Those Who Engage In Chemistry Go To Cultivate Immortality

Following Yunhuo Daoist's loud shout, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the red tortoise shell at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Leng Rui was quite surprised, this was not magic, the temperature of the tortoise shell was at least 1340 degrees. If you touch it with your bare hands, a puff of green smoke will rise, and the hand will disappear.

Yunhuo Daoist quickly put the tortoise shell into the jade box beside him.

"Gududu!" There was a burst of dense air bubbles, and the tortoise shell turned into powder in an instant, and dissolved in the liquid in the jade basin, turning into fruit ice, crystal clear.

Leng Rui watched it many times, but he just couldn't understand the reason, which was beyond his comprehension and past cognition.

"There is still a big difference between cultivation civilization and earth civilization. There are two brushes. The pig arches forward, and the chicken digs backward. Each has its own way!"

Xiguan here is the busiest place in Wangjing City, sometimes at night when work is finished early, Leng Rui also goes out for a walk.

Here comes Cultivation World, which is a compulsory course, and every protagonist starts like this.

There are the most leaks on the stalls, small bottles, small stones, kittens and dogs, brochures, there is a mysterious old man, or a dirty, or an old alcoholic selling these things.

Normal smart people don't buy it, usually the second idiot protagonist buys it, and then, relying on this unexpected thing, he starts his cultivation career of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Leng Rui is also eagerly hoping to catch a leak and start owning a brilliant life.

The legs are running thin, and I am looking for those weird stall owners, and I am looking for things that are thrown in the corner that no one can look at.

Which one of the street stalls is not an old fox? Leng Rui visited a few times, and the stall owners all paid attention.

"Little hero! Do you want to find something?" When Leng Rui was shopping at the street stall again, a fairy-like old man asked him kindly.

From the outside, Leng Rui is just a teenager, and he doesn't look so elf.

Leng Rui had a silly expression on his face. He remembered that he had to put on a silly look at this time, so as to get some "surprise joy".

"Old Taoist! Are you calling me?" Leng Rui asked dumbfoundedly.

"That's right! Daoist, I came out to set up a stall today, not to make money, but to meet someone who is destined."

Leng Rui almost laughed out loud, the tone was too familiar, it was said by all the buskers on the earth. But in the end, "no money is absolutely impossible."

"Then I am destined?" Leng Rui looked silly.

"Well! I see that you have a unique bone structure, and you are beautiful and intelligent, so you can pass on your legacy." The old man said.

Leng Rui trembled all over, a little excited, isn't it? Really can meet the old fairy.

"What did the priest ask me to do?" Leng Rui controlled his excitement, still acting silly.

"Boy, show you something, and you'll know." The old man said, and took out a yellowed booklet from his pocket.

Leng Rui is really a little excited, shit! There is really a Manual!

"Did you see it? This is the great method of cultivating immortals. It was passed on to you. After a few years of cultivation, you will be able to ascend in daylight." The old man couldn't tell if he was lying, his snow-white beard fluttered gently in the wind, and he was full of Immortal Qi.

"Thank you Taoist!" Leng Rui took a step forward and was about to take the booklet.

The old man withdrew his hand, put it back into his bosom, shook his head lightly and smiled and said: "Since ancient times, the law has not been passed down lightly, how can there be no human affairs?"

When Leng Rui heard it, he understood! People want some money to spend. That's what Tathagata Buddha said when Tang monks and apprentices went to the west to learn scriptures.

"Old Daoist, I, I have no money." Leng Rui blushed, his pockets were definitely cleaner than his face.

"This is a fairy thing, how can it be exchanged for worldly things." The old man shook his head, as if he was not interested in money at all.

"This,..." Leng Rui was stunned, it turned out that the old man was really not out for money, it seemed that he underestimated him.

"Boy, you have to use fairy things in exchange for any fairy art, otherwise, even if you use it to practice, you are going against the Heavenly Dao, and you will be punished by heaven!"

The old man narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.

"Then, then, I have nothing!" Leng Rui told the truth.

The old man opened his eyes, glanced at Leng Rui twice and said, "Alas! You don't know the treasure in the treasure house!"

When Leng Rui heard the words, his whole body trembled, knowing that the old man was planning to fight Tong Shan Tang.

Leng Rui laughed secretly, he really took me for a fool.

"What treasure house?" Leng Rui looked at a loss.

"Silly boy, which one of Tongshantang's dragon's breath incense and Tongtian tortoise shell is not a treasure? As long as you get some, this Cultivation Technique will be yours."

The smile on the old man's face became brighter and brighter, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"That, that, what if your Cultivation Technique is fake?" Leng Rui said hesitantly.

"How could it be? Master Dao has been trading here for many years, and he has a good reputation. If you don't believe me, if you ask around on this street, who doesn't know me, Daoist Xuanci?"

The old man shook his head and said.

"Old liar! Are you lying again?"

There was a crisp sound, and a little girl jumped up and down beside Leng Rui.

The old man looked up, blushed, and said shyly, "Oh! It's Miss Qing'er!"

Leng Rui also turned his head to look, she was a beautiful little girl who looked like the person in the painting.

I know her, she is the third girl from Zuixianfang's family across from Tong Shan Tang, about the same age as Leng Rui, and sometimes she comes to Tong Shan Tang to wander around.

"San Gouzi, go away! This old guy is a deceitful person." Miss Qing'er gave Leng Rui a hand and said.

Leng Rui let out a "huh" and followed Qing'er back obediently.

Qing'er held a candy Calabash in her hand, and ate it as she walked, and asked vaguely, "San Gouzi, what book did you buy?"

"Practice!" Leng Rui replied in a muffled voice.

"Hehehe!" Miss Qing'er laughed fiercely for a while. Then he stopped smiling and said: "This man is so strange, he wants to become a fairy. My dad also bought a room full of books, but he didn't see anything from his practice."

"Your father is also a cultivator?" Leng Rui asked curiously.

"Xiu, taking medicine and meditating all day long, I'm so annoying!" Miss Qing'er said angrily.

"Then, then, can you lend me your books." Leng Rui asked cheekily.

This plot is a bit familiar. Back then on earth, I used to borrow books from my female classmate as an excuse, and fell in love for two years.

However, Jing'er is a kid, not yet old enough.

"Okay! I'll look for it tomorrow, and I'll send it to you when the time comes." Qing'er agreed casually, as if she didn't care.