Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm

Vertex Fiction Network

But all immortal cultivators have a little dabble in alchemy, weapon refining, and formations.

The master of Taixu Sect himself is actually an alchemist, and his grade is not low, he can refine a sixth-grade elixir. He knows the formula of the "Soul Shaping Pill", and immediately stepped forward to refine the "Sustaining Soul Pill" "The elixir was picked out one by one.

"This thing that looks like dogtail grass is also a panacea?"

"What?"

"This is the red dragon grass, which grows in a place with strong yang energy?"

"What's the name of this thing that looks like pepper?"

Jiang He asked if he didn't understand, and finally he was able to call out the names of the eighteen elixir needed to refine the "Soul Shaping Pill".

certainly.

Refining "Soul Shaping Pill" is not easy, in addition to the eighteen flavors of elixir, it also needs a blind medicine called "Bingpo Grass", which is for the reconciliation of yin and yang, and balance the power of various medicinal materials.

In addition, on the pill recipe, there are complete steps for refining the "Soul Shaping Pill", detailing which medicinal material should be melted in the first step, and at what temperature to melt...Of course, there was no degree Celsius in ancient times, and the unit of measurement used Jiang He couldn't understand.

"That's all, since I don't understand it, I don't want to read it. Anyway, the alchemy method I created by myself is all about simplicity. Such complicated things are not suitable for me."

Jiang He changed his mind and said with a smile, "Okay, I'm going to start alchemy."

The Patriarch of the Taixu Sect was very worried, and said in a low voice: "Master Jiang He, why don't we try to refine some low-grade pills first? Alchemy is one, broad and profound, so don't be careless."

"how?"

Jiang He was not happy anymore, he glanced at the Taixu Sect Master, and said calmly: "Are you teaching me alchemy?"

"Don't dare, dare not."

Seeing sweat on the forehead of the Taixu Sect Master, he quickly changed the subject, and said, "By the way, Lord Jiang He, you have never made alchemy before, so you must not have an alchemy furnace?"

He flipped his hand, and a small and exquisite alchemy furnace about seven inches high appeared in his palm, and said: "To be honest, I have also dabbled in alchemy. The gift from the venerable is a medium-grade Taoist vessel, called the Ziyan Lieyang Furnace. After being activated, it can draw fire from the ground, and the flames will turn into purple.

This Purple Flame Fierce Sun Furnace can be borrowed temporarily by Mr. Jiang He. "

Jiang He was surprised and said, "Do you still need a pill furnace for alchemy?"

Taixu Sect Master: "..."

In desperation, he put away the Ziyan Lieyang Furnace, and retreated twenty meters away without saying a word.

Jiang He took out an iron pot and stabilized it in mid-air with mana. Then he flipped his hand over and took out the golden kitchen knife he had grown himself. With one big hand, he threw up all the eighteen herbs. Then the golden knife turned into an afterimage, and all the medicinal materials were cut into powder with a brush.

The master of Taixu Sect hesitated to speak, and finally covered his eyes, unable to bear to look any further.

this……

The value of the eighteen medicinal materials is enough to compare with 5 high-grade Taoist utensils!

Looking at Jiang He again, he nodded in relief, and couldn't help but praise: "Although I haven't cooked for a long time, but with the growth of my cultivation, my knife skills have become stronger."

The elixir has been cut, and the next step is to melt them.

Dry frying in an iron pot is not acceptable, because the temperature cannot be reached instantly, and it is easy to fry these elixir, so the only way to melt the elixir is to use the technique of fire control.

Crash.

A flame spewed out from the palm, and the elixir in the iron pot instantly burned, and then...

Turned into ashes.

Jiang He was stunned...

Why is this different from what I imagined?

Shouldn't these elixir be instantly turned into liquid medicine?

When he turned around, he found that the suzerain of Taixu Sect was staring at the ashes of the medicine dregs in the iron pot with a painful face, and immediately smiled to relieve the suzerain of Taixu Sect, "Don't panic, fellow Taoist, after all, it's my first alchemy. It’s reasonable to have a little surprise.”

He took out two bottles of life essence liquid from the system backpack, bang, and added them to the iron pot.

Then he turned on the flame and slowly heated the iron pot. After the life essence liquid in the pot boiled, he took out a stick-like Taoist instrument and stirred it.

While stirring the life essence liquid and the ashes of medicine dregs in the pot, Jiang He asked with a smile, "By the way, what flavor of Soul Shaping Pill do you like? Cream? Chocolate? Vanilla or matcha... Ugh!"

"I really want to forget to prepare these seasonings in advance, that's all, I won't add these things, I will make you an original soul shaping pill."

These things are obviously beyond the cognition of Taixu Sect Master...

Besides, he has given up on Jiang He's manipulation.

This kind of alchemy, it would be amazing to be able to refine it!

The ashes of the medicine dregs in the pot were quickly stirred evenly. They were black and looked very disgusting, and there was an unpleasant fishy smell, which suppressed the mellow fragrance of the life essence liquid.

"It smells so bad?"

"If it is refined into a pill, how unpalatable is it?"

"However, I forgot to prepare all kinds of seasonings, so I can only make do with it. The so-called good medicine tastes bitter, if it tastes bad, it will taste bad."

Jiang He muttered, and took out the "mold" that had been made a long time ago.

There are three pieces of his mold.

One piece is in the shape of a regular pill, round.

One piece is in the shape of a regular ice cream, square and square, and the other piece is Jianghe's idea based on the "Old Beijing Popsicle", which is in the shape of... a popsicle.

Jiang He took a look...

Calculating silently in my heart.

"One serving of medicinal materials, ten Suhun pills?"

"The ice cream and the round mold are a bit small, and there is too much medicine in the pot, so it's a bit too much to divide into 10 parts."

Therefore, you can only choose the "popsicle" shape.

He carefully poured the medicinal liquid in the pot into the mold. After pouring, he realized that he hadn't prepared wooden sticks in advance... But Jiang He couldn't help it. He ran into the farm and broke off 10 sticks from the Moyun vine. Spikes down.

After pressing the spike into the liquid medicine, Jiang He discovered another problem...

I don't know ice-like exercises, so I can only ask for help outside.

The prince stepped forward and said: "I know how to use Ice Palm, let me do it."

He stepped forward, glanced at the template, the corner of his mouth...

Twitched violently a few times.

Is this alchemy?

Is this making popsicles?

No wonder I asked about the taste before, what kind of cream, vanilla, matcha...

He slapped out a palm, and the icy true energy in his palm gushed out, instantly causing the medicinal liquid to freeze into ice, turning into ten... popsicles.

"sharp."

Jiang He praised, and said, "Minister Wang, give me this palm technique secret book when you're done, and I will learn it too. Otherwise, it will be too troublesome for alchemy to often go out for help in the future."

"as long as you are happy."

The prince said a word and said, "Jiang He, I still have something to do. Let's take a step first. Remember to keep the phone open. If there is any movement from the Heavenly Demon Clan, I will contact you immediately."

He turned into an afterimage and galloped away.

Jiang He took out ten popsicles, and handed him all his brains to the Taixu Sect Master... Because the elixir was burned to ashes, these ten popsicles were all pitch-black and ugly in shape.

The master of Taixu Sect didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was about to speak when suddenly his expression froze, and he looked at the popsicle in his hand in disbelief.

His divine thoughts were released, carefully sensing...

The look of shock on his face became more intense.

His hands even trembled, his voice stammered, and he murmured: "Impossible... This is impossible, this... This thing is actually completely consistent with the characteristics of Soul Shaping Pill?"

"Nonsense, what I refine is the Soul Shaping Pill, but the appearance is different, can it be different?"

Jiang He cursed.

The master of the Taixu Sect didn't believe in evil, took a bite, and was immediately startled, and lost his voice: "Master Jiang He, the alchemy technique you just created is really your own creation... this... such a refining method can actually be used. Refining Soul Shaping Pill?"

What do you mean?

Who do you look down on?

Jiang He was a little unhappy, and said angrily: "I put the Soul Shaping Pill in your hands, why don't you believe it? Come on, stop arguing, I'm going to start refining the weapon."

Jiang He ignored the others, and took out a bucket with his hands. First, he used salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and seasonings to concoct the "Quenching Spiritual Water", and then took out a pile of refining materials, melted them, and prepared to make them into "grenades" appearance.

It just backfired...

Perhaps due to his unskilled operation, Jiang He finally made a lot of "grenades".

Scoff!

Splash the "quenching liquid".

After the quenching is completed, it is Qiling.

Jiang Hexiu picked up a pen and wrote the word Qiling one by one on these "grenades". After thinking about it, he finally wrote the word "explosion"... He pondered for a while, then picked up the pen again, and before the word "explosion", wrote There is a word "high" on it.

"High explosion..."

Jiang He muttered, and said in a low voice, "I hope these things don't let me down."

Next, he stuffed all the captured sky mines into "grenades", making a total of 108 "grenades".

The Suzerain of Taixu Sect, Elder Mo and Master Lei Fu were puzzled. They looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that Jiang He was making some powerful hidden weapon.

Jiang He didn't bother to explain to them, at this time nearly three hours had passed, and the set of battle suits that he had previously planted in the farm had already "matured". When Jiang He entered the farm, he saw a set of cool and handsome battle suits Standing on the ground, Jia couldn't help exclaiming: "Tsk tsk, it seems that I, Jiang, have a lot of talent in refining weapons. This is the first time refining weapons, and I have forged such a flawless armor."

He "takes off" his armor——

"Ding!"

"Planting points + 500,000."

In my mind, the system prompt sounded.

The best Taoist armor!

He walked out of the farm, threw the battle clothes to the suzerain of Taixu Sect, and said: "The battle clothes I promised you have been refined, you can refine it yourself, by the way, the battle clothes are nameless, remember one, I still have it I have something to do, so I won't chat with you."

Jiang He went into the farm again and began to plant homemade "grenades".

In my heart, there was some expectation.

"I spent a lot of precious materials on these grenades, and I also stuffed them with catastrophe. I hope they can give me a little surprise after planting them."

He looked up to the sky.

Can't help but let out a long sigh...

There are nearly a hundred masters of the Heavenly Demon Clan, hundreds of Tribulation Realm, Composite Dao Realm, Primordial Spirit Realm, countless...

You can't kill them one by one, can you?

At that time, it's fine to deal with the immortal level by yourself. To deal with these little scum, wouldn't it be good to directly [Zixiao Thunder Talisman] + grenade?

In order to increase the power of the self-made sky thunder grenade, Jiang He was cruel, and exchanged a full 108 large bags of nine-day breath soil, and sprinkled a large bag of nine-day breath soil on each "sky thunder" grenade.

"A large bag of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil is 3 million, 108 bags... 324 million!"

Jiang He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, I hope this thing can be more powerful, otherwise it won't even kill a Mahayana, wouldn't it be a blood loss?"

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