian Sect would not easily initiate the event.
Besides, it's easy to be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't be on guard against thieves for a thousand days. This Tianbang Conference has attracted worldwide attention, and it might be a great opportunity to strike at Daotian Sect.
Seeing his sister turned her head, Pei Yichen smiled and touched her head: "Besides, one of the rewards of this Tianbang Conference is the Ten Thousand Year Soul Condensing Grass. For the sake of the teacher, I must go."
"Xiao Chenzi..." Old Du sighed and wanted to persuade his apprentice not to care about him, but when he met Pei Yichen's firm gaze, he couldn't say anything.
Wu Lingnan also understood that Pei Yichen was determined to get the Soul-Condensing Grass. Over the past year, Old Du's spirit had become increasingly weak, and it seemed that he would not be able to hold on for long. The Soul-Condensing Grass could nourish the soul and could last for ten thousand years. Old Du needed this good medicine.
But now there is another problem facing Wu Lingnan.
Is she attending the Tianbang Conference on behalf of the Five Immortals Sect or Huaqing?
Wu Lingnan fell into deep thought.
【Author’s words】
I was lost in thought too, hahahaha
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