"Senior Sister Jiang." Xuan Ye called softly, his head still spinning.
"Junior brother, you have to be quick to collect cloud dew, otherwise the dew will be scattered when the sun rises." After Jiang Ningyue finished speaking, she went to collect it.
Xuan Ye hurriedly stood up and found that the surroundings had become foggy, and except for the flowers, everything was immersed in it, as if stepping on misty clouds.
Without time to look further, he bent down and began to slowly collect the dew into the small wooden bucket. As soon as he collected a shallow layer, the first ray of sunlight rose from the east.
The flowers seemed to be alive. The moment they were bathed in the sun, they trembled slightly and threw all the dew to the ground.
Xuan Ye was stunned for a moment, looking at the cloud dew in the bucket. It was really far from a bucket. Looking at the others, it seemed that they had collected more than him, at least half of the bucket.
"Junior brother, that's all you've collected?" Jiang Ningyue exclaimed, picked up two buckets of cloud dew and said with a chuckle, "How about I share one bucket with you? Anyway, this is two days' worth.
I can come again tomorrow."
Xuan Ye wriggled his lips slightly, then thought about it and let it go, "No need, I'll collect it tomorrow."
Jiang Ningyue was rejected again, but her face was not annoyed. Instead, the smile in her eyes became deeper, "Then you must remember to use spiritual power to drain the blood when collecting tomorrow."
Xuan Ye was stunned, patted his head, why had he forgotten this, and immediately thanked him, "Thank you, senior sister."
Jiang Ningyue smiled and followed the disciples as they flew away.
Xuan Ye could only sit quietly for one more day, relying on the energy of heaven and earth to regulate the spiritual power in his body. After repeated tempering, it became a little more solidified.
Until the sun set in the west, he looked intently at the submerged place, but there was nothing strange, nor did he have that weird dream, and Gu Meier still made no sound.
I sat there all night, still unable to figure out the reason. Until dawn came again, many disciples gathered in the cloud realm again.
Xuan Ye could only collect the cloud dew first, and then flew to Da Qing Qiong.
The world was originally bigger than he imagined, and there were too many things that he couldn't understand. Looking at it now, except for Gu Meier sleeping, no other bad things happened.
Judging from the past, every time Gu Meier revived, her spirit body would recover to a certain extent, and he could only think of the good things.
Soon after, the young man walked into the book pavilion again. After seeing the old man, he first put down the cloud dew and then apologized respectfully, "I was confused for a moment and didn't collect much cloud dew on the first day, so I stayed one more day and asked the teacher
Forgive me."
Mr. Kui didn't even look at Yunlu, and his voice was a bit duller than usual, "This thing is for you."
"Me?" Xuan Ye was stunned and asked, "What's the use of this cloud dew?"
"I saw you walking around the weapon refining area that day, holding an old furnace tripod in your hand. Is it a family heirloom?"
"This... is indeed a family heirloom, and there are some things that I can't handle." Xuan Ye finished speaking without blushing or heartbeat, and he felt the Juelon Tripod in his Xumi bag tremble slightly.
"This cloud dew is used to clean the furnace cauldron. You will know the beauty of it after using it." After Kui Lao finished speaking, before Xuan Ye could thank him, he suddenly asked: "You must have heard about me?
"
Xuan Ye frowned slightly and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter?"
"You didn't ask?" Mr. Kui looked at the confused young man and was a little surprised. Choosing a mentor is a big deal, and the matter has been spread so widely, but this stupid boy doesn't know about it yet?
"Or...he doesn't care at all?" He murmured in his heart, but he was not very willing to believe it, but he still had hope in his eyes.
Xuan Ye raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively: "You mean you became an elder through the back door?"
When Mr. Kui heard this rumor, he snorted coldly and became angry: "Do you know why I want to go through this back door? It's because I don't want this weapon refining technique to be lost like this!"
Xuan Ye was silent, but saw the old man's face full of sadness and anger.
"Back then, I was also a famous disciple of the younger generation in the sect. I stood side by side with my senior brothers and even created my own Fire-Burning Divine Refiner. However, during the Genting Grand Meeting that year, I accidentally missed and blew up one of my legs, and then I fell silent!"
Kui Lao said, his expression gradually darkened, and his white hair seemed to be recounting the suffering of this period of time. "I should have left the mountain gate, but when I thought of leaving, the Fire God's Refiner would be lost. I can only grit my teeth and bear the shame, and beg my senior brother.
Let me stay and find a personal disciple. This stay will last a hundred years!"
"For a hundred years, I have been ridiculed. Each disciple regarded me as useless, and I have never stepped out of the library! But..." When the old man looked at Xuan Ye, his eyes were already red, and he suddenly knelt down.
Kneel down hard.
"Teacher, what are you doing?" Xuan Ye stood up in shock, trying to help him, but he couldn't.
Mr. Kui's eyes were as bright as fire, and he held the young man tightly with his rough big hands, "I am limited in cultivation, and I am afraid that my time is running out. Fortunately, I met you. I have never asked for help from the second person in my life. I am begging you today for help."
Let me fulfill this wish!"
"Teacher, please get up. I really can't bear it."
"If you don't agree, I will never get up!" Mr. Kui's tone was decisive, and the strength in his hand became stronger.
Xuan Ye had no choice but to nod in agreement. "Disciple, please get up quickly!"
Mr. Kui's expression relaxed a little, and he slowly stood up. The redness in his eyes had not yet receded, and he suddenly sighed: "Actually, I didn't have any thoughts at all. If you hadn't taken the initiative to speak, maybe..."
As he spoke, he looked guilty, "I asked you to collect cloud dew just to test your temper. You are indeed much stronger than I was back then."
"Teacher, you are so complimentary. Isn't it difficult to practice the Burning Fire Divine Refiner that you mentioned?"
Kui Lao shook his head and calmed down, "It's not that it's difficult to practice, but the conditions are harsh and the method is unique, so most monks are not willing to practice it."
After saying that, he sighed again, "I'll talk about these words later. When you go back, you should be able to figure out a few things when you look at the weapon refining experience I gave you."
Xuan Ye always felt that it was not as simple as the old man said. If he really didn't want the skills to be lost, he could record them in a jade scroll and leave an image to pass on to the world. Although it was not as good as teaching him by himself, it would not be lost.
But seeing how the old man endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden and was willing to live in the library for nearly a hundred years, the reason for this is probably hard to explain in just a few words.
"Boy, I have said so much, but I haven't conveyed my true wish yet." Mr. Kui looked at the young man, as if he saw himself again.
That day, the weather was gloomy and the thunder was rolling. He and the other two reached a critical moment. It was then that he put in the last piece of refining material and cast the Burning Fire Divine Refining.
A sudden aura appeared in the sky and the earth, the auras gathered together, the great light fell, and the thunder in the sky was also triggered.
At this most critical moment of smelting, there was a strange movement in the furnace. The flame was as uncontrollable as a wild dragon, and no matter how he suppressed it, it was useless.
Because of his persistence, he missed the opportunity to escape and had one of his legs blown off!
He recovered his mind and said in a deep voice: "Can you win the first place at the Genting Gala with my Fire-Burning Divine Refiner?"
Xuan Ye was shocked. It had been less than a year since the Genting Gala. He had just started to refine weapons, and he still had to practice the Burning Fire Divine Refining. Furthermore, Daqingqiong was already famous for its weapon refining. If he wanted to win the first place, he would probably have to
Idiots talk about dreams.
"I know this is difficult, but with your talent, it is not impossible. There is something about you that is very similar to my Burning Fire Divine Lian."
Mr. Kui patted Xuan Ye on the shoulder, "If you think it's too difficult, I won't force you, but if you agree, you will have to work a hundred times harder to do it! Have you thought about it?"
Xuan Ye lowered his head, thinking that he had only known Kui Lao for a short time, and there was no need to fight for him.
With his strength, even if he doesn't rely on weapon refining, he is confident that he will be on the list of those who can enter the Glazed Heavenly Palace. No matter how he thinks about it, this matter will never be good for him.
Seeing that the young man was hesitant to speak, Mr. Kui hurriedly said: "You don't have to answer in a hurry. Think about it for a few days before you go back. The teacher may be too excited and needs to calm down."
"Yes, disciple, please leave first." Xuan Ye left with Yunlu in hand, never looking back from the beginning to the end.
It is easy to be soft-hearted, but once you agree, you must have the awareness and will to take on this responsibility.
When he returned to his residence, he took out the box given by Mr. Kui. Although the style was ordinary, it was well-kept, like something cherished by the owner. The surface was coated with a layer of glossy wax without even a scratch.
Opening the box, what was inside was not a book or a jade scroll, but a pile of messy pages.
It is densely filled with refining techniques, and you can see examples of everything from being relatively orthodox at the beginning to being unconventional, with various failures and repeats, and repeat failures again.
After looking at it for two hours, Xuan Ye couldn't help but admire the old man's painstaking efforts. Underneath, there were several red pages, which recorded the first trial of the Burning Fire Divine Refining.
Just when he was concentrating on reading, there was a strange movement in Xumi Bag. After releasing the Julonglong Cauldron, Lord Ding did not speak, but looked at the refining techniques on the pages of the book.
After a long moment of silence, the blue little man rubbed his chin and said, "Even I have never seen this sacrificial refining technique. For you at this stage, it is indeed mysterious."
Xuan Ye rolled his eyes. In terms of cultivation, he was not bad among the disciples of Daqingqiong. It was really displeasing to be despised like this.
Master Ding folded his hands and curled his lips in disdain, "Don't be dissatisfied. If you have enough cultivation, I will definitely teach you personally. When the time comes, you will find that although this method of sacrifice is wonderful, it is no longer applicable.
Higher level.”
"Master Ding is absolutely right, so do you think my current level is more suitable for him to teach me?"
Master Ding nodded and said in an old-fashioned way: "At your stage, his level is considered to be superior. Someone can teach him better than you just groping blindly. If you get the true teaching, it will be enough for you to use for a long time, until you are qualified to let me teach you."
The corner of Xuan Ye's mouth twitched, why did he have to step on every word he said? Although he was unhappy, he couldn't refute it.
Who has seen it display its power in Jinglu Town? Even if it is refined at will, it can still trigger thunder. It is really terrifying!
After this analysis, he has to seriously consider it. Accepting it is actually not without benefits, especially in the long run...
As for the words that Mr. Kui concealed, they should not involve him. Xuan Ye thought, and immediately made up his mind, pushed open the door of the bookstore overnight, and came to the old man who was drinking.
"Teacher, I want to learn the Burning Fire Divine Refining!"