Fantasy: Start with a stick

Chapter 51

The fog floats and flows in the forest.

Leaves of various shapes, round, oval, slender, polygonal......Like thousands of green little hands.

The mist blew over them, leaving a layer of tiny water droplets on the leaf palms.

The small water droplets flowed and merged into a large water droplet in the palm of the hand, like holding a crystal bead of mercury.

It became heavy and fell, and another big drop of water was formed again.......

The Alchemy Pavilion is the place where Qingyun Sect disciples practice alchemy.

Murong Yunhai, the elder of the Alchemy Pavilion, was currently instructing many outer disciples in alchemy refining.

Ding Xiaoer walked back and forth outside the alchemy room to carefully observe the alchemy techniques of many disciples.

Add the spiritual grass, pinch the formula, remove impurities, purify, adjust the heat, condense the elixir, form the elixir, and take it out of the oven......

Ding Xiaoer watched with great interest, seeming to have entered a state of selflessness, completely ignoring Murong Fei Dao who was walking towards him.。

“Yo! Dashuai Bi, why do you have the free time to come to the Alchemy Pavilion today? "

Murong Feidao saw that Ding Xiaoer seemed to be stealing the alchemy skills from other disciples, and directly interrupted Ding Xiaoer's behavior.。

“��Recently, my cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and frequent retreats are not necessarily a good thing, so I stopped by to see what you alchemy masters are busy with every day. "

Ding Xiaoer said lightly.。

“Drop by? Didn’t you come here specifically for my grandfather’s guidance? "

Murong Feidao didn't believe what Ding Xiaoer said.。

“Ding Xiaoer, I am indeed not as good as you in terms of strength. How about we compete in alchemy? "

Murong Feidao had a bad smile on his face.。

“Compared with trying to refine pills? this...What's the upside to this? "

Ding Xiaoer pretended to hesitate, thought for a moment, and asked with a reluctant expression on his face.。

“I win with just one drop of stalactite lotion. If you lose, let my grandpa guide you in alchemy and help you improve in alchemy. I wonder how Marshal Ding compares to you? "

Murong Feidao had long ago heard that Ding Xiaoer had obtained such heavenly and precious treasures as stalactite lotion in the cave of the Spiritual Beast Secret Realm. He was worried about how to get it. The moment he saw Ding Xiaoer coming to the Alchemy Pavilion, a A clever idea comes to mind。

“Okay, since you want my stalactite lotion, you definitely won’t be able to make it tomorrow. If you want to compete in the elixir, I will give you this opportunity. "

Ding Xiaoer said such words. On the one hand, Murong Feidao told him about Chen Feiyang's family affairs before, and it was just a courtesy. On the

other hand, Ding Xiaoer knew that he wanted to quickly improve his Huang-level mid-level alchemy cultivation, and he was stubborn. It is not advisable to work behind closed doors.

Letting Murong Feidao, his grandfather Murong Yunhai, the elder of the alchemy pavilion, give him guidance, is the fastest way Ding Xiaoer can think of to improve his level of alchemy. Many disciples on the side also heard Ding

Xiaoer The conversation with Murong Feidao.

Not to mention Murong Yunhai, the elder of the Alchemy Pavilion in the early stage of becoming a god.。

“My grandson Murong Feidao and Ding Xiaoer had some friction before, and I also heard about it. The strength of Feidao is not as good as that of Ding Xiaoer, but when it comes to alchemy, I can pat my chest and guarantee that among the outer disciples, Feida is ranked second, and no one dares to be ranked first! "

Murong Yunhai slowly walked between the two of them and said with a smile on his face.

Murong Yunhai's eyes were as bright as a torch, and the strength and self-confidence of the monks in the Transformation of God Realm were fully revealed at this moment.。

“Elder Murong is mighty!”

“Elders are my life-long role models!”

“Elder Murong, are you in need of a adopted son?”

......

Many disciples present had stars in their eyes, and stars surrounded Murong Yunhai like a moon, all wanting to witness with their own eyes the supreme elegance of the powerful man who transformed into a god.。

“What kind of test method? Please also ask Elder Murong to say something. "

Ding Xiaoer didn't take Elder Murong's words to heart.

After all, he was competing with Murong's grandson. Such alchemy competitions between disciples happened every day in a huge sect like Qingyun Sect. It was also a common thing.。

“Both of them provided two copies of the yellow-grade high-grade elixir Bigu Pill material each, as well as two identical furnace cauldrons, and the time limit was half a day. "

As soon as Murong Yunhai finished speaking, many disciples around him started talking about it.。

“Damn it! Bigu Pill!”

“The legendary fairy beans?”

“It is said that low-level monks who take this elixir can avoid eating for a month!”

......

Ding Xiaoer had previously learned about the Bigu Pill from the "Shen Nong's Materia Medica". Although it is not as effective as the Big and Small Soul Nourishing Pills, for low-level monks like the outer disciples of the Qingyun Sect, taking the Bigu Pill can save a lot of time. Spend less energy on eating, and the time saved can be devoted to retreat and practice.

Ding Xiaoer and Murong Feidao entered the alchemy room respectively and began to make final preparations before refining the alchemy.。

“In terms of confrontation alone, Ding Xiaoer is indeed stronger than Mr. Murong. If we only talk about alchemy, I would choose Mr. Murong.。”

“I set a flag here. If Ding Xiaoer can win against Mr. Murong today, I will stand on my head and eat flying!”

“Come on, come on! The bet has been placed. Ding Xiaoer will pay 100 for 1 and Murong Feidao will pay 1 for 2.。”

......

Many disciples in the Alchemy Pavilion were almost unanimously optimistic that Murong Feidao would win.

At this time, Ding Xiaoer glanced at the audience and saw Chen Feiyang, Wu Aoran and Ji Yuanyuan.

Ding Xiaoer generously took out 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones and gave each of the five of them 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

After casting a reassuring look, Ding Xiaoer walked into the alchemy room again.

The five people then all unanimously defeated Ding Xiaoer to win, with a total of 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones!

“Damn it! Are there so many spiritual stones blown by the strong wind?”

“Have all five of your heads been caught in the door panel?”

“Just wait for the rice to be harvested!”

......

Many disciples looked more regretful.

The moon is like a shy girl, hiding among the clouds for a while, and then lifting her veil to reveal her charming face.

The stars are like groups of fireflies, some big and some small, some bright and some dark, they parade as much as they want.

Murong Yunhai's voice of "The competition has officially begun" sounded in the sky above the Alchemy Pavilion.

The eyes of many disciples turned to the two people who were nervously refining the alchemy in the alchemy room.

I saw Murong Feidao making the secret with two fingers with ease, muttering words in his mouth, and suddenly a wisp of green flame appeared out of thin air between his two fingers.。

“Green Lotus Strange Fire!”

“Very cool!”

“I want to harvest rice steadily!”

......

The moment the Green Lotus Strange Fire appeared, any trace of worry in the hearts of many disciples disappeared.

Then, Murong Feidao skillfully put the materials needed to refine the Bigu Pill into the alchemy furnace one by one.

Purify and adjust the heat......A series of actions done in one go!

“He is indeed the grandson of Elder Murong!”

“A top-grade alchemist in the Huang class!”

“Smooth alchemy techniques and perfect fire control......”

Many disciples present were deeply impressed by the superb alchemy skills displayed by Murong Feidao!

Time passes with a stick of incense...