"What's your technique?"

After a while, Zhang Daoming asked Chen Xia quietly.

He really can't understand.

Chen Xia put away half of the pill on the spatula and replied: "Chang the pot and stir-fry."

"But..." Zhang Daoming looked disbelief and grinned, "But isn't this a cooking method? How can it become a pill?!"

The other three people didn't understand at all. They were already scratching their heads. I guess if Chen Xia didn't explain clearly, they wouldn't want to touch the alchemy in their lives.

I have worked hard to study the alchemy for most of my life, but I was overtaken by a chef. No one can accept it.

"Good luck." Chen Xia shrugged and said the truth.

"You can become a pill even if you are lucky and you can practice this pill. Is this still considered a pill?"

Zhang Daoming's brows were almost entangled.

In ancient times, it was indeed necessary to refine alchemy in slightest amount of luck, and there is nothing to say about this, after all, luck is also part of strength.

But Chen Xia's strength is full of luck.

You might as well stand here and let the medicinal materials be practiced by yourself.

This may be a little more acceptable to Zhang Daoming.

Not in line with the alchemy?

Chen Xia also frowned, waved his hand and asked back.

"Is the alchemy path so inconvenient?"

As a result, Zhang Daoming and the other two couldn't respond because the four of them didn't understand the alchemy very well, otherwise they wouldn't be able to condense a Taoist medicine.

As long as it can become a pill, then whatever Chen Xia said is right.

The four of them were speechless and could only look at Chen Xia in confusion, and for the first time they doubted themselves.

Could this be considered a elixir?

They really can't figure it out, and they can't figure it out.

After all, the art of using luck to refine alchemy is still too advanced for them. The shock it brings is like hitting the primitive man with anti-aircraft cannons.

It's just crushing.

The news from the Cangtian Sword Sea was very fast.

The news of Chen Xia's alchemy was spread throughout half of the sect within two days.

Outstanding talent, great emperor seedlings, and genius of alchemy.

These titles were hung on him, clearly separating him from other preparatory disciples.

It's not a level of existence at all.

After hearing this news, the imperial capital thought about it for a long time in the cave. On a clear morning, he brought a glass jade box and planned to give Chen Xia a gift.

"Heroes cherish heroes, so let us turn jade brocade into swords and build deep friendship."

Chen Xia accepted the gift and said that there were too many people recently and asked the imperial capital to go back and wait for news.

The imperial capital said goodbye and turned around and left.

A few days later, Qiu Li also came to the door with a box.

In the current area of ​​preparatory disciples, who dares not come to visit Chen Xia’s wharf?

Even the little elder has to come and give gifts to Chen Xia, hoping to get Chen Xia's attention.

The most powerful emperor who can refine Taoist medicines, I can use my butt to know that Chen Xia’s future future is limitless.

These little elders can't afford to offend Chen Xia now, let alone the future.

However, once there are too many people, things become more organized.

Someone saw that it was not easy to please Chen Xia directly, so he turned to please the big yellow dog, hoping that the big yellow dog could say a few good words to him in front of Chen Xia.

The big yellow dog naturally refused everyone and collected all the gifts, and said in front of Chen Xia.

"The mysterious mountain demon is good, smart, scheming, powerful, two sides, three swords, one reed crosses the river without saying a word, surrounded by enemies, colorful, up and down, nine to nine, one perfect."

"The ancient species Bai Hua is also fine, and his head is big."

Chen Xia looked at it with her eyes and asked again, "Is Bai Hua still stingy?"

The big yellow dog was a little surprised, "How did you know that Bai Hua is not poor, but he only gave gifts so much."

Its main focus is to tell the truth.

Chen Xia leaned against the wall and was not confused about this topic. If the big yellow dog accepts the gift, he will accept it. Anyway, it is the brother who has worshipped her and doesn't care about it.

The big yellow dog's eyes remained on the white jade cushion, and his expression was longing for it. It also wanted to buy a white jade cushion as a dog's kennel.

Thinking of this, the big yellow dog shook his head and felt that he should work harder. He got up and went out to receive gifts again.

The noisy dog ​​is gone.

The cave naturally became quiet.

Chen Xia exhaled, his figure leaning against the wall in the shadow, his spiritual sense was restrained, and he went to watch the changes in the small world again.

Two years have passed.

Yun Miao was excluded by his master's wife and two junior brothers. He had no status in the sect and was imprisoned in the back room, next to his master's coffin.

Junior sister Xia Chan often comes to deliver food to him. At the age of five, she walked to the door of the back room with difficulty with the food, put down the food, and knocked on the door with her little hands.

Whenever this kind of tapping sounded, Yun Miao knew that it was the junior sister who came, so she would smile and quickly go to open the door.

"Senior brother, it's time to eat." Xia Chan said in a silly manner.

Yun Miao smiled and kept saying, "Okay, okay."

Although he was imprisoned here for false charges, it would be easy if Yun Miao wanted to leave.

However, he was unwilling to let the sect that Master had worked hard to create was destroyed by the master's wife and the three of them, so he stayed here for a long time now.

"Resting, calming, calming your mind, inaction, no reason, no thought."

Yun Miao muttered softly.

Xia Chan couldn't understand it and asked curiously: "What are you chanting, Senior Brother?"

"It's nothing, it's all." Yun Miao replied with a smile and asked again: "Have you bowed to the Great Heavenly Lord today?"

"Blessing, I'll bow." Xia Chanqiao replied, her baby's fat little face was very cute, "Chan'er goes to worship the Great Heavenly Lord every day."

"Okay, that's great. The Great Heavenly Lord is the benefactor of the world. As people who practice Taoism, we must be grateful and bow every day."

Yun Miao replied with a smile, took a bite of the meal, put down the chopsticks, and said again.

"When you pass by the hall, go and bow to the Great Heavenly Lord."

Xia Chan frowned, "But don't you just need to bow once a day?"

"If you bow twice more, the Great Heavenly Lord naturally likes Xiao Chan'er more." Yun Miao said with a smile.

"Okay, Chan'er will definitely make the Great Heavenly Lord like it." Xia Chan nodded and agreed.

After the meal was finished, Xia Chan held the bowls and chopsticks and then left. Her pace was a little unstable, but fortunately she did not fall.

Yun Miao wanted to help several times, but was subjected to the forbidden body-eating curse and could not cross the threshold of the back room.

He sighed, turned to look at the master's coffin, his expression a little dim, and he murmured.

“What would you do?”

In the drowsy back room, Yun Miao sat upright and began to recite the meditation decision again.

"Calm your mind, calm your mind, calm your mind, inaction, no reason, no..."

He looked a little painful.

The last one who has no thoughts can't be read.

My heart is in chaos.

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ps: First, the update will be 8,000 words, and there will be some at night, but it will be very late. Let’s go to bed first and watch it tomorrow morning.

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